The train left at two o'clock the next day. We were so excited that we didn't sleep all night. I asked the fat man how much money we had left in total. The fat man counted and said that we had one hundred and fifty left. This little money was enough to pay for the return trip and food.
fee.
When I thought about it, this wouldn't work. We haven't been back for more than ten years. It would be inappropriate to go see the folks with nothing. I had to find a way to get some money to buy some gifts for the folks.
The fat man said that he might as well sell my piece of jade and exchange it for one thousand eight hundred yuan.
I say you should keep it. Don't worry about the little things your father left for you. If you sell them, you won't be able to get them back. Don't regret it when the time comes.
Finally, I found something valuable. We have a Yingge brand mechanical watch with us. My father bought it for me when I was a company commander. It is a limited edition and is limited in supply. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.
It was worth more than 200 yuan on the market at that time. I went to Panjiayuan and sold the watch to Da Jinya. This grandson accepted everything. When he heard that we were going to Inner Mongolia to start a business, he sponsored us for 100 yuan and
It was agreed that when we find something, he will contact the buyer.
In the 1980s, three hundred yuan was enough for an ordinary family to live a luxurious life for two to three months. It was a considerable amount of money. With more than three hundred yuan, I bought a lot of food, including candied toffee.
Canned chocolate tea and the like were not available in the mountains, so the remaining money was exchanged for national food stamps on the black market.
The journey of two days and two nights seemed a bit long in the mood of anticipation. After arriving at the station, I had to ride a tractor for a day, and then go into the mountains and walk on the mountain road for a day and night.
After the two of us entered the mountain, we walked for less than a day before we could no longer walk. The things we carried were too heavy. Each of us had to carry more than 100 kilograms. I gritted my teeth and persisted. The fat man was really in trouble. Sitting there
He was breathing heavily under the big tree and couldn't even speak.
Fortunately, we met an accountant who came out from the village to do business. He was still a half-year-old child who jumped in line when we were in line. He played with us all day long and called us brother every time.
When the accountant saw how much luggage we had, he quickly ran back to the village and asked a few people to come pick us up with donkeys. We all knew these elderly people, and there were two girls in their twenties or thirteen years old who came after I left.
I was just born, and they all called me, not to mention that I was weird.
I asked the accountant: Why are there no young men in the village?
The accountant replied: All the laborers in the village have gone to work with the archaeological team. Isn’t that the Tangshan earthquake in 1976? Although they are thousands of miles away from us, they belong to the same family.
In the earthquake zone, this earthquake completely shattered Niuxin Mountain in Lamagou. There was a large tomb inside that looked like a palace. Many brave people in our village went in to move things. That guy, the good things were gone.
, the result was unknown, and the county government was alerted, and the archaeological team followed. They said this was the tomb of Empress Dowager Xiao of the Liao Dynasty, and they even took away all the good things in everyone's house, leaving nothing behind. Then
The archaeological team is not the same as those in Niuxin Mountain. It seems that there are many good things to be dug under the mountain. They hired all the laborers in the village to work, and one laborer was responsible for food and drink for a day.
Give me three yuan. This has been going on for several years, and it’s not easy to do. Many people are still working there.
The fat man and I almost vomited blood when we heard this. We dared to burn incense with our two brothers. Even the Lord Buddha fell off his buttocks.
But there is nothing we can do. We can't compete with the archaeological team and the Cultural Relics Bureau for the public domain. Now that we are here, let's play for a few days and then think of ways to find other places. Anyway, the only large ancient tomb is the Niuxin Mountain one.
When we were about to enter the village, the villagers who had received the news were waiting at the door. They all crowded over and asked questions. Yanzi led his daughter and cried to us: Oh, Fatty Lao Hu, you really want us to die.
How come we haven’t heard from each other for so many years? Yanzi’s father hugged both of us tightly: You two little bastards will disappear as soon as you leave. If you don’t stay here for two or three years, no one is allowed to leave.
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Fatty and I both cried. Fatty has lived here for six or seven years, and I have only lived here for one year. But the people in the mountains are simple. If you have lived here, they will always treat you like a relative. This place is still the same as before, a little bit.
Nothing has changed, there is no electricity, no roads, and many people here have never seen an electric light in their lives. The more I think about it, the sadder I feel. I think that when we have money, we must build a road for the villagers, but when can we get it?
Where's the money?
At this time, the old party secretary in the village was helped by someone and came over. Before he arrived, he said loudly: Chairman's children are back again, Chairman, is he okay now? How is the Cultural Revolution going?
I was puzzled when I heard that, Chairman, how can I know if the old man is doing well now? I rushed to the front and held the old branch secretary’s arm and said: He is well, he lies in the memorial hall every day, who of you miss him, buy it.
With just a ticket, you can go in and see his old man. The Cultural Revolution has ended long ago, and now Comrade Xiaoping is leading us to carry out reform and opening up.
The old branch secretary didn’t seem to hear what I said. He pulled his neck and asked loudly: What did Comrade Ming do?
Yanzi told me next to him: Don't listen to him anymore. I don't know how to fix it. He became deaf in 1973, can't hear anything clearly, and is always confused.
Only then did I realize what was going on. I said loudly in the ear of the old party secretary: Party secretary, I have brought you a lot of delicious food. I will deliver it to you in a while. You can eat it slowly.
Everyone walked into the village while talking. The old party secretary was still shouting from behind: Children, you go back and report to his old man that we firmly support the proletarian cultural revolution and should be rectified.
In the evening, the Kang table at Yanzi's house was filled with fried pheasant slices and smoked venison legs. In the middle was a large clay pot with pickled cabbage powder and braised white meat. Yanzi's husband was also very familiar with us before. He went to work in Niuxin Mountain and did not come back.
Can't see it yet.
Yanzi's father was drinking and talking with us, and I talked about the ancient tomb in Niuxin Mountain, and by the way asked him if there were any tombs of ancient nobles in this mountain.
Since ancient times, mountain people have always believed that tomb robbing is a side job to generate income, and there is no moral problem. This is the case in the north. In the south of Xiangxi, robbery and murder are used as a side job. The mountain people work as farmers during the day and as bandits at night, hiding in the woods.
They specialize in killing foreign merchants who pass by and never leave anyone alive. This is forced by the living environment for thousands of years. If you rely on mountains and rivers, you will eat ancient tombs and living people passing by. As long as there are ancient tombs nearby, you can eat them.
Someone will dig it. In remote areas, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and the king's laws cannot control it. Although no one can explain this legally, the fact is that these are normal in deep mountains and old forests. The ancient tombs nearby
Most of them have been around for so long and have gone through so many changes that they have no obvious signs, or else they would have been dug up by the mountain people.
Yanzi's father said that a long time ago, before liberation, there were several young amateur tomb robbers in this village. At that time, they didn't know that there were tombs in Niuxin Mountain. They went to a legendary place to dig tombs and dig for gold, but they found nothing.
Whatever happened, they all went away, and Yanzi's second uncle was one of them. Yanzi's father knew the approximate location of that legendary place, but he had never dared to go there.
Speaking of the past, the old man fell into memories. He lit up Yabuli's old cigarette pipe and took a few puffs. After thinking for a long time, he said: If you want to find ancient tombs, there are none nearby except Niuxin Mountain.
Well, according to old legend, there is a barbarian ditch at the Heifengkou on the border of China and Mongolia, which is a five-day journey from here to the north via Tuanshanzi. Legend has it that the area is full of tombs of the princes and nobles of the Jin Dynasty. However, the place is inaccessible and is still sparsely populated.
There are savages out there, do you have the guts to go?
I had heard of the name Yerengou before, but I had never heard that there were ancient tombs there. What exactly had killed the previous group of tomb robbers? Not to mention that I didn’t know, Yanzi’s father didn’t know, and everyone in the entire village didn’t know.
No one knows either.
There are too many dangerous things in the mountains and forests. All kinds of wild beasts, and even changes in weather and natural environment can kill people. If you encounter a big smoke bubble and get covered in it, even the great gods will not be able to escape.
come out.
We were determined to go, and Yan Zi’s father couldn’t stop us. No one in the village had actually been to Heifengkou Yerengou, they only knew the approximate direction. Because it was close to the border and there were no people around, even if the people in the village went into the mountains to hunt.
Or they can't go that far to pick mountain goods. In addition, Yanzi's father is old and suffers from cold legs and can no longer go into the mountains. Yanzi was pregnant with her second child at the time and couldn't travel far. In the village
All the young and middle-aged people are working in Lamagou and will not come back soon.
Yanzi's father said: I don't feel at ease if I don't take you there myself. In fact, the danger in Yerengou is not from the barbarians. The key is that the terrain is complicated. When winter comes, the white-haired wind blows, so it is easy to get lost. But it is early autumn, so it is easy to get lost.
Don’t worry about it for the first time. If you go, be sure to bring more dogs with you and find a good guide. Our village has raised several mastiff dogs in the past few years, and we will bring them all with you this time.
Mastiff does not just refer to Tibetan Mastiff. In the Northeast, huge bulldogs are called Mastiffs, which are not exactly the same as Tibetan Mastiffs.
The hunters and herdsmen living in the northern grassland forests were threatened by wild beasts such as wolves and black bears, and it was difficult to deal with them with ordinary hunting dogs, so they adopted the method of raising mastiffs learned from Tibet to raise mastiffs. As the saying goes, nine dogs and one mastiff
, this sentence does not mean that one mastiff can be born out of nine dogs. It must be a female dog with good pedigree. Nine puppies are born in a litter at the same time. These nine puppies are born and locked in a cellar.
They were deprived of food and drink and allowed to kill each other, and the only one that survived was the mastiff. Mastiffs are extremely ferocious by nature, and three mastiff dogs can tear a full-grown human bear into pieces alive.
There are three mastiffs in the village, plus five of the best hounds, all of which were given to us. Yanzi's father recommended a guide to us, Yingzi.
Yingzi is just nineteen years old. She is a rare Oroqen ethnic group. In this village, among the younger generation of hunters, no one is better than Yingzi. She is a famous sharpshooter in the mountains. Despite her young age, she has been following her since she was a child.
Her father was hunting in the woods, and she didn't know anything about the old woods. Two of the three mastiffs in the village were raised by her herself.
Before leaving, I asked Yanzi to help prepare some things, including bird cages, glutinous rice, black donkey hooves, crowbars, a large bucket of vinegar, and soju.
After everything was packed up, Yanzi's father gave many warnings, don't force yourself if you can't find her, and go back quickly. He didn't go back until he sent us to Tuanshanzi.
I am quite confident about finding ancient tombs. As long as I can get to Yerengou, it doesn't matter if there are no ancient tombs. If there is one, I will definitely be able to find it. Regarding tomb robbing, I learned part of it from books, and most of it.
I heard it from my grandfather before. My grandfather Hu Guohua served as an officer in the old warlord army. Some of his soldiers were once subordinates of Sun Dianying, the Dongling robber. They participated in many large-scale tomb-robbing operations and were rich in experience. All of my grandfather's
You know what you hear mostly by listening to what they say.
Historically, tomb robbers have been divided into two types: civilians and officials. Official robbers are all open-fire robbers who specialize in the imperial mausoleums. Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu in the late Qin Dynasty, should be the ancestor of official robbers. As for the digger army during the Three Kingdoms period, such as Xiaowei and others
It just systematizes official robbers and forms an assembly line operation. There are also amateurs and professionals among the people. Amateurs dig whatever they want, while professionals look for the tombs of nobles and princes. The younger ones look down on them.
The key to tomb robbing is to find ancient tombs, which is a very profound knowledge. Over the thousands of years in China, dynasties have changed, and the construction and location selection of emperors' tombs have been different. In the Qin and Han Dynasties, what went up and followed down was mostly the same.
Overturned bucket-style tombs. The overturned bucket is the shape of the mound of earth. It looks like a meter bucket turned over to cover it. There are lines on the four sides and a small square platform at the top. Some of them look like Egyptian pagodas.
, except that the Chinese one has an extra side, but it is surprisingly similar to the pyramids of the Mayan civilization, a lost civilization found in South America. No one can guess the connection between them.
In the Tang Dynasty, mountains were built into mausoleums, and the projects were huge and majestic. This was also related to the national power of the Tang Dynasty at that time. The royal tombs of the Tang Dynasty were full of the splendor of the most powerful empire in the world.
From the Southern Song Dynasty to the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, military disasters occurred one after another. Several of the largest natural disasters in ancient Chinese history also occurred during this period. China's national power was weak, and the scale of the mausoleums of princes and nobles was not as luxurious as before.
Later, in the Qing Dynasty, during the Kangxi and Qianlong periods, the country's economy and productivity were greatly restored. The architectural style of the mausoleums changed, paying more attention to the ground-level buildings, combining them with the ancestral temple gardens for worship, and absorbing the influence of the previous dynasties.
Based on our experience in preventing theft, the structures of underground palace tombs in the Qing Dynasty were extremely strong, making them most difficult to attack.
In the final analysis, no matter which dynasty or generation, the tomb forms in China for thousands of years are all derived from the Five Elements Feng Shui layout derived from the Sixty-Four Hexagrams of Fu Xi.
Eight words: Within nature, heaven and man are one.
This kind of tomb culture is the essence of Chinese civilization. The Mongolian Uighurs, Tubos, Jinte, Wusun, Xianbei, She people, Jurchens, Dangxiang and other ethnic minorities have been greatly influenced, and the layout of their tombs has imitated that of the Central Plains.
Forms, but most of them only scratch the surface. It can be said that as long as you know how to look at the direction of mountains and rivers in the world, you can easily find ancient tombs no matter how deeply hidden they are.
Going further forward is the endless virgin forest. Yingzi led eight big dogs to clear the way in front. Fatty led a pony to carry tents and other supplies and equipment. I walked behind carrying a shotgun, and the group entered Zhongmongolia.
Among the high mountains on the border.
As the fat man walked, he asked Yingzi in front: Sister, what is going on with the savages in Yerengou? What are the savages? Have you ever seen them?
Yingzi turned around and said: I don't know what a savage is. My father said that many people have seen it over the years, but no one has caught a living one, and no corpse has been seen of a dead one. Those who have seen it can't tell what they are.
Sample.
I laughed from behind and said: Fatty, you are so damn uneducated. As the name suggests, savages are wild people. You should study hard in the future. Do you know what a wild person is? They are born in the wild, maybe from trees.
, it may be grown in the ground, but it is not artificial.
The savages are very mysterious. The legend of the savages in Shennongjia has been around for a long time. I have heard about it in the army. It is said that a PLA soldier once shot and killed a savage in Shennongjia. The savage’s body fell off a cliff thousands of feet high.
In the end, it was not clear whether the savage was a human or a big hairy monkey. Almost all witnesses who had seen the savage affirmed that the savage was tall and strong, and his body was covered with long and thin black hair.
I heard Yingzi tell us that the Savage ditch at Heifengkou was not called Savage ditch in the past, it was called Dead Man ditch. In the more ancient times, it was not called Dead man ditch, but Pengyue ditch. It has always been a nobleman of the Jin Dynasty.
Later, the Mongolian army defeated the main force of the Jin soldiers at Heifengkou. Corpses piled up like mountains. The Mongols threw all the dead into the ditch. The whole valley was almost filled up, so the locals called it the Dead Man's Ditch.
Later, someone saw a savage near this valley, and word spread that the name of Dead Man's Valley was replaced by savage's ditch.
There is nothing scary about savages. No matter how powerful savages are, can they be compared to mastiffs? A sudden thought came to my mind. I don’t know what price savages can fetch in the market. But then I thought, it’s not humane to do this. It’s better not to kill living animals.
I have an idea, but I am serious about digging ancient tombs.
Because we were carrying horses, we couldn't climb mountains with too steep slopes. We had to detour when we encountered big mountains. This journey was extremely slow. Fortunately, the virgin forest in autumn was a gorgeous scenery. The red and yellow leaves all over the mountains and plains were dyed in layers, which made people feel relaxed.
Watching tirelessly, he occasionally saw a pheasant, hare, and roe deer running out of the woods. Yingzi let the dogs chase after them. At night, he camped, picked some mushrooms and spices from the mountains, and lit a campfire for barbecue.
Fatty and I both had a great time. We haven’t eaten the same kind of game these days.
When traveling in these mountains, if we don’t bring hunting dogs, we have to sleep in the trees. We brought three giant mastiffs and five large hunting dogs. This kind of power has almost no opponent in the forest, unless we encounter three giant mastiffs.
There are more than one human bear. Yingzi said that mastiffs are the nemesis of human bears. When the human bears in the forest hear the cry of mastiffs, they will immediately run away from each other. So we all sleep in tents at night, and the loyal hounds are there.
There is nothing to worry about as you keep sentries around the tent. These dogs are much more reliable than people.
Yingzi's temper was much sharper than that of Yanzi when she was young. She was so angry that she wouldn't let Xiao Chili. She had to listen to her on what route to take and what to eat. Who asked her to be the guide? The dogs also
Listen to her, even though I am used to being a company commander, I can only tolerate being an ordinary soldier with her.
However, Yingzi did have a few ideas. She hunted for roads, found spring water, and judged whether mushrooms in the mountains were poisonous. How to find wood ear mushrooms, hazelnuts, persimmons, Codonopsis pilosula, schisandra chinensis, etc. in the deep mountains. There was nothing she didn’t understand. And there were some animals in the mountains. I
I can't even name them, I've never seen them before, but Yingzi can tell them what kind of animals they are, what kind of environment they live in, what they feed on, and what kind of traps they can be used to catch alive. Fatty and I can tell.
With big eyes and small eyes, he could only say two words: I'm convinced.
The Oroqen people are all born hunters. The word Oroqen is the official name for this nation, but it is not very accurate. Sometimes they also call themselves Oroqen or Oroqen. It means wandering in the forest, sea and mountains.
Deer hunters. They have been wandering in the forests of Xiaoxing'an Mountains for many years, living a nomadic life of fishing and hunting. When China was just liberated, the total population of the Oroqen people was less than 1,000 people. The government allowed them to live in a harsh living environment.
They came out of the deep mountains and old forests and lived a settled life. However, the tribesmen have an almost deified worship and yearning for the hunting life lived by their ancestors. They believe in shamans and worship nature. Although they have lived a settled life
In life, I still have to go into the mountains to hunt frequently.
There was nothing to say along the way, so we kept the story short. We all stayed overnight in the virgin forest. After walking for six or seven days in the primeval forest, we finally arrived at the Heifengkou on the border between China and Mongolia. The density of the forest in the Heifengkou is indescribable, and there is almost no foothold in the depths.
The place is full of cold-resistant tree species such as Korean pine, larch, birch, and poplar. The dead branches and leaves on the ground are covered layer by layer, and you will get stuck every time you walk. It's easy for people to handle, but horses have a lot of weight and often get stuck.
It couldn't move, so we had to use all our strength to pull and pull, just walking and pushing forward.
I don’t know how old the bottom one is. The rotten branches and leaves and the dead beasts trapped inside give off a putrid smell. This stench is mixed with the scent of red pine and wild flowers. It smells weird, no.
It smells so good, but after smelling it too much, it makes me feel a little addictive.
When we arrived at Heifengkou, the rest was mine. We found a valley, which should be the legendary Savage Valley. There is nothing strange about the appearance here. It is not as fierce and vicious as Lama Valley, but this is just an intuitive feeling.
, Yingzi said that it looked like there must be a big smoke bubble in the valley. You must look carefully before going down. If you get stuck in the big smoke bubble, you will not be able to get out. If you want to go down to the barbarian ditch, everyone must prepare a big log.
I used a stick to explore the path, and found that the fallen leaves below were too deep, worse than a swamp. Fortunately, it was not the rainy season, otherwise I would not have thought of going down.
Yerengou belongs to the remnants of the Daxinganling Mountains. The mountains on both sides are gentle. The entire valley runs north-south. There are hills on the east and west sides. The middle part receives only a short amount of sunshine all year round, making it look gloomy. The valley is filled with sediment.
It is full of dead leaves and grass. Except for some low and sparse shrubs, there are no trees growing. When you leave the valley, the trees are even sparser. The primeval forest ends here, and more than two hundred miles further is the vast Outer Mongolia prairie.
It was almost dusk, and the blood-red sunset hung in the sky. We climbed up the hillside and looked around. We saw that the red sun was about to set. The sky was filled with large tracts of red clouds. The entire sky seemed to be dyed with thick oil paint and covered with forests.
The rolling mountains and the endless prairie in the distance have become hazy in the field of vision. The mountains are really like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood.
The fat man felt very happy when he saw this beautiful scenery: Old Hu, this scenery is so beautiful, our trip was not in vain.
What I remember most is the ancient tomb in Yerengou. I carefully looked at the topography of the valley based on the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret technique, and then took out the compass to identify the Bagua directions. I thought to myself: I finally found the right damn place. There must be something in this valley.
Ancient tombs of nobles.
Yeren Valley, formerly known as Pengyue Valley, has a stable and majestic terrain, with the feeling of swallowing up everything. One end is the grassland, and the other end is connected to the Greater Khingan Mountains. The Outer Mongolia prairie is like a vast ocean, and Pengyue Valley is like a river flowing into the sea.
A big river.
Although the Feng Shui style here is not enough to bury an emperor, it is more than enough to bury a high-ranking official such as a prince or a general. When the moon reaches its zenith, the moonlight will point out the location of the ancient tomb for us.
It is getting late, the sun is gradually sinking into the western horizon, and the large forest is about to be swallowed up by shadows. The reason why this place was once called Pengyue Valley was because when the moon rose directly over the valley, I lay on my back in the deepest part of the valley and raised my head.
Looking at the sky, the peripheral vision will create an illusion. The highest hills on both sides are like two huge arms, stretching towards the bright moon in the sky. The deceased in this place took the pure and auspicious energy of the sun and moon.
There is a detailed explanation in a chapter of my ancestral Feng Shui book. Although some of the literal content is not clear, it is not difficult to make inferences based on field observations.
If the Savage Valley was not covered with such thick dead leaves and rotten grass, we could directly find the middle position. But now we have to wait until the moon rises at night, then we can refer to the position of the moon in the sky and go down to the deepest part of the valley to search.
Ancient tombs. The main reason is that our manpower is limited and we cannot make any deviations when working. Otherwise, the amount of work will be too large.
It was too early for midnight. We pitched the tent under a big tree on the hillside, tied the pony to the tree, fed it fodder, and lit a bonfire to boil water for dinner. The game tonight was hunted by the hunting dogs.
A little deer came here. This deer looked a little strange. It had ridges on its body. It was small and very uneven in shape. Its hind legs were unusually thick. It had big ears and no horns. It must be a female.
When Yingzi saw the hunting dogs dragging the strange deer, he hurried forward and turned the deer over to examine the belly of the dead deer. There was blood on the belly of the strange deer. Yingzi opened the deer's mouth again, as if he was looking for something.
The thing was not found in the end, so she was so angry that she kicked the deer hard, and cursed at the big hunting dogs: These bear things are eaten all day long, and they can't point any fingers at you.
None of you are allowed to eat today
The fat man looked at it strangely and asked Yingzi: Sister, what are you looking for?
Yingzi took out a sharp knife to skin the deer while answering the fat man's question: Fat brother, you have never seen this kind of animal, right? This is a musk deer. There is musk in the belly button of the female musk deer. Oh my god, it is so valuable, but this thing is extremely thief.
When he saw someone trying to catch him, he bit off his belly button and chewed it to pieces. Damn, these dogs are so bearish. If they move faster, they can get a piece of musk.
After hearing this, the fat man sat down against a big tree, lowered his head and bent over, and exerted force on his stomach.
I slapped him on the head: What the hell are you thinking? Do you think you are a deer and can reach your belly button with your mouth? Besides, your belly button is full of mud and is worthless.
The fat man was anxious: Damn it, my back is itchy, rub it against the tree twice, you are the one who wants to bite my belly button
The two of us bickered for a while, then separated to pack up. I went to collect dry firewood, and the fat man helped Yingzi roast the meat. We only roasted one hind leg of the musk deer, which was enough to eat. All the musk deer's internal organs were fed to the five big hounds.
Yingzi was so arrogant that he just said he wouldn't give these dogs dinner, but now he was worried that they wouldn't have enough to eat.
The other three giant mastiffs were squatting proudly in the distance, not taking a serious look at the ordinary hounds that were snatching the intestines of the animals. Yingzi gave the two front legs of the musk deer to the two mastiffs, and gave one of the hind legs to them.
The largest one is the giant mastiff called Huzi.
The three of us ate barbecue around the campfire. Yingzi gave each of us a knife and a small bowl made of salt rock. He put the deer legs on the fire and flipped them over the barbecue. He sliced ​​them off piece by piece with the knife and put them in the bowl.
It had a salty taste after being rubbed, and I ate the meal very quickly. I was just thinking about the ancient tombs in the ditch, and I didn't taste any difference between the taste of musk deer meat and ordinary venison.
After eating, the moon had already risen. Through the moonlight, we could see the clouds flowing quickly in the sky, which meant that there was going to be a strong wind at night. Seeing that it was almost time, we left the hunting dogs to guard the camp, and the three of us each held their own.
The stick shotgun was lowered into the savage ditch.
Every time we took a step forward, we had to stick a wooden stick into the ground in front of us to see if there were any big smoke bubbles. The situation below Yeren Ditch was much better than we expected, although in some places the fallen leaves were all gone.
However, there is no swamp formed by the large smoke bubbles and dead leaves soaked and rotted by the rain. It seems that if you want to dig the ancient tomb, you must first clean up the fallen leaves covering the tomb.
I looked up at the moon in the sky, took out the compass for comparison, looked around both sides of the valley, and finally determined the location. There may be many ancient tombs in this valley, but the most important one, and the most distinguished noble,
His tomb is right at our feet.
I inserted a wooden stick and left it here to mark it. I will go back and have a good sleep today. I will have enough strength to start digging tomorrow morning. There is no one else in this deep mountain and forest for hundreds of miles. There is no need to do it secretly at night.
live.
As I walked back, I told the fat man about tomb robbing. Since I am in this business, I should know more about these things and not just rely on my strength to dig. I have been telling him about it since we entered the mountain.
In China since ancient times, the earliest recorded tomb robbing incident occurred about 3,000 years ago. It was the Zhou Dynasty with three emperors and five emperors.
In the novel, the dynasty supported by Fengming Qishan, Jiang Taigong and others had a foundation of more than 800 years. During that era, a total of two major tomb robbing incidents were recorded. One was the theft of King You of Zhou's tomb, and the other
Once, the tomb of Shang Tang was robbed. Two lifelike corpses of young men and women were found in the tomb of King You. The tomb robbers were so frightened that they ran away. However, a large turtle shell was unearthed from the tomb of King Tang, which was covered with carvings.
Oracle.
The fat man said: Old Hu, don't talk to me about this useless thing. Just tell me if there are ghosts in the tomb. How can we deal with them? And what about the ghost you talked about last time blowing the lamp? Why do I sound so evil when I hear it?
Yingzi said: What kind of ghost is blowing out the lamp? Is that what we in the Northeast call the smoker blowing out the lamp?
I said: It's not the one in the Northeast. It's a superstitious behavior of gold-touching captains. In fact, it's not necessarily useless. The air quality in the tomb is not good. If the candles can't be lit, people will definitely be poisoned and die if they go in.
It can also be explained from a scientific point of view. Besides, how could there be ghosts in the ancient tombs? That’s all superstition and legend. Even if there are ghosts, we don’t have to worry. I’ve prepared black donkey hooves, glutinous rice and other evil things. In a word,
Don't believe in evil spirits when robbing tombs. If you are afraid of ghosts, don't robbing tombs.
The fat man suddenly realized: After a long time, you asked Yanzi to prepare these things to ward off evil spirits. I thought you were too awesome to be afraid of ghosts. By the way, what are the vinegar and bird cages for?
I was about to answer when I suddenly heard the barking of hounds from the hillside. The three of us were all heartbroken, thinking that there might be some savage beast coming to attack our camp. But there were three giant mastiffs there, even if they ate them
Bear-hearted leopards should not dare to cause trouble. What on earth caused the hunting dogs to bark and hurry back to the hillside.
Back to the tent, a bloody scene appeared in front of me. The pony tied to the tree was bitten by an unknown beast. Its entire belly was broken open, and its intestines flowed all over the ground. The pony was still alive and fell to the ground.
He was twitching constantly on the ground, and he seemed to be dead.
The hunting dogs gathered around the pony and barked at it, as if they had seen something terrible, and their barks were full of uneasiness.
According to common sense, horses and dogs are good friends. The belly of a pony is definitely not bitten by a dog. What kind of wild beast would it be? Three giant mastiffs and five hounds were surrounding it, but they did not catch the murderous beast.
Looking around, there was no sign of any wild beasts. There was only silence in the empty mountain. The night wind rustled the leaves in the forest, and our hands holding the shotguns were already covered in cold sweat.
The horse was vomiting blood, and there was white air coming out of its nostrils. Although its intestines were flowing all over the floor, it couldn't breathe for a while. Yingzi aimed at the horse's head and shot it, ending its last moments of death.
pain.
I suddenly found that the horse's intestines were moving, not as a physiological reaction, but as if it was being pulled underground by something. The thing pulling the pony's internal organs was hiding under the horse's carcass.
I quickly pulled Yingzi back. Fatty Yingzi also saw what happened just now. The three of them looked at each other and thought in their minds: Could it be a savage?
When we were in the Savage ditch, the first thing that came to our mind was of course the savages, but did the savages have such power to tear open the horse's belly? Maybe it used weapons, but those who can make weapons are not savages. It seems to be the imagination of the savages.
cannot be established.
Before we could figure it out, all the internal organs on the ground were pulled under the horse's carcass, and what was underneath was completely obscured by the horse's body.
I had to move the horse's body away first. I weighed the shotgun in my hand. This kind of gun is much more advanced than the tool I used to shoot bears in Lamagou more than ten years ago. However, the caliber of this sporting air rifle
It is too small to cause fatal damage to large beasts. But in this case, something is better than nothing. After all, it is much stronger than a fire stick.
With guns and dogs, everyone felt somewhat confident, so the three of them worked together to push away the horse's body, and a bottomless hole suddenly appeared in the grass on the ground.
The hole has a diameter as thick as a small bucket. It is impossible for an adult to get in. The pony's intestines were dragged into the hole by something. When we first arrived, the hole was covered with grass and there was no one there.
Now, seeing the grass growing nearby, we tied the horse here. When we went down to the valley to look for the ancient tomb, the guys in the cave suddenly attacked and tore the horse's belly open. Although the hunting dogs were extremely fierce, the entrance to the cave was blocked.
The horse carcasses covered him, and he screamed in panic, but there was nothing he could do.
I used a flashlight to shine into the cave. It was dark and I didn’t know how deep it was. I looked at the marks on the wall of the cave. My experience as an engineer for more than three years came in handy at this time. It was almost certain that this hole was not artificial.
, it was dug by some kind of animal with its claws, and its claws are very sharp. It is a good digger. Otherwise, how could it tear the pony's belly apart in one go? But what kind of animal it is, I really can't think of it. Even the right
Yingzi, who knew the forest well, shook his head repeatedly. He had never seen or heard of such an animal.
I guess there will be other cave entrances nearby. It seems that the Savage Valley looks peaceful and has beautiful scenery, but it is actually dangerous. No wonder the group of people who came here to rob the tomb decades ago never came back. I wonder if they also
Encountered this ferocious underground monster.
It was not a good place to stay for a long time, so we decided to move overnight without waiting for dawn. The three of us were divided into two teams. Fatty and I took five hunting dogs and went to dig graves at the bottom of the valley. Yingzi took three giant mastiffs and searched nearby for the monster that attacked us. That guy
No matter how powerful they are, they will not be more ferocious than the three giant mastiffs. Instead of passively defending, it is better to take the initiative. If any situation arises on one side, fire a shot to notify the other side and rush to support as soon as possible.
Fatty alone led the five large hounds, and I carried tools and other practical things on my back. The two of us worked in tandem and followed the previously explored path down to the bottom of the valley.
I took out two engineering shovels, took one for myself, and threw the other to the fat man: "Little fat, work more quickly, it is not suitable for deep burial here, the ancient tomb under the leaf litter will not be too deep, the sooner we dig it
The better the antiques are, the better. Then quickly leave this hellish place and go home, selling the money to build a road for the folks.
The fat man spat on his hand: Look at me, Fatty.
The German engineer shovel flew up and down, digging up a large piece of mud formed by dead branches and leaves with each blow.
Although there are no trees in the valley of Yerengou, when the wind blows, the leaves from the surrounding mountains will be blown in. Over the years, it is really deep. We took turns digging six or seven meters deep, and finally saw the soil. I used
I picked up a handful and found that the soil was very fine, with clear grains and no lumps of soil. I tasted it with the tip of my tongue and it was a bit sweet. Yes, this is the mound of sealed soil, and four or five meters below is the tomb chamber.
Be careful when you are about to dig into the tomb chamber. Some tombs have anti-theft mechanisms. The ancient tombs in the Northern Song Dynasty, Liao and Jin Dynasties are not like those before the Tang Dynasty. Before the Tang Dynasty, there were mechanisms such as falling rocks to hide the tombs. Anti-theft technology was relatively mature during the Northern Song Dynasty.
Especially for some noble tombs, it is impossible to carry out projects as large as the tombs of emperors, and the manpower mobilized is also limited. Of course, this is only a relative term, and the things inside are not ambiguous at all, otherwise they will not be worthy of this Feng Shui
Treasure land.
The ancient tomb of the Jin Dynasty in the late Northern Song Dynasty here should have used Tianbao Longhuo glazed roof, which was a popular anti-theft technology at that time. The craftsmanship of this structure is very advanced. The tomb is hollow, and the ceiling is first laid with a very thin layer of glazed tiles, with a layer of glazed tiles on it.
There are bags of Western Regions Fire Dragon Oil, and then there is another layer of glazed tiles, and then there is the mound of sealed earth. As long as external force enters, this top will be broken at the touch. The Western Regions Fire Dragon Oil will catch the air, destroying the bones and the burial objects in the tomb.
Burn it all so that the tomb robbers can get nothing.
Of course, this is a last resort method. The tomb owners will fight to die together and will not let their bones be destroyed by the tomb robbers. This kind of mechanism was only popular for a while in the Jin and Liao Dynasties at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty. Later, more advanced mechanisms appeared.
The Baolong Fire Glazed Dome was subsequently replaced.
This little mechanism can't be hidden from me. The biggest weakness of this mechanism is that if you dig from the side, the dragon fire glazed tiles on the top will not be broken. So when we dug to the sealing soil, we started to dig deep from the side. The two of us were working hard.
, I didn’t know what it meant to be tired, so I dug a big hole six or seven meters deep on the side.
Unexpectedly, it was already daybreak. Yingzi came back and said that she found nothing nearby. She went to the woods to prepare lunch. When the food was ready, she sent a dog to call us.
After Yingzi left, the two of us continued working, and finally dug a layer of hard soil on the side, which was as solid as a rock. When the engineer's shovel hit it, only a white mark appeared on it.
The fat man cursed: Why is there still cement here? Did you know that we had brought some explosives in advance to dig it?
I said: Explosives are used by rough people. This is a layer of rammed earth, with a mechanism on the top to protect it. The builders will not ignore the surrounding areas of the tomb. This kind of soil was prepared using the secret recipe of the palace at that time, and it was mixed with some
Glutinous rice juice, boy urine and other messes are stronger than damn modern concrete. This secret recipe belonged to the emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty. Later, the Jin Kingdom destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty, and then it spread to the hands of the Jin nobles.
I moved the large bucket of vinegar over and asked the fat man to use a big spoon to pour it onto the rammed soil layer by spoonful. When the bucket of vinegar was poured out, the tomb wall would be almost corroded. Don't
It seems that the corrosiveness of vinegar is not very strong, but it has a miraculous effect on the rammed earth prepared with a secret recipe. This is called one thing that overcomes one thing. Then digging will be like digging tofu.
They followed the law, and sure enough, they saw that the tomb was about to be dug up. While they were enjoying themselves, they suddenly heard a gunshot from the forest, which made the birds in the trees fly.
The fat man said anxiously: My older sister fired the gun
I picked up the engineer shovel and shotgun: "Let's go take a look."
The two of them ignored the physical exertion, spread their legs, and walked quickly on the leaf litter step by step.
We heard the sound and hurried deep into the forest, followed closely by the five big dogs. After running for a while into the forest, we suddenly saw Yingzi running towards us with three giant mastiffs.
Seeing that she was fine, I put my worries down and said: Sister, was it you who shot me? Did you find anything?
Yingzi's face turned pale and he was out of breath: Oh my God, you scared me to death. I found a few shacks in front of you. Let's go in and take a look. It's scary. They are all dead. They are all black and rotten.
I didn't see clearly at first, thinking it was a savage, so I fired a shot. In the end, I didn't see clearly whose body it was.
Only then did I understand that even though Yingzihu was a little bit different, it turned out that she also had weaknesses. She was most afraid of dead bodies, and I thought she was fearless in the forest.
However, the discovery of dead bodies and shacks in the deep mountains and old forests on the border between China and Mongolia is incredible enough. Since they built shacks, it means they lived here. Who are the dead people and why do they live in this uninhabited place?
Deep in the mountains
Let's go and take a look, maybe we can find some clues. I vaguely feel that they are related to the group of tomb robbers who disappeared here before.
Yingzi led us to the few shacks she found. These shacks were very rough in workmanship. They were built with a mixture of mud and straw, and also used a small amount of wood. They were all built in the densest places with trees, on top of big trees. The colors
It is also very hidden and difficult to spot if you are not close.
We climbed into one of the shacks and saw a lot of animal skins inside. There were indeed three corpses in the corner. The corpses were black due to excessive decay, the muscles were almost rotten, the skin was shriveled, and there were maggots in the eye sockets and nostrils from time to time.
Ants were crawling in and out. I thought to myself that these might be the savages in the legendary Savage Valley.
The fat man came up and took a look at me, and said to me: Old Hu, I wonder why there are no savages in the savage ditch. It turns out that they have all died of old age.
I nodded and said: The strange thing is that these savages have very advanced tools. Look, they are still wearing clothes. How can there be savages wearing clothes? Why do I feel that these clothes look so familiar?
The dead bodies were all wearing denim coats. They had been worn for many years, probably for decades, and were tattered and dirty. However, judging from the style, it always felt like they had seen them somewhere.
I found that the innermost corpse seemed to have a metal thing on the collar. I took it off and wiped off the stains on it. It looked like a collar flower on a military uniform, but it was definitely not from the squadron.
At this time, the fat man also found something. He touched a combat knife from the corner. The knife had not been drawn out for many years. He used a lot of strength and finally pulled out the knife. The steel mouth of the knife was excellent.
, after so many years, the light is still discernible. It seems that the owner cherished this knife very much during his lifetime and must have wiped it from time to time.
As soon as I saw this knife, I understood, damn, the legendary savages are these Japanese devils.
But the fat man couldn't figure it out. Didn't everyone return to China after Japan's defeat and surrender? Why didn't these little devils leave?
I said this is not surprising. You know too little about historical things, which exposes your uneducated nature. The fat man said you should stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly what is going on.
According to my speculation, on the eve of Japan's unconditional surrender, the Soviet Union's mechanized army went south to attack the Kwantung Army stationed in Northeast China, beating the million-strong Kwantung Army, known as the most elite Japanese army, to pieces. Some of the Japanese were scattered and drifted deep into the forest.
He was in this place, he didn't dare to go out, and he lost contact with the outside world. He didn't know that Japan had defeated and surrendered, so he hid in the forest until he died of old age here.
Some people saw a few suspicious and hiding Japanese soldiers here. Their clothes were already dirty and they didn't shave even though they lived in the forest. Wouldn't they be regarded as savages?
In fact, I also deduced out of thin air what the real reason was. Unless these devils come alive and explain themselves, no one will ever know the truth. After I said this, Fatty Yingzi and the two people can understand.
Yingzi said: Little Japan is definitely lost. Even though this is the edge of the forest, to the north is the prairie, and there is also a swamp full of mud. There is no way to get out of the north, and to the south it is primitive.
In the forest, without a dog, even the most experienced hunter would not be able to get out of it. He really deserves it.
I looked through the belongings of these corpses to see if there was anything valuable. Halfway through, I suddenly thought that the people who came here to rob the tomb in the late 1940s might have encountered Japanese devils and were killed.
It was possible. They never imagined that they could encounter Japanese soldiers in such a desolate place.
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly found a notebook from a military carry-on bag. The writing was all in Japanese. The paper was yellow and the handwriting on it was legible. However, none of the three people understood Japanese. Fortunately, there were a lot of Chinese characters in it, so I had to
Washu Handu only looks at the kanji in Japanese. However, the meanings of Japanese kanji are very different from those in Chinese. Some of the meanings are even opposite. For example, for example, the word "left behind" in Japanese kanji has a completely opposite meaning to the literal meaning of the kanji.
That's right, by connecting these words together, we can still understand almost half of it. Adding in some of our subjective speculations, the general meaning is:
The main force of the Kwantung Army in Dongning was defeated by the Soviet mechanized troops. Major Namiki led the remaining small group of soldiers in the Kwantung Army's A-type division, a small group of soldiers, to escape to a secret underground fortress in Heifengkou, preparing to
He joined up with the rest of the Kwantung Army in the fortress, fought a final decisive battle with the Soviets, and repaid the emperor with pieces of jade. As they were about to arrive, they stepped on a large smoke bubble, and the only soldier who knew the location of the fortress and the guide who led the way fell into it and drowned.
The remaining people never found the entrance to the secret fortress. They wanted to go back and got lost. They had no communication equipment, so they had to live in the mountains. They lived there for more than thirty years, and died one after another.
There is no more at the back. The person who wrote it probably died when he wrote this.
I threw the notebook aside. I had no time to look at these tatters now. The walls of the tombs in the valley were almost corroded. I hurried back, took my things and left. Don't worry about these Japanese devils anymore. They were almost rotten anyway.
The fat man said that this knife belongs to me. I had several Zuoguan knives at home, and they were all confiscated during the Cultural Revolution. I still want to collect one. I persuaded him that these are controlled knives and you can’t take them on the train. Wait.
When I return to Beijing, I will go to the used goods market to see if there are any and buy you a new one.
The three of us rushed back to the ancient tomb in Yerengou. We were almost done with the work. After a few cuts with the engineer shovel, a big hole was made in the wall of the tomb. I shined a light on it and found that the space inside was not small.
There was still a gap of more than one meter between the hole and the floor of the tomb. The fat man was so happy that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go in. I grabbed him and said, "Don't kill a few sparrows. Put the sparrows in a cage first and put them in the tomb."
Let’s check the air quality here.
The sparrows in the forest have very good claws. If you don't want to live in densely populated areas, you can use the simplest trap, scatter a few grains of millet, and hold our cooking pot upside down. People hide in the distance and see the sparrows.
When you go under the pot to eat rice, pull the rope to pull down the wood supporting the pot, and the pot is pulled down, which means you have caught it.
I caught three at once. I put one of them into a birdcage first, tied a rope to the cage and threw it into the depths of the tomb below. I smoked two cigarettes and estimated that the time was up, so I pulled the birdcage away.
When I came up, I saw the little sparrow rolling its eyes and saying it was already dying.
This tomb has been sealed underground for hundreds of years. There is no air circulation inside. Before the body rots, it must first expand and be filled with corpse gas. Then the skin, flesh and internal organs begin to rot from the inside out. Although the tomb chamber does not have real meaning
There is a vacuum environment on the ground, but if there is no ventilation, the stench of the rotting corpses will still be held in it, and it will not dissipate even after hundreds of years. Even if there is no corpse odor, there is only air that has not flowed for hundreds of years.
It will also form poisonous gases that are harmful to the human body. Once a person inhales this poisonous gas, he or she will be dizzy or poisoned and die. Unless you are equipped with a gas mask, you should not be careless in this step.
It seemed that it would take some time for the poisonous gas to be blown out of the tomb again by the mountain wind, so we went back to the hillside to eat some dry food and dried meat. We didn't sleep all night last night, and we did a lot of work today, and we were all tired, but after a while
Thinking of the stolen goods in the tomb, my tiredness disappeared. This is the first time we have done it. It is best to get something valuable. In the past, my understanding of tomb robbing was only at the theoretical stage. Today, this practice
, it’s really not difficult. Of course, this also has something to do with the target we chose. The Jurchens of the Jin Kingdom were uncivilized barbarians at that time. The tomb they built almost completely copied the form of the Northern Song Dynasty. It was very small in scale and they were probably prisoners.
It was built by craftsmen from the Song Dynasty. After all, the craftsmanship of the dragon fire glazed roof on that day is very complicated. Without advanced craftsmanship, it is difficult to build it. If there is a slight deviation, the person who built the tomb will be burned to death inside.
After eating the dry food, we saw that it was getting late, and we thought that the air in the tomb had almost changed. We were all worried about being attacked by the monsters in the underground cave again at night, so we were eager to get our things and leave as soon as possible, so we took the equipment and went
Go back down to the valley of Yerengou.
This time I let the sparrow in first, and saw that the sparrow was still alive and kicking after being taken out. It seemed that there was no problem. The fat man and I drank a few sips of soju to strengthen our courage. We put on masks and gloves, and hung them around our necks.
After touching the golden talisman, I put the black donkey's hooves and glutinous rice in my arms, took the flashlight, and hung the engineer shovel on my waist before setting off to enter the ancient tomb.
Upon seeing this, Yingzi hurriedly stopped me and said, "Take me in and have a look. I have never seen what it's like in an ancient tomb."
I said: There is nothing else in the ancient tomb, just ancient corpses and funerary objects. What is there to see? In fact, this is the first time for me to get on the sedan chair, and I have never been in it before. Besides, aren’t you afraid of death? Why are you now?
Not afraid anymore
Yingzi was very curious. Seeing how mysterious the fat man and I were doing made him even more itchy. He had to go in. I thought, anyway, in these wild mountains and mountains, there is no need for anyone to let anyone go. Grave robbers rarely work alone. Generally,
They are all in groups of three, one is digging the soil, because the soil cannot be piled outside the pit, so there is another one who is dedicated to scattering the soil, and the other one is watching in the distance. It is not a big deal to let her go in and visit, so I will give it to Yingzi.
I found a mask and put it on, and told her a few words not to take off the mask after entering. Firstly, the air quality inside was not good. Secondly, the breath of living people cannot be left in the tomb. It is unlucky. Thirdly,
You cannot breathe into an ancient corpse. If you stumble upon an ancient corpse, you will be in serious trouble. Although these are all superstitious legends, these rules have been passed down from thousands of years ago to today. No matter how you say it, there is a certain truth. We should be careful.
Big deal, everything is as usual.
The fat man had already become anxious: Hu Bayi, when did you become such a mother-in-law? If you don't dare to go down, let me go by myself, and you can just wait and count the money.
I said screw it, you might not even be able to find the coffin if you go down there. Come on, let’s not stumble. It’s almost dark, so hurry up and get to work.
The hole we dug in the tomb wall was only about one meter high from the ground of the tomb chamber. We could go down directly without a rope. As soon as my feet landed on the ground, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. I finally got in.
The area of ​​the tomb chamber is not large, at most thirty square meters. It seems to be designed according to the design of a house for living people. It has a main room, a back room, and two side rooms. The position we entered happened to be in the side room, and the coffin of the tomb owner was parked there.
In the center of the main room.
There is no tomb bed, and a shallow pit was dug in the middle of the main chamber. The dark coffin was placed in the pit, with half of it exposed above. This is a tomb within a tomb.
There are several skeletons piled in the corner of the main room. The skulls are dented and cracked, and there are obvious marks of being struck by blunt instruments. They may have been prisoners used for burial or wives, concubines, and servants. We don’t want to pay attention to these if we don’t do archaeology.
Yingzi suddenly took my arm: Brother Hu, look there are paintings on the wall.
I used a flashlight to shine on the tomb wall that Yingzi mentioned. Sure enough, there were paintings carved in relief with colorful paintings. The characters in the paintings had simple and lifelike appearances. As time went by, the colors were still bright, but as the flowing air entered
In the tomb, these murals will fade soon.
The fat man exclaimed: It seems that the dead man in this tomb might have been a painter in ancient times.
I said, why don't you pretend to know something? During the Tang and Song Dynasties, most of the tombs of princes had murals to record the important events in the tomb owner's life. Let's take a look at who is buried here.
There are eight murals in total. We looked at them in order. Some of these paintings depict scenes of hunting in the woods, some of drinking with friends in the palace, some of scenes of going to war, and some of scenes of escorting prisoners. Finally,
One depicts a scene of a feudal prince, and in each mural there is a man wearing a fox fur coat, who should be the owner of the tomb buried in the tomb. It seems that this is the tomb of a general, or at least a marquis of ten thousand households.
When the Jin soldiers went south to destroy the Song Dynasty, they actually robbed a large amount of gold and silver treasures. This Jin general might have taken some of his trophies underground. Anyway, they are all treasures of us Han people, so we won't
You're welcome.
The three of them walked around the tomb first. The two ear chambers were filled with porcelain pots and basins, and the back chamber contained four horse bones and some armor and weapons. In addition, there was nothing extra. It seemed that the gold
I was a little disappointed that people don't pursue grand burials. I lit a candle in the southeast corner, and the three of us came to the coffin in the main room. If there were dates or not, we would look at this pole.
The coffin of the tomb owner is not small in size. It is made of mahogany and black lacquer, with golden patterns painted on it. The color and shape are very strange. This should be related to the national totem of the Jurchen people. I touched the coffin board and found that it was very thick and average.
The poor couldn't afford such a thick coffin, so it would be nice to have a thin coffin. The poor ones just swept it up with straw and buried it casually in the ground.
The best thing in the coffin is the tree trunk of the sunken tree, which is the core of the tree. It takes at least thousands of years for a sunken tree to grow into a timber. This kind of top quality can only be found but not sought. Only the royal family can enjoy it. The corpse
It is installed in the trunk of a sunken wood and buried in the ground. The body will never rot. It is more valuable than an antiseptic coffin made of crystal, and it is more effective than the preservation function of a refrigerator. The next best thing is linden wood, basswood, and thousand-year-old cypress.
The thicker the wood, the more valuable it is. The first is to prevent the corpse from rotting. The second is that it does not breed insects and can effectively prevent maggots and ants from biting it. Unlike ordinary wood, it will be eaten away by insects and ants in a short time, and no tomb owner will care.
I hope that my body will be eaten by insects after death. It is disgusting to think about it, so the nobles have strict requirements for the wood of their coffins.
The coffin in front of us was made of wood. Although it was not as luxurious as those of the royal family, it was still extremely luxurious. I inserted a sapper shovel into the gap in the coffin board and pried it hard. Unexpectedly, the nails were firmly secured, so I added two more nails.
There was no force to pry it open.
The fat man also pulled out his guy to help. The two of them worked together, and the coffin made a creaking sound, and finally a big gap was opened. We changed positions and pried out the nails of the coffin one by one.
This tomb is very dry. The tomb walls made of special materials are very waterproof, and the glazed tiles on the head do not seep water. In addition, most of the rainwater in Yeren Ditch is absorbed by the leaf litter, so there is a lot of dust in the coffin.
This movement caused dust to fly. Even though we were wearing big masks, we were still choked and coughed constantly. We had to prepare several pairs of gas masks when we went back, otherwise we would get sick sooner or later.
The fat man wanted to push open the coffin lid. I suddenly wanted to scare him and play some prank, so I took his arm and said, "Fat man, guess what's in this coffin."
The fat man said: How did I know? Anyway, when you take out the items inside, you can exchange them for RMB and for national food stamps.
I deliberately lowered my voice and said: I once heard my grandfather tell me a story in Taiping Guangji. It also talked about two tomb robbers, one fat and one thin. They dug out a big coffin in the ancient tomb. No matter what they used,
They tried all kinds of methods with knives and axes, but nothing could be done to open the coffin. One of the fat tomb robbers knew how to recite the Great Compassion Mantra, so he recited a section of it to the coffin. As a result, the coffin lid automatically opened a crack and stretched out from the inside.
An arm covered with green hair
The fat man was not afraid, but Yingzi was so frightened that he immediately hid behind the fat man: Brother Hu, stop talking nonsense and don't even look at where this place is. You want to scare people to death.
The fat man knew that I wanted to scare him. Apart from his fear of heights, he was really not afraid of anything. When he had a fight with other kids at school, he was the one who was in trouble. At this time, the fat man had no fear on his face and was not worried about me at all.
Moved by threats, he had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression: Sister Yingzi, don't listen to him. This guy just wants to scare me, and he doesn't care who the fat man is. What have I been afraid of? Me, let him continue.
I continued: That green-haired arm, with fingernails more than three inches long, grabbed the fat tomb robber who was reciting the Great Compassion Mantra, and pulled him into the coffin. The coffin boards immediately closed, and only the sound inside could be heard.
There were screams one after another, and the other tomb robber turned around and ran away in fright.
The fat man grinned and laughed a few times, which was a bit forced. He probably felt guilty, but he insisted on being a good man and walked up to me to push the coffin board together. As a result, we used too much force and the coffin board was pushed away.
The entire coffin was pushed to the ground, and the contents of the coffin were clearly visible.
A tall man's corpse lay inside. The water in his corpse had evaporated, leaving only the bones wrapped in dark purple dry skin. After nearly a thousand years, this was relatively well preserved. Xiang Hunan Ma
The wet corpse unearthed from Wangdui is extremely rare and unique. Although the facial features are collapsed and the eyes and nose have turned into black hollows, the face is still vaguely distinguishable. He is about forty or fifty years old and wears a crown facing the sky.
Wearing a red gold embroidered robe with blue trim, wearing cloud boots, with his hands on his chest.
Yingzi stretched out his head from behind the fat man and took a look inside, and exclaimed: Oh my god, it's so scary. He quickly looked away, not daring to look again.
When she screamed like this, my scalp was numb, but the coffin was already open, how could I still turn around and run out? Just go ahead, I put my hands together and bowed three times to the ancient corpse in the coffin: We are short of food and clothing, so we have no choice.
, I borrowed a few pieces of domestic goods in exchange for some small money. Don’t blame me for being offended. Anyway, you have already gone to heaven and earth and gone to earth. You can go wherever you go. Dust returns to ashes, soil returns to earth. Money and jewelry are all here.
If you don’t bring your extraneous things with you when you are alive, and if you don’t take them with you when you die, it will be of little use if you keep these belongings. We are good at stealing. After taking them away, most of them will be used to build bridges and pave roads to improve people’s lives. Learn from Lei Feng’s good example.
Be clear about love and hate, never forget your roots, and stand firm
I still had half a sentence to say, but the fat man couldn't hold himself back anymore. He reached in and groped around in the coffin. I quickly reminded him: be gentle with your hands, don't damage the body.
The fat man is not willing to listen. Since entering the tomb, nothing valuable has been found. Except for a few worn-out jars and jars, there are also the remains of humans and animals buried with him. After all this trouble, it depends on what good things are in the coffin of the tomb owner.
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Seeing that it was useless to persuade him, I might as well stop talking and look through the items in the coffin with him. There were still some porcelain placed next to the ancient corpse. I didn't know much about antiques at the time, especially porcelain.
I have only seen a few pieces of blue and white porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty. I don’t know anything about the value of porcelain, its craftsmanship, history, etc. I only know that gold is valuable and jade is priceless. I was so obsessed with finding ancient jade that I threw all the porcelain aside. How pitiful I am.
, I finally found two pieces of jade in the hands of the ancient corpse. They were emerald green in color and carved into the shape of two moths that looked like butterflies but were not butterflies.
We looked at this pair of jade bis for a long time, but we couldn't tell what they were. I only knew that they were probably jade. They were from before the Northern Song Dynasty and should be a good thing. Otherwise, how could the tomb owner still hold it before he died?
It's in my hand. I guess it could be worth tens of thousands anyway. That's a lot. There weren't many households worth ten thousand yuan in the country at that time. The exact value would have to be appraised by an expert like Da Jinya. Contact me.
Sell ​​it to Hong Kong businessmen and Taiwan compatriots.
The fat man felt dissatisfied and wanted to open the mouth of the ancient corpse to see if there were any gold teeth. I said it was almost enough. Don’t do it too badly and leave some for others. We also picked out the porcelain in the coffin.
Take out a few good-looking items and put the ugly ones back in their place.
After taking out the things, I lifted up the lid of the coffin and put it back on again. Although this time I didn't return as fully loaded as expected, I finally didn't return empty-handed. I said to them: It's almost done. Let's go out quickly and repair the tomb wall.
After that, he went back home. After saying that, he turned around and wanted to go out, but suddenly he found that the candle in the corner had been quietly extinguished at some point.
Fatty Yingzi also saw it. Although they were wearing masks on their faces, their exposed foreheads were covered in cold sweat. I also had a layer of white hair sweat all over my body. I regretted talking to them about tomb robbing again.
, rendering the phenomenon of ghosts blowing out lamps so terrifying.
I looked at the coffin behind me. We had re-covered the lid and nailed it back. There was no movement at all. Is there really a ghost in this world?
Yingzi, who was standing next to me, was most afraid of dead bodies and ghosts. She reached out to pull off her mask. I quickly held her hand and said, "You can't take off your mask. What do you want to do?"
Yingzi wanted to whistle to invite the hunting dogs to come in, but I patted her shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid. It's not that time yet, and dogs can't bite ghosts."
The fat man walked over and looked at the candles on the ground, then turned around and asked me: Old Hu, how much did the candle you bought cost?
I bought the candles in Beijing and brought them to me. I didn't really care much about the price when I bought them. They were probably two cents each.
The fat man complained: You can't buy it for five cents a piece? How can you buy such an important thing at a cheap price?
I scratched my head and said: Next time I buy imported ones, I will buy whichever is more expensive in the United States, Japan, and Germany. But now that the candle has been extinguished, don’t worry about it after the fact. Should we put the things back intact?
We spent a lot of effort to get these few things, and now we have to put them all back. The fat man and I are reluctant to put them all back. Then wouldn't they be glutinous rice dumplings? Isn't the glutinous rice dumplings a whole white pill?
The fat man was not stingy. He thought that even if a ghost really came out, he slapped him with a shovel until his teeth were all over the floor. The fat man collected all these things today and wanted to put them back. Unless a ghost came out and knocked the fat man down.
There are no doors.
Yingzi thought it would be better to put all the things back. None of us know how to subjugate demons and catch ghosts. If a ghost really comes out, no one among the three of us would want to get out of the tomb alive.
Before I could say anything, the two of them started to argue. In the end, they both agreed to my compromise, which was to light the candle again and put a few pieces of porcelain back in to see if the candle still went out. If it still went out, we would
Put one more piece back. If it doesn't work, we will only take away the two pieces of jade and leave all the other porcelain. Maybe the candle was extinguished just now because the mountain wind outside the tomb came in and blew it out. If we don't bring something with us,
Go out, don't say sorry for all the hard work we have put in, we are a bit embarrassed about our face.
The fat man slapped his thigh: "Look, that's it. I'll put a small piece of porcelain back first. Lao Hu, you go and light the candle. If it goes out again, we'll just pretend it's invisible."
Maybe I was the first to understand the matter of bargaining with the tomb owner. If the gold-touching captains of the previous dynasty knew something underground, they would be so angry that they would climb out of the tomb and pinch me. I would really be ashamed of my ancestor, but now
It is reform and opening up. We should all follow the trend of history and not stick to those traditional and rigid rules. If the economy must be revitalized, so must the mind. If the mind is not revitalized, how can the economy be revitalized?
While I was making excuses for myself, I took out a match and lit the candle in the corner. At this time, the fat man had already placed a three-color water-patterned porcelain vase on top of the coffin. In order to save trouble, he was too lazy to remove the coffin lid and just put it away.
When he reached the coffin board, he came back and said to me: There is no problem this time. Didn't the candle go out? Shouldn't we perform the sixth act of Shajiabang?
I suddenly discovered some unusual situations. I was so nervous that I didn’t react for a while after hearing the fat man’s words. I asked instead: What the hell is the sixth scene?
The fat man gave me a brainwave: What are you thinking about? Shajiabang Act 6 Retreat
I didn't have the intention to pay attention to his words, I made a silent gesture to him, pointed to the candle on the ground and whispered: Why is the flame of this candle so fucking green?
The flame was shining green and green, and the green fire made people's faces turn blue. Fatty and Yingzi also came over to take a look. Seeing this situation, they both looked at each other in silence, and the candle's green flame flickered.
It flashed twice and went out without any external force.
I knew it was bad. I was so unlucky. The first time I touched gold, I bumped into a big rice dumpling. I took the arms of Fatty Yingzi and the two men one by one and ran towards the robbery cave. No matter what, I climbed out first. I didn’t want to stay.
This was used as a burial object for the golden dogs.
We were about to reach the entrance of the cave when a strong gust of wind came from behind us. If we didn't dodge, we would definitely be hit. The three of us hurriedly lowered our heads and lay on the ground to dodge. First, there was a sound and the fat man put it on the coffin lid.
The water-patterned porcelain bottle flew over our heads, hit the edge of the robbery hole and shattered into countless powders. Then there was another loud noise, and the coffin lid, which had been re-nailed, was suddenly embedded into the tomb wall with the robbery hole.
The tomb wall is a layer of rammed earth prepared with the secret recipe of the Northern Song Dynasty palace. It is as hard as a rock. However, the coffin board is also extremely thick. It was thrown out by an unimaginable force and was flatly embedded in the tomb wall. The exit was sealed.
It takes a lot of effort to dig through the coffin board with an engineering shovel, and it won't take a moment.
It was so powerful to slam the coffin board into the tomb wall. If it was a little slower and hit on the head, there would be no chance of life. Although the fat man was brave, he was scared and scared at the moment: Old Hu, hurry up and follow
He discussed it, we should leave him a few more things, and it would not be good for anyone to fall out and take action. After all, peace is more valuable.
The first time I got off to a bad start, I had a fire in my heart, and I fell into the old habit again. I became impulsive. I turned around and blocked Yingzi from behind. I took out the black donkey's hoof in my arms with one hand and held the engineer's shovel with the other.
The fat man said: It’s a waste of discussion, the door is blocked by us, it’s clear that he wants us to stay and be buried with him, I’ve decided on the pair of ancient jade masters today, let’s see who is ruthless, the copycat will follow this guy
Donkey fuck the dead guy who came out on the dog day and fight hard.
At this time, the lidless coffin in the main room had been completely erected. The ancient corpse inside had originally had a thick layer of red hair growing on its dry purple skin. I don’t know when.
When I saw this, I also took a breath of air-conditioning, and the energy I had just put on to fight was half gone. I had heard that zombies have white and black hair, which is called white and black. I also heard that there are poisonous ones in legend.
The corpse demon has green hair, but what is this one with red hair?
We were too careless this time. We were looking at such a small tomb and just avoided the traps on it. We didn't expect to encounter big red-haired rice dumplings inside. We didn't bring our shotguns and the holes we dug were blocked.
It's so tight that we can't call the big dogs down to help. Hounds and shotguns are our defensive tools like the Great Wall in the forest, but now we can only fight it with the German engineer shovel and black donkey hooves in our hands.
Fight.
However, the black donkey's hooves must be stuffed into the mouth of the big rice dumpling to work, and I have only heard about it, so I can't guarantee whether it is really effective.
I saw that the ancient corpse had red hair even on its face, and it was hard to distinguish its face. It was like a big red ape with fire. It flapped its arms and jumped out of the coffin. It jumped more than two meters.
It was far away, coming silently like the wind, and jumped in front of us in just a few seconds, stretching out ten sharp claws like steel knives and pounced towards us.
I never expected that the big zongzi would move so fast. At this critical moment, I had no time to think too much. In the small room, there was no room for maneuver. We could only advance instead of retreating and use offense as defense. Fatty and I had the same idea. Anyway,
What kind of thing is it? Let’s flatten it first. Then the two of them shouted, picked up the engineering shovel and smashed the red-haired ancient corpse head and face.
The ancient corpse moved extremely fast, sweeping its arms. We felt a huge force hit our hands. We could no longer hold the tiger's mouth. The engineer's shovel was blown up into the air like two leaves by the strong wind, and was inserted into the tomb with two bangs.
Although the top of the glazed roof is dark, one can tell just by listening to the sound that the Tianbao Dragon Fire glazed roof above the head will collapse at any time after such a big impact.
The fire dragon oil of the Western Regions is no small matter. Once it is poured down, the tomb will be destroyed. The tomb is definitely destroyed. If you want to escape, you must resolve the battle in a short time, but it is not easy to do it with bare hands.
Everyone lost their equipment. Although they had the black donkey's hooves to restrain the zombies, they did not dare to use them rashly. This big zongzi was too fierce and vicious. They were afraid that before they could put the black donkey's hooves into his mouth, they would be killed by it first.
Caught to pieces, he could only try to avoid the attack of the ancient corpse and ran towards the back room where the armor and horse bones were placed.
There was no light in the tomb, so it was all illuminated by a flashlight. As he ran, he could not see his feet clearly. Just a few steps away from the door of the back room, the fat man accidentally stepped on a jar on the wall, and fell down with an ouch.
land.
The red-haired corpse monster had already pounced on the fat man like a shadow, making a strange cry like a night owl's cry and pounced on the fat man. This shrill cry echoed in the narrow tomb chamber. It was indescribably terrifying and harsh, and it made people upset.
It was so messy that I had goosebumps all over my body.
I have sworn more than once that I will never let any of my comrades die in front of me. At this moment, seeing that Fatty’s life was in his breath, he couldn’t care less about the danger. I flew up and kicked the monster corpse.
My chest and this leg were like steel plates. The pain made me suck in cold air, and the leg bones seemed to be hanging.
The red-haired zombie monster was attacked, so it left the fat man alone, and then fiercely thrust out its claws to thrust into my head. I threw the flashlight in my hand towards the zombie monster, rolled forward and rolled under it to avoid it.
At this time, I was in a blind corner. The corner of the wall and the zombie monster with its back turned to me formed a triangle, blocking me in the middle. If I gave it a chance to turn around and attack me again, it would definitely
Hard to resist.
I have done life-threatening things so many times in my life. The more desperate I am, the more I need to calm down. This big red-haired rice dumpling is tangible and material. It is nothing more than a body of brute force, invulnerable, and not a ghost. I am afraid of it.
Without thinking much at the moment, he jumped onto the back of the red-haired zombie monster. All he could smell in his nose was the stench. Thanks to the mask he was wearing, otherwise he would have been fainted by it before he even made a move.
Without the flashlight, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. The red-haired zombie monster's limbs were stiff and unable to catch me with its backhand. It just kept shaking its body, trying to get rid of me.
I held the red-haired zombie monster's neck firmly with one hand, grabbed the black donkey's hoof with the other hand and stuffed it into its mouth. I pressed it on its face for a long time, but I couldn't find where its mouth was.
Instead, I was thrown dizzy by it, with stars flashing in front of my eyes, and something was wrong. After two more swings, I fell first.
Suddenly a light flashed in front of me in the darkness. I thought my eyes were dazzled, but when I looked again, it turned out that Fatty and Yingzi were charging with flashlights in their mouths and a large mace taken out from the back room in their hands.
Come here, they want to fight head-on. I jumped off the back of the red-haired zombie monster in a hurry.
The mace weighed dozens of kilograms and was a heavy individual weapon in the cold weapon era. When we first entered the tomb, we saw it and other weapons, armor and horse bones piled on the ground in the back room.
It was used by the tomb owner during his lifetime.
Although these weapons have green copper blooms, a compound formed by air erosion over time, the mace does not rely on its sharp edge to hurt the enemy. It purely uses enough force to use its weight to hit the opponent. Fatty Yingzi was in
On the left and right sides, use four hands to lift the mace, use the mace as a bell hammer in the temple, and slam it into the chest of the red-haired zombie monster. This large mace weighing tens of kilograms plus
The impact of the two men's run-up was so great that they knocked the red-haired zombie monster to the ground.
The two of them exerted too much force and gasped for breath from exhaustion. I seemed to be able to hear their violent heartbeats.
I praised from the side: Well done. I didn’t expect you two to have such great strength. I’ll give you a credit when I go back.
As soon as I finished speaking, the body of the red-haired zombie monster bounced up from the ground as if it was loaded with springs. I yelled: "It's damn hard to steam or boil it. Fatty, give it another hard time."
Hit it hard, this time aimed at the head.
The fat man also got up. This time, he didn't need Yingzi's help. He used brute force alone to raise the nailed mace and hit the red-haired zombie monster. Unexpectedly, he failed this time, and the red-haired zombie monster jumped forward.
Instead, the mace flew into the back room, and the fat man was knocked over. His hands were shattered and covered in blood, and he screamed in pain.
I thought to myself, the engineer shovel was inserted into the ceiling. If I want to open the tomb door blocked by the coffin lid, I can hit it with a mace. I first go to the back room to get the mace back, lure away the corpse monster, and break it.
The coffin board rushes out, the space outside is vast, and there are guns and dogs. You can do whatever you want, and you can do whatever you want in this narrow tomb.
I picked up the fat man who was sitting on the ground, and the three of us fled into the back room of the ancient tomb. The back room was the side room, which was a step lower than the main room. After I got down, I looked around with a flashlight, and all I saw was the mace.
Being thrown out by the huge force of the zombie monster, it knocked out a big hole in the wall of the tomb in the back room. How could it be that it was not a pit but a hole? Is there another section behind this? I have heard that some ancient tombs have hidden tombs.
, could this be a secret room? I really made a mistake this time.
The hole made by the mace on the tomb wall was dark and bottomless when I shined a flashlight on it. It seemed that the space was huge and it was a long passage.
I was surprised when the red-haired zombie monster rushed into the back room with a gust of wind. The three of us didn't dare to be lazy. We turned the mace upside down to push it out, and then rushed out of the back room to smash the coffin board. Unexpectedly
The power of this corpse monster is far beyond imagination. When it raised its arms, it was no less powerful than a thousand people. Although the three of us tried our best, the mace was thrown away and was knocked away again. It turned around in mid-air, and once again
Hit the tomb wall behind you.
This time the cracked hole in the wall was even bigger, and there was no way to go. We had to retreat into the secret room behind the tomb wall, put up the mace, and prepared to fight again.
The red-haired zombie monster stopped chasing and just circled in the back room. I let out a sigh of relief and shined the flashlight on Fatty and Yingzi's faces. Except for Fatty's hand being shattered, neither of them suffered any injuries.
, thinking back to the series of fierce fights in the tomb just now, even though it only lasted a few minutes, it can really be said that it was like going through the hell gate twice.
I suddenly remembered something and grabbed the fat man's hand: Why didn't you wear gloves? When did you take them off?
The fat man lowered his head and looked at his hands: My hands sweated when I opened the coffin, so I took off my gloves.
I yelled: You are so fucking unorganized and undisciplined. How many times have I told you that you must wear gloves when touching the ancient corpses in the ancient tombs? Maybe it was because you touched them with bare hands that you got into trouble.
The big red-haired rice dumpling was found and the body was found.
The fat man refused to admit his mistake with a steely mouth: You can just break it off, that ancient corpse is not a mine, it will explode if you touch it. You are not allowed to frame Zhongliang.
Yingzi advised from the side: You two should stop fighting. Look at the writing on the wall. What is it writing?
We followed the light of Yingzi's flashlight and looked at the wall, only to see a red road sign with a row of large characters written on it: Gnaku Underground of the Black Wind Fortress.
The fat man and I looked at each other: The secret fortress of the Kwantung Army. Unexpectedly, there is only a wall separating the underground passage of the Japanese fortress from the back room of the ancient tomb. Half a meter further in, the ancient tomb would have been dug up long ago. If it hadn't been for the mace.
The corpse monster slammed into the tomb wall. No one may ever discover this military fortress hidden deep underground.
Before he could take a closer look, the wall separating the back room of the ancient tomb and the fortress collapsed, and the red-haired monster had jumped out of the broken wall of the tomb.
The fat man cursed: "It's a fucking dog-skin plaster, it's still stuck on." After saying that, he grabbed the mace and wanted to go over and put it right.
I hurriedly stopped him and said: Don't fight with it, find a way out first and then think of a solution. The three of them caught it and ran away as soon as they saw it. The passages of the underground fortress are very wide and the ground is made of cement. Armored vehicles can definitely walk inside.
However, the passage was long and wide, with no obstructions or obstructions. The red-haired corpse monster came very quickly and jumped behind everyone in an instant.
I wanted to throw the black donkey's hooves out to stop it, and I stretched out my hand to touch around on my body. Suddenly I felt a lot of glutinous rice in my pocket. I heard that in ancient times, the gold-touching captains had to bring glutinous rice with them into the ancient tombs. If they were hit,
Corpse Qi can be used to remove poisons. I don't know if it is effective against zombies. I will try it today, but the red-haired guy doesn't look like a zombie.
I felt the cold wind blowing behind me, and the stench hit my nostrils. I grabbed a handful of glutinous rice from my pocket and threw it at the red-haired corpse monster. The large handful of glutinous rice fell on the corpse monster's face like a goddess scattering flowers.
Unconsciously, it just stopped for a moment and then jumped straight over.
At this time, we had already reached the end of the passage of the underground fortress. The large, half-open iron door of the Gnaku Warehouse was in front of us. I think the Kwantung Army retreated in a hurry, so the iron door was not locked, but it had not been opened for more than thirty years.
Okay, the bearings were almost rusted to death. The three of us ran into the warehouse, gritted our teeth and stared, and even used our strength to suck milk, we finally closed the heavy iron door before the corpse monster came in.
Even if the corpse monster really has a copper head and iron arms, it can't get in. Even its banging on the door can't be heard inside. The warehouse doors of this kind of military facility are all designed to prevent explosion shock waves, between iron plates and steel plates.
Two layers of quilts were added to absorb the impact. Back then, the Japanese invaders bombed the U.S. Air Force into a state of shock. Even the underground fortresses were built to withstand large aerial bombs. No matter how powerful the corpse monster is, it is not as powerful as the U.S. Army.
High-explosive bombs are very powerful, so we are temporarily safe here, but how to get out is still very troublesome.
I sat on the ground and took a few breaths, and looked around with a flashlight. This warehouse was really not small, with all kinds of materials piled up like mountains. How could there be no trace of anything outside in such a large space? I followed the direction I just ran and
After calculating the distance, I suddenly realized that the entire hill on the west side of Yerengou had been hollowed out and built into an underground fortress. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that it was right. It can be said that Japan used all its national power to manage Manchuria and maintain it.
The heavy industrial bases of the entire war were almost all located in Manchuria. Especially after the Japanese mainland was attacked by the US military, Manchuria became Japan's strategic rear area. In order to consolidate defense, especially against the Soviet Union in the north, the Kwantung Army established
Manchuria has built countless underground fortresses, all of which are permanent defense fortifications. Although the place we came to belongs to Inner Mongolia, it was also an area occupied by the Japanese army at that time. The Japanese high-level officials believed that guarding Manchuria but not Mongolia was like guarding the river but not the beach. In China,
It is natural to establish Manchuria's peripheral defense facilities on the Mongolian border.
Heifengkou is a battleground for military strategists. If the Soviet army attacks from the grasslands, it must pass through. However, in the end the Soviets still chose to attack from Manchuria. This painstakingly managed underground fortress has no strategic significance.
, presumably after the defenders in the fortress heard the news of the unconditional surrender after receiving the emperor's message to all the people on the radio, their morale was demoralized, some committed suicide, and some ran away.
The construction of such a large-scale underground facility requires a lot of manpower. It is unknown how much blood and sweat of Chinese workers have been spent. It is very likely that in order to keep military secrets, all the workers who built the fortress were executed after the completion. The material compartment in Gnakuli
After more than 30 years, some parts are still well preserved, and there may be large electrical equipment. The Japs' things don't need to be used in vain. If they can find a way to go back, let the villagers organize a horse team to pull the loot.
The fat man stood up and rubbed it. He had fallen hard in the tomb. He pulled two pieces of cloth from his clothes and asked Yingzi to help him bandage the wounds on his hands. The fat man felt pain all over his body and cursed the zombies outside.
I said it might not be a zombie. Black donkey hooves and glutinous rice would not work on it. Besides, we have heard a lot about zombies. There are the most zombies in Shaanxi. The custom there before the Ming Dynasty was to expose people to the sun for sixteen days after death.
Waiting until they are completely sunburned before being buried is to prevent the deceased from turning into a zombie. When I was a soldier in Lanzhou, I saw with my own eyes zombies with black hair dug out of the ground. I heard that there were also zombies with white hair. In addition, in the tomb
There are poisonous insects, and the corpse buried in it may turn green, but I have never heard of such red-haired ones.
Yingzi finished bandaging the fat man's hands and interrupted: That thing is not a zombie at all. I thought you knew it, but it is a zombie.
Neither Fatty nor I have heard of Zisha. Let Yingzi explain in more detail what Zisha is.
Yingzi once heard from the elders in her tribe that a long time ago, when the Manchus were not called Manchus and were still called Jurchens, there was a kind of witchcraft in their tribe. Have you heard about it?
At that time, a burnt talisman is placed in the mouth of the deceased. The deceased holds the most cherished thing in his hand. If a tomb robber comes to steal it, the corpse will be possessed by the evil spirit, grow hard hairs all over the body, and become invulnerable.
The tomb robber has to be strangled to death. The tomb robbers are different in color, and the hair on the corpse is also different in color. I used to hear it as a story, but today I saw it with my own eyes, and now I know that such a terrible thing really exists in the world.
The fat man took out two pieces of jade he dug out from the hands of the ancient corpse: "I won't return it. You can go back if you want. Just bring me 20,000 yuan. You can do it if you don't have money or food stamps. Look at what's going on with this jade."
I took it and took a look. The original emerald green jade has now turned light yellow. I can't explain why. Now I feel that my experience and knowledge are too limited. Some time ago, I was
It's a bit self-inflated, and now it seems I have to continue learning.
But we had already taken this thing, so it was useless to worry about it. I stood up and called them two to take action: Let's go inside and see if there are any guns and ammunition. It's best to have a tank. Let's go out and take those things.
The corpse was crushed into meat patties. Book Alliance
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