[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

After an unknown period of time, the handwriting on the board is still clearly legible, but when you get close to it, you can smell a very strange smell, which is very smoked. Now it seems that it may be some kind of preservation method that was not circulated at that time.

It took me a while to turn around and said: "It's nothing special, it's probably just a brief description of the life of the owner of the coffin. He is in the era of the beginning of the generation, and he has gone through many struggles all his life. His reign was too short, only one year. This can be regarded as an ancient epitaph, emphasizing a few of his achievements and family of wives and concubines, but that's it, and there is no mention of longevity or other intentions."

"However, this is the coffin of Taiyi King of the Shang Dynasty."

"Fuck, from the Shang Dynasty?!" the fat man exclaimed.

"Yes, it's the son of Shang Tang who has no historical records." I said, feeling a little surprised in my heart. The Tang royal family is obviously not the rightful owner.

In fact, this kind of result is quite expected, Poker Finger hummed, and then turned around to inspect the stone room carefully. Brother Zhu was at his feet making a fuss. Trouser legs, his father was tossing some small things in the funeral box next to him, he was so happy that he lost his eyes, he didn't care about his son, he just brushed Brother Zhu's hair and sent him away. I was able to fall asleep on my stomach behind the coffin.

As soon as I saw that there were no murals, I went to Poker Fing to observe the professional operation of the first brother on the road, who was inspecting the coffin.Because the coffin had been opened earlier, the corpse inside had been melted into one place with dust and ashes, and the posture of the skeleton could not be seen clearly. Let's talk about the corpse when he dies unjustly in his next life.

I relaxed my vigilance and watched with my hands in my hands, turning on the light for him.Poker-Face didn't do anything, just stood and looked over carefully. I was just admiring his eyesight as an infrared scanner, so I saw him shake his head and said, "It's no different from the one in the first tomb. It should be Made from the same mold drawing. It doesn’t make sense, just go directly to the tomb where the fat man found the relic.”

Any idiot who is bored with God’s opinion knows that it must be adopted, so the Audio-Technica mover continued to climb forward—the process was horrible, I may have some strength left because of the medicine, but I only had some pads on my knees in the end Things, otherwise they would have been ground to a bloody mess, and the fat man would be miserable, he would get stuck at every corner, and his arms would turn blue afterward.The passage in the tomb remains the same, and it’s not a ghost hitting the wall, so it’s considered safe. Poker-Face and I always take the opportunity to wait for the fat man to rest, and sit in front with our legs stretched out, chatting and laughing comfortably, although most of the time I’m still babbling, He listened intently with a blank face, which is also the classic mode of our getting along.

When I got to the tomb, even I couldn't do it anymore. I felt like my limbs were no longer attached to my body. I sat for a while and wanted to move around, but I felt like ants were biting my limbs, and it was extremely uncomfortable to move.I have often waited in corners in order to avoid dangerous cats in Dou Li these years. Knowing that this is a symptom of long-term bending and exertion and sluggish Qi and blood, I endured the discomfort and wanted to do a special set of physical exercises to relieve it.

But before I could do anything, I saw that the Poker bottle that had already gone to the coffin folded back for some reason, and looked at me, I felt strange, and said: "Brother, why... oh!"

Although this voice came out because Lord Men suddenly clasped his fingers and slammed on an unknown acupoint on my knee, but it was not because of the pain, but mostly because of shock.As soon as my knees softened, I fell down. I tried my best to jump away, but was pulled back by the shoulders of Poker.

Miraculously, the soreness, numbness, and pain in that leg, which was not flowing well, was much better, and it was basically nothing serious. I thought that it would be awesome for Poker to become a surgeon, and he would be a good candidate for anything. People are so rare.

The fat man had already groped inside alone, and was startled by my sound, so he turned his head and looked hard: "What's going on?!" After speaking, he saw me being grabbed by Poker Bottle.The fat man cut it and said, "Domestic violence, this is it."

We ignored him at all, and rushed to take a closer look at the coffin, which had been opened without exception. The fat man said that he had crawled forward for a long time before seeing the unopened coffin. There were no dead people beside it, and there were no funeral objects. Being passive, he didn't dare to climb in, so the prodigal son turned back right away.

There are still characters on the coffin, more than those of the second generation, but there is no skeleton inside the coffin, just a signboard with the identity of the coffin owner written in a different style.I always liked rubbing books, but the Xiling Yinshe in Hangzhou was too poor when I graduated from university, and I couldn’t get good products, so I checked the Internet every day or went to the third uncle’s place to hang out. Now I think about it. A day to remember.The words on the board looked familiar. I recalled it a little bit, but I didn't expect that maybe I remembered it wrong.

I shook my head and translated the first column:

"'Taiwu, younger brother Yongji, diligent in administration and cultivation of morality, governing the country and caressing the people, he is quite cheered up.' Brother, I think this is a fake coffin, but I still can't figure out why there is such a Shang emperor queuing up to be buried together. clear."

Poker Bottle nodded and said:

"Perhaps it is precisely for the purpose of recording the secret history of the family that another fake tomb was opened."

I said:

"I know a little about this generation of emperors. This Taiwu was still a young man when he succeeded to the throne. He was not diligent in state affairs and only wanted to enjoy himself all day long. In the seventh year of his succession, a mulberry tree grew in the courtyard of the palace. There is nothing strange about the growth of a mulberry tree. The strange thing is that another mulberry tree grew under this mulberry tree. It grew wildly within seven days and grew very large. This was originally an accidental phenomenon in the process of plant growth, and it is not the same now. As monsters, humans have many monsters, not to mention plants, but in the Shang Dynasty, people did not have the knowledge of botany, so they regarded them as demons and ghosts.”

"The young king was very afraid. His minister Yi Zhi (probably Yi Yin's descendants did not have textual research) said: I heard that monsters can't win against virtue. Maybe the king has some shortcomings in governing the government, so he will Monsters appear. If you practice good governance and practice the Tao, and govern the people with virtue, you will avoid disasters. As soon as the Taiwu heard that it made sense, he changed his past and was diligent in governing the government and governing the country with virtue. It will wither and die naturally at a certain time. Taiwu thought it was the result of his own practice of morality to rule the country and suppress demons with virtue, so he believed it even more. Unfortunately, he died of illness later, and it seems that he was buried in Neihuang."

"So, the emperor already had a very good tomb. When I read my grandfather's notes, I was very interested in the tomb. I checked it out. It is said that it covers an area of ​​one hundred acres, divided into front and back, with a large scale and a strange layout. You can see that the characters on this board are exquisitely carved, the handwriting is clear, the brushwork is varied, the knife is skillful, and the bone knife is solid.

"As for the Yin and Shang Dynasties in Anyang, there were such relics only after Zixun moved the capital of Shang Shizu (Pan Geng). I guess this tomb should be built after his generation, and most of the coffins inside may not be emperors. The real body. However, such a large-scale construction of the tomb has not been recorded in the historical tortoise shell, it seems that it is indeed to hide the secret history of the family, so as to deliberately conceal something."

"Also, according to ancient books, this is the longest succession among the thirty emperors of the Shang Dynasty, a total of 75 years. From the story just now, it can be seen that he believed in the evil theory of immortals and ghosts, and he was old. It is unavoidable to worry about gains and losses, this longevity was initiated by him... our clues are right."

After such a lengthy analysis, I felt that what I said was quite reasonable, so I smiled and saw their reaction.

The fat man handed me a bottle of Nongfu Spring and said:

"Hey, come on, come on, drink your saliva. Our little boy has really grown up. Look at this talk about the past and the present, the mouth is flying, and the words are clear. The family is very pleased. It is really my family who has grown up. Ah, you can marry! Little brother, do you think so?"

Saying that the fat man was not afraid of death, he patted his hand on Poker Finger's shoulder, and smiled at him. I thought that Yi Boyouping's temperament would not pay attention to his jokes. He turned to Fatty and nodded.

I thought to myself, do you really recognize my ability, or do you mean that I can marry?

But it is undeniable that there is still a strong sense of accomplishment that makes people excited-after all, it is the approval and praise of the first brother on the road.

Flyingly, I kicked the fat man's ass.

Satisfied.