Old Leather bent down and tapped his hand on the board a few times, and then said to the poet, "You handed me the kerosene lamp, why is it that I am not so serious?" After a while, the old leather came out of that place again, and then rubbed his fingers on his nose, sniffed it, frowned, and said, "Is the hull of the previous ship still painted with lacquer?" ”

"Brush," Wang Ling said: "I have read that the ancients first brushed a layer of tung oil in order to prevent decay, so that the tung oil soaked into the wood for anti-corrosion and waterproofing, and then brushed with a layer of waterproof paint on the outside. ”

"Then have you ever seen the word 'Shou' painted on a ship with lacquer?" After saying this, several people's scalps were numb, and Wang Ling said, "What do you mean, what do you see?" ”

Lao Pi took the kerosene lamp and said to Zheng Jiuwu: "Lao Zheng, you can't frame us, you said that you found out that this is a boat before we came?" Listening to Lao Pi's tone, it was not very friendly, with a thick question. And Zheng Jiuwu was not allowed to admit and said to a few people: "Since you don't believe it, you can come here to take a look, here is what I dug before, but most of them are in the water and can't continue." ”

Following Zheng Jiuwu and them to a place close to the rocks about fifteen meters away from the iron-hulled boat, there was indeed a pit of stagnant water here, but fortunately, the water was very shallow and just didn't pass the exposed part of the thing below, and gently wiped off the sand particles on it, and a wooden plank about a meter long and raised was exposed, pulling it to both sides and stretching it all the time.

"He's not lying," Lao Pi said to Wang Ling after checking it: "Looking at the direction of the line, it does lead to the iron-hulled ship, but there is still a difference between the two, the wood here is obviously much wider and thicker, and the thing we just dug up looks like a coffin no matter how I look at it. ”

"You're being verbose now," the poet said, "You don't care what he is, what kind of bull, ghost, snake, and god can still be tossed after hundreds of years?" In our village, there was not a single tomb bag left before the Qing Dynasty, and all the Red Guards were copied to pieces, and they even pulled the corpses wearing Qing Dynasty patch official uniforms out of it and paraded through the streets! ”

This was Wang Ling's idea, so Lao Pi set his eyes on him again, so a few people turned back and replaced Wang Ling to see it himself, and after a while, he got up and said to everyone: "I am sure that this is a coffin, the shape of the wood on three sides, which meets the funeral standards, and what we see is the front of the coffin, and it is estimated that the coffin cover is pressed by this iron-hulled ship." ”

In this dark environment, a kerosene lamp, an inexplicable coffin, and a few rotten corpses, a sense of fear that should have been felt only began to slowly attack until this point. Li Xin on the side couldn't help but shudder, took a step back slightly, and said, "Why don't you go out first and explain the matter clearly, and then look for more people to help." ”

"No," Zheng Jiuwu immediately refused: "This matter must not be known to the people on the island, the stakes are very high, and the smaller the scope, the better." ”

Wang Ling also nodded and said: "I agree with his statement, if this is really related to Wang Zhi's relics, then we are not necessarily lucky, or we may be in trouble, since Lao Xing dares to carry such a big black pot for us, I can't keep what he thinks, at least at the moment he is not worthy of our trust." ”

"Dig it," said Lao Pi, who slapped the piece of wood twice with a shovel, "It's a mule or a horse, let's pull it out for a walk, you get out of the way, and I'll do it alone." ”

This Wang Ling looked at Zheng Jiuwu, the latter didn't say anything, he has always had a problem with strange sounds, if this shadow is not removed, I am afraid that I will have a diaphragm when I hear similar sounds in this life. So he also picked up the shovel, and the two of them slowly pulled out the sand around it, and in about half an hour's effort, a complete coffin appeared directly under the iron-hulled ship, and below the coffin was a complete wooden boat deck, judging from this result alone, Zheng Jiuwu was not lying.

Because the coffin was pressed by the iron-hulled ship, it was still a little laborious to pull it out completely, and it was necessary to make an inch below to hold the iron-hulled ship up, and from the scene, there was a layer of sand about 50 centimeters thick between the coffin and the iron-hulled ship, and I don't know whether the coffin was originally buried here or deliberately pressed under by later people with a boat.

"Make a good inch, and then hollow out this compartment, and the coffin can be pulled out." Lao Pi said while busy working: "How do I feel that there is a similar one next to this coffin, Lao Zheng, do you think this is the boat that pulled a coffin?" ”

"No, they stuffed the treasure in the coffin." The poet immediately began to think: "In order to hide people's eyes and ears, and transport corpses for some reason, such a bridge was not less than the Eighth Route Army during the War of Resistance against Japan, and I was excited when I thought about it, if we really got the treasure, we would still be angry here, and go directly to Nanyang to join imperialism." ”

"You're a traitor!" Lao Pi tied a rope removed from the iron boat to the coffin and stood outside for an interview, slightly able to move, "Brother, come on, one, two, three, hard!" ”

"Bang", if the big mouth of the coffin was slowly dragged out, this is a reddish-brown coffin painted with vermilion lacquer, soaked in such a layer of sea water sand I don't know how many years, when it was wiped off the covered sand and the color was still faintly shining, just like a newly buried one. The whole coffin is a traditional shape with a wide head and narrow feet, the smooth lacquer surface can not see a trace of pimples, the lines on both sides are extremely perfect, and more importantly, there is a five-clawed golden dragon directly above the coffin, which extends from head to tail, and the momentum is overwhelming.

"I'm obedient," Lao Pi sighed with a kerosene lamp shining on the golden dragon: "This feeling is that the landlord and the old wealth don't need such a generous thing, I said that the poet, you are really nonsense, I am afraid that there is really a treasure here." After saying this, he planned to pry with a shovel, but Wang Ling reached out and stopped him: "Don't move!" ”

"What's wrong?" Lao Pi was puzzled.

"Oh," he said, pointing to the front of the coffin, "do you see that little piece of paper pasted on it?" ”

At the top of the coffin, the dragon's head, the dragon's mouth is open, which is different from the usual dragon's mouth and bead pattern, and this dragon's mouth is "holding" a yellow piece of paper. This piece of paper is only slightly larger than ordinary playing cards, in the shape of a slender shape, and the top of the paper is painted with a big red pattern, and it is crooked and twisted that you can't see what it means, and you can vaguely identify what it is "pardon" or something.

"This is a talisman," Wang Ling paused and said, "an authentic Maoshan Town corpse talisman." When he first saw this thing, he felt a little familiar, thinking about it, as if he had seen it in that "Daomen Zangjing", and compared with the memory in his mind, it was really like that.

"Since Mao Ruxian is studying under Liu Bowen, it is not surprising that he knows some feng shui yin and yang techniques," Li Xin said: "In this way, Lao Zheng's inference is even more convincing, what is the point of this talisman?" ”

Wang Ling continued: "In our country, there is a zombie in all dynasties, and there is also a zombie in Western countries, in fact, in the earliest times, it was not called a zombie, but was called the undead, and there were only a few words recorded in the ancient books of this thing: 'The immortal people are in the east, and they are black, longevity, and immortal.'" One is said to be wearing the east of Hungary. ’

Wang Ling continued: "This thing, once some people thought that it was the origin of Chinese zombies, in fact, zombies are rare, especially the old age, most of the occasional encounters are after the Qing Dynasty, and the zombies in folklore are probably from that era, this is because the Ming Dynasty has basically disappeared before.

I've seen such a story in ancient books, in the past, there was actually no such thing as a zombie, only the term corpse. The corpse transformation is a collection of resentment from heaven and earth, and it is born from bad luck. Immortal, immortal, immortal, abandoned by the Three Realms of Heaven, Earth and Man outside the six realms of sentient beings, wandering and displaced. In short, after death, people will be in a state of 'resurrection', losing their minds like walking corpses, but they can be bloodthirsty and hurt people.

The ancients stiffened their bodies, used resentment as strength in the world, fed on blood, and vented endless loneliness with the blood of all living beings. Zombies are a mysterious creature in ancient legends, and it may be the most terrifying and harmful kind of monster in the story of human apotheosis.

Whether this kind of strange existence exists, in fact, there are different opinions, occasionally heard of among the people, and then an incident happened during the reign of Emperor Yongle of Chengzu in the Ming Dynasty. The emperor was to move the capital to Beijing and built the Forbidden City himself, just below the dragon chair of today's Taihe Temple, when craftsmen dug up an ancient tomb from a former dynasty. There is a coffin in this ancient tomb that was carried out, it was decided to destroy it at that time, and after a fire was put out, unexpectedly a charred black 'person' came out of it, this 'person' is infinitely powerful, it is said that it will fly the eaves and walk the wall, which is breathtaking, and there were heavy casualties among the craftsmen who requisitioned and repaired the palace at that time. For a while, the whole project was stopped, and later someone recommended a Taoist priest to Zhu Di, who was Zhang Sanfeng, the founding patriarch of Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng went alone, but he couldn't help the thing for half a point, and in the end, he just took advantage of the night of the moon and used a copper coffin as a lure to reluctantly seal it. Afterwards, Zhang Sanfeng ordered someone to carry the copper coffin back to Wudang Mountain, and built a Xuanwu monument composed of the seven stars of the Big Dipper, including Dou, Niu, Female, Void, Danger, Room and Wall, and permanently suppressed the copper coffin under the tablet.

Later, in order to suppress the evil things, Ming Chengzu ordered 300,000 craftsmen to enter Wudang Mountain ten years later, and spent a full thirteen years to build the appearance of Wudang today, and enshrined the Zhenwu Emperor here, set up as a royal Taoist temple, and bless the Ming Dynasty forever. ”