"What are you looking at? Look at the boss. What are you looking at me for?"
"Have you never seen a handsome man like me naked?" Douyazai turned around and asked.
Xiaoxuan made a sound!
"Why are you called Bean Sprouts? It's because you are as skinny as bean sprouts! Where did I see you?"
Dou Sprout wrung out his clothes, put them on and then twisted his pants, "What do you know? I'm called lean and lean. Do you think everyone is as fat as you?"
"You're awake, my head. How do you feel?" I heard a cough from my head, and I hurried over to ask.
"cough..."
"I'm feeling better Yunfeng, but I can't die. How's it going here?"
I told them what I had discovered, and said that we would go up immediately and take a look at the coffin in the hole in the wall.
Brother Yu will hold his head up.
He raised his head and said a little weakly: "Underwater iron coffin... We are really afraid of what will happen on this trip..."
Dou Yazai is known as the Little White Dragon of Zhoushan. I am not as good at water as he is, but I can confirm from his description that the iron house coffins underwater in the waist pit are not from the same period as the coffins in the wall holes.
The iron coffin is a coffin in a wall hole in the early Warring States period, probably in the middle to late Warring States period.
Now the water in the tomb has reached up to the knees. The water level rises slowly because a lot of water flows out from the tomb door to maintain a balance.
I rolled up my trouser legs and walked over. Brother Yu had been looking there for several minutes.
"How is it?" I stopped and asked.
Brother Yu touched his bald head: "Tsk...No, Yunfeng, I've seen it."
"Look, this wall is so bare, there isn't even a hole. It's more than three meters, it must be at least four meters."
I looked up at the exposed coffin and said, "Can we use a rope dart? Prick it into the wall, and then we can climb up with the rope."
Brother Yu shook his head and gestured and said: "Yunfeng, you haven't studied physics? Throwing the rope upward will have different force than throwing the rope parallel. If you throw it upward, the rope dart cannot penetrate this kind of limestone."
Dou Sprout said: "Yes, this is called gravity."
"You guys are really well-educated. What should I do? Why don't you tell me?" I turned around and asked.
He coughed his head and was about to speak when Dou Sprout said loudly: "I have a way!"
"We use coffin boards to block the door so that the water cannot flow out, and the water level will get higher and higher, and then we will float. This is called duckweed gravity."
"No, that would take too much time."
Ah Chun looked up and said, "I think I should be able to go up, but I need help."
"Yu Wenbin, I'm going to step on your head."
Brother Yu visually measured the height, and maybe he had some idea. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll help you."
"Um."
I saw Ah Chun retreating more than ten meters. She looked up, took a deep breath, and ran in an instant! The water was flowing and she ran over quickly.
Brother Yu took a lunge pose.
Ah Chun rushed to the scene in one breath. She stepped on Brother Yu's thigh with her left foot and jumped up. She stepped hard on Brother Yu's head with her right foot and jumped up again.
Jumping twice in a row, with the strength of stepping down, Ah Chun opened his hands, hung in the air like a cat, grabbed the edge of the wall hole, then kicked off the wall and climbed up.
"Hey, how's it going? I said I can come up."
Ah Chun poked his head out of the hole in the wall and said.
I shouted: "Sister Chun! I'll throw the rope up! You catch it and fix it!"
Ah Chun firmly caught the rope I threw up, turned around and started looking for a place to fix it.
More than ten minutes later, I grabbed the rope and climbed up.
Hold up the flashlight and look.
This hole in the wall was dug out by people in the past, with a length of four to five meters and a height of two meters. Only when I got closer did I see clearly that this coffin was not a wooden coffin, but a stone coffin.
The sarcophagus is covered with a lid, and the surface is weathered with pits and pits. The ash on the coffin lid is so thick that you can write words by lightly scratching it with your finger.
This kind of ancient sarcophagus is not the chute-type wooden coffin we have now. It is covered by a long stone slab without a chute. It is very heavy and can only be opened with a crowbar.
On the ground at the other end of the stone coffin, some funerary objects were placed, which were of high grade, indicating that there was still something in the coffin.
That's right. During the Warring States Period when thick burials were common, it was unusual for such a large tomb to be without burial objects. It was not the Northern Wei and Jin Dynasties, when the tombs were shabby. The tombs of the Qing Dynasty and the Wei and Jin Dynasties were the most disliked by tomb robbers.
, there is no gold or jade, it’s all brick and stone carvings, so you can’t make a big fortune.
Others climbed up one after another.
Dou Sprout squatted down and asked, "I know that one. It's a bronze wine set. So what is it?"
I said this is a five-piece pottery jar from the late Warring States Period, not counting the original pottery chicken-head vase from the Western Zhou Dynasty. This kind of jar is the earliest prototype of the soul vase in the Han Dynasty.
"Look at how many little figures have been carved." He reached out and picked it up. "Why is it so heavy? There must be something in here. Get it out and take a look."
I said: "What are you doing? It can't be opened. It's made from one piece. There are two types of bottles. One is the one that can be removed and the lid is removed, and the other is the one that is burned by the dead. It is filled when the embryo is being drawn.
I picked something up and then sealed it and fired it in the kiln. I didn’t even think about opening it at the time.”
"Then how do you know what's inside?"
"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 rushed down and shouted: "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 do 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 made more than two thousand years ago.
"there!"
"There's another one over there!"
Dou Sprout looked excited.
He rummaged around with the shovel and could pick up something in a matter of seconds.
You know, there are very few ancient jades that are buried in the earth that are not clear and clear.
Those with clear colors were considered second-rate in the past. Now more and more people have spare money to collect, and they are gradually hyping up the kind of ancient jade that is full of earthy clear water. 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 became 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 tied around the waist with a rope.
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 rotted into dregs. Brother Yu was touching them here and there. He suddenly showed me 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 no trace 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 Sprout 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.
