The senior sister who scoffed at the "tomb robbery" industry actually went to the tomb of a foreigner, and my shock can be imagined. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tomb feng shui is the stuff of Chinese ancestors, and there can be anything strange in the tombs of foreigners. All my impressions of foreigners' tombs are the cold cemetery with crows on top of their heads in the movie, a radish and a pit, plain and unremarkable. The kind of underground world that describes the old ancestor's god in Lao Qiao's mouth is not a grade at all, and it is definitely not the same.

Therefore, I am not interested in the tomb of foreigners, but in the part of my sister's life that I did not participate in. remembered that the senior sister also pretended to be a witch, known as "Huang Fuzi", Lao Qiao's peers must also have two brushes, otherwise how could they hide from the eyes of the third uncle?

Thinking of this, I feel that my senior sister has really been fighting, and I am really anxious in my heart, and I can't wait to go directly to my sister's brain to see.

Senior Sister glanced at me, as if guessing that I was comparing her to Old Qiao, and clarified: "Don't think about it, you kid, I'm not the same as the one surnamed Qiao." ”

There's no way, my sister can always see through my careful thoughts at a glance. But I felt very happy in my heart, this is a unique tacit understanding between the two of us.

Although I also have this tacit understanding with that kid in my junior brother, that feeling is completely different from the subtle feeling now. No, it can't be written together for comparison, not even association.

I was in a good mood, completely forgetting where I was, and said poorly: "That is, he is a native master, you are a foreign master, you are more foreign than him, and he is more rustic than you." ”

Senior sister glanced at me with disdain, too lazy to talk nonsense with me again, and said to herself: "Actually, the foreigner's tomb is not so complicated, it is a boxy coffin shop, and the owner of the tomb carries all the valuable things with him, unlike our ancestors, who talk about pomp and circumstance, and build several ear chambers for funeral goods." Therefore, foreigners like to come and rob our tombs, but we don't look down on them. Foreigners with money and status are mostly gold, silver and jewelry, while poor old men with no money and no status like to be vassals and elegant, and bury a few paintings of famous masters who are copied by themselves or others to serve as their façade. Of course, there have been authentic works, but there are few, and even if there are, most of them are taken by chance during their lifetime. However, these things decompose faster than corpses, and are basically like waste paper. ”

The senior sister paused for a moment, and then said: "I once opened the coffin of a Spanish missionary, and it was so poor that the only funeral goods worth mentioning were a copy of the Bible that the old missionary held tightly in his hand, which was completely rotten. The poor preacher was also a pile of bones. But then I found out that the missionary's bones were all broken, and there was a crack in the skull that ran from the back of his head to the Tianling Gai and then through the jaw bone, which I found strange. Such a bone crack looks like a fall from a height and the face is facing down, but if this is the case, the fracture should start from the nasal bone and extend to both ends, and definitely not hurt the back of the head; On the other hand, if the body falls from a height with the body facing up, the key part of the skull injury is the back of the head, and the nasal bone cannot be injured......"

I was so fascinated by what I heard that I couldn't help but interject: "Could that be it, head down, completely upside down?" ”

Senior sister looked at me and shook her head, and analyzed: "If it is planted head-down, then the skull should be like a watermelon that has been broken open, rotting into several petals, how can there be only one crack?" ”

I nodded, thinking back to what it was like to split watermelons with my bare hands in the summer, and it was.

The senior sister continued: "Just when I was puzzled, the Bible gave me a hint. I found that the missionary's right thumb was completely caught in the Bible, and one not-so-obvious evidence was that the bones of the thumb were covered with fragments of Bible paper that were easy to ignore if you didn't look closely. With one finger of his bare hand, he could open a book three or four centimeters thick, which is almost impossible for an ordinary person to do, and as a devout believer (I understood it at the time, I would not have crossed the ocean to China as a missionary if it were not for the highest respect for Jesus, but I soon found out that my wife's understanding of 'piety' was too shallow), and he could never have been so disrespectful to the Bible in his conscious state. Because the Bible has a supreme place in the hearts of Christians, claiming to be the Word of God. The only explanation is that the old missionary was very unconscious and was most likely a completely unconscious reaction from his body under some kind of inhuman torture. ”

Hearing the words "inhuman torture", I couldn't help but think of these paintings on the wall, and goosebumps rose: "Original sin? ”

"That's right." "Beneath the bones of the old missionary," she said, "I found a specially treated and largely well-preserved human skin, with a painting of pigeon's blood and cinnabar tattooed on the back of the skin, and depicting a strangely shaped machine, which, at first glance, resembles the windpipe of a bicycle pump, but much larger than the trachea, and can twitch freely up and down the T-shaped pipe. Inside the iron sleeve, a sharp curved scimitar is embedded along the semicircular sphere, and the top of the scimitar is connected to a T-shaped pump, which can slide back and forth with the pumping of the pump. Underneath the machine, there was a huge iron frame, on which were laid six or seven cylindrical rollers, each embedded with rows of nails, the tips facing upwards, in small rectangles. ”

The executioner only needs to lie flat on the iron frame, insert his head into the hemispherical iron sleeve, and then the executioner will pump the pump upward, and the torturer will roll up on the drum with the iron hood, then his back is fixed on the iron cylinder because of the hot melt slurry, and the skin on the back is torn off at the same time as the body is pulled up. At the same time, the head stuck in the iron head is squeezed by the iron cover and the scimitar, and over time, it will burst...... The old missionary did not breathe immediately after the torture, and the drum squeezed his bones until they were all broken. Even so, he held on to his last breath and endured it in a coffin for a few more days, willingly bearing it all as a punishment for the cleansing of original sin, longing for the purification of his soul. ”

I couldn't say anything for a while, and I felt a little dizzy and lightheaded.

The senior sister suddenly said again, but completely changed her tone: "However, he is not a qualified believer, and his soul will not rest in peace after death." (To be continued.) )