Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

"Don't look!"

Douyazai covered Xiaoxuan's eyes in a panic, preventing him from seeing the face of the dead body.

Brother Yu squatted slightly, holding the wooden javelin high in his hand, his calf tensed, his face gloomy in the water, ready to go.

suddenly!

In the night of Tengger, a low whistle sounded from a distance.

The two desert wolves pulling the wooden board turned their heads to look around when they heard the whistle, then turned around and ran away with their tails between their legs.

Seeing the two wolves running away gradually, Brother Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

The air-dried corpse seemed to have been deliberately posed, sitting cross-legged and moving.

The facial features of the corpse were shrunk and deformed, but I still recognized it.

It turned out to be Ma Deming!His right leg stepped into an ant nest and used our gauze!

It was Ma Deming who had been dead for a long time!

Someone dug him out!

"Apprentice! Apprentice wake up!"

Liao Bo lightly patted his face, then pinched him again, and then Liao Xiaomi slowly opened his eyes, his expression still undecided.

Brother Yu walked in and stabbed the corpse with a wooden stick, causing the body to fall backwards.

"Do you know this person?" Brother Yu turned his head and asked after examining the corpse.

I was still in a state of shock, but I said with trembling lips that I knew him. The man's calf was bitten by ants, and he died of infection and fever. Later, we buried him in the desert.

"Infection and fever?"

Brother Yu shook his head and said: "It seems that you didn't check it at the beginning. He didn't die of a fever. Come and have a look."

I bravely walked over, Brother Yu turned the corpse over with his feet, and stretched out his hand to pull out an iron nail from the back of the corpse.

I can't say iron nails, I can only say that they are similar, like, but they are different from the stainless steel nails used by modern people.

When I saw this scene, besides being horrified, I was also disgusted.

Recalling the situation that day, Ma Deming was still alive and well in the afternoon, but suddenly lost his breath and died suddenly at 8 o'clock in the evening. Moreover, he was well dressed when he died, and he died very suddenly.

At this time, Bean Sprout said disgustedly: "What an old horse, someone dug him out, why? He came here to scare us? Did Jiuqingshui clean up the house?"

"No...it's not like that." I shook my head in denial.

At that time, Jiu Qingshui and Baotou were processing the sand-accumulated tomb palace. If Jiu Qingshui had done it, they would basically not have sent Ma Deming's body to it.

No matter who did it, I always felt that it was sending some kind of signal to our group.

Brother Yu wiped his hands, and said: "It seems that you have a lot of enemies, it's useless to guess, it just happens that there is no wind, follow the traces of the trail and look over to see where it came from. .”

Brother Yu's words woke me up.

That's right, the desert wolf dragged the wooden planks over and left traces on the sand. Now it looks more obvious. If the wind blows, the sand will cover up these traces.

Thinking about it, a figure inexplicably appeared in my mind. The man's hair was disheveled and his face could not be seen clearly. He was leading a big yellow dog.

It should not be too late, if you want to find out who did it, you must seize the clues in front of you and take action. Just waiting like this is too passive.

I said: "Just in case, Yazai, take a good knife and watch the camp, watch Xiaoxuan and Xiaomi, I'm afraid of turning the tiger away from the mountain."

"Wait until we get back."

Douyazi knew it was inconvenient to bring so many people and things, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, Fengzi, I won't sleep well at night."

"Walk."

Leaving a word, Brother Yu and I trotted along the traces on the ground.

We can hear the whistle, which proves that this person can't run far, probably within ten miles.

After trotting all the way for nearly an hour, a big sandy slope suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The sandy slope was very steep and extended down to 40 degrees.

After chasing here, the traces left by the tow line suddenly disappeared.

Brother Yu looked around with a flashlight and said, "Be careful, go down and see what's going on."

I nodded and said yes.

Tengger is very big, and there are many sand slopes like this, which are not noticeable during the day, let alone at night, when I stepped on it, the sand covered my knees.

Dripping sand down the sandy slope, the moonlight was cold and the sky was full of stars. I looked around and was shocked to find that this area turned out to be solid land.

The soil under the feet is light black, surrounded by scattered gravel and dry grass, revealing a desolate scene.

I gripped the handle of the knife tightly and followed Brother Yu.

Just pay attention to look around, when I was walking, I suddenly tripped and almost fell.

After I stood firm, I looked down and found that what tripped me was a short-handled Luoyang shovel with a wooden handle that had been broken in two.

Now Luoyang shovels on the market are basically made of stainless steel sleeves, and only the archaeological team uses wooden handles (for fear of damaging cultural relics).

Compared with the Luoyang shovel we usually use, the short-handled Luoyang shovel has a stronger purpose. It is to bring down the hole and break the coffin board. It is used by tomb robbers in Henan.

I also found that a piece of Luoyang shovel that was broken off had a word "six" engraved on the handle.

The Luoyang shovel is the way we eat. If there is no accident, we will definitely not throw it away casually.

Could it be that those people who returned to Guan stayed behind?

I couldn't figure it out, so I talked to Brother Yu and started to check the surroundings. I asked him to pay attention to the ground and call me if he saw a pile of dirt.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, there are discoveries.

About 100 meters away from Luoyang, we found a large hole about half a meter wide.

When people approached and looked into the cave, nothing but black was still black.

There are robbery holes and broken Luoyang shovels.

Where have people gone?

If it was dug by those who returned to Guan a few months ago, what kind of tomb is this?

Seeing Brother Yu curiously wanting to drill down, I grabbed him.

I said Brother Yu's situation is unknown now, we only have a flashlight and nothing else, so don't let anything happen.

"It's too boring, it's useless to think so much,"

After he finished speaking, he went straight into the hole and slid down with his hands stretched out.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to follow him down.

The height of this robbery hole is about eleven or twelve meters. After going down to the bottom, I smelled a faint smell, similar to the smell of sulfur.

Using a flashlight, I found a brick wall and a low arch in front of it, less than one meter high. The blue bricks that sealed the arch had been destroyed, and a person could barely get in.

I frowned at the low arches.

The prototype of the brick chamber tomb appeared in the late Western Han Dynasty, and it was more popular in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. There is a saying about the short door with a height of less than one meter. It is different from the courtyard in the Song Dynasty. , There are also places called bridge gates, which are rare.

Many people in ancient times believed in the saying of the first seven.

Loving relatives and lonely yin, alone yang does not grow long.

After the death of the family members, they have to go through the first seven, three seven, seven seven. Folks say that people have three souls and seven souls.You can't go to Huangquan Road until the soul is gone, so this low arch is left to allow the soul of the host family to move forward and backward freely. Therefore, the bridge gate in the tomb is not for people to walk, but for the soul to go.

"Come and have a look," Brother Yu called me over when he found out.

I walked in and saw that there was a blue brick on the top of the low arch, with a line of small words carved on the brick surface with a knife.

Wiping off the dust, I tried to read word by word, softly.

"Northern... Beidu Commander's affairs...Jin Along's beloved daughter, the tomb of Jin Youzi."