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Chapter 355 A Brick

I still have a lot to learn, not just technical aspects, but also many old northern rules that I don’t understand. This move of turning the head over the corpse, according to the old saying of our northern school, should be called "hanging the corpse and turning it over."

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In many ancient tombs, there are some evil things that cannot be seen on TV or in books. Anyone who wants to explain it scientifically will end up in an infinite loop. Only those who have been tomb robbers for many years have experienced it personally.

I know it's scary.

The Northern sect has been inherited for so long, and it has naturally developed a set of methods to deal with those "evil things", which are the old rules of talking about the head. I have always believed in these before, but how can I put it... I didn't pay enough attention to it, until this time...

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"Botou, this smell?"

After resting for a while, he recovered, raised his head and said: "It was not rotten before, and the skin was elastic. Now that the antiseptic layer has failed and has been exposed to oxygen, it has begun to rot. What's wrong, Yunfeng? Do you want to go up and have a look?"

I shook my head violently: "Forget it, is it a boy or a girl?"

"Female."

It was just as I expected before.

People will become dehydrated after death, and the powerful antiseptic technology in ancient times cannot stop the gradual dehydration. For example, the female corpse in Mawangdui two thousand years ago. Although it is not rotten and the skin has a certain elasticity, it has shrunk seriously. The whole state is from the outside to the inside, and it shrinks.

. In this state, it is impossible to distinguish between men and women by looking at their breasts, and the same goes for their faces, they are all grinning.

Then how did I recognize the female corpse in the lacquered coffin before?

Look at a place.

If the ancient corpse is a male, the ancient basin will look like a "peach heart shape", while for a female corpse, the entire pelvis will look like a "barrel shape". If a child has been born, it will be "conical".

Dou Sprout said at this time: "This is mainly because I want to be a demon. How about we find some firewood and burn the coffin together?"

Brother Yu frowned: "Our northern sect's rule is not to destroy corpses when seeking money. Burning them is equivalent to breaking the old rules. This female tomb owner may have lingering resentment, so she should let me save her."

I immediately said: "Brother Yu, can your little magic power overcome it? You have even forgotten the rebirth mantra."

Brother Yu raised his eyes and looked at the coffin above, and said with a serious face: "My master told me more than ten years ago that practicing and reciting sutras is secondary. The most important thing is whether you have a Buddha's heart. If you have a Buddha's heart, then cursing people can also be counted as reciting sutras."

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After saying that, Brother Yu took off and took off.

He did a one-handed pull-up and climbed up easily.

Seeing him go up without talking, I couldn't even say anything.

I saw Brother Yu bending over and walking to the coffin. He took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and looked into the coffin.

The next second, he jumped down directly.

Douyazai hurriedly asked: "Aren't you preparing to go to heaven? Why did you come down in less than half a minute?"

Brother Yu's face turned pale. He was so nervous that he swallowed hard before saying, "I think it's better to burn it."

I asked what it was like?

Brother Yu glanced at his head and described it: "It's just... like a piece of skinny bacon wearing a wig, as if it's still smiling at me."

I shivered.

"A piece of skinny bacon wearing a wig" is a bit strange to describe.

He suddenly raised his flashlight and pointed it towards the coffin.

I also walked over to take a look.

This feeling of looking up at the coffin is uncomfortable, as if something is pressing down on the top of my head.

"Yunfeng, do you think there is an epitaph?" he asked me.

"I took it clean last time and there was no epitaph." I said.

That silver box is definitely not an epitaph. That thing, I initially determined, is a sacrificial vessel from Zhejiang Manichaeism in the late Song Dynasty. Watermelon Head and Xu Tongshan are called sacred vessels, but they are actually of the same nature.

He looked around, frowned and said, "I always feel... we may have missed something."

"What's missing?" I fell into thinking.

Xiaoxuan, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "How about we check there."

Xiaoxuan pointed to the place where the mouse had built its nest.

It was densely packed with burnt dead rats.

Xiaoxuan added: "I always feel strange, why do rats gather there?"

"Yunfeng, go and have a look." Baotou ordered.

"Forget it...it's disgusting," I said.

Countless rats were burned into dried chocolate, and most of them were crushed to death. When the fire started, all the intestines were squeezed out, and from a distance, they looked like spaghetti scattered on the floor.

"Fengzi! How can you be afraid of being disgusted if you want to make money! What does this mean? As long as the money is in place! I would dare to eat maggots alive! I'll go!"

Dou Sprouts volunteered. Without saying a word, he used his hands and feet to pull it apart, and then began to look for clues.

He observed very carefully and saw that he was not affected by the surrounding environment at all.

"Huh? Something does look wrong here,"

Dou Sprout took out the knife he carried and fiddled with it for a while, then suddenly shouted: "Come here quickly!"

"See! Everything else is filled with rocks! Why is there a brick here!"

Brother Yu said: "This seems to be... the same as the sealing bricks on the original wall hole. Is it an extra piece that was left when the wall was sealed in the past and was stuffed here?"

"It's different, Brother Yu, this brick is big," I frowned and squatted down, trying to dig it out with Bean Sprouts.

As a result, he couldn't pull it out, so Dou Sprout used a knife to pry along the gap.

It's very strong and embedded inside, and the color of the brick is almost the same as the wall. If you don't squat down and take a closer look, you will definitely mistake it for stone.

After trying several times, it finally showed signs of loosening.

We slowly pulled out the brick embedded in the corner.

"Fuck...there are words, Fengzi! There are so many words!"

Dou Sprout said with his eyes widened.

The surface of this brick is completely covered with soil. The soil has filled the opening of the words. I wiped it hard, but I still can't see it clearly. With this kind of hard soil, I have to go back and pick it out carefully with a needle.

"Boss, this is not an epitaph."

He nodded his head and said, "It really doesn't look like an epitaph. Let's take it back and take a look at it."

Epitaphs of the Song Dynasty were generally not engraved on bricks. The better ones were engraved with cloud and lotus patterns and sealed in stone letters. The worse ones were all erected with stone tablets near the coffin, and the initials were written vertically, with two blank lines on the far right, and the last

There are two empty lines on the left, and the middle is full. No matter whether you look at it horizontally or vertically, it looks like writing with a ruler, very neat.

The font on this brick has no decoration, no blank lines on the left and right, and the font is not neat, so I say it is not an epitaph.

Normally we don't want these kinds of things, they can't be sold at a high price, and they're heavy in weight, but this secret room hidden deep in the cave, and this small island, are covered in fog, and this text brick may be the key to solving these mysteries.

There are clues, so I took the head back and took a look at it.

At about four o'clock in the middle of the night, we came out with this brick. At this time, the crows that besieged us two hours ago were all gone. In addition, we didn't see a single mouse on the way out of the cave. Even on the island

The heavy fog has dispersed a lot, and everything seems to be back to normal.

Dou Sprout attributed all this to Baotou's "turning over corpse" trick.

I agree.

Without studying whether it works or not, that trick is really cool.

He put his head first and said harshly: "No toast! No fine wine! Just a glass of wine on the road to hell!"

Then he kicked the coffin three times.

Then the female corpse was turned over inside the coffin!

I really want to learn this trick. When I get back, I can use Xiaoxuan as a prop to practice.


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