I was so frightened that I turned around and saw that it was Dou Sprout. He didn't know when he ran behind me.
"You damn scared me to death, what are you doing!"
Dou Sprout pointed to the northwest corner, "Didn't you see? There is something there, it seems to be a table."
"table?"
I looked over with a flashlight and saw that it was indeed a four-legged table.
There were a lot of rotten wood residues on the ground, which would make a creaking sound when you stepped on them. When you got there, you saw that it was a tribute table. I said it was a tribute table because there were eight plates on the table.
Some of the plates were empty, and some had some dark, dried things in them. It was hard to tell what they were before.
What insiders call "tribute table" is different from "offering table". The latter is for offerings, suitable for placing Buddha and Bodhisattva statues, burning incense and worshiping Buddha. The other tribute table is mainly used for worshiping ghosts, ancestors, dead people, and participation by the people.
At a white funeral, the table where the portraits and incense are placed is a tribute, not an offering, otherwise it will easily offend the family god and violate taboos.
In addition, I counted eight plates on the tribute table in the tomb.
There is a popular saying among the people: three plates for turtles and eight plates for tortoises. When entertaining guests, avoid serving three or eight plates of vegetables.
The tribute table has thirty-eight plates, which is specially used to entertain ghosts and gods.
"This blue and white porcelain is great! Can it be sold for a lot of money?" Douyazai couldn't help but pick up a plate on the table. He poured out the contents of the plate and rubbed it with his sleeve, his eyes shining.
"Look at this blue and white painting, how beautiful the little figures are. Can one of them be sold for 100,000?"
I scolded him and quickly put it down. Although it was from the Ming Dynasty, the plate was not valuable, and the blue and white material was not Sumaliqing. It should have been made by a small kiln in the Yuxi Kiln area. It could only be sold for a hundred yuan at most.
"ah?"
"It's only a few hundred yuan, why don't you just play with it!" Dou Sprout threw it away casually, and the plate fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into pieces.
I frowned and said it was a rule in the industry, if you want to fall, just throw one, odd numbers are unlucky.
When Dou Sprout heard this, he picked up another plate from the tribute table and threw it away.
He didn't know that it was a coincidence that he didn't lose it this time. The blue and white plate fell to the ground and didn't break. Instead, it rolled forward.
"Hey, why did you run away!" Dou Sprout took a step forward to chase the plate, and I followed behind him.
The blue and white plate finally stopped, and Dou Sprout ran so fast that he heard a bang and didn't know what he hit.
"do not move!"
I pulled Bean Sprouts back!
Dou Sprout covered his head and grinned, saying it hurt.
I slowly raised the flashlight and looked up.
I saw the lower body first, and then the upper body. It couldn’t be said to be human, but three dried and tattered corpses.
Three corpses were hanging on the top of the tomb, with iron chains hanging around their necks. Each mummy was holding a monkey on its belly. The monkeys had also died long ago. The monkeys were like children, with their eyes closed tightly, holding the three corpses tightly.
The belly of a corpse.
Dou Sprouts bumped into the foot of one of the corpses. Now the corpse was shaking left and right, making the iron chain on the top of the tomb rattle.
My face turned pale, and Dou Sprout was so frightened that he couldn't help but retreat.
The dried body swayed back and forth like a swing, gradually turning its back to us.
When I saw the scene in front of me, my pupils instantly dilated!
There was a thin stone slab carried on the back of the corpse!
The reason why the stone slab did not fall was because it was hugged by the monkey in front of the corpse!
A complex scene is carved on the thin stone slab.
Three fist-sized dark red characters were engraved on the scene like blood.
