Because there were so many gold and silver treasures in this tomb that everyone was dazzled, our attention was all attracted by these treasures, and many details were not discovered.

For example, there is a corpse lying in the corner of this burial chamber.

If I hadn't deliberately searched for it, it wouldn't have been easy to see.

The moment I saw the corpse, I was startled, because when I looked at it, I thought it was someone sleeping on a pile of broken porcelain.

"There's a dead man here!" I hurriedly shouted.

While shouting, he looked carefully, and saw that this man was in his early twenties, dressed like the mouse who died in front of the tomb beast, and was also dressed as a standard tomb robber.

And when I went to check the cause of the mouse's death, I was stunned.

Because I could clearly see that there was a shiny bronze dagger stuck in his throat!

Bronze throwing knives!

The bronze flying knife of the white-clothed fairy girl!

At the same time, it is also a bronze throwing knife that brutally executed Aunt Mei on a stool!

I hurriedly took a deep breath and said loudly, "It's the fairy girl in white!" It's the flying knife of the white-clothed fairy, and the white-clothed fairy-gu is also in this tomb, we didn't look for the wrong place! We've come to the right place! ”

When Uncle Mei heard this, he hurried over in three steps and two steps.

"What? Let me see! Is it really the flying knife of the fairy girl in white? ”

I pointed to the rat's throat and said, "Uncle, look, is this death exactly the same as the death method of the earth dog under the king's treasurer's hand?" ”

Uncle Mei glanced at it and immediately nodded: "That's right, it's the fairy girl in white, that girl is really here, so An An should also be in this Ming tomb!" ”

"Hmm." I say for sure.

At this time, Jiang Yongguang, Lao Wei, and Xiao Liang also came over, Jiang Yongguang squatted down and carefully examined the body of this mouse, and said: "He has almost no traces of resistance, he should have been killed by a flying knife, and after death, his body leaned back by inertia and smashed this stall of porcelain." ”

Lao Wei was shocked when he heard this, and said: "Good guy, the flying knife kills with one blow, and it hits the throat, the person who made the knife has a bit of kung fu!" ”

"Yes." I said in a deep voice, "This white-clothed fairy girl should have a national art inheritance, a flying knife in one hand is superb, when she was in the ancient Shu tomb of Yazihe, the leg under the hand of the shopkeeper Wang was killed by her knife, and she didn't even have a chance to react." ”

Uncle Mei kindly reminded: "You must be careful, don't follow the way of this white-clothed fairy girl!" ”

Lao Wei smiled faintly, patted his waist confidently, and said, "Don't worry, we all came down with guys, no matter how fast the flying knife is, how fast is the bullet?" ”

That's true.

Although the white-clothed fairy girl's flying knife is very accurate, it is not as good as a gun in terms of range and accuracy.

Frontal conflict, filial piety to defend them is not false at all.

Just as Jiang Yongguang was checking the corpse of the mouse, a filial piety guard in the southwest corner of the tomb shouted: "Dayong, there is another mouse's corpse here, which was also hit in the throat by a flying knife and fell straight down, and when he struggled before death, he broke a lot of burial goods. ”

We quickly turned to look, only to see that there was still a corpse on the other side of the tomb.

The rat was a little older, bald on the top of his head, and looked to be about forty or fifty years old, and he died exactly the same as his accomplices, who were also killed by a blow from a throwing knife.

Jiang Yongguang couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "What a fierce woman! What a ruthless method! ”

Lao Wei said in a deep voice: "Aren't tomb robbers like this, you kill me, I will kill you, there is no humanity at all." ”

At this time, Xiao Liang couldn't help but ask, "But why did the white-clothed fairy girl appear here?" Isn't this a Ming tomb? She should go to the ancient Shu tomb to find the ancient Shu jade Jane, how can she have the leisure to come to the Ming tomb? ”

I immediately said: "I always feel that there is a connection between this Ming tomb and the ancient Shu tomb, Officer Jiang, which big man in the Ming Dynasty is this tomb, can you deduce it?" ”

Jiang Yongguang shook his head and said: "Based on the current clues, I will definitely not be able to deduce, but I can at least be sure that this will never be Liu Bowen's tomb." ”

"Why? Because the history books record that Liu Bowen was buried in Jiangnan? I asked.

"It's not." Jiang Yongguang pointed to the gold ingots in the vermilion lacquer box and said, "Because these gold ingots were cast in the seventh year of Yongle, and Liu Bowen has been dead for more than thirty years in the seventh year of Yongle, how can the gold ingots cast at this time appear in his tomb?" ”

"I see." After listening to this, I suddenly realized and said, "In other words, no matter who the owner of this mausoleum is, he is the one who died seven years after Yongle, otherwise it is impossible to use these gold ingots as burial goods." ”

"That's what it means." Jiang Yongguang nodded.

"That means that the person who built the lock dragon well is not Liu Bowen, but a figure who died seven years after Yongle." I asked again.

"Yes." Jiang Yongguang once again affirmed.

Hearing the discussion between the two of us, Xiao Liang suddenly asked, "By the way, when did Yao Guangxiao die?" ”

Jiang Yongguang squinted his eyes and thought about it, then frowned and said, "I really don't know this." ”

Lao Wei on the side immediately replied: "Yao Guangxiao died in the sixteenth year of Yongle. In his later years, he was commissioned to compile the Yongle Canon, and he died ten years after the Yongle Canon was written, and I remember that the Yongle Canon was written in the sixth year of Yongle, from which it can be inferred that Yao Guangxiao died in the sixteenth year of Yongle. ”

Xiao Liang analyzed: "The gold ingots in the tomb were cast in the seventh year of Yongle, and Yao Guangxiao compiled and completed the Yongle Ceremony in the sixth year of Yongle, so the emperor Zhu Di at that time is likely to cast a batch of gold ingots to him in the second year, that is, in the seventh year of Yongle, to show recognition, isn't it?" ”

Hearing this, we all nodded our heads.

This explanation makes sense!

Could it be that the owner of this mausoleum is not Liu Bowen, but another feng shui master who is proficient in building the lock dragon well - Yao Guangxiao?

But soon Jiang Yongguang shook his head and said: "No, Yao Guangxiao can't be buried in Mamuhe, his tomb is located in Fangshan Changle Temple Village, the southwest suburb of Beijing, and now there is Yao Guangxiao's tomb tower there, an important person like him will definitely be buried in the capital after death, how could Zhu Di allow him to die in a foreign land and be buried in Sichuan?" ”

A few of us discussed word by word, and before we knew it, we chatted for a few minutes.

At this time, Uncle Mei, who was standing next to him, pointed to the coffin on the stone bed in the center of the tomb and said, "I said, isn't the coffin of the owner of the tomb placed there?" Whose tomb is this, let's just take a look at it? ”

A sentence that woke up the dreamer, as soon as Uncle Mei's words came out, we all slapped our heads!

"The third brother is right! The coffin of the owner of the tomb is in front of us, why do we bother to discuss his identity? Wouldn't it be better to know it all at a glance? What a waste of time. ”

Jiang Yongguang said with a smile and a smile, and as he spoke, he walked towards the position of the coffin.

Xiao Liang and Lao Wei and I also followed.

However, when we reached the coffin, everyone was stunned again.

"it!"

Jiang Yongguang glanced into the coffin and couldn't help but exclaim,

"That's a bit unexpected!"