The fat man also seemed to feel inappropriate, and he urged Professor Li to say, "When the army digs up the tomb, there will be time for you to study." Let's go. ”

Shirley Yang stared at the stripes on the ground for a long time, and when I asked her if she had found anything, she shook her head and said, "I have never seen this kind of tomb painting, it is more like a sign than a painting, but unfortunately I have not studied the pre-Qin culture, and I can't say why." But I always feel that the craftsmen who painted these marks back then wanted to tell something to future generations. ”

"It doesn't make sense," I said, looking at the red and white stripes that meander all the way, "The tomb is a yin house for the past to live, and no one wants their ancestors to be disturbed, so why deliberately leave a sign for future generations, do you still want someone to rob the tomb all day long?" ”

"I don't think it's necessarily a warning for grave robbers. If you think about it, the burial pit is a public terrace for worship, and perhaps the person who built the burial chamber left these signals in the hope that future generations would always come to worship. Just because we can't understand doesn't mean they don't understand either. It's a pity that just a few of us can't decipher the meaning of it now. ”

Red and white play an incomparable role in the Chinese tradition, red is joy, white is mourning. There are two kinds of funerals: joy and mourning. The former is mostly happy because the deceased is dying, which is a happy event in the traditional concept; And crying is mostly because the mourner died early, died in an accident or died of illness. Seeing red and white appear in the tomb at the same time is not a good thing. I told everyone to be vigilant, to stop paying attention to the markings on the ground, and to concentrate on going out of this stone path. Professor Li attached great importance to this discovery, and did not forget to take out the work diary and write two strokes before leaving.

A group of four of us walked cautiously along the stone path, the only light source in the darkness was the flashlight in our hands, but unfortunately the range of light was limited, the world beyond ten steps was always shrouded in darkness, in such a deep environment, except for the footsteps of a few of us, there was a dead silence all around, and it was always as if something was going to come out of the darkness. As I walked, I tripped over something and almost fell. When I looked at it, it was a young man I had never met before, and he was lying half-leaning on the edge of the wall, and I only looked at the road ahead of me and did not notice my feet, so I collided with him. The man was dressed in the team's overalls, and his whole body was limp and huddled in the corner.

"Dead?" The fat man stepped forward with a flashlight and kicked him twice, and the man collapsed to the ground. The fat man stuck his tongue out at me, "It's really dead." Look at the clothes is Captain Jiang's person. ”

Professor Li was not afraid of the dead, he crouched down and tried to help the man up, but as soon as he touched the corpse, he immediately froze.

"I know this man, he is a transcriber in the museum, and his father is a money worker in the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and we met a few years ago...... Good boy, do iniquity! This is iniquity. ”

The death of an acquaintance made Professor Li grieving and indignant. But for me, the cause of this comrade Xiao Qian's death is more important than anything else. Hao Duanduan died alone in the tomb, and there were no skin injuries on his body, how can people feel at ease if this matter is not investigated.

"Isn't there another one, let's look for it, maybe there will be salvation." Shirley Yang's words woke up the dreamer. I beckoned the fat man and Professor Li to go to the front to find someone, and then helped Xiao Qian's body up again, wanting to check if there were any fatal injuries.

Shirley Young was holding the lamp for me, and although it was not the first time I had seen a dead man, I couldn't help but feel furious in my heart when I faced such a strange corpse in the tomb. If it's an ancient corpse, forget it, it's a big deal to smash it with a shovel. But this guy was just like us a few hours ago, he was a big living person, and he looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and it was really sorry for him that such a young life had passed away before his eyes.

"There are no corpse spots, the joints are still soft, and I just died. Lao Hu, you check his head again to see if there are any wounds. ”

I pillowed on the corpse's neck with one hand and lifted his neck with the other, trying to see if there was a wound on the back of my head, but Xiao Qian's slightly closed mouth suddenly opened, and I hurriedly threw down the corpse on my scalp. Shirley Yang also seemed to see the sight of the dead body opening its mouth, and pulled out the dagger with a backhand.

"Lao Hu, what's wrong with you over there?" The fat man heard the noise and immediately ran towards us. I'm not sure if the scene was a hallucination, Xiao Qian's body was lying quietly on the ground, with his back facing the sky.

I asked Shirley Young, "Did you see that too?" ”

She nodded affirmatively and said, "I did move just now." ”

The fat man exclaimed: "Deceived the corpse? Get on the shovel! What are you waiting for? ”

I grabbed the screw shovel and picked out the corpse, trying to make sure again if Xiao Qian's corpse had changed, but as soon as his face was turned over, I saw a small, black thing - pop - fall out of his mouth.

A gadget fell out of Xiao Qian's corpse, and I rushed forward and trampled it under my feet. The fat man pushed me: "What are you stepping on, what if it's a baby." ”

I said, "You just remembered the little money when he died,9 and that's not necessarily a good thing." I lifted my feet and squatted down with the two of them. The fat man rubbed his eyes: "What is this?" It's black and not slippery, like a piece of wood. ”

I fiddled around with it a few times, and found that it was really a small piece of wood, and looked back at Xiao Qian's corpse, full of confusion. Shirley Yang broke Xiao Qian's mouth and pulled out several pieces of broken wood. I wondered if this unfortunate boy was starving to death, otherwise how could he have gnawed so much wood.

The fat man sighed: "It won't be a death standing, right?" He didn't stay underground for a few days, so he wouldn't be so hungry! ”

I pressed Xiao Qian down his throat again, and sure enough, he choked on a large hard object. "You help me untie his clothes." We worked together to remove Xiao Qian's coat, and there was a huge belly hidden under the gray overalls, and I don't know what he had swallowed before he died, his round belly was almost bursting, the green tendons on his stomach were exposed, and large pieces of ruptured capillaries left stasis red spots on his belly. Such a death made people feel terrified, and the fat man raised his hand and pressed the corpse's abdomen: "It's as hard as a stone, how much food does this have to eat?" ”

"Instead of saying how much he ate, ask him what he ate." Shirley Yang put his overalls back on the corpse, "What did you and Professor Li find?" ”

The fat man shook his head: "As soon as I heard your screams, I ran back, and Lao Li was still ahead." He glanced at Xiao Qian's corpse and said, "I think the rest of it hangs too, it's fucking weird." I haven't heard of anyone being strangled to death in the tomb. What do you say there is to gnaw on wood? ”

I collected some scattered sawdust and put them in my coat pocket, thinking that I could hand them over to Captain Jiang when I went out, and whether or not I could detect something, it would be an explanation. You can't let other people's children die for no reason, and as a result, there is no cause of death.

At this time, Professor Li ran from the front panting, with a rare excitement on his face, and immediately shouted when he saw us: "Quick, there is a discovery ahead." Coffins, there are coffins! ”