What is so spooky?
Although Wang Ke didn't scream, he still trembled all over.
The emperor is placed in the center of the bed, while his queen's coffin is on the left.
The inner coffin and the outer coffin are called Zi Palace. Around the Zi Palace are a dozen Longshan stones with colorful landscapes, clouds and dragons, sandwiching the corners.
The emperor's coffin is covered with vermilion paint and is engraved with gilded Tibetan and Sanskrit sutras and mantras, as well as decorative patterns on the bottom that do not end with ten thousand words.
There is a golden phoenix carved on the top of the queen's coffin, with waves rolling under her feet, mountain flowers scorching, and clouds blooming.
However, no one expected that the tomb robbers would use an ax to cut a three-foot-round hole in the front of the emperor's Zi Palace, the size of a washbasin, drag the corpses of the emperor and the queen outside the coffin, and take away the buried treasures inside the coffin.
What made Sweet Potato Liang Xiaolong scream. The white leg bones wrapped in blue, purple and red dharani satin were still carried outside the coffin. There are no shoes anymore, and he is wearing a piece of clothing with a faint dragon pattern. It is in tatters. When the headlight shines on it, it is very scary.
When Digua Liang Xiaolong called out, Gu Maolin, Niu Suozhu and the reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin immediately jumped aside.
Immediately there was a burst of breaking sounds under the feet.
"Back up, back up."
The person in charge in blue clothes pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with his hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. That means, what about the People's Liberation Army? Since we have all come to the tomb of the dead, are we still afraid of the dead?
At this moment, the soldiers in the reconnaissance squad lost all interest.
This is really deadly! The closest distance was only one and a half meters at most. If it hadn't been illuminated by a lamp, Liang Xiaolong's chest might have touched the emperor's feet!
"That's so disgusting, I have to go." In the darkness, Song Ruimin grinned, turned around, and walked along the tomb passage toward the robbery cave. He wanted to go out and couldn't stay a minute longer.
Then Niu Suozhu and Ma Zhuo Zhao Mingming also followed. Digua Liang Xiaolong looked at Wang Ke and then at the three people who were about to go out. He hesitated and followed.
Now only Wang Ke and Gu Maolin were left, watching the three busy archaeological team members with relish.
It may be different from what everyone imagined. Such a large-scale rescue archaeological project was actually "handled" in such a way. Wang Ke later learned that one of the three people was a doctor who was temporarily brought in to serve as a forensic doctor.
But in that era, all rigorous and great projects often moved forward by making do.
Everyone left, and there were fewer people watching. Wang Ke gently pulled Gu Maolin, and the two moved forward together. It was almost like watching others playing mahjong or chess. The people inside were busy, and behind them people are watching.
After watching, Gu Maolin also felt a little bored, so he took a few steps back. There was another shattering sound of "crack, rattling" at the feet. What's this?
Wang Ke also took a step back. He turned on the flashlight and looked at his feet. There were torn calligraphy and paintings and broken porcelain pieces everywhere. The ones I stepped on before and now were all these porcelain pieces.
Under the flashlight, these yellowed calligraphy, paintings and broken porcelain pieces did not attract Wang Ke's attention. It seems that the emperor did not have many valuable things in his hands. Grave robbers obviously prefer gold and silver treasures, and completely disdain these broken ceramics and calligraphy and paintings.
"Alas! It's a pity that these calligraphy, paintings and ceramics are not worth a penny if they are broken." Gu Maolin bent down and picked up a few pieces of porcelain with little figures on them, looked at them and threw them away. "Pop!" The porcelain piece hit the stone door of the tomb passage, making a crisp shattering sound.
After walking out of the fourth stone door, there was a small bowl, or rather a small wine cup, at his feet. Unfortunately, the adhesion area at the bottom of the bowl was also broken. Gu Maolin put it in his pocket, not realizing what it was at all.
Gu Maolin also ran away. After he came out of the bandit's cave, he lay down on the grass on the top of the underground palace to bask in the sun with his comrades and Uncle Geng.
Now in the tomb, only Wang Ke is left among the gold certificates.
Wang Ke stood for a while longer, feeling a little tired. He used a flashlight and looked for a brick or something to sit on. The tap stone on the top door cannot be moved, but there is nothing in the long tomb passage.
Wang Ke thought of the robbery hole, maybe there were rocks leaking there.
Oh, Wang Ke actually found it. Directly under the Thief Cave, Wang Ke saw a rectangular black stone thirty to forty centimeters long and about fifteen centimeters square. The two ends are square, with an arc in the middle, too much like a pillow.
Wang Ke hugged him. He was so heavy that he weighed thirty or forty pounds.
He picked up the stone, walked fifty or sixty meters, returned to the tomb chamber again, jumped on the "treasure bed", stood the stone up, and sat on it with his buttocks raised. The height was just right.
After sitting there and watching the archaeological team work for a while, Wang Ke found that the stone under his butt was really nice, but it was too cold. His butt was uncomfortable with the ice through his pants. Moreover, the standing stone was so hard that it hurt my buttocks. But when it is put down, it is too low for people to sit on.
Wang Ke walked back and forth several times holding the stone. He took out his pocket watch and saw that more than an hour had passed unknowingly. Unable to watch anymore, Wang Ke thought for a moment and let's go.
I wanted to say hello to the archaeological team, but the three of them were too busy to pay attention to you, a soldier.
Wang Ke stood up, adjusted his military uniform, and walked towards the robbery cave with a flashlight. After exiting the fourth door and approaching the third door, a gust of wind blew over him and he couldn't help but shudder.
It would be cool in this tomb passage in summer.
Huh? That stone is nice. If you sleep on it in the summer, it will definitely be a good thing.
Oops, Wang Ke suddenly remembered something, which was the dream he had that night when he returned from Chongling for the first time. He and the emperor were in a large room, grabbing things to play. There was not even a place to sit in the room, and there was a stone in the corner.
So the two people went to grab it together, but the stone was slippery and heavy, and no one could grab it in the end. This stone looks like the one in front of me.
Wang Ke turned back again, found the heavy and smooth black stone, picked it up and walked towards the robbery cave.
When I walked to the Robber's Cave, I raised my head and looked up. There was basically no light. Wang Ke took off his trousers, tied one trouser leg into a knot, and put the black stone in it. The other trouser leg was passed over his shoulder and tied to the trouser leg holding the stone, like a dry food bag on his back.
Wang Ke began to climb nearly two meters along the east wall of the tomb passage, and his head entered the robbery hole. As soon as he climbed up, his back was stuck, and it was the black stone behind him.
No matter what, the robbery hole is too small, and you can't go up by dashing from left to right. Wang Ke had no choice but to come down. He thought for a moment and shouted to the top: "Song Ruiming, Gu Maolin——"
"Here, platoon leader, what's going on? Can't you come up?"
Above the robbery cave, the voice of reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin came.
"Throw down the rope we brought."
"Platoon leader, we didn't bring any ropes, we only brought two backpack straps."
"That's better, let Liang Xiaolong help pull it up." Wang Ke was overjoyed when he heard that the backpack strap was better than the rope.
After a while, Liang Xiaolong squatted on the U-shaped opening of the robbery hole and threw down a backpack strap with another backpack strap attached to it. Wang Ke began to tie the stone.
But the stone was too smooth. Wang Ke tied it up for a long time and thought of all the ways he could think of, including wrapping it in military uniform first and then tying it with a rope. But as soon as he carried it, it fell apart halfway. It either fell off or got stuck. In the end, it tore the threads of a pair of Wang Ke's cool military pants.
It was so irritating that Wang Ke looked at this "smelly and hard" black stone and had no idea what to do, just couldn't get it on.
It seems that it is not mine, alas! Forget it, no luck.
Wang Ke looked at the black stone reluctantly and threw it aside. Climb up the hole yourself. Wang Ke would never have imagined that a few years later, he would once again spend several hundred yuan on admission to the Forbidden City in Kyoto. When he saw this black stone in a glass display window, he would regret it so much that his intestines would turn green.
It turned out that this was the emperor's pillow, an uncut Hetian jade. It wasn't until he got there that Wang Ke suddenly understood that the tomb robbers back then had made the same mistake as himself, because they couldn't take it with them despite all their efforts, so they threw away this priceless treasure as a heavy and slippery stone. .
Of course, Wang Ke knew about it later. The emperor also held two priceless treasures in his hands. In his left hand is a conjoined jade ring, in his right hand is a Hetian jade ornament, and a gold well was found under his coffin, which contained more than two hundred treasures to ward off evil spirits and suppress the mausoleum.
After climbing up to the Robber's Cave, Wang Ke took a look and saw that all the soldiers were basking in the sun.
"Eat, eat! Let's go back after dinner." Wang Ke looked at the autumn sky above his head and started shouting at the soldiers of the reconnaissance squad. Then he sat down.
"Platoon leader, this place has good feng shui. Don't move. We will get the things and leave after eating here." Niu Suozhu, the veteran soldier, stepped forward and made a haha. He was looking for a place to urinate.
"Forget it, don't eat here, let's go out to eat. Okay, let me pee too." Wang Ke said, walking to one side along the half of the front screen wall, and the two of them were facing the front screen wall.
Wang Ke shivered as he peed. His eyes stopped at the side wall of the screen, because he saw that there were three deep scratches on the brick wall on the side of the screen wall, which matched the ones on the back. These scratches were similar to those under the Muling Stone Bridge, The scratches on the stone five temples are exactly the same. Because it is so hidden, you can never see it from the side.
The scratch in the middle is facing the robbery hole.
"I understand!" Wang Ke shouted. Now he knew why the tomb robbers calculated so accurately. It turned out that there was really an insider who had left a mark here long ago.
"Platoon leader, what do you understand?" Niu Suozhu was puzzled.
"This tomb robber is the final gatekeeper of the tomb." Wang Ke couldn't restrain his excitement and immediately started talking non-stop.
But, what does this have to do with the reconnaissance squad? Even if you solve the case, can you catch the tomb robber?
"Platoon leader, your important discovery should be reported to the Public Security Bureau, and maybe you can get a reward." Gu Maolin couldn't bear it anymore, and said sarcastically to Wang Ke: "Platoon leader, by the time you finish speaking, I guess the sun has set. , hurry up and eat quickly, then you can go on your way, how about we go to the female soldier company of the Interference Regiment to have dinner?"
"roll!"
After all, Wang Ke, Uncle Geng and the six soldiers from the reconnaissance squad quickly packed up their things, left the cemetery, went to the court room to pick up their equipment, and started eating in the hall in front of Long En's door.
There were so many steamed buns that even Uncle Geng’s niece and her family started eating them too.
Boiling water is enough, pickles are enough. In addition to the eggs, the group of people finished them quickly. Just when Wang Ke stood up and wanted to leave, he accidentally glanced at the Shinto Stele Pavilion.
Along the central axis in front of the mausoleum to the south, there are three-way three-hole stone arch bridges. At the other end of the bridge is the Shinto stele pavilion. Around the Shinto stele pavilion are the five-hole archway gate and the five-hole stone arch bridge. To the south is the mausoleum area.
The Shinto stele pavilion is a pavilion, where a thin old man is leaning, looking here from time to time.
Seeing Wang Ke's curiosity, Uncle Geng's niece said, "This old man came here yesterday and has been sitting here for a long time today. Is he waiting for someone or something?"
The sixth sense made Wang Ke squint his eyes and search in his mind. Then, he picked up the last two steamed buns and a piece of pickle and walked towards the old man.
As he walked, he saw clearly that it was the salesman who was carrying a robe on his back and traveling from village to village.
it's him! What is he doing here? This is clearly not the place to do business. Could it be that he knew about the archeology here and wanted to find out?
"Uncle, do you still know me?" Wang Ke stepped forward and greeted warmly.
The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at Wang Ke, and shook his head.
Wang Ke took out the bronze pocket watch from his pocket and said to the old man, "I bought a pocket watch from you."
The old man looked at it and nodded, but immediately shook his head. There are so many people coming and going when it comes to selling these second-hand goods. It is impossible to know everyone.
"Uncle, I'll give you this steamed bun. It's cold here. Go back as soon as possible after eating."
"Hey, thank you People's Liberation Army." The old man took the steamed buns and ate only one, the other and the pickles, but he took out an old newspaper from his bag and wrapped it up. Wang Ke took a look and saw a rattle stuck in the robe.
"goodbye!"
"goodbye."
