Touch a corpse to fall in love

The bus swallowed: "This is fucking better than watching a fantasy movie."

Cheng Xiao bent his elbow and gave the bus an elbow: "What time is it, are we not kidding?"

"Success." The bus nodded, looking at the ghost opposite with glowing eyes, "I remember the ancient funeral system, it seems that the owner's life was written on the coffin, you may find something in that ancient coffin ?”

Cheng Xiao shook his head immediately.

Just kidding, that ancient coffin is so weird, and this ghost is so weird, didn't he go into the mouth of a tiger in the past?

The bus was a bit ironic: "According to my observation, this ghost brother will not touch you again. How about I go there with you?"

Cheng Xiao sighed silently in his heart and nodded.In fact, if he hadn't been molested too thoroughly by the ghost before, he wouldn't have hesitated at all, because as an archaeological student in the history school, his curiosity was no less than that of the bus.

Going around the ghost standing in place and turning around following the movements of the two, Cheng Xiao moved to the coffin under the vault.

The blue-black coffin was darkly parked under the ever-burning lamp. The body of the huge coffin was densely carved with hibiscus trees, and the lid of the coffin was also covered with the same hibiscus trees.

After reading the inscription on the coffin lid, Cheng Xiao shook his head, then went around to look at both ends of the coffin, and finally stopped at the end where the words were engraved.

After squatting down and looking at it for a long time, Cheng Xiao frowned slightly: "These words... I don't even know them."

The bus was a little surprised: "Didn't you learn archeology?"

"Fuck, archeology isn't a big deal, is it? In the 5000 years of China, characters have changed in a variety of ways. I'm not specialized in learning ancient Chinese characters. How can I know everything?" Cheng Xiao poked his fingers at the characters on the ancient coffin, "And This text obviously does not belong to any of the ancient writing systems currently recorded, what do you want me to think?"

China's relatively systematic writing system was formed after the unification of the Qin Dynasty. Before that, Chinese writing was complicated and diverse, and almost every vassal state and small barbarian country had its own writing.In such a large country, the southern country did not know the characters of the northern country, and the northern country did not know the dialect of the south. This situation was almost a fixed form. It was not until Qin Shihuang unified the characters that the characters of the Chinese nation gradually settled down and stabilized.

The writing on the ancient coffin is more of an early writing, so Cheng Xiao guessed that it should belong to a certain vassal state in the pre-Qin period, or an ancient writing that has not been recorded in history and has been lost for a long time.

"That is to say, these things are here for us to see, and we can't get any useful information?"

"Should we know something?" Cheng Xiao suddenly asked this sentence, even he was stunned for a moment.Because this sentence is a rhetorical tone, and it carries a touch of severity and blame.It seems to be the kind of rhetorical question that a senior leader encounters a subordinate who is not doing well.

It seems that this should not be something that a person with his character can say.What's more, the object is his best friend, bus.

After being stunned, the bus chuckled: "Sure enough, our family Xiaoxiao also has a temper."

"Go, who is your Xiaoxiao?" Cheng Xiao murmured a few words to cover up his gaffe, "But we can take pictures of these with our mobile phones, and we can find a professional to translate them after we go out."

"That's right."

The bus reached out to take out his mobile phone to take pictures, and Cheng Xiao suddenly remembered that his mobile phone and shoes were still in the coffin.

Quietly looking back at the ghost standing there silently looking at himself and the bus, Cheng Xiaomo sighed: "Bus, look at that brother for me, I'll go pick up my phone and shoes in the coffin."

Although the bus didn't care about a mobile phone or a pair of shoes, but considering that this is a coffin where the dead sleep, he immediately said: "Sure, I'll go in and get it for you. That brother only listens to you, you can watch out for me outside. "

"...Okay then." Cheng Xiao thought for a while and nodded.

The bus took pictures of the writing on the coffin lid and the writing on one end of the coffin, and handed the phone to Cheng Xiao: "It will be ready in a while."

Cheng Xiao nodded, and squatted in the hole he made before, watching the bus climb in.

Sensing that the ghost behind him moved slightly, Cheng Xiao immediately looked back at him.

There seemed to be a little more hostility in the ghost shadow's eyes, and now he stared gloomyly at the bus with only two soles exposed at the entrance of the cave.

Cheng Xiao didn't dare to say anything, just kept staring at the ghost image, lest he suddenly pounce on him.

Fortunately, the ghost did not move rashly until the bus got out.

"Cheng Zai'er, what do you think this is?" The bus hurriedly backed out, twisting its buttocks, holding a strange top-shaped object in its hand.

Cheng Xiao took it over and looked at it: "I don't know it, but it looks like a mechanical toy?"

"What mechanism toy?"

"Just like the Chinese Rubik's Cube, according to the principle of space, add an axis in the center, and the gadgets made are both educational and interesting."

"Yo, then I'm going to have fun." Daba said and wanted to take that thing back from Cheng Xiao's hand.

Cheng Xiao dodged the hand of the bus: "Wait a minute." Turning his head to look at the ghostly shadow staring at the two of them, Cheng Xiao whispered, "This thing was found in his coffin, and if you look at his eyes, When you took it out just now, if I hadn't been squatting here, I would have jumped at you long ago."

"So stingy?" The bus curled his lips, "Could it be that he liked to play with such pediatric things when he was alive, so after his death, his family gave him to be buried with him, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Cheng Xiao lightly reprimanded the bus, "He's out of his mind now, you'd better not mess with him."

The bus smiled and said nothing.

Cheng Xiao stood up holding the thing and looked around, and suddenly noticed something in the corner of his eyes.

Wang Hong's body was a set of dry bones, but his clothes were still there.A piece of dark yellow cloth-like object was exposed in the pocket of the clothes that had been shriveled due to the disappearance of flesh and blood on his body.

When Cheng Xiao saw that thing at first glance, he thought he was dazzled: "Bus, is there something in Wang Hong's pocket?"

When the bus heard it, it immediately got up and looked over.Immediately, he strode over and took out that thing.

It was a dark yellow muslin the size of three or four palms. Judging from the color and the rut marks on it, it was estimated to be quite old.There are some landscape-like lines drawn densely on it, and dense ancient characters are marked on it, which looks a lot like the characters of a certain country in the pre-Qin period.

Cheng Xiao followed, his face full of surprise: "This is it?" After a pause, Cheng Xiao put the top-shaped thing in his trousers pocket, and then took the dark yellow cloth lamp on the top of the vault. The next caretaker looked at it for a while, "Warring States Silk Book?"

The bus froze for a moment: "How is it possible?"

Cheng Xiao shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I heard about this thing in archeology class. At that time, the teacher showed us a lot of documents and photos of the Warring States Silk Book. Although the text on it is slightly different, it is true. It’s Xiaozhuan from the pre-Qin period.” Frowning and thinking for a while, Cheng Xiao suddenly remembered that there was a “Millennium Treasure Book” beside him, and after a long pause, he tilted his head and discussed with the bus, “You show this to that brother Now, the ancient coffin is more than a thousand years old, and this brother is also an 'old antique' who is not less than a thousand years old, and he may really be a zombie from the Qin Dynasty; moreover, this thing is from Wang Hong. The one that was taken from the body probably has something to do with this ancient coffin. Maybe this brother can see something."

The bus took the cloth and exerted a little force: "...you can't tear it apart, it must be fake."

Cheng Xiao was speechless for a while, and finally took a deep breath and said, "Comrade Daba, what I'm talking about is what is painted on it, and it has nothing to do with the authenticity of this silk book! If it is a real Warring States silk book, can Wang Hong carry it on his body?"

The bus thought about it for a while, so he looked at the silent ghost and said, "Hey, brother, do you have any impression of this thing?" After finishing speaking, the bus let go and threw the silk book at the ghost.

That ghost was also a creature with a high IQ, so he took it with a wave of his hand, and immediately lowered his head and unfolded the silk scroll.

Standing two meters away, Cheng Xiao and the bus silently watched the ghost shadow's every move. After a lot of thought, they finally decided to check Wang Hong's things carefully before leaving.

Cheng Xiao and the bus groped around for a long time. Apart from Wang Hong's pockets, Cheng Xiao didn't even let go of his briefcase.It was also when looking through Wang Hong's briefcase that Cheng Xiao saw the tablet that he had seen in the hall on the first floor before.

Seeing the name and date of birth on it at first glance, Cheng Xiao's scalp immediately went numb.

The bus came over, looked at Cheng Xiao's name on it and yelled strangely: "Damn, this old man is really making a fuss about you!" He pointed to the words on the side and said, "What do these words mean? ?”

Cheng Xiao looked left and right, put the tablet on the bus and asked him to pass it to the ghost: "Let him take it back."

"to make."

The bus casually threw the memorial tablet to Ghosting, who caught it and immediately hugged him tightly in his arms.

Cheng Xiao was about to keep packing the things in Wang Hong's briefcase, but was stopped by the bus and asked, "What does the word Dingmaoguimao mean?"

Cheng Xiao paused, and said, "My birth date." Opening a small bottle in the bag, there was some dark red powder in it, Cheng Xiao took a closer look and said, "This thing is very strange, please take it away You can ask what it is when you see Professor Ouyang." Seeing that the bus looked at him and said nothing, Cheng Xiao knew that he couldn't hide it, so he sighed slightly, "There is an old witch in our village. I have read the horoscope, and I wrote it down, this is my birthday horoscope, four pillars of pure yin, she said that I am a debtor in my previous life, and I will be repaid in this life, and there will be a catastrophe in the year of the dragon and snake."

"Then what year is it?" the bus turned around and asked Cheng Xiao.

"……Year of the Dragon."

"..." For a moment, the bus just wanted to curse, "It seems that the witch in your hometown is a master."

"It's useless to say these things, let's go back first."

The bus nodded, reached out and put the things in Cheng Xiao's hand back into the briefcase, stood up and said, "Anyway, we don't know much about these things, why don't we take them all back and study them slowly."

Cheng Xiao stood up along with the bus: "We might have trouble going out like this."

The two came in right after Wang Hong, and the entire museum staff and monitoring system can testify that now they appeared in a mess, but Wang Hong was nowhere to be found.If this incident attracts the attention of others, it is estimated that the two of them will inevitably go to the prison to experience a new life.

The bus touched Cheng Xiao's neck, "tsk" and said: "It's okay to say, I'm afraid that there will be some mutations in this brother's bite. I still remember the 'biochemical' we watched when we were in the dormitory. Crisis'? One bite at a time, and finally bite others like that."

"Fuck you!" Cheng Xiao cursed, "But what you said is also reasonable. After all, it is an ancient corpse of a thousand years. Although it is no different from a living person now, who knows what he has in his mouth." What if it is What kind of corpse poison, germs, etc., so he must not confess here?

Looking up at the ghost on the opposite side, Cheng Xiao saw him holding the tablet in one hand and thinking with the cloth in the other, and couldn't help feeling strange.

His appearance is basically the same as that of a living person, and he can even think.It's not like it's shown on TV, just walking dead or only attacking humans.

It can be seen from this that perhaps it is not impossible for Wang Hong to recover his sanity. Then, will he be the same as a normal human after regaining his sanity?Cheng Xiao shook his head. If it was the same as a normal human being, then there is no need for Wang Hong to try his best to seal or kill this zombie, right?

The author has something to say: Note ①:

Here chili invented it by itself, roughly meaning: things or human beings that can identify thousand-year-old antiques or treasures.

Note②:

The four pillars are the year, month, day, and hour of a person's birth; they are called the year pillar, month pillar, day pillar, and hour pillar respectively.Expressed by the chronology of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, there are two characters in each column, and eight characters are added together, so it is also called the eight characters of birth.As for the yin and yang attributes, Chili will not go into details one by one. If you have any questions, you can ask Chili in private.