Chapter 40: The coffin of the joint burial

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"Yo, it's fast." The fat man said. The tone was full of mockery.

Lan glanced at the fat man and didn't speak. Suddenly, I let go of my hand, and I was holding the fat man's hand and suddenly struggled, and I almost pulled the fat man down again. The fat man was also taken aback, and hurriedly changed his words: "Okay, okay, even if the fat man said the wrong thing." Pull me up quickly. ”

I glanced at Lan and saw that there was no expression on her face covered in black mud. Or maybe it's blocked by black mud.

After pulling the fat man up from underneath, the fat man patted the dust on his pants and began to look around. I looked at Lan and was about to ask her why she was covered in mud, only to find that she was also looking at me. I was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked down, and then remembered that I was not wearing clothes, so I hurriedly explained: "Oh, accident, accident." What then, you-" Before I could finish speaking, Lan withdrew his gaze and turned away. The words I didn't finish were suffocated again.

"Yo, it seems that my judgment is still correct, the tomb is really on this." The fat man didn't know when he blew up a fire fold, and was squatting on the edge of a huge coffin to study. I walked up to the fat man and found the coffin on a platform four or five meters square. The materials used on this platform are certainly not ordinary, it looks particularly smooth, but there is a particularly stable feeling when you step on it, and it is not as cold to the touch as you imagined. There is a saying that is as warm as jade. That's how it feels. But it doesn't look like jade. Although I haven't studied jade, I've been exposed to it anyway. The platform under your feet, at least it doesn't have the kind of vision of jade.

I turned my head to look at the fat man, and just wanted to ask the fat man what the material of this platform was, but I was poked by the fat man first: "You see, if you have nothing to do, go find the epitaph of the owner of this tomb, don't hinder the fat man's work." ”

"Epitaph?" I was stunned.

"Why, you don't even know what the epitaph is?"

"Fart, the epitaphs are all engraved on the tombstones, where are the tombstones here?"

"So I'm looking for you."

I gave the fat man a blank look, and said to be careful when the corpse in the coffin comes out and bites you, and then walked away.

The size of this burial chamber is somewhat surprising. At least that's what I think. After a rough visual inspection, it was at least 150 square meters up. It seems that the owner of this tomb is still a rich man.

In one corner of the burial chamber are placed a number of vessels. Because they have all been oxidized, I can't tell which metal is made of gold, silver, copper, iron, and aluminum. But I think the probability of gold and silver will be relatively large, but it's really not good, at least it's copper, right?

There was also porcelain on the side of that pile of metal vessels. I'm not an antique dealer, and I don't know much about porcelain, but I just think it's just beautiful. For example, the porcelain bowl that I hold in my hand is a bit like an ashtray (at least I think it looks like an ashtray), I can't tell you how beautiful it is, but it looks quite comfortable at first glance.

Just as I was wondering if I should take the porcelain bowl back to use as an ashtray, the fat man urged me to hurry up and find an epitaph. With a groan, I put the porcelain bowl in my backpack and continued to look for it with a flashlight. During this time, I looked at Lan and saw that she was standing in front of a wall, as if she was looking at something. When I searched the wall where she was standing, I found that there were a lot of words written on this wall. It's just that I was too far away just now, and the light was too dim to notice.

"What is this?" I asked Ran.

"Epitaph."

I was stunned. This wall is almost full of words, roughly estimated to be about three or four thousand words. What is the identity of the owner of this tomb, and there are so many deeds in his life?

"Well, what's written on this? I don't understand. I asked Ran.

"There's a couple buried here. The men are extremely handsome, and the women are glamorous. ”

"Extremely handsome? Is there anyone more handsome than me? Hearing Lan speak, the fat man also came over.

Lan glanced at the fat man, and then looked at the words on the wall: "I don't know many of these words, so I can only pick and say." ”

"Wait a minute, isn't there only one woman buried here?" I asked, and immediately described the dozen or so paintings I had seen in the tombway.

After hearing this, Lan thought for a while, looked at the words on the wall and said: "The woman's husband is the patriarch, and the husband is bound by the clan rules and the pressure of the clan, and he drowns the baby that the woman has just given birth to (that is, the conjoined baby in the painting)" Lang paused for a long time, and seemed to be a little incomprehensible in the next paragraph, so he jumped down and continued: "The man thought that he killed the woman, and coupled with the pain of his premature death, he was so grief-stricken that he committed suicide by taking medicine. And let people bury themselves with the woman and the newborn baby. ”

That's how the story goes. However, as for why men think that they killed women, it is estimated that it is because women see their children being brutally drowned, so they kill themselves. (So men think that if they hadn't killed their children, women wouldn't have died.) I guess that's how it should be. But speculation is speculation after all, and I don't know if it's accurate or not, maybe there are other reasons.

"That's it?" The fat man opened his mouth as if to say something, and finally asked.

I saw that Lan didn't speak, and then nodded to the fat man, indicating that it should be like this.

"Oh-" The fat man walked back to the coffin with a long voice: "The coffin of the family's joint burial, no wonder it is so big." With that, he took out a crowbar from his backpack.

As soon as I saw it, I hurriedly went over to stop the fat man: "What the are you doing?" ”

The fat man looked right: "Open the coffin." ”

"A family of three can't get together before they die, and you don't want them to live in peace when they die?"

The fat man looked at me with a frown: "We're here to fight upside down - archaeological excavations still have to open the coffin to get the corpse out, why don't you say it?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and the fat man said again: "Don't worry, the fat man and I have a way to steal, I only take things, and I won't destroy their eternal sleep." Seeing that I was not at ease, the fat man stretched out four fingers and said: "Fat man, I swear with the refrigerator at home, if I tell a lie, let the refrigerator leave me forever." ”

I mean, you're a swear? The fat man said with a serious face, you don't understand the world of fat people.

I shook my head, and said to myself that I really don't understand.

The fat man saw that my face had softened, so he handed me a crowbar and asked me to help him lift the lid of the coffin first.

I turned to look at Lan and saw that she wasn't looking at us, but looking at the wall as if she was thinking something. I thought she was still studying the words she hadn't understood, so I withdrew my gaze and walked over to the coffin to open it with the fat man.

The crowbar was inserted into the gap in the coffin, and when he was about to exert his strength, the fat man suddenly stopped, and then looked at me.

"What for?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man frowned slightly, and said, "Remember the lesson on the wooden building, and don't breathe into the corpse later." ”

My heart said that I depended, but if you don't say it, I really forgot. So he nodded.

The fat man also nodded and said, "I'll count one, two, three." One, two, three! ”

When the fat man counted to three, I pressed down the crowbar with him. However, the weight of the coffin was so amazing that I was almost hanging on the crowbar, and the lid of the coffin was still not moving.

"This fucking lid can't be glued, is it?" I asked the fat man. The fat man on the other side blushed and was about to hang on the crowbar.

The fat man shook his head and didn't speak, I just wanted to say that we should rest and pry again. Before I could say anything, I heard two crunch sounds, and the force from the crowbar suddenly disappeared, and then I sat on the ground and rolled backwards.

I thought it was a broken crowbar, and I said that this coffin was very awesome, and the steel bars couldn't be pried. But if you look closely at the crowbar in your hand, you can find that it is not broken. Could it be that the coffin was pried open? Thinking about it, I got up and went over to see.

At this time, the fat man also got up, and he was one step ahead of me, and he was already on the edge of the coffin.

"Here, lift the lid. I want to see what a handsome person looks like who is more handsome than the fat man. The fat man said to me.