"Zongzi?"

I was startled by these two words.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier in the middle of the night, and the rain was pouring on my head, but I couldn't react.

A thunder exploded with a click!

"no."

I wiped my face and said, "Mr. Li, is the rice dumpling you mentioned the rice dumpling we eat? Or is the rice dumpling in the coffin?"

"It's a hairy rice dumpling." The old man said lightly.

I looked down at the weeds and loess under my feet, thinking to myself what is a hairy rice dumpling? I haven't heard of it.

At this time, Xiaoxuan leaned over and grabbed me and asked quietly: "Yunfeng, are there really zongzi here? I'm a little scared."

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Anyone who works in tomb robbers or archaeological teams has heard of the word "zongzi".

There are three main types of zongzi we are talking about, namely "wet zongzi", "mold zongzi", and "salty zongzi".

Let me tell you what zongzi is.

It does not mean that the zongzi will move or run away. Mawangdui Xinzhui and the Han Dynasty female corpse Ling Huiping are wet zongzi, which means that the skin is elastic, and the fingers can rebound when pressed down. There is moisture in the body, and the upper body is not very sticky.

The corpse is sticky and not too long, just like the rice dumplings eaten on the Dragon Boat Festival. Think about it, after peeling the rice dumpling leaves, the rice inside is sticky and not too long. Is it sticky to teeth or threading? That's the feeling.

Ling Huiping's female corpse was covered with coffin liquid. The archaeological team took out layers and peeled off more than a dozen layers of wrapped silk.

This is amazing, she is a big beauty!

A melon-shaped face, a straight nose, lifelike double eyelids, and a seductive and charming cherry mouth.

Until now, she is a natural internet celebrity face, she is just a wet rice dumpling. If you are interested, you can go online to find pictures to see what Ling Huiping has just been unearthed.

The last time "mold rice dumplings" appeared in the late Qing Dynasty.

Sun Dianying went to rob the tomb and buried five corpses in the underground palace, one of which became a "mold rice dumpling". The corpse was not rotten, and the body was covered with large areas of "hard mold spots". Some people said it was poisonous, and anyone who touched it would also have mold spots.

The archaeological team said that the deceased had a history of gastrointestinal diseases for more than ten years before his death, which later turned into colon cancer. He has been taking some earthy herbs all year round and growing mold spots after death.

There is also a "salty zongzi", which I have never seen before. He said that he had seen it once, and Master Yao met more in Inner Mongolia. Among them, Master Yao even saw the higher level of salty zongzi, which is called "Emperor (ba).

It is said that the Inner Mongolia area used to belong to the Liao Kingdom. The Khitans had the habit of pickling meat and fish all year round. They were inspired by the pickling. When dealing with the corpse, they would cut open their belly, remove internal organs, drain away the water, and then use coarse salt with spices to marinate them thoroughly to make "salty corpses".

Nearly 60 kilograms of coarse salt to pickle a person, so it is very, very salty!

Let me give you an example. If you bite a bite of a salted corpse, you can eat two buns without any problem.

The book "Facts of the Lie Court" by the Song Dynasty said: "If a wealthy family has a dead person, the blade will be used to break the abdomen and cleanse the stomach and intestines. In fact, it will use fragrant medicine, salt and alum to make salty corpses, which can last for thousands of years.

There are levels of practice in the Liao Kingdom. The highest level is the corpse of the emperor, and that thing is called "Emperor".

These are some of the things I know. I was puzzled and asked the old man what "mao Zongzi" was.

Under the persimmon tree, the paper money was almost burned, and there was still a little left that had been completely wet by the rain and could not be lit.

The old man stood up and his face showed his lonely expression.

He said: "Xiao Xiang, you are still too young. There are still many things you have never seen in the world. If you keep doing this, you will know when you get older."

He turned to Li Yuanbao again and said, "Xiaobao, I think the rain won't stop tonight. Your parents know that you have gotten married today. You and Xiaoxia go back. Xiaoxiang, you can go together."

Li Yuanbao looked surprised and asked with an umbrella, "Grandpa, aren't you going back with us?"

"No." The old man smiled and said, "Today's day is special. I'll stay here to spend more time with them. You can just come and pick me up at dawn."

"Oh... well."

Li Yuanbao didn't dare to disobey, so he picked up the empty basket and asked us to go down the mountain.

When we went out, we didn't expect it would rain so hard, so we only brought an umbrella and not a raincoat.

It was nothing to do with riding an umbrella on a motorcycle. After being soaked in a chicken, Xiaoxuan simply put away the umbrella.

It was pouring rain, and it was rushing.

"Slow down! Slow down!"

"Yunfeng, please wait! You can't see the road!" Xiaoxuan hugged my waist and exclaimed in fear.

I rode a motorcycle and said, "Don't worry, I can't drive, but I'm a professional motorcycle and I can't fall you."

It’s not that I’m bragging, I can ride a motorcycle skill, and I can drift, and I can ride it on a bad mountain road.

The road was bumpy, the clothes were soaked and the feeling was soft.

I was watching the road attentively, and suddenly I felt a pain!

I stepped on the brakes with both feet in pain!

"You're going crazy! What are you doing!"

Xiaoxuan wiped her face and said, "I heard that there were zongzi just now, and I was scared."

"What are you afraid of you for catching me?"

Xiaoxuan said again: "Take a bird's nest."

"But don't make a fuss. It's so rainy, how dangerous is it to ride a bike just now? I almost hit a tree."

Xiaoxuan nodded repeatedly and said she would not play anymore.

I went back for more than 12 years and left my head alone.

He quietly pushed the door and went in. The west room was dark and huh, probably Douyazai and Yu Ge had already fallen asleep.

"Take me a dry towel."

"Give."

I used a towel to dry my hair, and then washed it briefly and changed my clothes.

Without turning on the light, I sat in the chair and smoked, thinking about things.

The rainfall was getting lower when the surface on the wall reached 1:30.

"Yunfeng, how do you see me wearing this one?"

I looked up and said, "I can't see it, it's dark."

"call..."

When I pressed out the cigarette butt, the more I thought about it, I felt something was wrong. I opened the cabinet and found the raincoat.

"You're going out? Where are you going?"

"I'll come back soon and go to the toilet. It's very late. You can rest quickly."

I brought it to the door and came out to approve the raincoat. I kicked the motorcycle.

I always feel something is wrong.

In addition, I actually have a bad habit.

I like to follow others.

I rode my bike back the same way, parked the car at the place, and went up the mountain with a flashlight.

Going up the mountain, passing through the woods with memory.

I quickly turned off the flashlight.

There are several flashlights shaking around in the crooked persimmon tree, and you can see a few black shadows.

"As sure... I knew there was something wrong..."

I muttered in my heart, and I leaned forward with my waist, finally hid behind a big tree, and looked out.

"Kneel down!"

"Master! Master Li, I was wrong! You can let me go!"

Two people were kneeling on the ground, one of whom lowered his head and kept begging for mercy loudly. Next to the two, there were several people surrounding them, holding shovels and iron sticks.

The old man said with a cold face: "Do it, kill it."

The man kneeled on the ground and stood up and wanted to run away.

Just a bang!

Someone took the steel pipe from behind and swung him directly on the back of his head!

I was behind the big tree, and I could hear the sound of knocking on this stick very clearly. You can imagine how strong the force is.

The man was like mud, with a thud of face down and fell straight down.

The man raised his hand and wiped the blood that splashed on his face, and said with a smile: "Master Li, then I'll go and bury it."

"Buried."

The old man waved his hand with a calm face.
To be continued...