Daomu Biji

The size and scale of the stone room are very ordinary, without any polishing or relief. I obviously found that the first reaction of my flashlight was to find a channel that could continue to move forward, while the fat flashlight was looking at things inside.

Surrounded by wooden boxes, I thought it was a short coffin if I didn't look carefully! In the middle of these boxes, there is a coffin. This coffin looks particularly strange-not as it is, but as if it should not be placed here.

The boxes around were very messy. It felt like someone had moved the boxes and then made a place to put the coffin here. The problem is that the coffin was not even placed properly, and was laid obliquely.

The fat man was particularly interested in the box. He kept telling me to look at a box, but it was firmly stopped by me. We came to the edge of the coffin and saw a lot of strange tools that had been rusted beside the coffin, but at a glance we knew it was a modern tool.

"Someone has been here, but they are not younger brothers. They seem to have been there a long time ago." The fat man kicked a few tools. I looked at the tools and found that the small accessories used to make the stand, lift, slide, and upper shoulder seemed to be used to transport the coffin.

"It should be from the archaeological team at the end of the 1970s. It seems that the coffin was lifted from where they came from."

The fat man picked up a small part from the ground and blew, saying, "Do they want to transport this coffin out?"

I set my sights on the coffin.

The coffin is made of wood, and the four corners are covered with iron sheet to protect it. The coffin was not opened, and was left almost intact there.

"Why?" I said, "This coffin is not very eye-catching, and they did not ship it out!"

"Don't say, don't guess what the archaeological team's mind is, it's hard to make a guess." Fatty said, "Don't care, go on, God will let you know, you will know. If we can know this Where did the coffin come from? This clue can be a little more. "

"Wait!" I said. I suddenly saw a strange phenomenon on the face of the coffin. "Where have you seen the pattern of this coffin?"

"Where have you seen it?" The fat man was puzzled.

I said: "We are upstairs, and the same pattern on the coffin we saw in Zhang Qiling's tomb. Will this be the same generation of Zhang Qiling?"

"If it's here, it's Zhang Qiling from the first generation." Fatty said. After he looked at me, he grabbed my hand and said, "Wait, naive, I have a few words to say remind you."

"what?"

"Will this coffin be transported from the ancient tomb by the archaeological team, and it may be Zhang Qiling from the first generation? If so, do you think, inside this coffin, will there be any key secrets? Of course , All this is just my guess, but, think about your past entanglement, things have reached this point, we go out, and will never come in again. I stand on your stand and consider for you, do you want to open Have a look at this coffin? "

"You want to open it yourself?" I asked him.

The fat man shook his head very seriously: "No, I just want to go out safely now. I think of the days you used to be, maybe the answer is in this coffin. I knew it when I opened it, naive, and it opened in three minutes, since you I want to know, you should try it. "

I looked at his expression and realized that he didn't seem to be kidding. However, everything he said was indeed correct, and the speculation was reasonable.

"You are right." I looked at the top of my head, and there seemed to be no movement, just said, "Damn, fuck, open it."

It is a hassle to pry the coffin when there are no tools. We took out the iron thorns and found that the top of this wooden coffin was so tight that it could not be found even in the gap. Finally, the fat man's eyes were sharp, and he looked down and said, "The reversal is reversed! The coffin is placed reversely. Ah, they really don't respect people!"

I looked down—sure enough, the coffin was poured down one by one. Because it's a square coffin, it's not surprising how to put it.

I drew a comparison with the fat man and found that with the physical strength of the two of us, it was impossible to turn the coffin over. At this angle, it is impossible to pry open the coffin lid. The fat man said, no matter, make a hole from the back of the butt, and pierce the bottom of the coffin again!

We used iron thorns as hammers and beat them little by little. The fat man may be ruthless in order to follow the three-minute agreement he said. Soon he smashed a crack in the bottom of the coffin. If there is a crack, it is easier to handle. We inserted the iron thorn into it and pried it. After a while, we made a crack in the bottom of the coffin with a long arm and a wide Coke bottle.

The fat man stirred the iron thorn into the crack, and I said, "Put everything in it aside. I want to look at the genealogy behind the coffin lid." The fat man said, "If you dial one side, you can't do it. ! "

The fat man really can pull the sheep. I was lazy to deal with him, let him fast, and put his hand directly into the coffin, and soon he caught something and pulled it out at once. Only halfway through, the fat man shouted.

What he pulled out turned out to be a wet corpse's hand.

"Don't be surprised, you haven't seen it!" I said.

"Not this, look at your fingers," he said.

I saw that all fingers on this hand were wearing rings. The ring glowed with a very strange light, not like a gem or metal. And the shape of the ring is very strange-with a glance, I know that it is definitely not the style of the Central Plains. It is probably from the Western Region, or even something from Nepal at that time.

The wet corpse ’s fingernails are very long, but it does not seem to be dangerous. The fat man took the rings down one by one and directly rushed into his pocket. He said, "I was taken aback by this hand. I thought the Zhang family was a particularly simple and low-key ethnic group. Like a younger brother, all he needed to do was to **** the wind and drink every day. "

I said to myself, it ’s expensive to feed my brother! Such a big man, even if he calls the public security bureau to report the disappearance, the telephone charges are much higher than a few antiques. Our brother and I are friends-I have heard from others that the price of the dumb Zhangjia Lama is too high to scare people, and the appearance fee must be higher than Jay Chou, although he will not sing a song.

He took down the last ring before handing it to me: "Come, naive, look, just estimate."

"Aren't you saying that you are not rich?"

"I didn't say, I said you should open it, but I didn't say that I wouldn't let the sheep go hand in hand. Open a coffin for three minutes, and let the sheep take a few seconds, it won't delay you."

I glanced at it. It was a jade ring, the value of which could not be estimated. Just said: "Wandering between garbage and national treasure. Go back and ask you, you should continue now."

"You don't have to say it," Fatty said, and took the wet corpse's hand directly, pulling the whole body out of the coffin little by little. When the corpse's head was pulled out of the crack, I could not help but take a breath.

"This corpse's hair is so long?" I said. The corpse's hair was long enough to wrap many parts of the corpse.

The fat man took a deep breath, pretending to be calm and authentic: "The ancients had very long hair, the so-called long hair fluttering, and the shawls. You haven't seen many ancient dramas. The prisoners are all in the shawls, and they can all be advertised on the sand. "

I shook my head and said softly: "But it is not so long. This hair is so long that you don't have to trouble others, and skipping rope is probably enough."

The fat man said: "After many people die, their hair will grow for a long time, which is not surprising."

I said in my heart how it is possible, with the length of this hair, it must have been hundreds of years old, all of them have grown into kelp! But I didn't want to think about it, and said, "Yes, leave it alone, hurry up!"

The fat man first touched the corpse with an iron thorn, and found no signs of corpse change, so he searched the whole body directly. When I found out that there was nothing else, I threw it aside. After the body fell to the ground, it seemed to be oxidized and fell directly into a few pieces-it had already shrunk so much that it had fallen into a mess.

I said it was too disrespectful and apologized immediately. The fat man ignored it completely and said, "The corpse that will not turn into a corpse is not a good corpse. There is no need for taboos for this kind of non-progressive person."

"This is the ancestor of the Zhang family after all." I said.

"Less nonsense, did you find what you were looking for?" The fat man asked me.

But at this time, I found something wrong. I pulled the fat man and said in horror: "Fuck! How is the liquid inside this corpse green? Is it Miloot's body?" , Can't see what it looked like when it was originally worn. There was liquid flowing out of it, so green. The hair covered almost all parts, and only the open mouth on the face could be seen. There was quite a lot of liquid in the shattered corpse, which kept spreading on the stone slab.

It was the first time I saw such a situation, and I was sweating. The fat man said, "It doesn't make sense! The body is a wet body. All body fluids should be mixed with the liquid in the coffin. Where did these green liquids come from?"

"In the bone." I said, "There is green liquid in the bone-maybe in the bone marrow."

But what makes me strange is that a fat man like a stingy man is obviously uncomfortable, and the person shrinks back. The arrogant arrogance just now disappeared.

I shot the fat man and said, "Would you like to give me an explanation, or give me a suggestion-what should we do now?"

The fat man said: "Don't joke, it's not a time to joke. I remembered a bad look back!"

I asked, "What is the past? Is this your old lover?"

"Your old lovers are like this, and your whole family's old lovers are like this!" Fatty said, "I have a very good friend who died exactly like this corpse."

The fat man pressed the chest of the corpse with an iron stab, and tried to pick out the hair on the corpse—a collar appeared in front of us.

"Sure enough." The fat man said.

"With farts, let's have a business!"

"This person died of very serious corpse poison. The ancestor of this family must have died very badly. It should have been alive after drinking Chinese medicine. There are signs of corpse change after death. This green body fluid should be It was caused by corpse poison entering the bone, because it was alive into the dead, and there was cartilage at the time, so these body fluids were sealed in the bone marrow. "The fat man said," I have only seen this neck ring once to prevent the corpse from changing You see, there are many ancient jade on it. "

"Is there any danger now?" I asked.

The fat man shook his head: "No. It shouldn't be. It's all like that. Even if the dumplings are also disabled dumplings, we don't need to be afraid. It's just that I'm afraid that these things are poisonous. If you inhale more into the nasal cavity, it will be trouble. If it is damaged, it is easy to have an accident. However, it seems that this is definitely not the first generation of Zhang Qiling. "

"Why do you say that?"

"He has no blood, Zhang Qiling will not be poisoned by corpses."

"So why is the pattern on his coffin the same as that on Zhang Qiling's coffin?" I asked.

The fat man said: "Maybe the pattern does not mark identity, but marks him as an accident."

This can no longer be judged, and no one knows the situation at that time.

I looked around—on the way we came in, no traces of handling were found. The coffin must have been transported from inside. They transported the coffin from the inside and placed it indiscriminately. This project is quite huge and consumes a lot of energy. If this thing is really not important, why should they spend so much effort to lift out something that does not seem particularly important?

"Naive!" The fat man called me behind me. I turned around and said, "Why?"

"I'm wrong." Fatty said, "This thing is still dangerous." I turned around and saw that the corpse on the ground had grown black hair, and at first glance it looked like a big hedgehog.