The level of the tomb owner was so high that I felt scared for the first time.
"Open...have you started?"
Having been accustomed to big scenes in his first life, he immediately said calmly: "Wen Bin, you and Yun Feng drive together, and everyone else stays away."
The jade coffin was of the chute type without nails. Brother Yu and I looked at each other and pushed open the coffin lid.
When I lowered my head and looked down, I saw all the burial objects.
All kinds of exquisite funerary objects, woodware! Goldware! Jadeware! Porcelain! Lacquerware! And so on! The funerary objects are filled in every corner of the jade coffin!
Instead of seeing Li Xian's corpse, he saw a wooden figurine about 1.6 meters tall.
No, it shouldn’t be called wooden figurines! It should be called puppets!
This thing is made of cypress wood, brown in color, and it looks like it has been painted with a layer of tung oil on the surface. It is the same size as an adult, with complete limbs and movable joints. The puppet's face is painted with black and red paint, which depicts the lifelike facial features. .
The most bizarre thing is that the puppet's belly is made into a small door that can be opened and closed, just like a wardrobe.
Dou Yazai said with a look of disbelief: "Hey, why is there a wooden man lying in the coffin? Fengzi, where is the body? Where are the bones?"
I said I didn't know, and asked the boss what it meant.
He sighed for no reason, frowned and said: "I didn't expect it...I didn't expect...the tomb owner actually chose to be cremated in the end. Yunfeng, this kind of wooden man was called a true-face doll in our industry in the past. It's very strange." It is rare to see it. It was briefly popular during the Liao and Jin Dynasties. Generally, only devout Buddhists would choose to use this kind of thing after death. The small door on the belly of the wooden figure can be opened, and the ashes wrapped in linen are most likely to be placed inside."
"Ah?! Damn it, so Li Xian was cremated?"
He nodded and said it was very possible.
After hearing this, I boldly opened the small door on the wooden man's belly, put my hand in, and felt that I touched a large ball of rotten linen. When I took it out, I saw that it was really yellow-brown ashes and lumps of ashes. There was no special smell, only a faint smell. The scent of cedar wood.
The head said: "Don't stare at it. This thing is unlucky. If you touch this thing in the past, you have to wash your hands with chicken blood. Pack your things quickly and pick something valuable."
Douyazai and I took out the real-looking doll and threw it aside. We immediately found the sack and put whatever we found in the coffin. When it was full, we sealed it and replaced it with a new sack!
There are so many types of funerary items that I don’t even have time to look at them one by one. Anyway, all kinds of items can be sold for money.
Four full sacks!
Not only are there in the coffin, but there are also many niches dug in around the walls of the tomb. There are also dazzling funerary objects in the niches, including various bowls! Plates! Dishes! Pottery figurines! Wine jugs and so on!
I have been searching hard in Kangding for more than half a year just for this day!
The leader immediately ordered that all the things in the backpack that were not needed for the time being be thrown away to make room for the burial objects. The jade pieces on the nail coffin were also pried off by Dou Sprout with a knife and put into the bag. The copper bird is too big and heavy! There is no way, it can’t be lifted?
We didn't feel tired, and we moved out one trip after another.
I said I didn't want the real puppet, but Douyazai insisted. He twisted off the puppet's head and legs and stuffed them into his bag. He tied the puppet's body tightly with a rope and carried it behind his back. He said he would take it out and assemble it in exchange for money.
...
It was around 9 a.m. on the hillside.
Brother Yu ran over quickly, and then he heard a muffled boom behind him. It was his boss who ordered the burglar's cave to be blown up.
There was a pile of sacks under the tree.
I sat on one of the sacks and smoked. I couldn't hold the cigarette steady because my hands were shaking.
