"You don't care what it contains, it could be grain seeds, a dead person's hair and nails, or a piece of clothing."
"Don't worry about it for now. Where's the shovel? It's for prying out the sarcophagus."
"The shovel is in my hand." Brother Yu said.
I walked to the edge of the cave entrance and shouted down: "Xiaoxuan, you are down there! Take care of your head!"
"I know!" Xiaoxuan shouted.
Taking it from Brother Yu, I turned the cyclone shovel over, found a gap and inserted it under the stone slab.
Then I reached out and pressed down, but it didn't press, it was too heavy.
"Just follow it."
Ah Chun helped with the flashlight.
Brother Yu, me, Bean Sprouts, the three of us work together.
The covering stone moved.
There was a harsh friction sound between stones, and the heavy stone slab was moved bit by bit by us.
I turned on my headlamp and looked inside the coffin.
The terrain here is high and there is no water. The inside of the coffin is dry. First of all, we see some strips that have become slag. These piled strips are very thick and may be silk fabrics from the past.
It was weathered and shattered when touched by hand, making it impossible to pick it up.
Pulling these things aside, I saw some palm-sized jade bis, jade huangs, finger rings, and jade pieces.
The jade is of high quality, especially the two pieces of jade with drum-nail patterns. Because the sarcophagus was not stained with soil or water, there is no clear color at all on the jade.
I wiped it with my sleeve and saw that it was the same as the one made two days ago. It was watery, oily, and naturally oxidized. It made people unable to believe that this was something that was more than two thousand years old.
"there!"
"There's another one over there!"
Dou Sprout looked excited.
He rummaged around with the shovel and could pick up something in just a few seconds.
You know, there are very few ancient jades that are buried in the earth that are not clear and clear.
Those with Qin color were considered second-rate in the past. Now more and more people have spare money to collect, and the ancient jade that is full of earth and Qin water is gradually being hyped up. National collection, we
Don't steal what they collected. Believe me, this kind of stuff is not handed down from generation to generation. Don't listen to people's bragging. They are all dug out of the coffins of dead people.
I put the things in my pocket and searched carefully with a flashlight to see if I could find any copper or jade seals.
The seals that appear on coffins are all personal seals. During the Warring States Period, epitaphs did not appear. Epitaphs first appeared in the early Han Dynasty and were popular in the Song Dynasty. They were the identity cards of the tomb owners.
At this time, if you want to confirm the name of the tomb owner, there are generally only three ways. If these three ways are not available, it is basically impossible to determine who the tomb owner is.
These three are respectively.
Inside the coffin, a personal seal is placed close to the body of the deceased. It is usually placed in the middle of the coffin. This personal seal has eyes and can be hung on a rope around the waist.
There are also inscriptions engraved on the bronze vessels.
The last thing is the bamboo slip record that can be preserved.
Only the tombs in the south that are soaked in water have a probability of a few thousandths that the bamboo slips can be preserved. The Mawangdui bamboo slips in Changsha and the Yunmeng Sleeping Tiger bamboo slips in Hubei are all in the south.
I looked around for a long time with a headlamp, but I didn’t see any imprints, nor did I find the bones of the owner of the tomb. As long as I see the imprints, I can determine which of the most powerful figures in history is buried here.
There were some wooden funerary objects that were rotten to pieces. Brother Yu was touching them here and there. He suddenly showed me what they were and asked me what they were.
I took a flashlight to look at it and saw that what he was holding was like the Thousand-Eyed Bodhi now, but it was made of white jade.
I told him: "Brother Yu, what you are holding is a gang plug, also called Qiao Zhu."
"It's strange... the presence of this thing means that there was a corpse lying in this coffin. Could it be that it was really rotten and there was nothing left?"
Before Brother Yu could react, he rubbed it back and forth in his hand and said, "Cylinder plug? I think this is a good thing. It's smooth. How about I go back and drill a hole in it and hang it around my neck." He also said to Ah.
Chun compared.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you all look at me like this?"
Brother Yu looked at Achun's face and suddenly understood. He cursed and threw the Qiao Pearl directly.
"Why?"
"What is this?"
Dou Sprouts seemed to see something, so he grabbed it and lifted it up.
Those are strands of white hair.
Dou Sprout didn't know, he grabbed his hair and lifted it up.
Unexpectedly, there is a dead skull attached to these white hairs.
