After returning home, I told Uncle Liao about the dilemma I encountered and wanted to hear what he had to say.
"Iron coupon top?"
Uncle Liao was surprised and said: "I've heard of this kind of thing. How can there be such a tomb in this desert? Are you sure?"
I asked whether this could be fake or not. I visited more than a dozen pits and checkpoints, and it was 100% safe.
"Um."
Uncle Liao thought for a few minutes and finally sighed: "If it can't be beaten from the ground, there is really nothing we can do."
"There's another thing you've thought about."
I asked him what happened.
He said: "That madman (red eyes), didn't you say you lived in a sarcophagus before?"
I said yes. There is a brick tomb of a third-rank official in the Ming Dynasty at the same location. It is very shabby and does not have a single thing of value. It is possible that it was preempted by someone a few months ago and the group left a broken tomb.
Luoyang shovel, there is another possibility, that is, there was nothing in the tomb when it was buried."
Uncle Liao shook his head and said: "This is not the point. The point is why is this tomb here? There are reasons for everything to happen. It must comply with the system specifications of the year. Everything must be traceable, which is the so-called rationality. You
Have you thought about it seriously?"
I said I had thought about it before, but just couldn't figure it out.
Uncle Liao stared at me for a long time without saying anything.
"etc."
A fragment suddenly flashed in my mind.
Military castle.
"yes!"
"How could I ignore such an important thing!"
Why was this Ming Dynasty tomb buried in the desert? Uncle Liao said that everything must be traceable and consistent with the rationality of the social system at that time. These words really woke people up from their dreams! I am a fan of the authorities, but bystanders can understand.
Since the early Ming Dynasty, all rulers have loved to build military defense castles in border areas, the most famous of which is the earthen fort.
In the early Ming Dynasty, at the foot of Helan Mountain, there were military defense fortresses such as Sanguan Fort, Pingji Fort, and Zhenbei Fort. These fortresses had been stationed at the foot of Helan Mountain for nearly seventy years, and the owner of that tomb, Jin Along, was the commander of Beidu.
Lianshi probably died during the seventy-year garrison period. If you think so, it makes sense that he was buried in the Tengger Desert.
The distance between the two tombs at the same location is less than 100 meters.
Jin Along
Jin Youzi. Could it be
When I thought about this possibility, my left eyelid kept twitching.
I immediately told Uncle Liao to go out first.
After we went out, Xiaoxuan asked me where I was going, and I said I had something to confirm.
I asked Dou Sprout to get a shovel and a flashlight, and then told the others to stay put.
I found the robbery cave and went down to the brick tomb. I looked at the empty main tomb in front of me, with the sarcophagus still there.
I touched the brick wall behind the sarcophagus with my right hand and started walking forward step by step.
When I reached the end, I looked up again.
All those who are talented in tomb robbing have a sense of direction. This sense of direction does not mean that they are good at remembering directions, but that they can judge the direction under the pit.
I'd say it's a bit mysterious. When I looked at the brick wall of the tomb, a picture came to my mind.
An "I" walks on the tomb.
Another "I" walks under the tomb.
Then he stopped at the same time, turned around, and looked straight ahead.
At this time, the me above saw the large tomb with an iron roof, while the me below the pit saw the brick wall in front of me.
This kind of mental illness is my sense of space under the tomb, which belongs to me, Xiang Yunfeng.
"Dang!" I knocked on the brick wall with the shovel.
"Dang! Dang!" I knocked on the wall twice more.
Dou Sprout heard the sound and was shocked: "The sound is different!"
After listening carefully to the echo, I opened my eyes and began to smash the wall with a shovel.
After all, a shovel is not a hammer, so it is not easy to smash. It took me a long time and sweat to loosen a brick.
I turned the shovel around, pointed the wooden handle at the brick, and poked hard.
The blue brick actually fell directly behind!
Dou Sprout cursed loudly and said loudly that there was nothing behind the wall!
I continued to poke along the small opening, and as a lot of dust fell, the small opening continued to expand.
Finally, a small wooden door over one meter high appeared in front of me.
There are two small wooden doors, because
The air here in the desert is dry, and the small wooden door is somewhat weathered. There is a large amount of black paint remaining on the surface of the wooden door, and there are seven or eight crooked buttons on the door lintel. Four large characters are traced with a red cinnabar pen. These four characters should be read from right to left.
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"The dead come in"
Douyazai rubbed his eyes and said with an uneasy look on his face: "Whoever enters the door will die. It's so weird that people seep in. What's the purpose of hiding a small door behind this wall?"
What did I say not to do? I was just trying to scare people.
I was not frightened by these four words. There are similar curses like those who open coffins will die, and whoever robs tombs will die. These were all deliberately carved by the tomb owner to scare tomb robbers, and they are similar in nature to the tomb-suppressing beast.
The most famous example of this kind of "curse" is that in 1957, the Shaanxi Provincial Archaeological Team accidentally discovered the tomb of Li Jingxun. This Li Jingxun was a little girl who was nine years old when she died. Her status was extremely noble. She was the granddaughter of Princess Yang Lihua of the Sui Dynasty.
, the great-grandfather was Li Xian, the great general of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. At that time, the archaeological team entered the tomb and wrote four words on the stone coffin: "You will die if you open the coffin." Although the archaeological team was shocked, they still opened the stone coffin and did not listen.
Say something happened to someone.
Before looking at it.
There is a rusty copper lock hanging in front of the small black door. Over time, the copper has oxidized and turned green. This lock is unusual. It looks like two halves facing each other. When you open it and look at it, there are two halves.
A keyhole, this is the Ziwu lock of the Ming Dynasty, also called the mother-child chain lock.
Of course, the ancients also had a sense of anti-theft. Many locks are still there today, but even if they are used by lockpickers, they will not be able to open them. .??.
Ziwu lock, flagpole lock, three-palm lock, hidden door lock, four-opening lock, reverse pull lock, Shaojia lock. The current Ziwu lock requires two keys to be inserted into the lock hole at the same time to open it normally, one to the left and the other to the left.
Turn the knob to the right and find the right angle before opening it.
But everything is time-sensitive, and the time-effectiveness will decrease over time. This meridian lock is not in good preservation condition. I think the reed structure inside has been corroded.
I handed the flat shovel to Dou Sprout and told him to try breaking the lock.
Dou Sprout Zai may have been frightened by those four words. He didn't dare to take action at first. I urged him twice before he started to take action.
"It's really hard. It's been hundreds of years and it's still so hard," Bean Sprouts tried several times at first but failed to break it open.
I reached out and grabbed the copper lock and shook it. I felt that the lock spring was loose, so I asked Dou Sprout to increase his strength and continue to hit me.
"Don't panic, Fengzi, let me slow down for a minute. My hands were numb just now.”
Dou Sprout waited for a minute or two, then repeated the previous task. During this time, I kicked the small door hard but failed to open it.
suddenly.
"Click!" The copper lock was smashed and fell to the ground.
"It's open!" Dou Sprout shouted to me excitedly.
"Squeak."
It is unimaginable that opening a wooden door hundreds of years ago can make such a sound.
I slowly pushed open the hidden door, and then revealed a long corridor.
I shined a flashlight and couldn't see clearly what was going on in the corridor. All I could see was darkness. The darkness at the end of the corridor seemed to be swallowed up even by the light of my flashlight.
Dou Yazai swallowed dryly and said, "Can I enter Fengzi? Damn, this black thing is really scary."
I gritted my teeth and said, "Go in, you go in first and take a look."
"Damn it, I drilled first, you drilled first, and I took the back seat for you."
"Stop talking nonsense. I'll tell you to listen to me. If you don't listen, I'll dig in as much as you want. How can you do tomb robbing if you're so cowardly?"
Dou Sprout's face fell, and he dug in as soon as he asked, what's the big deal, and there were no ghosts, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
This small black door is only one meter high. When you open the door, you will find a corridor. After you get in, you can only stretch your arms and crawl forward on your knees and legs. The space is too small and the posture is uncomfortable.
Dou Sprout chewed the flashlight and stretched out his legs first to climb in. I followed closely behind him.
The corridor was very eerie, and the earthen wall above my head was mottled and old. I don't know if it was a psychological effect. As I climbed, I felt that the temperature around me became lower, as if the other end was leading to hell.
"stop!"
I was nervous when Dou Sprout suddenly shouted to stop, which startled me. I quickly asked what was going on.
"Wait a minute, it's coming soon."
I shouted nervously: "What's coming? What's there? Yazai, don't talk nonsense to scare people."
Dou Sprout stuck his butt out in front of me and remained motionless.
