"It's so cold... I'm out of breath!" Dou Sprout reached over and tried to breathe.
"I came in to see it twice in the afternoon! It was obviously fine at that time!"
Ma Deming died so suddenly that we were caught off guard.
Looking at Ma Deming's cold body, I thought about it. The only explanation might be related to the wound on his leg. Maybe he had a fever and infection, and he had been insisting that he was fine. Otherwise, I couldn't figure out why he suddenly die.
"Yazai, go take a look and see if there are any other wounds on his body."
"If you don't go, don't go." Dou Sprout shook his head in conflict and said, "People are already cold. Let's see what's the use of these things. Drag them out and bury them."
After careful consideration, I agreed with what Bean Sprouts said.
It was dark in the desert at around 10 o'clock in the evening. Douyazai and I raised our hands and feet, and Xiaoxuan used the flashlight to illuminate the situation. The three of us worked together to lift Ma Deming to a sand dune.
Dou Sprout wiped his sweat and complained: "I finally know what being dead is."
I said stop talking nonsense and start digging a hole quickly.
There was no cyclone shovel around, so we dug the hole with our hands. Fortunately, there was sand under our feet. If it were solid ground, we wouldn't be able to dig it down with our bare hands.
If this scene were seen by outsiders, most likely they would think that someone was taking advantage of the darkness to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces.
After digging the hole, he pushed the person in. Because he didn't control the strength well, Ma Deming fell face down in the hole.
Dou Sprout said it didn't matter so much. After saying that, he kicked the sand into the pit with his feet and buried Ma Deming in a very careless way.
After returning home, I saw that Xiaoxuan's face was not good-looking. She stood there hesitantly and did not dare to enter the tent.
I said you're usually not very courageous, and besides, the person didn't die in your tent. What are you afraid of? Could he still be able to crawl out and find you?
Xiaoxuan pinched me and said angrily: "I am a girl, can you think about it? No matter what, I want to sleep with you at night."
Dou Sprout happened to hear these words behind him, and he said coquettishly: "How about you sleep with me? Don't worry, I don't dislike you."
"Bah! Who wants to come with you!"
"Okay," I shook my head helplessly and said that's it. If you are really scared at night, just bring the quilt over and let's sleep separately.
After Xiaoxuan left, Douyazai squinted and leaned over, whispering: "Fengzi, let me remind you, rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests, so don't be impulsive."
"Get out of the way." I kicked him on the butt, but Dou Sprout ducked out of the way.
Late at night, inside the tent.
"Have you slept, Yunfeng?" Xiaoxuan's voice came from the darkness.
"Can't sleep." I said, leaning on my arm.
My mind was racing with random thoughts.
Ma Deming's sudden death cut off the clues, but I am sure of one thing. My head is in the Badain Jaran area at the moment. If Ma Deming was in Ulanbuhe before, he would not be able to get here at all. It is too far.
Before he died, he mentioned a word called "sand tomb." This is what I was worried about. I didn't expect that people would use this thing after their death during the Song and Jin Dynasties.
Tombs with sand accumulation were popular from the Warring States Period to the early Western Han Dynasty. At that time, the tombs of nobles were often piled with stones for reinforcement, charcoal to prevent moisture, and sand to prevent theft. The Tomb of King Wei of the Warring States Period in Huixian County, Henan Province, and later the Tomb of Guozhuang Chu in Shangcai County were all Tomb of accumulated sand.
After the middle and late Western Han Dynasty, as the earthen coffins with vertical holes and wooden coffins gradually disappeared, so did the sand-filled tombs. I had never thought that such a thing existed in Heishui City.
The tomb of King Wei was robbed seven or eight times. The archaeological team discovered the corpses of eight tomb robbers in the quicksand layer. The Chu Tomb in Guozhuang was even more exaggerated. There were more than 30 corpses of tomb robbers from various dynasties and generations piled in the quicksand layer. They were individually preserved. They have all become thousand-year-old bacon.
The sand-filled tomb is like wearing a layer of hedgehog armor on the tomb, which is very difficult to deal with.
But isn’t there a saying that people die for money and birds die for food? Don’t just do it just because it’s difficult. In my opinion, there is a way to deal with sand-filled tombs.
This method is called digging a horizontal well.
First, use a Luoyang shovel to continuously explore the pit to determine the outline and approximate area of the underground tomb, and whether there are any auricular chambers and side chambers for burial pits.
After determining the location, mark the four corners of the tomb. Usually, four stones are moved and placed on the four corners.
Then dig down about ten meters away from the tomb. Keep digging until the depth of the hole is deeper than the sealing pile and rammed earth layer. Dig vertically to the bottom and then dig horizontally straight ahead, so that you can avoid the original hole. The quicksand layer in the mound of large tomb seals can penetrate into the tomb chamber.
Digging a horizontal well sounds simple, but it is very difficult to do. If the estimated distance of digging a horizontal well is different by ten centimeters, the digging will eventually get farther and farther away.
Apart from hitting Yokoi, I don't know any other way to deal with the Jisha Tomb.
The wind picked up in the middle of the night, and the wind outside the tent was howling. I was thinking about what Ma Deming said before, and suddenly I felt a small hand slipping into the bed, warm.
"What are you doing!" Leng Buding suddenly startled me.
Xiaoxuan chuckled and wanted to continue reaching in.
I sat up and said loudly: "Go back to your tent! I don't think you are afraid at all!"
"No, I won't go back." Xiaoxuan lay on the ground and kicked her legs wildly.
This tent is intended for one person to live in, so there is not much space. There is no space for me to make noises when we are alone...
the next day.
Dou Sprouts always looked at me with nagging eyes early in the morning, and what was even more damning was that he would smile from time to time.
"Have you packed everything? Check it again and don't pull anything down."
After folding the tent and zipping the bag, Dou Sprout patted it and said it was okay, let's go.
Before I left, I made a point of checking it out. The sandy slope where Ma Deming was buried was the same as last night, with a small bulge.
I sighed as I carried my bag.
After all, he was a fellow traveler. It is estimated that his family will never be found. Judging from Ma Deming's age, he should have children. It would be too miserable to die here.
After leaving here, we continued to walk north. This day was hotter than the previous few days. Dou Sprout was sweating after walking for two hours. It was not because he was not physically strong, but because he still had a piece of cake that weighed more than thirty kilograms stuffed in his bag. sheep head stone carving.
I couldn't stand it anymore, so I advised Dou Sprout that the sheep's head was worthless and it was tiring to carry it, so I threw it away quickly.
This time he listened to my words and threw the sheep head reluctantly.
After walking north along the Danba Jilin Desert for another two days, we arrived at a very strange place.
It's a small lake in the desert.
This place is called Haizi. The water level is very shallow, but the water is very clear. There is one thing I still can’t figure out. When we stood on the sand dune and looked down, the small lake was light red, but when we walked down, we saw that the small lake was light red. The lake turned into the color of ordinary water again. When we went up to the sandy slope, we saw that it turned red again.
If someone knows the principle, can you tell me, but I don't understand it anyway.
Dou Sprout said loudly: "Fengzi, stop studying, the water is so clear, come and fill it up quickly! Fill up all the empty bottles."
I said this water will change color. Can I drink it? Don’t drink it and get poisoned.
"Nonsense, you can see people's faces so clearly, of course you can drink it!"
"I'll drink it for you to see!" Dou Sprout said, throwing down the bag, lying on the ground and taking a sip directly from his mouth.
"Bah! Bah!"
Dou Sprout took a sip and vomited it all. He cursed with a livid face: "Fuck, why is it so salty?"
"You can't drink it."
