Chen Ziyan ignored the quarrel between the two people and began to look at the tomb in front of him with the help of the light of his flashlight.
The specific area of the tomb chamber is not yet known, but the front chamber in front of you is about 30 square meters. From the layout, it can be seen that the tomb has a front chamber, a back chamber, side chambers on both sides, and the main chamber where the coffin of the tomb owner is placed.
Where they are now is the front room of the ancient tomb.
There are not many burial objects in this front room, only some earthen jars and porcelain bottles in the corners.
However, the walls are covered with murals, and judging from the contents, they should be records of the life of the owner of the tomb.
Although the air in the tomb had circulated at this time, the murals were not affected too much. They were still brightly colored and the contents in the paintings were lifelike.
But Chen Ziyan knew in his heart that if these murals could not be specially treated in time, it would not take long for the bright colors to fade away.
"It seems that the dead man in this tomb was a painter in ancient times."
At this time, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan also stopped bickering. Looking at the murals all over the wall, Wang Kaixuan pretended to admire.
"I said you don't understand, can you pretend to understand?" Hu Bayi said helplessly: "This is a mural used to record the life of the tomb owner."
"Okay, you two can quarrel after you go back." Chen Ziyan stopped the two of them in time: "Now, let's see who is buried here."
After saying that, everyone looked at the mural.
Although there seem to be many murals here, there are actually only eight of them. Looking at them in order, they show scenes such as hunting in the forest, drinking in the palace, sending troops out to fight, and returning after victory.
And in the last mural, there is a scene of the feudal princes.
What every mural has in common is a man wearing a fox fur coat, presumably the owner of the tomb.
"This should be the tomb of a general, at least a marquis of ten thousand households!" Hu Bayi expressed his judgment.
"That's right." Chen Ziyan also nodded.
The mural made it clear enough, and he also saw it.
"Are there a lot of treasures there?" Wang Kaixuan's eyes lit up instantly when he heard what the two said.
Chen Ziyan said with a smile: "There should be some. When the Jin soldiers went south, they plundered a large amount of gold and silver treasures. If the Jin general brought his loot down, it would definitely be a valuable treasure." p>
This is Chen Ziyan's guess, but it seems to be close to ten.
It doesn’t take much, as long as you can find a few pieces of Song porcelain in good condition in this tomb, it can definitely be regarded as a treasure.
For example, in the original work, the behavior of the two people entering Baoshan in vain, now that Chen Ziyan is here, it will naturally not happen again.
"By the way, you have to be careful not to break those bottles and jars. There might be treasures inside."
Thinking of this, Chen Ziyan still reminded him uneasily.
Of course, the main thing he reminded was Wang Kaixuan.
Hu Bayi has been tempered in the military. Although he is still a little impulsive when encountering difficulties, he is still calm in the rush, unlike Wang Kaixuan who is simply reckless.
Then Chen Ziyan was in front holding a long stick to explore the way, and several people first walked around the entire tomb.
The things in the ear chambers on both sides are similar to those in the front chamber, including porcelain pots and basins.
In the back room, there are four tall horse bones and some rusty armor and weapons.
"It seems that this golden man doesn't want a generous burial." After looking at the things in the tomb, Hu Bayi said with some disappointment.
He doesn't know much about the antique trade, so he doesn't know the value of porcelain yet. Even though Chen Ziyan reminded him just now, he doesn't think how much those things are worth.
Wang Kaixuan, on the other hand, took Chen Ziyan's words to heart. While others were heading to the main room, he moved the things in the ear room to the front room.
Ignoring Wang Kaixuan's actions, Chen Ziyan led the remaining two people to the main room and looked at the coffin of the tomb owner in front of him.
Whether there are jujubes or not, we have to look at the pole!
According to convention, most of the most valuable things in a tomb are the burial objects carried by the tomb owner.
These personal burial objects are the real treasures.
There is no tomb bed in the main tomb, only a shallow pit dug in the center. The dark coffin is placed in the pit, with the upper part exposed. It looks like a tomb within a tomb.
There are also a few skeletons scattered in the corner, which look like they were buried wives, concubines or captives.
The coffin was not small in size. Chen Ziyan took a closer look and found that it was made of mahogany and black lacquer, with golden patterns painted on it. The color and shape were very strange, and it looked like it should be a totem of the Jurchen tribe.
Putting on the gloves he had already prepared, Chen Zi extended his hand and touched the coffin in front of him, and it felt very thick to the touch.
After feeling it for a while, he sighed: "Although he is not as good as the royal family members, he can still be regarded as an obscure figure."
"How about it, Mr. Chen, do you want to open the coffin?" Wang Kaixuan, who had already completed the moving work, heard this and immediately approached Chen Ziyan, looking eager to try.
"Let's go!" Chen Ziyan did not hesitate at all.
We are already here, what if we still haven’t opened the coffin?
"Wait a minute, fat man!"
Wang Kaixuan immediately took his things and wanted to open the coffin, but before he could touch the coffin, he was stopped by Hu Bayi next to him.
"What's wrong?" Wang Kaixuan looked at him confused.
Hu Bayi took out a candle from his bag: "Have you forgotten the rules?"
After saying that, he took out the compass and looked at it, found the southeast corner and lit the candle.
"Brother Chen, what are you doing, Brother Hu?" Yingzi, who had been quiet since he came in, couldn't help but ask in a low voice after seeing Hu Bayi's strange movements.
She may be a little scared. It's not enough to have three giant mastiffs by her side. She is also following Chen Ziyan closely.
"This is called ghost blowing the lamp." Chen Ziyan explained to Yingzi in a low voice: "It is one of the rules of the gold-touching captain, just like the shaman dancing to the great god."
Considering that Yingzi might not fully understand, Chen Ziyan took the shaman she was more familiar with as an example.
Sure enough, Yingzi suddenly realized when he heard this: "Oh, it turns out that it has been causing trouble for a long time. This is to ward off evil spirits."
While the two were talking, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan had already started to fight. They were inserting the engineer shovel into the gap in the coffin and prying it hard.
When Chen Ziyan saw this, he whispered a few words in Yingzi's ear.
Yingzi looked at him with some confusion, but still obediently led the giant mastiff back to the connection between the front room and the main room.
Accompanied by the sound of "creaking", although the coffin was tightly sealed, they still pried out a gap.
With their violent movements, smoke and dust filled the tomb.
The walls of this tomb are made of special materials, which are very airtight and waterproof. The glazed tiles on the head do not seep water. In addition, there is a thick layer of fallen leaves to absorb rainwater, so the inside of the tomb is very dry.
This resulted in a lot of dust in the tomb, which was all stirred up.