"Eat less, you have to work later!"
Dou Sprout swallowed a bowl of instant noodles with chopsticks. He wiped his mouth and said with a smile, "It's manual work! How can I do this if I don't eat enough!"
"Damn it, you almost ate the whole pot!"
I was just about to continue training Bean Sprouts when Brother Yu suddenly slammed his chopsticks on the table! Others also opened the door and rushed out in an instant.
I didn't know why, so I hurriedly chased him out.
"What's wrong, Brother Yu?" I followed him and asked him.
I discovered that Brother Yu’s head still reflected light at night. I saw him frowning, looking around and saying, “It’s strange. I always feel like someone is secretly watching our every move.”
At this time, Dou Sprout came out of the house with a big bowl. He looked around, took a sip of instant noodle soup and then said, "Brother Yu, you have been like this several times. There is no one else here except us."
At this time I closed my eyes and moved my ears back and forth.
Within a hundred meters, I could only hear the rustle of the wind blowing through the grass and leaves.
Brother Yu turned around and said, "Yunfeng, it's strange. Just a while ago, since you and Xiaoxuan left, I can always hear someone's footsteps every now and then, in the middle of the night."
"Then why didn't I hear it?" Dou Sprout said.
Brother Yu complained, "You sleep like a pig every time. You can't even hear the thunder."
Dou Sprout has a big personality and doesn't take anything to heart. But I remembered Brother Yu's words, and I thought, "Could it be a villager in Miao Village who wants to ask for something from us?" Because it has happened before.
This happened more than once. Miao villagers came to ask us for cigarettes and food, and some even tried to steal our things.
At around 11 o'clock, the three of us said hello to the boss and went out with tools and flashlights. Xiaoxuan was clamoring to go, but the three of us didn't take him with us. This is a small job, so many people are needed.
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Burial is the mainstream among the Miao people. In addition, soft burial, cave burial, cliff burial, tree burial, wind burial and water burial are also popular. The only thing that is not very popular is cremation. The hundred-man pit mentioned by Dou Yazai is probably based on the ancient Tang and Song Dynasties.
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Concentrated burial pits.
People here used to be generally poor, but there must be some wealthy people. Our goal is to get some silver jewelry baubles from the Tang and Song Dynasties.
After walking in the mountains for an hour and a half in the middle of the night, Dou Sprout suddenly pointed to a ravine overgrown with weeds and said, "Did you see it? It's right down there!"
I took a look, frowned and said, "The feng shui of this place is so bad, the old Miao people didn't even care about feng shui before."
In my opinion, this small ravine is a typical "three bad places".
According to Feng Shui, if the land is overgrown with weeds, the terrain is collapsed, the two ends are bulging, the earth and rocks are exposed, it does not receive wind, does not store water, and cannot see the light, the ancestors are buried here, and the future generations will definitely not be rich. It is not an exaggeration to say that a person will be poor for ten generations.
Perhaps the only good thing about this small ravine is the so-called "Yin Gathering".
I observed carefully that the cliffs on both sides of the ravine are not vertical and horizontal. In this way, even if the sun rises above the head at ten o'clock at noon, the sunlight will not reach the bottom of the ravine. Needless to say, the environment down there must be very dark and humid.
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"call"
The cigarette butt flew away, I waved and said, "Let's go down and have a look!"
When he went down to the bottom of the ditch with a flashlight, Dou Sprout immediately said, "Hey, it wasn't this cold last time I came here? Why is it so cold? I'm getting goosebumps from the cold."
Brother Yu smiled and said, "Ya Zai, you wore long sleeves last time, but you're wearing short sleeves this time. It's strange that it's not cold."
I held up my flashlight and looked here.
They are all small graves, all covered with grass, almost one next to another.
Some graves have broken monuments in front of them, but most of them have no monuments. The few graves with monuments have traces of fire on the ground.
In addition, I noticed that there were a lot of tattered cloth strips hanging on the crooked-neck trees here. The cloth strips were mainly black in color, with a small amount of white ones. They had been left for too long and had become windy.
It melts and feels like it will break when touched.
"Fengzi, tell me where to start."
I said, "It's the same thing. This thing is purely luck-based, so let's go with that one."
I casually pointed to a deserted tomb with a ruined monument. After all, there was a monument, and the owner might have had a higher status during his lifetime.
There were inscriptions on the remaining stele, but the writing was like tadpole writing, and I couldn't understand what was written. Bean Sprouts spit, took the lead in picking up the shovel and started digging the soil, followed closely by Brother Yu and me.
The loess was thrown to the open space with a spade, and after a while we dug a big hole.
"Wait a minute!"
"What's wrong? Fengzi, you scared me."
I held the shovel and whispered, "Why the hell is there a coffin?"
"This is a grave! Isn't it normal to have a coffin?" Douyazai said.
Now a big pit has been dug. The three of us are standing in the pit, and a dark brown rotten coffin is exposed under my feet.
Dou Sprout doesn't understand, this is not normal, even abnormal!
First of all, this is a single-cavity earth pit tomb. There are no tomb bricks in the tomb chamber. Generally speaking, if you dig directly at the right spot, you will find the bones and scattered daily necessities, such as pottery pots and broken bowls.
Pots and the like are buried directly in the soil.
During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, coffins were almost not used for burials of ethnic minorities in southwest China. Most simply used a straw mat to roll up the body, and tied the mat up and down several times with ropes. People in the industry called this kind of thing "rolled mat corpse"
", some people also call it "Yellow Zongzi".
I thought I would dig up rotten straw mats, but now I saw rotten coffins, so I said it was abnormal! But even if it was abnormal, we still had to open the coffin and have a look. We couldn't go back empty-handed.
As soon as I pried the coffin board, suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky!
Then there was lightning and thunder! Lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating several of our faces.
"Hurry up! We need to backfill later! Damn it, I didn't check the weather forecast when I came out! I need to backfill the soil later!"
It’s raining!” I urged.
After prying open the coffin board, I squatted down and shined a flashlight on it. I was immediately shocked!
What's this?
There is a layer of strange "white hair" growing in the coffin. Under the white hair, there are piles of bones!
Those bones don’t look like human bones at first glance! They look like bones of various animals! One layer of bones presses the other, densely packed!
Upon closer inspection, I found that the white hair on the top seemed to be some kind of hyphae.
"Coffin fungus?"
I was confused and thought, "Why the hell is there white coffin fungus?"
Generally, this kind of coffin fungus is often found in Qing Dynasty tombs in the north, and it is not the kind that is traced, but yellow-brown, the kind that grows in large patches on the coffin board.
The thing in front of me is a bit like the silk spun by silkworms, almost covering the entire inner space of the coffin.
Dou Sprout wanted to reach out, but I quickly stopped him.
"Don't touch it yet, I don't know what this is." I said.
I took out my lighter and lit it, and there was a bang! This strange coffin fungus burned a large area in an instant, and there was a faint smell of burning in the surrounding frown.
I picked it up with a stick, took some of this thing and put it in a plastic bag, ready to go back and ask the knowledgeable leader what this thing was.
Suddenly I felt a chill on my forehead.
It started to rain.
Now we speed up, pick apart these hyphae, and then use shovels to dig at the pile of animal bones to see if we can find any valuable burial objects.
I bit down on the flashlight and pulled it twice, and suddenly I saw a pale, swollen human face exposed under the bones!
It's so scary.
It took me half a minute to recover! After taking a closer look, I immediately cursed!
Why is he here?
It's the corpse of the old Gu King!
This chapter has been completed!