Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

In the deep seabed, you can't hear the roar of the wind on the sea, but you can still feel the haze before the storm.

The little brother stood quietly in the corner of the ear room, holding his left hand gently in the air beside him. If he didn't look carefully, he would never find anything wrong.

Many of his fellow archeology team members around him were rushing to study the blue and white porcelain and bronze ware, but these were not attractive to the younger brother. Some of the seniors who were obviously older than him had already been completely attracted by these items.

They circulated it to each other, intoxicated by the mysterious beauty of the patterns. Some wanted to record their unique patterns, while others were exploring the profound meanings these patterns might contain.

"Come and see, there's something wrong underneath these porcelains."

The name of the person who said this is Huo Ling. She is the youngest of the three girls in the archaeological team. Her parents are high-ranking officials and her family is prominent. She is usually very pampered and pampered. She especially likes to make a fuss to attract the attention of others. .

When the little brother heard her voice, his head started to hurt and he felt like his head was getting bigger.

But for others, girls like her are still more popular in the team.

This delicate voice immediately attracted several other people. Several boys rushed to get closer to Huo Ling. They couldn't wait to show off their talents and shouted noisily: "What's the problem? Let me see?"

Huo Ling turned over the porcelain in his hand and pointed at the bottom of the porcelain for them to see. One of them, a boy with glasses and a slightly elegant appearance, took one look at it and said confidently: "I know this, this should be the kiln number. It represents the origin of the porcelain.”

Another boy retorted: "You are wrong. The kiln number of Ming kiln is not like this. I think it is more like the inscription of the tomb owner's house name!"

The boy's face suddenly darkened, and his originally elegant expression became a little uneasy, and he suddenly said: "The inscriptions on house names usually have four characters, but there is only one character on it, and it is even more impossible to say what you said."

The two people immediately refused to obey the other and refused to lose face in front of Huo Ling. They started arguing while talking. Huo Ling looked at the two fighting in front of him and sighed, as if he was no longer surprised by this situation.

Huo Ling glanced casually and saw the little brother standing in the corner. He seemed completely aloof and didn't care about everything around him. Huo Ling thought that this person was recommended here. If so, he must have some skills.

Thinking of this, Hollington's eyes lit up. He took the porcelain in his hand and walked straight to where the younger brother was. With a bright smile on his face, he said playfully: "Xiao Zhang, help me take a look. What do the symbols mean?”

The younger brother was originally chatting with Qinghuai. He didn't care when he heard Huo Ling's words, and even didn't want to pay attention to her at all. The younger brother glanced at her casually, but didn't see anything clearly. He turned his head and said perfunctorily: "I don't know."

Huo Ling's face changed, and she looked extremely ugly. She rarely refused to be rejected in front of men, and she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. She quickly stuffed the bottle in her hand into Zhang Qiling's arm, and her tone seemed a little angry: "Xiao Zhang, look carefully. Read and then answer, don't mess with me."

Regarding Huo Ling's sudden behavior, the younger brother had no choice but to hold the porcelain. He sighed helplessly and picked it up to take a look.

Huo Ling looked at the little brother's behavior and felt it was a little strange. Since they met, his left hand seemed to have been hanging down leisurely, and he rarely made other movements, as if he was holding something in his hand. Huo Ling couldn't help but tremble when he thought of this, and felt that he must have been overthinking it.

Huo Ling proudly pointed to the pattern on the bottom of the porcelain, which was a very special engraving.

The guy with this inscription had never seen it before, and he couldn't help but be startled. Generally, the bottoms of porcelain in tomb chambers are smooth, which represents the kiln number where the kiln came from. However, this inscription makes people feel uneven. Obviously It's not a kiln number. On the contrary, I think it's more like some kind of unique number.

The little brother thought of this and tapped Qinghuai's hand twice. Qinghuai got the signal and immediately let go of the little brother's hand. He skillfully grabbed the corner of the little brother's clothes and turned his head to look at the man in front of him with suspicion. porcelain.

Qinghuai thought with some confusion: Did the little brother discover anything?

The little brother picked up the other one, turned it over and saw that there was indeed an inscription on the bottom, but it was obviously different from the one just now. The little brother frowned slightly, feeling suspicious: these porcelains might not just be funerary objects.

When Huo Ling saw the change in Zhang Qiling's expression, she couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Could it be that the piece of wood had finally come to its senses? She coughed lightly and asked softly: "Xiao Zhang, how are you? Do you know what this pattern means?"

But the little brother ignored her completely, as if she was nothing but air. He picked up more than a dozen pieces of porcelain one after another and found that each piece had different numbers engraved on the bottom, and these numbers seemed to be arranged in an orderly manner according to a certain pattern.

Why are these porcelains numbered? Do they have to be arranged in numerical order? If we don't arrange them according to numbers, won't we be able to get some kind of answer?

Countless thoughts flashed through the little brother's mind, and he couldn't help but look at these porcelains carefully.

At first glance, I couldn't help but feel weird. The patterns on these porcelains seemed to be scenes of craftsmen carving grand stone statues. Such scenes were considered indecent in ancient times, but why were they depicted on these porcelains? ?

The little brother continued to observe, and slowly, he began to notice some subtle clues. He looked at these porcelains with some excitement. He found that these carvings seemed inconspicuous when viewed individually, but if you look carefully in the order of arrangement, you will find that these pictures are actually coherent, expressing the development process of a grand project.

Qinghuai followed the little brother and circled around the porcelain. He couldn't help but smile like a flower. It seemed that the little brother had discovered something extraordinary and was spinning around in excitement.

The two boys who were quarreling and others were attracted by Zhang Qiling's actions, and they all looked at each other in confusion.

The little brother kept silent and walked straight towards a small porcelain amphorae. He gently picked it up and looked at it. He suddenly realized in his heart that the amphorae in front of him had already outlined the completion of the project.

The palace hanging high in the sky, words cannot describe its magnificence. The dreamlike palace is suspended in the sky, and its majesty is beyond words. The lower part of the palace was shrouded in swirling clouds and mist, while the builders on the ground looked up at this wonder in the sky. On a nearby mountain peak, a Taoist was smiling contentedly, as if he had known all this before.

The little brother felt an uncontrollable excitement in his heart. The content on this porcelain double-eared pot should be designed by Wang Zanghai, a craftsman in the early Ming Dynasty. He remembered that there was a mural in the Yunnan Worm Valley that he and Qing Huai had visited before. There are also such immortal palaces carved on it. Although they are not similar, they have the same purpose. I don't know what the connection is between the two.

Or is it that Wang Zanghai really created such a heavenly temple?

The little brother thought for a long time and had no clue, so he told the confused people what he had just discovered. These people immediately didn't believe it. They followed the method the little brother said and walked around the porcelains one by one. Everyone looked at it. They couldn't help but be stunned, because they found that it was exactly the same as what Zhang Qiling said.

Huo Ling stared at the porcelain bottles with her mouth open, as if she was surprised. She did not expect that her unintentional actions would lead to such a significant discovery. She was so excited that she raised her head and kissed Zhang Qiling directly on the face. The boys in the room immediately became jealous when they saw this, and they glared at Zhang Qiling.

But the younger brother was concentrating on thinking and didn't notice this at all. He didn't even know that someone had kissed him.

Qinghuai stared at the place where his brother had been kissed by Huo Ling, and his soft little face bulged with anger. He also wanted to kiss his face, but he was too tall and couldn't reach it.

Qinghuai felt very uncomfortable. He grabbed the clothes on his brother's chest and rubbed his face desperately on tiptoe, trying to erase the traces left by Huo Ling.

The touch on his face brought the little brother back from all kinds of thoughts. His expression was a little confused. He didn't understand why Qinghuai wiped his face?

Qinghuai seemed to have been greatly wronged. He pursed his lips and complained in a particularly aggrieved way: "Bad woman~"

Qinghuai stared at the little brother's face, feeling as if it hadn't been wiped clean yet. He directly stood up on tiptoes and climbed on the little brother's shoulders. With a strong jump, he smoothly wrapped his arms around the little brother's neck, and his legs Also wrapped around my little brother’s waist.

"Boom~"

Qinghuai kissed the place where Huo Ling had kissed, and then kissed him angrily several times. It wasn't until the little brother's originally fair and jade-like skin turned slightly red from the kiss that Qinghuai blinked with satisfaction, and then Satisfied, he got off the little brother. He hugged the little brother's arm, raised his little face and said softly: "I will eliminate the traces left by that bad woman~"

The little brother stared blankly ahead, his eyes were deep and bright, as clear as black gems. However, at this moment, the ice and snow in his eyes melted instantly, and a water color rippled in his eyes, softening his entire face. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he couldn't help but feel the joy in his heart.