I glared at him and said, "How far are you going to die? Don't quarrel in my ears?" Can you shut up without saying anything? Have you ever heard of disasters coming from your mouth? Are you not afraid of retribution after getting off the tomb and gossiping?

Ge Zhuang shook the flowery shorts on his hand and said that Fatty Master can still be afraid of a flower girl with his magic weapon?

I was really helpless with this fat man, so I shook my head and ignored him, put on a snakeskin glove, and winked at Lao Zhong. He understood it and immediately pulled out the mountain machete and guarded the edge of the coffin.

Lao Zhong held a machete in his hand to prevent the corpse from changing. I walked around the crack where the coffin was pushed open, reached down, and gently rubbed the female corpse. Since ancient times, there has been a process for robbing tombs in the nuggets. The rule passed down by Erye's "Feng Shui Notes" is that the coffin cannot be completely opened. One is out of respect for the owner of the tomb, and the other is to prevent corpses from being raised.

Especially for this kind of evil tomb, it is even more important to be concerned when touching treasures. This female corpse has been dead for many years. After undergoing historical changes and alternation of government and country, it can remain uncorrupted for thousands of years. It is similar to the female corpse sleeping under the Niuzigou tomb. That tomb robbery experience, just now, makes me sweat all over my head. I don’t want the same experience to be born here.

After rubbing the coffin for a while, I touched a layer of soft silk in my hand. When I felt my heart moved, I immediately pulled it out. The silk was very long and was fixed firmly with a wooden wedge and wrapped it tightly on it.

Ge Zhuang and Lao Zhong both looked at me curiously. Ge Zhuang was impatient and said, "Little Pumpkin, what kind of treasure is this? Why not take it out and take a look!"

I slowly took two steps back, put the silk on it, placed it on the stone platform, first pulled off the metal wire on it, then slowly rolled the wooden wedge, and a whole piece of beautiful silk appeared in front of us.

The whole piece of silk is connected in gold thread, presenting many different patterns, which seem to record the life of the tomb owner. I tried to connect it into a whole. After reading it through, a sad story of love was roughly formed in my mind.

When Qin led his troops to the southwest, destroyed Bashu, occupied the strategic location of Xichuan Shu County, and then established counties and counties, which were managed by Li Bing. There were still many remnants of Bashu and Shu countries, trying to subvert the regime established by Qin in Shu County, including a tribe of a matriarchal clan, which started a confrontation with Li Bing's troops for several years.

Later, a commander under Li Bing personally led his troops to fight to the core of the tribe, and signed a peace agreement with the tribe leader, but secretly fell in love with the tribe goddess. There was no such a lot of red tape in ancient times, and the relationship between men and women was relatively open, so they naturally "wild and together" together.

Later, the matriarchal tribe surrendered. In order to consolidate the regime, Qin State ordered the tribe to pay tribute to the palace of Qin State. The beaded child was secretly knotted, so the tribe goddess naturally refused, so she and the captain both committed love and were buried here separately.

This story sounds a bit unrealistic, but according to the patterns recorded on the silk, it should be roughly like this. Behind the silk, there is also a scene where the goddess holding a sharp weapon in her hand and going into the water to hunt the demon dragon with the commander.

According to the murals in the previous tomb pit, the reason why Shu County was flooded was because there were demon dragons raging upstream of Dujiangyan. Later, a hero who killed the demon dragon was born. I initially thought it was Li Bing, but compared with the pattern on the silk, it overturned my previous guess.

Lao Zhong said that, it was no wonder that the two tomb pits were so close. It seems that although the captain and the tribe goddess were not married, they were married and were recognized by the tribe, so they could only be buried together after death.

However, the Qin Dynasty had the rules of the Qin Dynasty that officials should not be buried with women from different races after their death, so they came up with such a way to dig two tomb pits under the same Feng Shui acupoint. Although they were not the same cave, they were separated by a stone's distance.

Ge Zhuangwen made a summary in a slight way, saying that "there is nothing to expect from the same hole, and his fate will be even more difficult." I didn't expect that the ancients would have such a beautiful love story. I really envy Fatty Master.

I gave him a blank look and continued to turn the silk, but at the end of the silk, a small wooden awl carved from wood appeared at the end of the silk, which was only the thickness of a thumb, and was densely carved with patterns. It was not like words, but like a road map.

I held the wooden awl firmly in my hand, with a flash of light in my eyes, which could be hidden in the coffin and buried with the tomb owner in close proximity. I was also wrapped in layers of silk and preserved so well. I guess what was recorded on the wooden awl must be important information.

Seeing that I was stunned, Ge Zhuang rolled up the silk on the ground and put it away, opened his mouth and blew it on it, and smiled happily, saying that there were a lot of gold threads under the silk, which was probably worth a lot of money.

I came over and said, "I'm so fat, do you have historical common sense? The smelting technology in the Qin and Han dynasties was not well-established. The so-called "gold" by the ancients was brass. Do you still remember the person who collected rags outside our shop? He said that 30 yuan of brass per pound, how much weight can the silk on your hands add up?

Ge Zhuang was unhappy and said that this was a work of art. How could it be sold as scrap iron after being used as an old item? I said that there is probably no private person who would bear this kind of thing except museums, and it is not worth a rotten vase. If you have the courage, just carry it to the city museum and see how much they give you?

Not all the items taken out in the ancient tombs are valuable. Although this silk product has deep archaeological value, it cannot be circulated in the antique market, so the collection value is very low. Of course, Chen Yun may use it as a treasure. But we are not here for archaeology, and the issues we are concerned about are more practical.

Ge Zhuang smashed his mouth and said that, "That's the case. Fatty thinks this silk is pretty good and thinks it's worth a lot of money. Since it's not worth much, he's too lazy to take it back, so as not to be able to take it off." Instead, he found it to Sister Chen Yun and asked me to trouble you at that time.

As he said that, he threw away the rolled silk and quickly urged me to go to the coffin to touch other treasures. I had to stand up again and approach the coffin carefully again. But Ge Zhuang couldn't wait and said cursingly, "Damn it, it's impossible for me to not be able to touch any treasures. If you want me to see it, it's still... what's the matter!"

He started screaming in pain halfway through his words, which made Lao Zhong and I very annoyed, saying, "I'm so fat, you're fucking swine fever, right?"

Ge Zhuang turned around in a cold sweat and said, "Little Pumpkin... See, I'm a ghost!"

"What?" I saw that his face was ashen, and his tongue was trembling as he spoke. He quickly took two steps and walked to the edge of the coffin and looked down. This glance was so scared that I sat on the ground.

The female corpse is gone!
Chapter completed!