"What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"
"Ya Zai, you are so thick-skinned. Your father will be so angry when he hears this? If I say that I have 100 million and can leave it to you after my death, then you will also take my surname as Xiang?"
"No problem, provided you really have that many."
"There are always more important things in this world than money, right?"
"You are wrong Fengzi. You are saying this now that you are rich. Think about what it was like when you were poor. Moreover, having money does not conflict with having the important things you said! Being rich will only allow you to have those things.
Happier!"
"So Fengzi, I have to remind you, don't forget your original intention. We risk losing our heads in this business, and our original intention will always be those two words."
"Make money."
Dou Sprout punched me in the chest.
"Are your shoulders sore? Sit down and I'll rub your shoulders!"
"There is a bit of dust here, let me give you a blow, haha... Boss, do you really have hundreds of millions? Don't worry, Boss, I don't care about your money, I'm just asking out of curiosity."
Looking at the attentive bean sprouts not far away, I shook my head helplessly.
"Facial face."
Xiaoxuan came over and looked at Dou Sprouts and said, "I just said something casually, so he took it seriously."
At this time the fire finally stopped, I picked up the flashlight and short-handled crowbar and got in for the third time.
"cough!"
Very choking.
The temperature got higher as we walked further, the rock walls on both sides changed color due to smoke, and a large amount of smoke and dust could be seen floating in the flashlight beam.
When I reached the end, I covered my mouth and nose.
The wooden pile is still standing, but has been almost reduced to charcoal.
First I kicked him a few times, then I stabbed him with a crowbar.
Again and again.
Each time, the force continued to increase.
Feeling like something was going on, I immediately increased my speed.
Within a few minutes, the crowbar in his hand suddenly passed through!
I immediately put down the crowbar, knelt down, raised the flashlight, and looked through the small hole.
"What is that?"
"Door??"
wrong....
Holding the flashlight tightly, I took a closer look.
"How about Yunfeng?"
The sound of shaking my head suddenly sounded behind me, and I was startled because I was too nervous.
"Look...it seems like there is a secret room behind this! I can see the curtain!"
"Curtain? Ancient curtain?" The head looked confused.
I nodded violently and continued to use the crowbar to destroy it.
I quickly smashed the lower part of the carbonized wooden pile, but the upper part was still stuck there. We crawled in. My hands, face, clothes and pants were all stained like black briquettes.
.
"What...what is this place?"
Xiaoxuan looked nervous when she came in, holding up a flashlight and asking.
This is a secret room with a small area, about twenty square meters at most. There are many half-length linen curtains hanging on the surrounding walls, many of which are rotten and fell to the ground. These curtains seemed to be bright red back then, with a thick layer of dust on the surface.
Douyazai looked at it and said, "There is nothing there. Why does it feel like this is a place where monks chant sutras for salvation? Do you think these curtains look like prayer flags?"
As soon as Dou Sprout finished speaking, a curtain suddenly fell down and covered his head.
"Fuck!"
He immediately raised his hand and tore it apart.
The curtain looked intact, but in fact it was oxidized, so Bean Sprout became more and more messy as it tore, and the whole thing was wrapped around his head.
"Mineko! Mineko!"
"Don't fucking scream."
While helping the bean sprouts, I looked up and was very surprised.
On the wall where the curtain fell, rows of blue bricks were exposed.
These green bricks are stacked two horizontally and one vertically, and the overall shape is a "pointed oval". At first glance, the shape looks like the backlight of the bench Buddha in the Northern Wei Dynasty.
I quickly made a judgment.
It should be a wall niche sealed with blue bricks.
There is nothing here except tattered curtains. If there was anything before, it might have been hidden in this sealed wall niche.
I couldn't reach it high enough, so I stepped on Dou Sprout Zai's shoulders and he pushed me up.
Work on the lower left vertical brick first, then remove this piece and the rest will be easy to work on.
Or use a crowbar.
To pry out the vertical brick, I stretched the crowbar horizontally and grabbed it with one hand.
"Okay! Let's drive!"
As soon as the bean sprouts left, I was hanging in the air and pushed hard with the crowbar.
Suddenly there was a crackle! A lot of dust was raised.
All the bricks fell
"Fuck! Coffin! There is a coffin!"
Dou Sprout saw it first, he held up a flashlight and shouted loudly.
I also saw it, jumped down and said excitedly: "Head! Coffin! Why is there a coffin in the wall! Is this place an ancient tomb?"
With a solemn look on his face, he looked at the end of the coffin peeking out from above and frowned: "It's too narrow and short, not seven feet three, but five feet at most. Wall burials are not like this. This is an exception."
I looked up.
The black coffin was painted with raw paint, and the color of the paint was the same as the color of the wooden pile. This means that it was hidden here by someone back then.
This coffin is extremely unusual.
Not to mention the size, this unique burial method in a hole in the wall makes people uncomfortable.
Regardless of whether the person in the coffin is a man or a woman, according to Feng Shui, this means that he is neither up nor down, his head does not touch the sky, and his feet do not touch the ground, so he is trapped in it.
This should mean something.
As far as I know, this kind of burial method has never been popular anywhere before. There is a kind of wall burial in Tibet that is not like this. Similar, only in the early Warring States period, there was a kind of wooden box to hold the bones of children who died young, and they would be placed there.
In a niche on the wall on one side of the tomb passage.
In addition, this black coffin is as well preserved as the wooden pile we burned, which is also abnormal.
The humidity in Qiandao Lake is very high, so the wooden piles are integral and can be said to have no deformation. However, the coffin is made of spliced pieces. In this environment of direct contact with the air, it has not deformed or rotted at all! This is very rare. As a
Compare this to how rotten the military pots that Dou Sprout dug in this place some time ago were.
If it's not an ancient tomb, why is there a coffin? Is there any connection between this coffin, the marching pot and the broken monument?
At this time, he suddenly said: "Yunfeng, I think it's the lacquer."
"Lacquer? Raw lacquer??"
He nodded his head and frowned: "Have you noticed that the color of this paint is black with blue in it."
From what I heard, it was really... I used the side light of a flashlight to look at it, and the bluish color was even more obvious.
He raised his head and continued: "Yunfeng, the history books say what Fang La did before he rebelled."
I blurted out: "Qian Lacquer Garden, the original record is that Fang Shisan, the owner of Lacquer Garden in Wannian Town, Qingxi, Muzhou, gathered a crowd to rebel."
Dou Yazai said: "Baotou, do you mean that this super anti-corrosive raw lacquer is related to Fang La's lacquer garden?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out. After all, making raw lacquer was his old profession before the rebellion."
"Could it be him in the coffin?" Douyazai boldly guessed.
He immediately denied it and said: "It's unlikely. According to official history, he returned to Beijing to be tortured. Even after his death, even if the remaining bones were transported back in some way, it would be impossible for them to be placed in such a place."
"Huh? No, I suddenly remembered two things."
"First thing! The human bones in the silver bottle we had before, Xiguatou said they belonged to Fang La. If what he said is true, it means that Fang La was indeed transported back after his death."
"There's one more thing! Xu Tongshan told me before, and I've always remembered it."