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Eight hundred and eighty seventh chapter tip of the iceberg (1)

Chapter 887 The tip of the iceberg (1)

"You...you are committing a crime!"

After cleaning up the house, Professor Meng, Zhuang Rui and others went to the yard behind Zhang Daniu's house. On the ground of the yard, there were piles of funerary objects stolen from the tomb by the Daniu brothers.

Lao Zhangtou put a big light bulb in the yard, which was very bright, attracting many mosquitoes to fly around the light bulb, and some of them landed on objects in the yard.

Most of these funerary objects are pottery figurines of human figures. It can be vaguely seen from the glaze color that has not completely fallen off. These should be colored figurines. There are fifty or sixty colored figurines with different shapes, but none of them are the same.

Professor Meng was very sad to see it. If the protection measures were done well, the colors on the pottery figurines might still be preserved, but now it is impossible.

"Xiao Ren, Xiao Zhuang, look for any objects like bamboo slips and jade buttons..."

In fact, the most valuable thing is not the gold and silver jewelry. For archaeologists, the most important thing is the seal that can prove the identity of the tomb owner.

Since the Han Dynasty was not too far away from the Qin Dynasty, it is very likely that some ancient scriptures that have been lost now will be unearthed, which are also priceless things.

However, it is not easy to preserve bamboo slips. In many large tombs, only traces of decay can be seen on the bamboo slips, and very few actual objects have been unearthed. Bamboo slips on Sun Tzu's Art of War were once unearthed from some tombs, but unfortunately they were also incomplete.

"Teacher, no, there are only these pottery figurines and some silverware. I haven't found the owner's button seal..."

After careful investigation, Zhuang Rui and Ren Chunqiang could not find any clues to the identity of the owner. These pottery figurines were common burial objects in Han Dynasty tombs, so they could not explain anything.

"Daniu, how many tombs have you dug in total?"

Professor Meng pondered for a while. There were only dozens of burial objects, which was far from the emperor's tomb in his mind. Let alone an emperor's tomb, it was a minister's tomb, and there were many more burial objects in it.

Ten times as much.

"Tomb chamber? What is a tomb chamber?" Daniel was a little confused about what Professor Meng said.

"It's where the coffin is placed..." Zhuang Rui reminded him from the side.

"Oh, there's only one. Erniu and I broke through two stone doors and saw a coffin. Apart from the coffin, there were only these things. It took the two of us several times to transport them out..."

Daniel recalled the situation at that time and suddenly said: "By the way, when I broke open the first stone door, I found two dead people. Their clothes were torn and only their bones were left..."

"You're doing evil, you two disobedient things, I'll beat you to death..."

Zhang Daniu's words made Old Zhang beside him very angry. He picked up a broom and chased his son across the yard. For a while, the chill that Zhang Daniu said about finding the bones was diluted by everyone.

"How can such a bastard get into a dead person's tomb casually? Didn't the Erqiangzi from the east of the village just pick up a tomb, and then he was covered in bruises and died before being sent to the hospital?"

After being persuaded by Zhuang Rui and others, Lao Zhangtou was still trembling with anger, pointing at his two sons and yelling.

"Old Zhang, it's okay. After thousands of years, even if there is something in the tomb, it won't work anymore. But you have to educate your children well and never do this again in the future..."

Professor Meng also gave Lao Zhang some advice. He had excavated many ancient tombs and saw countless hidden weapons.

Poisoning is relatively common in tombs, but the poison has almost evaporated over time. However, some traps filled with sharp weapons and boulders placed above the corridors are more harmful to tomb robbers.

"Daniu, come on, tell me again how you discovered the tomb and what was going on inside..."

When Professor Meng saw these things, he had an intuition that the Daniel brothers had not discovered the real tomb, maybe they were just at the gate of Baoshan.

"It's nothing. When I was picking herbs, I saw a cave exposed behind the vines. Erniu and I climbed in and took a look. After walking three or four meters, there was a stone door. Erniu used an ax to cut it open.

It's just a passage. Oops, the smell in there is terrible...

We waited outside for a long time before we dared to go in. Walking about ten meters inside, there was a stone door. The two dead people were there. We don’t know how they died. After opening the stone door, we saw these things...

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Although Daniel is more sensible than Er Niu, his words were also vague. However, Professor Meng's face showed joy. According to his understanding of Han tombs, the Daniel brothers just discovered the iceberg for the tomb.

A corner.

Professor Meng was extremely excited at this time. He wished he could go to the tomb site and inspect it now. After restraining himself, he said to Zhuang Rui and others: "Okay, let's sort things into categories. There will be a local garrison tomorrow."

Come on, let them take them to the local cultural relics department first..."

Zhuang Rui was not good at this job. He watched Ren Chunqiang and several other staff members label each object skillfully and classify it. The work was completed in more than half an hour.

After riding in the car all day and working overtime in the evening, everyone went back to their tidied rooms and went to sleep.



The crowing of roosters in the distance kicks off a day's work in the countryside. A light mist floats in the mountains. In the villages at the foot of the mountains, smoke rises from cooking stoves. Roosters crow and dogs bark. It's a pastoral scene.

"Zhuang Rui, what's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?"

When Zhuang Rui came out, Dr. Ren was washing next to the pressure well in the yard, while Professor Meng was doing Tai Chi at the door of the yard, and the two idiots were following suit in a serious manner.

"There are too many mosquitoes. It's only May, where are there so many mosquitoes?"

Zhuang Rui's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He spent the whole night fighting mosquitoes. He didn't know if it was because of the smell of his meat, but the mosquitoes came to him. Hao Long actually had a good sleep.

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After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Lao Zhangtou, who was chopping firewood for breakfast, hurriedly came over and said sheepishly: "Brother, mosquitoes come early in the countryside. In the afternoon, I will smoke your room with mugwort. They will be gone in the evening."

There are mosquitoes…”

After hearing their conversation, Professor Meng also withdrew his fist, walked over and said with a smile: "Haha, Zhuang Rui, there are many mosquitoes in the mountains, sometimes in winter. Our country is pretty good. I have been to the Amazon before.

I was doing scientific research in the jungle and saw with my own eyes the overwhelming mosquitoes that bit a cow to death..."

"Mosquitoes kill cows?"

If these words were not said by the instructor, Zhuang Rui would have thought it was a fantasy. How could a cow's skin be so thick that mosquitoes could bite it through?

"Zhuang Rui, what the teacher said is true. You should be careful when doing field scientific research. Being stared at by mosquitoes can easily cause various diseases..."

Dr. Ren taught the younger brother another trick. Even though Ren has a very high doctorate, he has rich experience in surviving in the wild. Generally, ancient tombs are located in farmland, mountains and forests, where there are many mosquitoes, snakes and rats. Some knowledge of the wild must be mastered.

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"Okay, brother, let's all have breakfast..."

While several people were chatting, Lao Zhangtou shouted.

In the morning, we had porridge cooked with sweet potatoes and dried radish pickled by Lao Zhangtou himself. It tasted very good. A large pot of porridge was eaten clean by several people.

After dinner, Professor Meng made a phone call, and after waiting for more than half an hour, three locals and five armed police soldiers with live ammunition arrived at Lao Zhangtou's home.

The two sides introduced each other. The locals were all staff of the local cultural relics department. One of them, surnamed Wu, was the director of the local cultural relics bureau. He was in his forties, and the others were young people.

The armed police were led by a platoon leader named Wei Qiang, a second lieutenant, who was responsible for the on-site protection of the archaeological excavation. Several armed policemen were carrying tent packages on their backs, and they would stay near the archaeological site at night.

When Professor Meng saw that everyone had arrived, he divided up the work. With the antiques all over the yard, he felt uneasy and said immediately: "Xiao Wu, you and Xiao Zhao stay here and inform your county.

, send someone to take these things back for safekeeping first, and the two young men will just follow us up the mountain. Another person will be stationed here. If any cultural relics are unearthed again, they must be properly taken care of as soon as possible..."

When Professor Meng saw Director Wu's pot-bellied appearance, he knew that this man would definitely not be able to accompany him to the tomb, so he simply let him be in charge of logistics.

"Professor Meng, don't worry, I will definitely make arrangements. Xiao Liu, you have to listen to Professor Meng's instructions..."

When Director Wu heard that there was no need to go up the mountain, he nodded repeatedly and called over a young man who looked quite smart and asked him to accompany the scientific expedition team into the mountain.



"Xiao Zhuang, I didn't realize that you look gentle and gentle, but you are quite strong..."

After breakfast, the group was ready to go up the mountain. Zhuang Rui carried forty or fifty kilograms of stuff on his back without any difficulty at all. This surprised Professor Meng and others.

According to their thinking, Zhuang Rui was from a good background and had such a rich net worth. He must have been used to pampering and pampering. They did not expect that the other people in the archaeological team who often worked in the field were not as strong as Zhuang Rui.

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However, this also made Professor Meng more and more satisfied. Although scientific research work sounds mysterious, it is actually very boring and tasteless, and walking through mountains and ridges in uninhabited places all day long requires one to be able to endure hardships and stand hard work.

"Haha, I am naturally strong, so this weight is nothing..."

Zhuang Rui was walking in the middle of the team. The first ones leading the way were the Daniel brothers. Both of them are now considered non-staff members of the archaeological team. They are paid 100 yuan every day, so they work very hard.

Beimang Mountain is not steep, but the mountains are rolling and rolling, like dragons surrounding them. Following the paths trodden by mountain people or tomb robbers, the group gradually entered the mountains.

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