The locals charged the so-called hush money, and there were no outsiders in the small place, so naturally the news was closed on the grassland, because it was only a preliminary excavation, archaeological experts have not yet ensured that there is anything good in this tomb, and after the New Year, it is still the original group of people, and they have returned to the grassland one after another, ready to dig deeply. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Debao only worked for two or three days for the first time, and then went home, seeing that others had benefited, he couldn't help but blush, and this time he said that he would join the engineering team, and he also said that he would contribute to the national archaeology. The archaeological team was in dire need of manpower, so they did not refuse to come, and recruited local women and children as long as they could still work, and ended the construction period ahead of schedule.

Within a few days, a large pit of tens of square meters was dug out, and a coffin in the middle of the pit was extremely conspicuous, although it has been a hundred years, there is no sign of dilapidation. Archaeologists are cultural people, it is inconvenient to do these rough work, and the work of opening the coffin naturally falls into the hands of these migrant workers, Zhang Debao is more traditional, afraid that opening the coffin will damage the yin morality, and avoid this matter, but look up, the people present belong to him who are in the prime of life, and they have to use him, just like that, Zhang Debao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and muttered what "Buddha blesses" in his mouth, and several people worked together to open the coffin board.

With the coffin board, all the people present came up, there was not much light in the pit, the archaeologist took a flashlight to the coffin, a samurai corpse with a sword and armor was presented in the eyes of everyone, the locals had never seen the ancient tomb, this first time they saw this thing, they were very excited, and they sighed that the grassland was good. But those archaeologists who were well-informed, and when they saw this situation, they sighed one after another, and finally found an ancient tomb on the grassland, but it was just so shabby.

But it's better than nothing, since it's an ancient tomb, there will definitely be something worth studying in it, and now that most of the physical work has been done, the archaeological team doesn't need any strong labor, so they sent everyone back, leaving only a few aunts to stay and cook. I thought that I would work for a few more days this time and save some money, but I didn't expect that after a few days of work, the family would be sent away, and Zhang Debao was also very unhappy in his heart, and the roots of his teeth were itchy.

But people have made it clear that they don't need you, and it's not a way for you to stay there with a dead face, so Zhang Debao had to bring a shovel and go home. However, he seems to be lazy, but in fact he is thoughtful, when the coffin is opened, everyone else is staring at the corpse of the samurai, and he has already moved his gaze to a dagger in the hand of the samurai, this dagger is very short and unsheathed, directly bare in the hands of the samurai on the chest, after the archaeologist's hand flashlight, reflecting a very strong light, the slightest chill immediately makes people feel the ruthlessness and desolation of the war.

There is a ruby in the center of the dagger, which looks very dazzling, and the red light of the ruby and the silver light of the blade reflect each other, which makes Zhang Debao fascinated, and he still can't forget it for a long time when he returns home. Zhang Debao can't forget the dagger, and his heart is crossed, so he decided to take advantage of the rest of the policemen at night, and simply go to the ancient tomb to bring the dagger back, which can be regarded as a windfall! So there is the matter of killing sheep that Zhang Debao told us at the beginning of the story just now.

In the dead of night, Zhang Debao sang by the moonlight, "**** swayed to the grassland of the ancient tomb, I haven't drunk for a long time, and I am a little anxious to drink occasionally. The cold wind was blowing along the way, and Zhang Debao's wine was almost blown, and when he looked into the big pit, he couldn't see the black rumbling, but fortunately, he remembered in advance where there was a ladder on the construction site, and it didn't take much effort to move the ladder to go down.

The big pit is very deep, there is no sunlight during the day, and the three watches can't see anything clearly in the middle of the night, Zhang Debao remembers the general location of the coffin with his memory, and got off the ladder and climbed a little bit to grope for it, and it didn't take much time to find the coffin.

The treasure in the coffin and the ancient corpse of the warrior are still inside, because before he left, he also specially inquired about the archaeologist how to deal with the ancient corpse, the archaeologist saw that he was a local fellow, and he also did the most beautiful sun work on the construction site, and he did not taboo anything, so he told him that the equipment is not enough now, and he has to be transferred from Beijing, this ancient corpse has been in this coffin for hundreds of years, and he has long been accustomed to the local climate and environment in this coffin. This is the best way to protect cultural relics at present.

Zhang Debao crawled forward in the grave, until he groped for the coffin and stood up, Zhang Debao did not have a flashlight, he could only light a candle for lighting, and his own candles were still bought during the Chinese New Year the year before last, and it was not easy to use it for a long time, and it took five or six matches to barely light the candle.

It was difficult to find a flat place to place the candles, and with the faint light of the small half of the candle, Zhang Debao put the candles on the wooden board on the side of the coffin, which was the first step of the work.

The ancient corpse under the shimmer of light looks like a chilling feeling, the samurai's face has not completely decayed due to the death of a long time, but it is already full of holes, occasionally you can see one or two strange insects crawling out of the samurai's mouth, and crawling back along the nostrils, if Zhang Debao saw such a situation on weekdays, he would have been so frightened that he cried and shouted that his mother ran away, but now on the one hand, it is not easy to run out in the big pit, on the other hand, it is for the treasure in this ancient tomb. How can you run away because of timidity, if you run away like this, how can you be worthy of that lean sheep and the liquor you have saved for two years?

The prairie in the middle of the night is unobstructed, the northwest wind whins overhead, even the wind in the pit is not too small, the flame of the candle dances rhythmically under the blowing of the night wind, and the shadow of Zhang Debao is reflected on the pit wall and the ancient corpse in the coffin on the side, seeing that the candle is about to burn out, Zhang Debao does not dare to delay any longer, so he brought this candle, if it is used up, it will not be troublesome to do things?

In fact, there are some other funeral goods in the coffin, and there are not a few copper coins and ancient coins, but Zhang Debao has already "belonged", and he can't see anything else in his eyes, so he stretched out his hand and prepared to snatch the dagger from the samurai's hand by the faint light.

According to Zhang Debao's thoughts, although there is a samurai lying in the coffin, he is also a dead man, even if he has no strength, it is not easy to snatch something from a dead man? But what he didn't expect was that the warrior's hand seemed to be glued to the dagger, and no matter how hard Zhang Debao used, he couldn't move the dagger at all.

Zhang Debao saw that this was not good, so he simply climbed into the coffin, stepped on the samurai's shoulders with both feet, and his crotch was facing the samurai's head. I don't know if Zhang Debao's health is too poor or the samurai apparition, no matter how hard Zhang Debao is, he still can't move the dagger.

Zhang Debao saw that the candle was about to burn out, and he couldn't care so much, so he picked up a candle of less than two centimeters and dripped wax on the samurai's hand, in a vain attempt to "burn" the samurai, so that he would retreat and let go of his hand. What Zhang Debao didn't expect was that this trick was really effective, and the samurai hand that was dripping with wax oil was obviously loosened a little, Zhang Debao was overjoyed, and said with a secret smile: "I didn't expect that the 'Buddha blesses' always says on weekdays really works!" ”

Without further ado, the candle couldn't last long, Zhang Debao stabilized the candle, and with a fierce force with both hands, he finally pulled out the dagger, because the blade of the dagger was facing outward, after some busyness just now, Zhang Debao didn't realize that his hand had already been cut by the dagger, and the blood had already dripped onto the samurai's hand.

At this time, Zhang Debao, who had obtained the treasure, did not care about the pain in his hand at all, and held the dagger in his hand by the last light of the candle, looking at the dagger against the candlelight, revealing a happy expression, after being happy, Zhang Debao also sobered up, and found that the mouth on his hand was not bandaged, and he rubbed it on his clothes indiscriminately even to stop the bleeding, looking at the black rumbling around him, the candlelight was almost extinguished by the wind, thinking that he was still in someone's coffin, Zhang Debao, who had woken up, couldn't help but feel weak in his heart, A sentence of "Lord Buddha blesses" came out of his mouth and crawled out.

Climb out of the ladder thick, Zhang Debao was excited and did not forget to take the ladder back to its original place, everything was cleaned up, Zhang Debao who was standing on the edge of the pit did not forget to kneel down and kowtow to the ancient tomb, which was counted as thanks, with a sound of the head landing, Zhang Debao turned around and wanted to leave, after all, it was not early, and at this time, a cough suddenly came from the pit behind him, cutting through the quiet grassland sky.