"Come quickly and take a look!"

Dou Sprout shouted for us to come over, as if he had made some extraordinary discovery.

I went over and took a look, and it turned out to be a mural.

This mural was painted on the wall of the corridor. The previous mineral pigments were used, and most of them have peeled off, especially the faces of the characters in the mural, which are all chapped.

What is this painting?

I panned the flashlight and looked over inch by inch.

The entire mural gives people the feeling of being mysterious, ancient, old and dilapidated.

Draw dozens of characters with a uniform Mediterranean bald hairstyle, leaving only long braids on both sides of the temples.

They were wearing pleated coats made of animal skins and woolen waistcoats over their shoulders. This group of strange-looking people held swords in their hands and drove a carriage, acting as if they were on the road in winter.

I touched it lightly with my hand, and one of the people's face fell off. It was not because I used excessive force, but because the environment was humid.

He raised his head and murmured: "These people are Tang Wute who escaped from Xingqing Mansion. This mural shows that it was winter when they fled here."

"That's not right. Turn your head..."

I frowned and asked: "It is written in the history books that it was July when the Mongols besieged Zhongxing Mansion, and it was also July when Genghis Khan died. Could it be that Tang Wute walked for more than half a year before arriving here in Sichuan?"

He thought about it for a moment, held up the flashlight and said, "There's nothing wrong. It's nearly two thousand kilometers from Ningxia to Kangding. So many people are fleeing. In ancient times, it was normal to walk for several months."

Xiaoxuan suddenly said: "Look at this man, his paintings are different from others!"

Xiaoxuan pointed her hand and I saw that there was indeed a special character on the painted mural.

This is a man wearing a felt hat. He lowers his head and cannot see his face clearly. This man is a little hunched over. There is a servant beside him to support him. Another thing is that this character is deliberately painted very large, larger than all the others.

He looks a lot bigger in person.

This is definitely not a mistake by the artist, it should be what the artist wanted to express!

For example, I wanted to express the special status of the person wearing the hat, so I deliberately drew him one size larger.

"It can't be wrong...it can't be wrong..."

There was a hint of excitement in his calm tone. His fingers trembled slightly as he pointed at the man wearing a felt hat on the mural and said categorically: "He is the last emperor of the Western Xia Dynasty, Li Xian."

Dou Sprout scratched his head and said: "Hang your head, you can't do it? Fengzi, look at how the Xixia Emperor is dressed like a beggar."

I ignored Dou Sprout, held up the flashlight, and stared at this person.

Once I saw it, I was fascinated.

I felt like I had entered the mural, with the north wind blowing in my ears. Hundreds of Tangwut were rushing in the wind and snow. Their carriages were pulling boxes of treasures. Due to the heavy load, the wheels rutted in the snow.

Leave a deep mark.

In the heavy snow, a tall and thin young man wearing a felt hat slowly raised his head with the help of a servant.

He and I looked at each other.

This man's eyes seemed calm, but they seemed to contain too many complex emotions. The moment he looked at me, I felt like I wanted to kneel down. This was the aura of a king of a country.

"Yunfeng! Yunfeng!"

Douyazai patted me and said, "Why are you so stunned! You didn't even respond when we called you!"

Cold sweat broke out on my forehead, I rubbed my eyes and looked.

A mural is still a mural, there is nothing unusual about it.

"No...it's nothing, I was distracted just now."

If this painted mural is taken out, it will definitely sell for a lot of money!

We didn't prepare anything, but I knew how to make it.

There is a tomb robber named Zhou in China, and his team specializes in uncovering murals and selling them. The specific method is to wipe off the floating dust and dry mud on the surface with clean water, then apply a layer of clear tung oil, dry it with fire, and then apply a layer of natural

Peach gum.

Peach gum is the "super-grade gum vitriol" sold on Taobao. It is then spread with rice paper layer by layer and baked over fire. After the three layers of rice paper are dry, they are covered with wooden boards, hammered firmly with a hammer, and finally with a sharp

Use a small knife to cut along the edge of the board, or you can use an electric saw.

After taking it off, sprinkle a layer of floating soil on the back, then take a piece of wood and clamp it together, steal it out and leave it for a week, and then separate the boards after the peach gum inside is completely solidified.

Therefore, the ancient tomb murals we see in the museum are all regular rectangular shapes, because the wooden boards used at that time were rectangular.

The murals in ancient tombs are at least second-grade cultural relics. If caught, the consequences will be serious. Selling a bronze round tripod will lead to a maximum sentence of five or six years, while selling this one will lead to a starting sentence of ten years.

It’s a thankless job, so the average tomb robbers don’t uncover murals. If you don’t believe it, look at the large empty tombs. Most of what’s left are murals and rotten bricks.

Dou Sprout took a crowbar to the mural wall and knocked it twice. The sound was solid.

Strange, where is the entrance to the tomb?

Or was it built like this back then?

I thought it was incredible, so they asked me to walk along the corridor to the end and go to the ear room to have a look.

The ear chamber is not big, about three meters high, with a total area of ​​more than ten square meters. It is very dusty and there are many funerary objects scattered on the ground.

There are a large number of daily necessities such as copper flat kettles, gourd-shaped charcoal stoves, oil-saving lamps, iron spoons, etc. Most of them are made of iron and are very rotten.

These are rags to me, I don’t want them for free.

"Alas! Mineko, look! What is this??"

"Where did you pick up this good thing?"

"It was right under that rotten iron pot. I saw it as soon as I came in."

Dou Yazai was holding a two-headed bird sculpture, with only the head and neck, no body, and the whole body was painted with green color. I could tell at a glance that it was made by the Lingwu kiln in Ningxia, and it came from the same place as the Tearing Buddha.

This two-headed green bird is also a sacred bird in Buddhism, but its quality is not as high as that of the Saraswati.

How can I sell a bare bird head for money? I asked Dou Sprout to quickly find the bird body. If he found it, he could stick it together and sell it when he got out.

"Body, body, where did the body go?"

"Damn! I have no body!"

I searched over and over and couldn't find it!

Dou Yazi kicked the rotten charcoal basin away in anger, and the iron charcoal basin fell to the wall in the corner! It fell again.

Um?

Wrong... the sound is wrong...

I quickly walked to the corner and knocked.

I hit it hard with the crowbar. Brother Yu and Tou heard the sound and ran over.

Dust and broken bricks kept falling.

A black hole suddenly appeared. I covered my nose, probed into it, and shined a light on it before I came out immediately.

"The head! It's the entrance to the tomb! It turns out that the main tomb chamber is hidden behind the ear chamber!"

We got in one after another.

The entire tomb passage was very dark, with almost no light. It was really hard to see without turning on the flashlight.

At the end of the tomb passage is a short stone door that looks extremely heavy. On the left and right sides of the stone door are carved a pie-faced man.

"Pan-faced man" is a slang term in the industry, referring to ancient stone carvings of strong men, because they all have a pancake-shaped face with staring eyes.

In fact, these strongmen are all female. The one on the left door is called "Makui" and the one on the right door is called "Zhai Fu". Ancient people believed that these two women with cake faces were the daughters of nemesis, who specialized in eating evil spirits.

"You guys give way, I'll try to push it down."

Brother Yu put his hands on the stone door, pulled his legs back, bowed slightly, and took a deep breath.

Brother Yu groaned and started to exert force.

"What are you still doing? Help me!"

Dou Sprouts and I held up the stone door at the same time and pushed hard.

"no!"

Douyazai let go of his hand and said: "There's no fucking reaction at all! It must be locked inside!"

In ancient tombs, any stone door cannot be completely closed, and it may be wide or narrow, leaving a gap. This is a limitation of ancient craftsmanship.

The gap between the stone doors was very narrow. I lay on the door and tried to look inside, but I vaguely saw something blocking it.

"Boss, I'm sorry, it seems like it's stuck with a tap stone."

"Are you sure?" He frowned slightly.

I nodded.

The three big men couldn't move even when they pushed it. It must have been supported by the tap stone.

This is the most annoying thing, we are in trouble.
To be continued...