Panpan hurriedly came to me. She said that she had talked with Aji, a professional herb collector. He said that it was okay to climb up, but she wanted 30 yuan for hard work. Could she ask me?
"30 yuan?"
When I heard that this was too cheap! It was not proportional to what others had paid, so I directly gave him 300 yuan as a benefit fee.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, I saw someone.
The herb collector, Aji, is not tall, very young, very thin, and a bit taciturn. If I don't take the initiative to talk to him, he will never speak.
"Well...brother, do you think we should schedule the operation during the day or at night?" I asked.
This man said a few words, but I couldn't understand them, so I asked Panpan what he meant.
Panpan acted as a translator and said: "Ah...Aji said he can do it day or night. He also wants to ask you what you are doing in those coffin holes."
I was prepared and immediately showed him the archaeological certificate we obtained in Zhengding. The certificate had a seal and a photo on it, and it looked very formal.
I smiled and said: "Brother, we are from the Hebei Cultural Relics Team. We went up to take a look just to study the historical development of our local area."
This guy looked at me and grinned, showing his white teeth.
In fact, even Panpan doesn’t know our true identities as northern tomb robbers.
In the evening, it was dark.
A group of us were horrified to see it!
This young man named Aji climbed too fast. He was like a human-shaped ape, swinging back and forth on the steep and straight cliffs. He quickly climbed up to a height of over 100 meters, and the whole process was done in one go.
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Seeing this scene, Xiaoxuan couldn't help but complain to me and said: "Hey, tree climbing king, have you seen this? This is what you call your skills!"
Brother Yu rushed up and shouted: "Brother! Fix the rope and put it down! Then you come down!"
Soon, a coil of climbing rope was lowered, with just enough length, and then the man grabbed the rope and slowly slid down.
Douya said: "Okay Pan'er, take this guy back first. We'll call him if we need him."
Panpan had some reluctance on her face and said she wanted to go up and play with us.
Dou Sprout hugged her shoulders and coaxed with a smile: "Oh, it's really no fun! It's too dangerous. I'm worried about you getting hurt! Be good, go back and wait for me."
Don't tell me, the little chubby girl really did this. After a little coaxing from Dou Sprout, she went back with a blushing face.
After tightening my shoelaces, putting on my gloves, and checking my headlamp, I started to climb up first.
I have visited many underground tombs, but this was the first time I touched the cave tomb hidden in the sky. With the help of a rope, it was much easier to climb up. It took me about 20 minutes to climb up.
After going up, I shook my flashlight downward to tell them that I was up.
There was a lot of wind at the entrance of the cave, and the ground was full of gravel. There were two ancient coffins placed in front of me. They had been exposed to wind and sun for too many years, and they were already rotten.
I put on my headlamp and walked carefully around the coffin. There were no antiques at all, it was just rubble.
Pushing open the lid of the coffin, I looked inside with a flashlight and saw a broken human skeleton, with teeth and other things still there.
The strange thing is that this man's skull was placed between his feet. I guess it may have been hit by some external force, which caused the skull to roll to the side of his thigh.
At that moment, I couldn't help but say: "Brother, why is your family so poor? Why don't you have any decent burial objects?"
This kind of person is called "poor coffin" in the industry. It is really so poor that apart from the bones and bones, there is not even a piece of clothing.
When we encounter such a poor person, we usually give him something to explain. This is considered a rule.
I felt around and found a dollar bill in my back pocket.
So I stuffed the one-dollar steel bouncy ball into the skull's mouth, and it happened to be stuck by the skull's teeth.
I smiled and said, "That's great. Brother, at least you can be buried with me."
After I finished, I pushed the coffin lid back again.
I don’t know how many years later, if other colleagues come up to open the coffin and see the steel bullet in the owner’s mouth, what their expressions will be.
"Boss! Brother Yu! Don't come up here yet! This might be a big fucking pit! I'll go in and take a look!"
Brother Yu waved his flashlight underneath, meaning to be careful.
I don’t know how deep the cave is. It’s about thirty to forty meters high. Traces of man-made digging can be seen everywhere around the cave wall. I stepped on the gravel under my feet and walked forward for about thirty meters. Suddenly, something appeared in front of me.
Build a huge artificial stone wall.
I held up my flashlight and looked carefully.
How much labor and time is needed to erect such a tall stone wall?
There is a small arch in the middle of the stone wall. I lowered my head and crawled through the small arch, and the space suddenly opened up.
Wherever you look, you can see ancient coffins everywhere... It is estimated that there are at least one or two hundred coffins.
These coffins were all lifted off the ground and nailed to a "well"-shaped wooden frame.
According to my previous understanding, the coffin supported by six pillars and three "well" frames is male, and the coffin supported by four pillars and two "well" frames is female.
It's early spring now, and there's obviously no wind here, but I feel very cold.
It means that there are too many dead people buried in caves here, and the Yin Qi has accumulated too much. This phenomenon is like walking alone in the cemetery at night in summer and you will feel cold.
Looking at the shape, workmanship and standard, you can tell that the coffins with flat and flat heads are crudely made and should be from the Ming Dynasty. On the other hand, those with bulging and curved lids are from the Qing Dynasty.
The earliest of these old coffins probably date to the late Ming Dynasty, and the latest may date to the Guangxu Tongzhi period, which means that no one has been buried here since the Republic of China.
I also saw that many coffins had a large pack of old and yellowed "oil paper" weighed down with stones. Upon closer inspection, I discovered that these oil papers were made into clothes that could be worn with two arms.
Why do you put an oil paper coat on the coffin board? I don't really understand. It may be some kind of custom of the local Miao people.
After walking a few steps with the flashlight, I found a few old bowls covered with dust on the ground. I picked up one and wiped it with my hand, revealing the pattern of the porcelain bowl itself.
I saw a big Chinese character "Shou" painted on the bowl with red glaze.
"Holy shit, this is so unlucky!"
I threw away the porcelain bowl and quickly wiped my hands.
This is a longevity bowl in the past. After a person dies, a layer of whole grains will be sprinkled on the bottom of the bowl, and then half-cooked rice will be placed on it, which is meant to be eaten by the person who is hungry on the way to death.
There are rumors that the hands of living people cannot touch the longevity bowl, otherwise they will compete with the dead to eat, which will attract those unclean things.
I just wanted to turn back.
Suddenly, a hand from behind lightly tapped my shoulder.
"who!"
I grabbed the headlamp and turned around to look!
It's bean sprouts......
He was holding a flashlight and shining it on his chin.
I was so angry that I immediately yelled: "You're fucking scaring people to death! Didn't I tell you to wait down below? When did you come up!"
"Haha, Fengzi, look at how timid you are! I'm worried about your safety, so you asked me to come up and take a look at you."
"How's it going? Have you gained anything?" Dou Sprout asked.
"What a shitty harvest, I just came in, let's take a look!"
Then Douyazai and I separated to search for the funerary objects. Douyazai was singing as he pushed open the coffin lid. He rubbed his hands and sang: "Baby, Bao'er, where are you hiding? Don't let my brother find you."
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Some of the coffins had coffin nails, which needed to be pried with a crowbar. As I was prying, I heard Dou Sprout complaining loudly: "Damn, why are you so poor? You don't even have a copper coin! I didn't have any at home before."
Deposit."
"Oh! There is a copper coin here! Fengzi, come over and take a look! I found a copper coin!"
Douyazai showed me a copper coin he found. It was bare-backed and could not see the inscription at all, because the front face with the inscription had grown together with the rotten linen and was rusty, making it difficult to separate.
Dou Sprout asked confusedly: "Which dynasty's copper coins are there and why are there linen cloths?"
I explained: "This is called carrying money on the back. The linen cloth is there because people were wearing clothes when they died, and the copper coins are placed on the back, and they grow together over time."
Nowadays, you can still occasionally see this kind of copper coins with cloth on them in the market. One hundred percent of them come out of coffins, and they are all used as advance money.
I took out a knife and scraped hard for a long time. Finally, I scraped off a layer of linen and saw the word "正" on the front of the copper coin.
"Damn, it's not worth anything. It's just a broken Yongzheng Tongbao. Let's look for it quickly!"
When we searched for the coffins in the cave, the situation gradually improved, and some silver objects began to appear. Most of them were silver jewelry worn on the body, including silver bracelets, large silver earrings, silver crowns, silver hairpins, etc.
, the number is quite a lot.
I speculate that those buried in the outer layer are poor people, and those buried in the inner layer may be rich people with family backgrounds.
Miao people love silver, and these various silver jewelry are exactly what I want. Although they have become oxidized and blackened over time, the original exquisiteness of these silver jewelry can still be seen, especially one with a silver head.
The crown and the whole body use bas-relief technology, and the workmanship is excellent.
Dou Sprout put all these messy silver items in a sack and suddenly, Dou Sprout said: "Fengzi! Look up there, there seems to be a statue!"
I raised my head and looked at it with a flashlight, and it turned out that Bean Sprouts had really sharp eyes! There was a statue that was as black as ink and about forty centimeters high. It was placed in a hole in the wall. The statue seemed to have a hat on its head. I don’t know if it was copper.
It's still made of wood.
"This may be a valuable item, let's find a way to get it and take a look." I said immediately.
"Fengzi, it's a bit high. Even if I step on your shoulders, I probably won't be able to reach it."
I thought for a while and said: "There is a way. Let's stack the two coffins together, and then you get up, and I will step on you."
Just do it.
I picked two lighter coffins and stacked them together, and then I stepped on the bean sprouts to reach the statue.
"I'll go... why is it so heavy!"
I almost couldn't hold it. It's not made of copper, let alone wood, it's made of iron! It's a pure iron statue! It's probably from the Ming Dynasty!
This iron statue wears a square hat on its head. The face is very thin, the corners of the eyes are slender, and the eyes are closed. The sides of the cheeks are shrunken and fleshless, giving people the impression that it is hard to speak and has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
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Moreover, the clothes it wore were a bit special, with a row of butterfly buttons on the chest and exposed shoulders, a bit like today's tube tops.
I looked left and right and studied it for a long time, but I couldn't figure out what kind of god it was.
Dou Yazi lit up a cigarette, frowned and said, "Oh! Fengzi, I seem to know what kind of god this is!"
"What is it?" I asked.
Douyazai flicked the ashes from his cigarette, pointed at the big iron statue and said, "Isn't this the god of the night?"
