The reason why Zhang Fan didn't let Xiao Ning go back to the hotel was because the danger to Xiao Ning's life had not receded. He was afraid that Xiao Ning would encounter some danger. Since Duan Linlin insisted on staying, Zhang Fan didn't say anything.
Not long after Big Fatty left, he returned to the cemetery and brought beddings, tents, water and fruits for Zhang Fan and others. It must be said that Big Fatty took very good care of Zhang Fan and others.
Although Big Fatty didn't do anything earth-shattering, Zhang Fan still kept these little things in mind.
After a night of silence, at 8 o'clock in the morning, Xiao Chong took Luo Jie, the head of Dongxing Village, and Wu Jun, the head of the Miao ethnic group, to the cemetery.
"Mr. Zhang..."
"Mr. Zhang..."
Both Luo Jie and Wu Jun greeted Zhang Fan respectfully.
"Village Chief Luo, Chief Wu, I have come all the way to invite you over. I have something to trouble you with." Zhang Fan said politely.
"It's no trouble. You have helped us a lot. If it weren't for you, many people in our village would have lost their lives. We are eager to do something for you." Luo Jie said.
"Yes! Yes!" Wu Jun followed closely.
"On the way, Mr. Xiao already told us that he wanted us to see some patterns and words in the coffin. Is it that coffin?" Wu Jun asked, pointing to the coffin in the grave.
"Yes, it's the coffin in the grave." Zhang Fan responded, "Those patterns and words are at the bottom of the coffin. Go down and have a look."
"kindness!"
After the two responded, they jumped directly into the grave pit and began to observe the patterns and words on the bottom of the coffin.
"Judging from the structure of the two lines of text above and below the pattern, these words should be in ancient Miao script." After a while, Wu Jun said, "But I don't know what the specific meaning is. However, I brought a book
Books that record some ancient Miao characters may contain records about these characters."
As Wu Jun said this, he took out a book from his backpack and compared it one by one.
"The two lines of text on the left and right of the pattern are the characters of the Zhuang people." Luo Jie said.
"Zhuang characters?" Xiao Ning answered with some confusion, "Although I have not written down all the Zhuang characters, I have seen them all. In my impression, I have never seen these characters. In addition, the writing of these characters
The method is very different from Zhuang writing."
"The way these characters are written is indeed very different from our current Zhuang characters, but they are Zhuang characters, but they are ancient Zhuang characters." Luo Jie said, "Let's put it this way, the Chinese characters we use now,
Didn’t it also evolve from Xiaozhuan after Shu Tongwen?”
"I understand." Xiao Ning nodded.
"When I was young, I learned the ancient characters of our Zhuang tribe from my father, so I know these characters." Luo Jie said.
"What are these words? What did they say?" Xiao Chong asked immediately.
"The left side is for farming, making copper and iron, and the right side is for making weapons and creating hundreds of arts. This seems to indicate whose achievements it is." Luo Jie said.
"The achievements of the ancestors of Chi You." At this point, Wu Jun continued, "The characters on this pattern are 'Jiu Li's Lord', and the Lord of Jiu Li is Chi You's God of War. Moreover, when I saw this human face
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When I was looking for the horn pattern, I thought of Chi You, but I haven't found the words under the pattern yet."
"How can you use ancient Zhuang script to praise Chi You's achievements? This Chi You is not the ancestor of our Zhuang people?" Luo Jie muttered to himself subconsciously, "It's strange, and the impression of Chi You in people's minds doesn't seem to be very good.
"
When Luo Jie said the last sentence, he lowered his voice subconsciously and glanced at Wu Jun with an embarrassed look. After all, Wu Jun was from the Miao ethnic group.
"Chief Wu, I have no intention of targeting you..." Luo Jie then explained again.
"What you said is the truth, it's okay." Wu Jun smiled.
"Chi You, like those two, is also the founder of our Chinese civilization, and he is also indispensable. What's more, all ethnic groups are one family." Zhang Fan smoothed things over.
Hearing what Zhang Fan said, the smile on Wu Jun's face became even brighter, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I haven't found the line below yet."
"It's okay, don't be in a hurry, just look for it slowly." Zhang Fan said.
Zhang Fan saw from a distance that the fat man was carrying another cardboard box and walking quickly in the direction of Zhang Fan and others.
"It's time for breakfast. Steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks are all available." The fat man put the cardboard box on the ground and looked at a few people and laughed.
"Thank you." Zhang Fan thanked him.
"Mr. Zhang, you're too polite. This is all a trivial matter." The fat man waved his hand.
"Chief Wu, come here to eat first, and then work after eating." Zhang Fan said to Mr. Wu, who had already arrived at the scene, and it didn't take more than an hour and a half.
Afterwards, several people had breakfast together.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm not afraid at all today. I think my heart has been opened." The fat man glanced at the graveyard and said.
"As soon as we leave, you won't be able to do anything anymore." Xiao Chong slapped the big fat man unceremoniously.
Hearing this, the big fat man was startled for a moment, and then laughed dryly. This was probably true.
Then, the fat man changed the subject and said to Zhang Fan: "By the way, Mr. Zhang, the supplier called me again this morning. He told me that his father knew more about Qin Sheng's burial and could arrange it.
I'll meet his father."
Zhang Fan frowned, thought for a moment and then asked: "Is this why he called you today?"
"Yes!" Big Fatty said.
"Did you show great interest in this matter yesterday?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"I only showed interest when I asked Qin Sheng what burial objects were in the tomb. When he said there were no burial objects, I lost interest.
The patterns and words on the bottom of the coffin were all said by him on his own initiative. I didn't ask at all. Moreover, when he said it, I was not very willing to listen. You also know that I am very concerned about such things.
There are shadows." Big Fatty said.
"Xiao Fan, it is normal for most people to show interest in funeral objects. After all, this is a money society.
Yesterday, after the supplier said that there were no funerary objects in Qin Sheng's tomb, Big Fatty lost interest, but he still took the initiative to reveal the internal situation in the coffin. Now this supplier made such a call again. It's very strange.
." Duan Linlin said seriously.
Zhang Fan glanced at Duan Linlin, and Zhang Fan also felt strange.
"I feel like this supplier said these things to Big Fatty on purpose." Duan Linlin continued.