"The bones are well preserved. [26nbsp;] The soil here is acidic. If buried in the ground, it will turn into powder, thanks to the jade coffin. Is this... cinnabar?" Su Mian was not sure: "Look
There is also a layer at the bottom.”
"Maybe." Rong Feng stood on the edge of the coffin: "I have heard of spreading cinnabar on the bottom of the coffin. This is still a custom in Shaanxi. In addition to spreading cinnabar, it is also dotted with five hearts and seven orifices. It is said that it can seal the soul. Use cinnabar to dye the bones.
...the first time we met.”
Su Mian stood beside him. He was about to reach out but was stopped by Rong Feng: "No, you have a wound on your hand."
The scumbag man poked his head around and asked repeatedly: "Is there anything? Is there anything?"
Su Mingshu stepped away and said, "See for yourself."
The scumbag man nodded, leaned closer and said, "Ah, it's really empty. Someone got there first. Alas, it's good to leave a piece of jade. Broken pottery pieces aren't worth much."
"It was robbed in the Han Dynasty. It was precisely because someone robbed the tomb that it was haunted and unlucky, so the tomb was suppressed," Rong Feng said.
Su Mingsheng asked: "What's the evil?" Cannibalism? Pretending to be dead?
The scumbag man chuckled in a particularly disgusting manner: "Maybe I'm going to have white hair." After saying that, he pushed the coffin lid open, bit the flashlight, put his head into the jade coffin, and looked up after looking at it for a long time with a puzzled look on his face.
Su Mingsheng asked: "What's wrong?"
"Master Ba, please make sure," the bearded man said with a serious expression, "Be careful, don't touch the bones."
Master Ba also leaned over to take a look. The bearded man leaned on the edge of the coffin and asked, "Is that so?"
Master Ba made a muffled sound, raised his head and gasped.
"Are you sure this is the Prince's tomb?" Hu Zhanan looked at Rong Feng and Su Mingmo.
Su Mianming said matter-of-factly: "Didn't you see the edict written on the bronze pottery?"
The two men looked at each other, and the scumbag man said: "But this person is a woman."
Everyone's eyes widened: "Female!! How is it possible to have 3f?"
"Pelvis." Rong Feng came over and said with a unclear face, "Among the human bones, the gender difference between men and women is the most obvious in the pelvis. The other parts - such as bone thickness and so on - are sometimes difficult to distinguish. So you have to look at it.
The smaller ones of the pelvic bones, such as the pubic arch, are male; the larger ones, almost at right angles, are female.”
"Wang Jun is right, this is a female corpse." Rong Feng said.
"How is that possible?" Su Mingsun squeezed in. Rong Feng said how could you tell? You don't even think about how long a human skeleton has been in our room.
The scumbag man's face was glowing and he said he didn't expect the prince of the Western Zhou Dynasty to be a woman.
The bearded man laughed and said that it seems that this old man from the Western Zhou Dynasty is not good enough and his heirs are in trouble. He actually got a princess to pretend to be the prince. No wonder he was destroyed after reigning for decades. "
After he finished speaking, he glanced, then fell down from the edge of the coffin with a plop, sat on the ground and rubbed his eyes desperately. He calmed down for a few seconds, and murmured: "It's a fake corpse..."
Rong Feng asked: "What's wrong?"
"It's a rice dumpling," said the scumbag man, pointing to the jade coffin: "This bone... this is neither male nor female... is growing white hair..."
Su Mian laughed loudly. She had never heard of bones that could be turned into rice dumplings. Could it be a skull monster? She held up the flashlight and looked inside again. She smiled and said, "Brother Jun, you are so excited. There are white hairs growing somewhere."
"
The scumbag man picked up the knife and looked wary: "Look carefully! There are obviously white hairs growing on the bones. It's a fake corpse."