The structure of the quicksand tomb is double-layered, and the middle part is filled with sand. Everyone should know the arched structure. Logically speaking, Lao Zhang was trapped in the quicksand tomb, and he would definitely die. It was boring.
die.
Even if there is a rice dumpling inside, then bite him to death.
So how did he get into the mezzanine? And his internal organs were ripped out?
At this time, it is obviously not the time to consider this issue. Many tomb robbing novels have already written out the details of tomb robbing, so I will not go into details here.
We dragged out Lao Zhang's body and laid it flat in the gangster's cave. After all the quicksand in the mezzanine was drained, we filed in.
How to describe this tomb? One thing that must be said is that this tomb is very small, because after all, it is one of the two tombs of Li Zhongzhi, and this tomb is not a place where the body is buried.
The tomb chamber was very simple, just a cave-like vault, filled with musty smell and thick dust.
I scanned it with a flashlight and got a clear picture of what was inside this simple tomb. There were several lamps hung on the walls of the tomb, and the lighting was very common ghost-face masks. These are the common ever-burning lamps in ancient tombs, and they have been extinguished.
Legend has it that the ever-burning lamp in the tomb of Qin Shihuang is made of Nanhai shark oil, which can burn for thousands of years. I know whether this is a legend or true, but I won’t tell you now.
In the middle of the tomb is a flat stone with stars engraved on it. You can tell at a glance that the owner of the tomb is absolutely proficient in metaphysics. Otherwise, in an ordinary tomb, this place should be engraved with an epitaph or a painting telling the life of the tomb owner.
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There is a decayed wooden coffin on the stone. The shape of the coffin is very ordinary, but it is very big. So big that when I first saw it, I even thought it was a tomb within a tomb. Inside the tomb, it was rebuilt
A house. If you all can't understand this, I can only describe it this way. This coffin is four times the size of the coffins we usually see. At least three times.
Zhao Qingshan swallowed his saliva and muttered: Jianguo, let me see, this Li Zhongzhi packed all the gold and silver treasures he collected throughout his life in a coffin. Now he is damn rich.
I saw the bespectacled man staring at the coffin with a solemn expression, glared at Zhao Qingshan, and cursed: I didn’t come in this time to pour out the underworld, I want to make a fortune, I have a few buried under my house, I’ll give them to you later.
After saying that, I told my other clan brother, I won’t mention his name here, because his death was caused by me, and he had no connection with the whole thing that followed,
It was purely a painful accident.
I said to him: Fourth child, go and light the lamp.
Not every tomb robber can light a lamp, and not everyone believes in ghosts blowing lamps. But in the early years, my old man said to me: There is definitely a reason for the things left by the ancestors. Ghosts and gods can be disrespected, but absolutely
Can not be bullied.
Therefore, whenever I go to the field, I must follow the rules.
But what do you mean by lighting a lamp? The one who blows out the lamp is not necessarily a ghost. A scientific explanation of this phenomenon is that if there is enough oxygen in the tomb, the candle will burn normally. If there is insufficient oxygen, the candle will not burn or even extinguish automatically. So
The tomb robbers used this to judge whether Dou'er could rob or not, which actually prevented him from dying of hypoxia.
The fourth child is a silent person and listens to my words very much. After saying that, he took out the candle and went to the corner to light it. I turned to the man with glasses and said: Brother, this coffin is really old. What is inside?
thing?
The man with glasses still frowned, shook his head and said: I don’t know, I have to open it and take a look.
I thought to myself, are you talking nonsense? Before I came here, I acted as if I knew more about myself. When I entered the tomb, it turned out that I was also an old white-necked person? But at this time, I found the fourth child squatting in the corner, motionless, so I cursed: Old man
Four, where are you chopping eggs? Is it so difficult to light a lamp?
I glanced over with my flashlight and happened to see the fourth child looking back at me, but I saw his face turned pale and covered in cold sweat, and he trembled and said: Brother Jianguo, you... come and see...
Zhao Qingshan smiled and said: Jianguo, let me tell you, this fourth child is a loser, he can't even light a damn lamp, no wonder he can't stand his own mother-in-law.
I kicked him, laughed and cursed: You are the only one who talks too much.
There is also an unknown story in this, that is, Lao Si bought a Sichuan woman from a trafficker a few years ago, but she ran away with a gangster in the village. Lao Si had a good temper and was usually a gang of brothers.
But even if you poke fun at his pain, he won't get angry.
I walked to the corner and asked the fourth child: What's wrong? Considering how promising you are, you are so scared?
The fourth child squatted down, pointed at the candle and said: Brother Jianguo, look.
He struck the match and lit the candle. The flame suddenly jumped up, but after jumping a few times, it flickered out.
There was no wind in the tomb, but for a moment I felt cold air coming from my back. I grabbed the match, lit the candle, and then struck another match.
If there is a lack of oxygen, it is impossible for matches to burn but not candles.
In fact, the match burns all the match stems before extinguishing it, while the candle is extinguished the moment it is lit!
Did you really meet a ghost and blow out the lamp? What the hell is in this tomb?!
I immediately kowtowed to the candle a few times in accordance with the rules, thanked my ancestors for reminding me, and shouted to them: The idea is prickly, let’s get out quickly!
The man with glasses turned around and asked me in confusion: What's wrong?
I said anxiously: Follow the rules of our ancestors and I don’t have time to explain to you now! Get out quickly!
The man with glasses hesitated for a moment. He knew who I was and would not be alarmist, so he pulled the delicate woman and said, "Let's go, listen to Jianguo and get out."
Zhao Qingshan said with a shy smile: Brother Jianguo, there is a coffin full of treasures. Once you get it, you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life. Do you really want to quit?
I cursed: Don’t you know that if a ghost blows out a lamp, the king of hell will take his life? Even if you have money, you have to spend your life! Get out quickly, why are there so many nonsense.
I thought of Lao Zhang's miserable state, with all his internal organs cut out. I felt cold and thought that there must be an extremely difficult master here. It was very possible that Lao Zhang's internal organs were eaten by him.
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Thinking of this, I took the lead and wanted to exit. I looked back at the entrance of the cave. It didn't matter. When I saw it, I was so angry that I yelled at Zhao Qingshan: "Zhao Qingshan, you are looking for fucking death! Don't go out yet"
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Zhao Qingshan looked at me, his smiling face suddenly changed.
He turned into a cold face that I haven't seen since I was a child. He is a few years younger than me. He has been following me since I was a child, playing the role of a lackey. Although he is a bit of a jerk, I have always said that he
I dare not say anything, so in terms of relationship, he is the most considerate to me in Zhaojia Village. However, at this moment, his expression changed.
Dignified, decisive, ruthless.
That was Zhao Qingshan, a bullshitting, playful and smiling person whom I didn’t recognize.
He suddenly turned around, rushed towards the huge coffin, and then climbed up the coffin very quickly. I was startled by his sudden movement. When did Zhao Qingshan become so bold?!
But when the man with glasses saw Zhao Qingshan rushing towards the coffin and pushing the pretty woman into the robbery hole, he also ran towards the coffin.
what to do?
It will definitely be fine if you quit.
But damn, it seems like nothing happened to the two of them? The coffin seemed to be in the open air and there was no coffin board. After Zhao Qingshan jumped in, there was no sound.
As for the man with glasses, he moved to the back of the coffin, to a place where I couldn't see him. No one knew what he was doing.
I gritted my teeth and jumped down the rope. I held a flashlight in one hand and the black donkey's hoof in the other, and slowly approached the coffin. The fourth child also grabbed the machete and followed me closely. After that,
She is a delicate woman.
We first had to go around to the back of the coffin, which is where the man with the eyes disappeared. I turned around and saw the man with glasses bent into a ball. He was holding a notebook in his hand and was drawing crazily on the notebook with a pen.
Seeing me coming, I quickly made a silencing gesture to me, lowered my voice and said: This is the original insidious text of "Red Lantern Diary"!!!
I scanned the surroundings with a flashlight and discovered that behind this giant coffin, there were several sarcophagi lined up. Because these sarcophagi were small, I couldn't see them at first because they were blocked by the giant wooden coffins.
There are seven sarcophagi, arranged horizontally and vertically. At first glance, although there are no patterns on these sarcophagi and the carvings are very rough, the more simple, atmospheric and natural these things in the cultural relics tomb are, the more
It has been a long time ago, can the things used by the top cave people be as refined as those used by the people of the Tang Dynasty? Obviously not.
So, almost without thinking, I can see that this giant wooden coffin and these small stone coffins are not from the same era. The age difference between them must be very long.
Why are there two coffins from different ages in one tomb?
I thought about the time when I was burying my father. Because my family had no money, I stole someone else's coffin and repainted it, but I immediately vetoed it. This Li Zhongzhi was an important official in the court at the time, and he would be so depressed.
Use someone else's coffin?
Moreover, why are there so many coffins buried in such a small tomb, and who are inside the coffins? This is not a question I have to consider. The man in glasses is recording the so-called inscriptions. Although I am curious about this, it is useless to remember it.
, professional things need to be done by professional people, I don’t understand this stuff at all.
What I am most concerned about now is Zhao Qingshan. I put the donkey hooves on my belt and I am going to climb this tall wooden coffin. At this moment, the fourth child grabbed me and said with a pale face: Brother Jianguo, you
listen!
His voice startled the four of us. Even the man with glasses raised his ears and stopped trying to record. Only then did we hear a woman's voice in the wooden coffin.
This sound made the delicate woman blush to the root of her neck in an instant. How should I put it? It was a woman's *sound. Even after so many years, I still clearly remember that sound, even though I am so old when I say this.
A bit shameless. But I still have to say it.
What came out of this was indeed a woman's *sound, not a painful *sound, but an extremely comfortable *sound* coming from the woman under the bed.
I was also treated very unnaturally. Could it be that Zhao Qingshan was doing something with a female rice dumpling inside?! With a straight face, I approached the coffin and called out: Qingshan? (To be continued)