Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

The sacrificial pit was rectangular in shape, and there were scattered human bones in the pit. Just looking at the surface, it could be seen that these white bones were severely calcified, and some of them basically maintained their pre-death postures. It seems that they have not been disturbed for thousands of years.

Sister Hong looked at the bones in the sacrificial pit and sighed.Just imagine, 2000 years ago, these were also fresh lives.

Generally speaking, it is impossible to have funerary objects in the sacrificial pits of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, because they are slaves after all and are not entitled to enjoy the funerary objects.

But this time it was different. Chen Jiansheng had a sharp eye, and he found a clay pot with a chicken head lying horizontally in the pit.The clay pot is still half buried in the soil.

The pottery is of low value and not worth much, so Sister Hong said let's go, find a way out, and don't stay here.

Chen Jiansheng shook his head and said: "Don't be too busy, Chen Houqin, you didn't look carefully, you look at that clay pot again," he pointed to the pit.

I also watched it again, this time we watched it carefully.

"What is that, isn't it a clay pot with a chicken head?" I vaguely saw a clay figurine on the surface of the pot, and only a small half of the clay figurine was exposed on the ground.

"Stupid? Haven't you seen it?" Chen Jiansheng said carelessly: "Yes, pottery is worthless, but it also depends on the grade. The grade in the pit is not low. This is the pottery soul warehouse, a first-class cultural relic!"

The soul warehouse was only popular in two dynasties, the Shang and Zhou Dynasties and the Eastern Han Dynasty. The soul warehouse in the Han Dynasty was placed under the coffin board of the dead, and the seeds of the whole grains were filled in the warehouse, which meant that the dead could be self-reliant and eat in the world. food.Most of them are seen in the antique market. Some people who don’t understand buy them back at a high price and put them in their bedrooms every day to admire them. This is not good and unlucky.

However, the soul warehouses in the Western Zhou Dynasty are different. Because the age is too long, the pottery products are fragile and difficult to preserve.

Later, I came into contact with some Feng Shui masters in Hong Kong. They prefer the Western Zhou Soul Storehouse, and they will spend a lot of money to buy this thing when they hear it.I heard from hearsay, it is said that using this thing can trap the three souls and seven souls of a person who died suddenly. As long as you do rituals and survive the first seven nights, then the body with a complete body can be revived in the first seven nights.

Speaking of which, the height of the sacrificial pit is not high, about less than two meters above the ground. Chen Jiansheng got excited, and he jumped directly, saying that he would dig out the soul warehouse to have a look. If it is complete, see if it can be done. Find a way to take it away.

I said what time it was, but he didn't listen to me when I advised him.

This is the nature of tomb robbers. If they don't leave empty space, they will be unable to walk when they see rare things. They will try their best to find a way to get them out. If they just leave like this, they will feel that they have missed a hundred million.

The business of tomb robbers cannot be paid off with a pennant and 500 yuan in cash.

Chen Jiansheng jumped into the sacrificial pit. He looked at the bones and said, "Everyone, borrow something, don't blame, don't blame." After speaking, he lowered his head and touched the buried soul jar.

"Huh? So heavy?" He raised it with a surprised expression.

The soul warehouse jars of the Western Zhou Dynasty must not contain whole grains. As for what is contained in them, almost no one knows.

"Damn, it's really heavy, isn't it stuffed with gold bricks?" He pulled out the soul bin with both hands, with a labored expression.

"Hurry up and pick me up, I can't get up."

I quickly climbed to the edge of the pit, grabbed his hand, and pulled him up.

The lid of the soul storehouse was sealed, and it looked like it was the original product, and it had never been opened.

Chen Jiansheng patted the dirt on his knees, "How about it? How about opening it now, this is the original product, too few, and many people in the industry have never seen the old style."

Sister Hong curled her lips and said, "What high-level things can come out of the sacrificial pit, maybe it's filled with human feces from two thousand years ago, dried into balls and turned into fossils."

Sister Hong called the thing that he had worked so hard to find a pile of shit, and Chen Jiansheng looked a little embarrassed.

"Chen Houqin is really good at joking. Discuss something with Chen Houqin. You lend me your little dagger. I'll pry it open and see what's inside."

Watching Chen Jiansheng talk, I shook my head. I always felt that Chen Jiansheng's attitude towards Sister Hong was much better than when we first met. Just a few complaints.

Everyone has a gossip mind, so I wondered if this old boy had some unreasonable thoughts about Sister Hong.

I made up my mind and thought to myself: "It's amazing, is this Chen Geogong going to take over the Alpine prairie? This is it." It is said in the industry that a mole is naturally open. clear.

After receiving the small dagger, Chen Jiansheng squatted down. After he straightened the soul warehouse, he began to pry it with the knife.

There is a light yellow layer along the mouth of Tao Hun's warehouse, which looks like a wax layer for waterproofing. After more than 2000 years, the wax layer is as dry as a stone. When poked with a dagger, there is only a white spot left. very hard.

Thanks to the sharpness of the dagger, he fiddled with it for more than ten minutes, sweating on his forehead, and finally opened a small crack.

In an instant, a smell of wine came to the nostrils.

Chen Jiansheng stared wide-eyed, "I... the soul warehouse is actually filled with wine? More than 2000 years of wine!"

He took a step back, and immediately shook his head in denial: "No, no, there was no high-grade distilled alcohol at that time, the smell of this alcohol..."

Sister Hong was also curious. He looked at the soul warehouse on the ground and said: "A well-preserved celadon plum vase was unearthed in the Han tomb at Dabaotai. At that time, the bottle was filled with wine. Although this is rare, But it was there before, it’s just that no one has seen it.”

Hearing this, Chen Jiansheng didn't know whether he was trying to pretend to be big or something, he suddenly said: "Today, I, Liu Jiansheng, have a good fortune. Once the lid is opened, it will evaporate later. No, this is a rare opportunity. I have to take a sip of this wine to see what it tastes like."

"No way, Chen Tugong, do you want to drink?" I didn't expect this person to be so bold.

He rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "I'm a drunkard, I haven't tasted a drop in half a year, a thousand years of fine wine, just thinking about it will satisfy my craving, boy, let me ask you, do you know what the highest state of drinking is?"

I shook my head and said I don't know, I said I don't drink.

He looked at Sister Hong, and said coaxingly: "The highest state of drinking is to drink to liver cancer. At this point, it is considered that the cultivation has been completed."

I almost couldn't help it.I thought to myself that it was not a big deal, I had completed my practice, and I went directly to the crematorium to change my new home.

Sister Hong cursed speechlessly: "Two hundred and five."

"Hey, look, I drank it," he pried open the entire oil seal of the soul compartment, and directly reached in to scoop a little.

His mouth was pursed, his brows were wrinkled, and his expression didn't look very good.

"What's the matter, Chen Tugong, what's it like?" He didn't speak, and I thought he was poisoned.

Chen Jiansheng swallowed his throat, frowned and said: "What kind of wine is this? It smells like wine, but why does it taste like this strange smell? It's as sweet as sugar water."

Only 3 minutes before and after the talk, I suddenly saw that his face began to turn red, and it became more and more red, almost like red paint was painted on his face.

He shook his head vigorously.

"Damn, what's going on, this is a fake bar."