Under the guidance of my grandfather, we passed through several stone chambers and safely all the way to the gate of King Nammer's tomb. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info underground mausoleum is built attached to the underground cave, and the real mausoleum is located in the depths of the cave.

Standing in the tomb hall outside the mausoleum door, the tomb hall covers an area of only about 100 square meters, and there is a bluestone passage in the middle, which is about five meters wide. There are eighteen sarcophagi at both ends of the bluestone passage, the coffin is carved from a whole piece of hemp stone, the surface of the stone is smooth, and there are all kinds of fierce ghost pictures carved on it, and the face is terrifying and hideous.

The size of the coffins is the same, about one meter five or six high, more than three meters long, and each coffin weighs several tons. And the eighteen coffins are symmetrical to each other, neatly arranged at both ends of the passage, like warriors guarding the mausoleum.

There is a stone tablet in front of the coffin, which is engraved with words, and the handwriting is vaguely clear, recording the deeds of each coffin owner in front of him, as well as the birth date and death time.

"The eighteen coffins buried in the eighteen coffins should be the eighteen heads of King Nammer during his lifetime." All of us stopped outside the tomb hall, and only Grandpa stepped forward.

The whole team was very disciplined, and no one would touch anything without Grandpa's permission.

During his lifetime, King Nammer devoted himself to the development of the military and a high degree of unification of military power. This allowed the Nammer king to go on foreign campaigns and seize land and population. And under the command of King Nammer, there were eighteen heads, and they were the most loyal subordinates of King Nammer. Each of the eighteen heads has unique skills and has the ability to lead the army to conquer and defend the city, and has won the trust of King Nammh.

It's just that no one thought that all the heads of these eighteen tribes would be buried here, and they would still be loyal servants of King Nammer after their deaths. Moreover, the eighteen heads of different ages, some old and some young, died one day with King Nammh, so it can be seen that almost all of them were martyred.

"Da Kui, paste them all." Grandpa took out a stack of rune paper and handed it to Da Kui.

Da Kui took the rune paper, his hands and feet were nimble, and he shuttled in front of each coffin. Soon, each coffin was labeled with a yellow-orange-orange rune paper.

Grandpa pinched his fingers, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had encountered some difficulty, and after half a sound, he said to Da Kui: "Please ink bucket line, play Jiuyang line." ”

Da Kui took out two ink fountains from the package and handed them to the other two, who had heard Da Kui mention that they were both brought by his grandfather this time. Usually he follows his grandfather to do dojo rituals, and he is considered a registered disciple.

One is called Yuantou and the other is Xiaowu, both of whom are sturdy dealers, both over 30 years old.

I glanced at the ink fountain that Da Kui had taken out, it was no different from the ink fountain that the carpenter usually used, with a vermilion body and a carving of a dragon head and a phoenix tail.

The reason why the ink fountain line can prevent zombies after the corpse transformation is because the ink fountain line is the carpenter's ruler, measuring the heaven and the earth without deviation, upright, upright, and masculine, and a positive pressure on all evils, which is also like a blessing. At the same time, the ink in the ink fountain has been specially treated, so it has a reason to restrain zombies, which are the most yin and evil.

I knew about ink fountains, and I had seen them in my grandfather's study, but I never knew the specific purpose of ink fountains, and now I have seen them for the first time. If it weren't for the monk explaining it to me later, I don't know why the Taoist priest used an ink fountain to exorcise evil spirits.

Looking at Da Kui, Yuantou, and Xiao Wu constantly straightening the ink fountain line and flicking the ink line in front of each coffin, I was very skeptical, is this ink fountain line really useful?

Moreover, the corpse in the coffin has not decomposed for hundreds of years, and it is really possible for the corpse to change?

How could the monk be idle, he ran in early, and played the ink fountain line with Da Kui and the three of them.

All of us watched them quietly and busy, but from Fang Yu's eyes, it could be seen that they seemed to have a lot of doubts about the ink fountain line.

I suddenly had itchy hands and wanted to help, mainly to see how they played the ink fountain line. But I don't know how to talk to my grandfather, is it possible to run in like a monk?

I was hesitating when I saw Da Kui running over in a hurry, looking nervous, and said to my grandfather: "Master, there is... One of the coffins was opened. ”

"What?" Before Grandpa could speak, Zhang Yu exclaimed on the side. "Has this been stolen?"

Da Kui shook his head slightly, but did not reply, it seems that things are not as simple as imagined.

Grandpa groaned, and when he saw the monk and all of them returning, he asked, "Are the other coffins all right?" ”

"All the coffins are closed and intact, with no signs of movement, only the innermost coffin." Xiao Wu replied, pointing to the innermost coffin, which was next to the stone gate of the mausoleum. "Something should have escaped from inside, not stolen by man."

Grandpa nodded and said to us, "Let's all go in." ”

We walked straight to the open coffin, and a group of people gathered around curiously to see what was going on. Especially Zhou Jiajie, who took out his camera and prepared to take pictures in the tomb hall. But in the end, he was stopped by his grandfather, saying that this was not the time to take pictures, and it was not suitable for taking pictures.

The coffin was open, and inside was a coffin, which was not large, just enough to hold an adult. The outside is painted with black paint, and in the dim light, it looks like dark red paint. The coffin was also open, and the lid was pushed out, collapsed in the corner, and shattered to the ground.

The whole coffin was empty, and it was impossible to tell that someone had been buried, or as Da Kui said, the body had escaped from the coffin.

For a while, everyone looked at Grandpa, and only Grandpa could figure this out.

"Old Chen, is this coffin really not buried in the first place, or is it really there..."Professor Fang asked in a low voice.

Grandpa still didn't make a sound, but took out a copper coin, threw it gently, and the copper coin made a crisp sound and fell into the coffin inside the coffin. After half a ring, Grandpa took out the copper coin, stared at it for a while, and then sighed: "There were indeed people buried at the beginning, this body was broken out of the coffin not long ago, and it is difficult to figure out at present, whether it was stolen by man or other circumstances." ”

"Yi Daoye... In my opinion, this must be a zombie, this coffin weighs several tons, who can pry it? Anyway, I don't have the ability to lift the coffin. The monk rummaged in the coffin for a long time, and seemed to find nothing, a little deflated. Turning his gaze to the coffin again, he smiled and said, "If this coffin can be transported out, it can be worth a few dollars!" ”

"Whether it is the coffin or the carving on it, it is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients, and it has immeasurable value for archaeological research on ancient southwestern culture, how can it be measured by money." After listening to the monk's words, Professor Fang pointed at the monk helplessly and said with a smile: "These are all rare cultural heritages and should be properly preserved." If it falls into the hands of non-legal persons, it is a loss to the country and the people. ”

"If you have it, I'll just talk about it, this broken stone, you treat it as a treasure." The monk was not accustomed to Professor Fang's tirade and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Professor Fang from continuing to teach.

Professor Fang didn't know the monk's virtues, and when he saw that the monk looked like a scoundrel, he shook his head with a wry smile and stopped talking.

Grandpa glared at the monk and asked him not to be big or small, and to talk nonsense without concealment. The monk was indeed very afraid of his grandfather, so he didn't dare to refute it, and stood aside, not talking nonsense.

Grandpa discussed with Professor Fang, and this exploration ended here, after all, entering it was King Nammer's last tomb. And the tomb is sealed by the tomb door, and no one knows what is going on inside.

Professor Fang agreed, saying that this operation was mainly to detect the true existence of King Nammer's tomb, and now that it has been confirmed, there is no reason to continue to stay. As for the tomb of King Nammer, it should be reported as soon as possible and properly protected to avoid theft.

"You mean you're not going to go in?" The monk glared and asked Professor Fang in surprise.

"You can't open it, you can't open it." Professor Fang waved his hand.

Not to mention now, there are just a few people, and they don't know anything about the structure inside the mausoleum, so they can't open the tomb door at all. At the same time, without adequate preparation, the mausoleum cannot be opened rashly. Otherwise, it will cause significant damage to the mausoleum and the funerary goods inside.

The inside of the mausoleum has been balanced for hundreds of years, and if it were forcibly opened, it would destroy the entire structure. With today's technology, the preservation of cultural relics after excavation is still not 100% perfect.

If you let the cultural relics of hundreds of years be destroyed in one fell swoop, you will become a sinner for the ages, so if you want to open the mausoleum, you must be in a situation where everything is ready.

As for now, don't even think about it.

I thought to myself, it seems that all archaeology is like this. Unlike tomb robbers, violent acquisition, without considering the consequences.

Although he was unwilling, he was helpless, so he had to go home.

"Everyone, since they are all here, why do you have to leave in a hurry, how about we take a look at the tomb of King Tusi?"