The Lost Trail of Guide Chapter 2 Forced by the situation and out of face
The two Feng brothers have a keen eye. They can tell at a glance what kind of rammed earth and soil color they will be, and what kind of structure and shape the tomb will have.
The two dug out crimson soil and took a closer look.
"Huh? Is the earth color darker, or is it the color of blood?" Feng Er frowned at first, then moved his eyes to the excavated roof bricks of the tomb.
Feng Qing looked at it and said angrily: "Second brother, you are going to get into trouble now. I told you not to touch the things belonging to your ancestors, but you didn't listen. The things underneath are definitely not good."
Stubble.”
Daxingzi and Erlin put down their tools, climbed up from the pit, stood next to the Feng brothers, and looked down.
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The economic depression of those two years really made people afraid of poverty. If the Feng family hadn't relied on the wealth left by their ancestors, they would have starved to death on the streets.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the country was in crisis, and villains emerged in various places. Under internal and external troubles, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the Boxer Rebellion, and the invasion of Western powers, the economic benefits of the antique market were really empty, and the trading of antique artifacts was even worse.
In this day and age, whoever has a gun in his hand is the king, and the stolen weapons will eventually fall under the barrel of the gun.
In just two years, the antique market has recovered, and this item can be exchanged for two copper coins. How can the Feng family live alone with a large family?
When Erlinzi saw that the roof of the underground tomb had been dug out, his eyes immediately turned red. He wished he could immediately pry off the bricks on the roof of the tomb, touch the treasure inside, exchange money for a delicious meal, and then sleep with a girl in his arms all night.
Isn’t it wonderful?
"I said, sir, there really is a tomb in this place, but we were all beaten up, and we didn't even let the bricks on the top of the tomb be pried off. Why are you putting this thing in front of us? Why do you two look so cowardly?"
As Lin said this, he wanted to jump back and pry off the bricks on the top of the tomb, but Feng Qing stepped in front of him and stopped him.
Feng Qing gave Er Lin a cold look and said: "You really want money rather than life. The dark blood soil layer is a taboo for filling. Do you know what is buried underneath?"
"Uncle, no matter what is buried, the duck you got will never fly. The thief will not escape. You know this better than me."
Feng Er suddenly asked: "My ancestor of the Feng family was the Guanshan Taibao of the Ming Dynasty. I have never seen any storms. It's okay to deceive children with this kind of scaring thing. I don't want to continue those hard days."
Whether to go back and continue to eat bran-thick vegetables until death, or whether to eat delicacies from mountains and seas, I have all thought about it."
"Second Master, I did it." Er Linzi explained straightforwardly.
Daxingzi looked at Uncle Feng and said nothing, as if waiting for Uncle Feng's instructions.
Feng Qing looked up at the sky, sighed, gritted his teeth and said, "Man will die for money, and birds will die for food. It doesn't matter, if you don't have money, you will die. Maybe some ancestors will take pity on you? This underground place
Even if it’s really something, I’ll admit it.”
At this moment, years of poverty and poverty have once again occupied the top of his mind. Feng Qing is no longer taboo about the idea that there will be corpses under the red soil. The worst he can do is take the money and leave. There is really nothing he can do. He also bought it from an arms dealer.
It doesn't matter what's underneath the inferior explosive. As long as there is a little explosive, it will turn into a pile of loess in a few seconds.
Feng Qing thought that this place was written in the "Eight Sentences on Broken Mountain" in the ancestral hall archives of his ancestors. Without any reason, he would not write down such a place casually. There must be some reason for it, and at the same time, there must be some intention.
With a hint of luck, the ancestors might have really considered the current situation of the Feng family and left a sum of money here specially?
They just did what they said. The four of them were all experts. They jumped into the pit and pried out the green bricks on the top of the tomb, creating a hole that could allow one person to pass through.
Feng Qing first threw a fire stick down and lit up an area. After it was fully burned and there was no problem with the air in the tomb, he prepared to go down first.
"Uncle, you are over fifty years old, let me get off first, and you will stand on top and direct." Daxingzi reminded.
"I and I brought you here. As you can see, there are many weird places in this place. I don't know what my ancestors intended. If you don't let me go down and see for myself, I will be confused."
As he said that Feng Er was about to jump off the tomb together, Feng Er said coldly: "Don't you two still believe in my abilities? Stay guarded above and wait for us to come up."
Although the two Feng brothers are over fifty years old, they are very nimble with their hands and feet, and their decades of experience in going to tombs are certainly a waste of time.
Feng Qing and Fengyuan easily went down to the tomb against the wall of the tomb, picked up the fire folding piece from the ground, and looked around the tomb.
It's okay if you don't look at them, but at first glance, they both have earthy faces, and they feel like they have fallen into a trap left by their ancestors, and they feel like a mute eating Coptis chinensis.
I saw that the entire tomb was about thirty to forty square meters in size. The walls of the tomb were made of the same material as the blue bricks on the top of the tomb. There were a few places that were broken, exposing the soil outside. The tomb was square and shaped in a circle, with a mouth in the middle.
The coffin, as a whole, looks extremely poor, let alone a treasure.
What puzzles the two brothers is that the place where their ancestors left their writings is actually empty in the tomb. Except for the coffin in the middle, it can be said that the four walls of the tomb are mapped.
Feng Qing was a little disappointed. He didn't expect that the tomb was so poor, with not even a single good-looking burial object. He was determined to risk his life and come down. The result was as hard to swallow as shit.
Seeing this situation, Feng Er felt empty. After traveling such a long way here, he couldn't even believe the records in the ancestral hall. He couldn't help but feel an unknown fire ignited in his heart. He held up the fire folder in his hand and stopped looking.
On the coffin in the middle.
To say that the decoration of this tomb is a little shaky, but the coffin in the middle does look like the most luxurious item in the tomb.
The two brothers looked at each other and towards the coffin in the middle.
There are exquisite reliefs and paintings on both sides of the coffin. The carving on the left side shows a goddess stepping on auspicious clouds to deliver a child from the heavenly palace to the human world. The baby in her arms is wrapped in golden clothing, which is a
The style of a picture of a goddess giving birth to a child.
Looking at the carvings on the coffin on the right, it is a completely different picture. A man with a ferocious appearance and fangs is commanding countless dark-skinned slaves in the mountains behind him, as if he is building something in the mountains.
The commander with fangs is holding something in his hand that is particularly eye-catching. It is the golden garment that the goddess is holding the baby in the picture on the left. Both are the same golden color.
, the clothing became a drawing in the hand.
The two Feng brothers have been in the tomb for most of their lives, and they have never seen such a strange scene. The purpose of depicting a goddess delivering a son on the coffin is not to highlight infertility, but God has mercy on him and sends a son to earth. The main purpose should be
It's the baby's clothes, the golden package, or a drawing.
The two of them stared at the carvings on the coffin, their brain circuits spinning rapidly, and they kept looking around the coffin.
Da Xingzi and Er Lin outside saw that there was no movement for a while, and asked at the top of the tomb: "Master, Second Master, how is the situation inside? Do you need us to come down?"
Feng Er cursed and replied to his superiors: "If you come down, you will return home. The great dream of the Spring and Autumn Period will never come true. Just wait until you go back to drink the northwest wind."
"Er, Er Ye, what do you mean?" Er Lin asked again.
"Stop talking nonsense and shut your mouth."
The entire lacquered body of the coffin is pretty good, as it has not decayed much in the dark and humid underground. The head, body and feet on the front and back are carved with the patterns of the gates of the Tiangong and happiness, wealth and longevity.
Feng Er spat unluckily into the tomb and cursed in a bad temper: "This man painted a picture of a goddess delivering a son on the coffin, relying on his grandmother. Is this trying to warm the world? Then who can warm us?"
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Feng Qing pointed to the carvings on the other side of Feng Er and said, "Second brother, look at this."
Feng Er asked disapprovingly: "What's there to see? Isn't it just building his mother's tomb in the mountains, and how can a bird be built? It's really sick."
"If you look carefully, they are not building tombs, but digging them!"
As soon as the words came out, Feng Er took a closer look at the fire in his hand, and then he suddenly realized.
"Holy crap, you really are there, brother. Listening to what you said, it really looks like they are digging something in the mountains."
Feng Qing explained: "My mountain-viewing sect is mainly focused on building tombs, and if you look at the carvings on the coffins, these people have their backs to the mountains. The golden drawing in the hand, plus the faces of the characters,
The look on his face, they must be digging something in the mountains."
"According to your analysis, brother, what could be in this coffin?" Feng Er asked with some anticipation.
"I can't worry about it anymore. It's a mule or a horse. You'll know it after you pull it out and run around."
The two brothers understood each other tacitly, looked at each other, and prepared to open the coffin.
At this time, another person suddenly jumped out from the wall of the tomb. It was Er Linzi who couldn't wait any longer.
He smiled awkwardly, then looked around and became confused.
"What's going on? Grandpa and Erye, shouldn't this tomb be a head-to-head tomb? How come it was emptied?"
Feng Er glared at Er Lin and cursed: "Look at your little potential, you are so impatient, and there are no women here, are you still afraid that we two old melon skins will get there first?"
Er Linzi smiled playfully and said with a smile: "Second Master, Second Master, what's the matter? Even if there is a woman, you two have to come first, right? I was worried that there would be no movement down there, so I came down specifically to have a look. But why is this tomb
Is it an empty tomb?”
"Humph, there is no need to flatter you and me. Although the tomb is a bit poor, this coffin is not poor at all. Stop wasting time and get to work as soon as you get down."
The three of them were skilled in their skills and quickly pried out the coffin nails from the coffin lid. The descendants of Guanshan Gate Robbers have gone their own way after years of experience in tomb robbing. There is no need to pay extra attention to opening coffins, and there is no need to be picky when robbing tombs.
, if there is a tomb, go down, and if there is a coffin, open it.
From the Taibao of Guanshan who specializes in constructing imperial tombs, to the descendants of Guanshan who dig and steal tombs, there is only a few hundred years between them. I wonder what the ancestors of Guanshan would think if they knew this? Do you want to shed tears first?
