Boss Sun didn't laugh. He looked at me and said: "It's not a kelp, it's a person's name. There is only a few words about this person in the data. Unexpectedly, we bumped into each other by mistake. How did we end up with this person?"
?Are you going to do it tonight? I think the second and third sons are ready."
The king asked with serious eyes: "Is there any problem at the stronghold?"
Boss Sun nodded, "No, the young men raised by a mole are very smart."
"Boss, don't do anything with this batch of goods yet, especially this bronze bean. Once the news spreads from Shunde, there is a high chance that wolves will be attracted."
"Wolf in the south?" the boss asked with a gloomy face.
"I'm afraid that it's not just the wolves in the south. There are more wolves and less meat everywhere now. They are all picking up bones and eating them. If our pot lid is not tightly closed, the smell of meat may attract wild wolves."
"Boss, I have decided," Wang stretched out his head and said with a slap: "Five days, the time is shortened to five days. Take out all the things for me. After we get it, we will leave Shunde as soon as possible and find a place to avoid the limelight."
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From the conversation between Wang Boutou and Boss Sun, I could tell that they were both a little nervous, as if they were worried about something.
...
It's past midnight, on Moth Mountain.
Sun Laoer was squatting on the ground smoking, while Sun Laosan was counting the sacks.
"It's calm, let's get started." Boss Sun's voice came from the intercom.
"Yunfeng, how many sacks do you have?"
"Second brother, I have four more."
"Well, it should be about the same," after finishing speaking, Sun Laoer stamped out the cigarette butt in his hand.
At this time, the calls of strange birds came from Moth Mountain. The calls of these birds made people feel uncomfortable listening to them at night.
"It's really unlucky." Wang turned his head and looked at the dark moth mountain behind him and cursed twice. He said that this bird was a mourning bird and not a good thing.
The mourning bird is the owl. In ancient times, people called it the night owl. This thing used to be seen most in mass graves, so people called it the mourning bird.
"Bah, bah, bah, what a fucking dead bird," Sun Laoer spat several times in the direction of the mountains.
When the owl stopped hooting, we started taking action.
The robbery hole that had been dug earlier was well covered up by a mole's men. The top of the robbery hole was covered with complete yellow turf, and four wooden sticks were used as supports below. Looking from the outside, there were almost no flaws.
After packing up these things and putting on their headlamps, the Sun brothers slid down the hole with their legs supported. I spent a lot of effort and was the last to go down.
There is very little water in the turbid tomb under the initiation, and it cannot cover people's feet. However, there is some mud on the ground, which makes people's feet feel sticky when walking on it.
The tomb passage is dark and humid, and the temperature is much lower than above.
After adjusting the headlight, Sun Laoer said to me: "You're right, we need to speed up the progress. Yunfeng, go to the west room yesterday and see if there is anything missing on the ground in the corner. If so,
If nothing is leaked, come back to the east and help us."
After explaining this, the Sun brothers and I temporarily separated. They went to the right to find the East Room, while I turned left to go to the West Room.
There is no one around, and now I am in the tomb in the middle of the night. I feel scared while walking.
I held on to the headlamp and said to myself: "Don't blame me, don't blame me. Don't blame me. I'm just asking for a small fortune, Amitabha."
People light candles and ghosts blow out lamps. I asked the leader at the beginning, and I said, "The leader doesn't touch gold when the rooster crows. Even if we don't touch the gold captain, for the sake of safety, shouldn't we light a white candle in the tomb?"
I heard people say that if the candle goes out, it means that the owner of the tomb is unhappy, so we have to go out, otherwise we will encounter ghosts."
The boss laughed twice at that time and said: "Yunfeng, you, you, you have watched too many movies and TV series. If the candle goes out, does it mean that the owner of the tomb is unhappy? If the candle is lit, it means that the owner of the tomb is happy."
?Why, the tomb owner happily welcomes us to dig his grave? What a joke."
"Besides, Yunfeng, don't think about it. Yes, in ancient times, tomb robbers would light a white candle in the tomb, but it was for lighting. Otherwise, how could someone rob a tomb in the dark? It's not that they wanted to light a candle, it was
Because there is no electricity, you can’t see it without lighting it!”
"We have headlamps and flashlights now. Why are we lighting candles? There are still methane in some tombs after the corpses have rotted. They might explode at the sight of an open flame. Do you understand Yunfeng?" This is what Wang Baotou told me back then.
The original words sounded like a joke, but when I thought about it carefully later, I felt that it made sense.
After walking for a few minutes, nothing happened, and I walked to the Xi'er room.
The floor of the Xi'er Room was bare. I looked back and forth by the light of my headlamp, but I didn't find anything left. We had already taken away all the dozens of bronze vessels.
In the northwest corner of the ear room, the large water tank covered with stone slabs is still there, alone.
"Huh? The second brother said that the big vat is worthless, but...are there any burial objects in the big vat?"
Thinking about this, I decided to go and have a look.
It was indeed as the second brother said. When I walked closer, I discovered that this thing was indeed made of clay.
The earliest porcelain appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and at that time it was primitive celadon. The dynasties before that generally used stoneware and bronze ware, which is consistent with this.
But what makes me wonder is how it was made so big?
No traces of segmentation were found on the surface of this large vat. It was obviously shaped and fired at once. I really can't figure out how big a sagger would be needed to hold such a large vat.
The stone slab covering the large vat is a bluestone slab. I tried to push it with one hand, but it didn't work and it was a bit heavy.
Knowing the depth, I used my hands this time.
The stone slab rubbed against the large vat, making bursts of harsh sounds. I pushed the bluestone slab away little by little.
"Why does it smell bad?"
I didn't smell much when it was covered with stone slabs just now, but I can smell it clearly now.
I thought the Western Zhou Tomb was a bit weird at the time. When I first came down, I could smell a faint fragrance, but now I smell a stench, which is like a hard-boiled egg that went bad in the dog days of summer.
I swung my headlamp, lowered my neck and looked into the large tank.
All I saw was a hole less than twenty centimeters wide under the big tank, and nothing else.
I can smell that smell like rotten eggs coming from the hole.
I tried to shine my headlight on it, but it didn't work. I couldn't see what was under the hole, it was completely dark.
I felt a little strange, so I pressed my body next to the big vat, stretched out my right hand and dug into the black hole at the bottom of the vat.
"Huh? What is this?" I struggled to touch it for a long time, and then a hard feeling came over me. I felt like I touched a long, hard object.
I thought to myself: "Should...it be a gold bar?"
"No, no, no, how can there be such a light gold bar?"
Feeling that I had a firm grip on the thing, I adjusted the angle several times and lifted the thing out bit by bit.
It was a white thing. After I felt it out, I lowered my head and shined a light on it.
It's a dead man's thigh bone!
"ah!"
I screamed in fright and threw away the dead man's bones.
"This...is this the corpse of the owner of the tomb? It has not rotted to pieces until now in the Western Zhou Dynasty?"