The train was to leave at 2pm the next day. We were so excited that we didn't sleep all night. I asked the monkey how much money we had left in total. The monkey counted and said that we still had 150 left. This little money was enough to pay for the return trip and food. fee.

When I thought about it, this is not possible. We have not been back for more than ten years. It is not appropriate to go to see the folks with empty hands. I have to find a way to get some money to buy some gifts for the folks.

The monkey said that he might as well sell my piece of jade and exchange it for one thousand eight hundred yuan.

I say you should keep it. Don't worry about the little things your father left for you. If you sell them, you won't be able to get them back. Don't regret it later.

Finally, I found something valuable. We have a Yingge brand mechanical watch with us. My father bought it for me when I was a company commander. It is a limited edition and is limited in supply. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. It was worth more than 200 yuan on the market at that time. I went to Panjiayuan and sold the watch to Huang Baldzi. This grandson accepted everything. When he heard that we were going to Inner Mongolia to do it, he even sponsored us for 100 yuan and agreed that he would contact the buyer if we found anything.

In the 1980s, three hundred yuan was enough for an ordinary family to live a luxurious life for two to three months. It was a considerable amount of money. With more than 300 yuan, I bought a lot of food, including candied fruits, toffee, canned food, chocolate, tea, etc. These are not available in the mountains. The remaining money was exchanged on the black market. It became a national food stamp.

The journey of two days and two nights seemed a bit long in the mood of anticipation. After arriving at the station, we had to ride a tractor for a day, and then go into the mountains and walk on the mountain road for a day and night.

After the two of us entered the mountain, we walked for less than a day before we couldn't walk anymore. The things we carried were too heavy. Each of us had to bear more than 100 kilograms. I gritted my teeth and persisted, but the monkey was really in trouble. Sitting on He was breathing heavily under the big tree and couldn't even speak.

Fortunately, we met an accountant who came out from the village to do business. He was still a half-year-old child who jumped in line when we were in line. He played with us all day long and called us "brother" repeatedly.

When the accountant saw how much luggage we had, he quickly ran back to the village and asked a few people to come pick us up with donkeys. We all knew these elderly people, and there were two girls in their twenties or thirteen years old who came after I left. I was just born, so they all called me "Uncle", which didn't sound weird to me.

I asked the accountant: "Why are there no young men in the village?"

The accountant replied: "All the laborers in the village have gone to work with the archaeological team. Isn't that the Tangshan earthquake in 1976? Although they are thousands of miles away from us, they belong to us." An earthquake zone. This earthquake completely shattered Niuxin Mountain in Lamagou. There was a large tomb inside that was as complete as a palace. Many brave people in our village went in to move things. That guy, the good stuff is gone. The result was that the county government was alerted, and the archaeological team came. They said it was the tomb of Empress Dowager Xiao of the Liao Dynasty, and they took away all the good things in everyone's house, leaving nothing behind. Then the archaeological team was not in the same group as those in Niuxin Mountain. It seemed that there were many good things to be dug under the mountain. They hired all the laborers in the village to work, and one laborer took care of food and drink for a day. I'll give you three yuan. It's been several years since I've done it, and it's not easy. Many people are still working there."

Monkey and I almost vomited blood when we heard this. We dared to burn incense with our two brothers. Even the Lord Buddha fell off his buttocks.

But there is nothing we can do. We can't compete with the archaeological team and the Cultural Relics Bureau for the public domain. Now that I'm here, let's play for a few days and then think of ways to find another place. Anyway, there is not only one large ancient tomb in Niuxin Mountain.

When we were about to enter the village, the villagers who had received the news were waiting at the door. They all crowded over and asked questions. Yingzi led her daughter and cried to us: "Oh, old monkey monkey, you really want to kill me." How come we haven't heard from each other for so many years?" Yingzi's father hugged us tightly: "You two little bastards disappeared as soon as you left. If you can't stay here for two or three years, who will? No one is allowed to leave."

Monkey and I both cried. Monkey has lived here for six or seven years, and I have only lived here for one year. But the people in the mountains are simple. If you have lived here, they will always treat you like a relative. This place is still the same as before, nothing has changed. There is no electricity or roads. Many people here have never seen an electric light in their lives. The more I think about it, the sadder I feel. I think that when I have money, I must build a road for the villagers. But when will we have money?

At this time, the old party secretary in the village was helped by someone and came over. Before he arrived, he said loudly: "The chairman's children are back again? Is the chairman okay now? How is the Cultural Revolution going?"

I was puzzled when I heard this, is Mr. Chairman okay now? I don't know where to go. I rushed to the front and held the old party secretary's arm and said: "He is doing well. He lies in the memorial hall every day. Who of you misses him? You can just buy a ticket and go in to see his old man. Oh, by the way, the Cultural Revolution has happened long ago." It¡¯s over. Now Comrade Xiaoping is leading us to carry out reform and opening up.¡±

The old party secretary didn't seem to hear what I said, so he pulled his neck and asked loudly: "What? What did Comrade Xiao Ming do?"

Yingzi told me next to him: "Don't listen to him anymore. I don't know how to fix it. He has been deaf since 1973. He can't hear anything clearly and he is always confused."

Only then did I realize what was going on. I said loudly in the ear of the old Party Secretary: "Party Secretary, I have brought you a lot of delicious food. I will deliver it to you in a while. You can eat slowly."

Everyone walked into the village as they talked. The old party secretary was still shouting from behind: "Children, you go back and report to his old man that we firmly support the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution... and we will deal with it as it should."

In the evening, the Kang table at Yingzi's house was filled with fried pheasant slices and smoked venison legs. In the middle was a large clay pot with pickled cabbage powder and braised white meat. Yingzi's husband was also very familiar with us before. He went to work at Niuxin Mountain and did not come back. Not available for now.

Yingzi's father was drinking and talking with us, and I talked about the ancient tomb in Niuxin Mountain, and by the way asked him if there were any tombs of ancient nobles in this mountain.

Since ancient times, mountain people have always believed that tomb robbing is a side job to generate income, and there is no moral problem. This is true in the north. In the south of Xiangxi, robbery and murder are used as a side job. The mountain people work as farmers during the day and as bandits at night, hiding in the woods. They specialize in killing foreign merchants who pass by and never leave them alive. This is forced by the living environment for thousands of years. We rely on mountains to eat mountains, and we rely on water to eat water. Poor mountains and harsh water eat ancient tombs, and eat living people passing by. As long as there are ancient tombs nearby, someone will dig them. In remote areas, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and the king's law cannot control it. Although no one can explain this legally, the fact is that these are normal in the deep mountains and old forests. Most of the ancient tombs nearby are too old and have lost their obvious markings due to the changes in the world. Otherwise, they would have been dug up by the mountain people.

Yingzi's father said that a long time ago, before liberation, there were several young amateur "grave robbers" in this village. At that time, they didn't know that there were tombs in Niuxin Mountain. They went to a legendary place to dig graves and dig for gold. I don¡¯t know what happened to them, but they all went away and never came back. Yingzi¡¯s second uncle was one of them. Yingzi's father knew the approximate location of that legendary place, but he had never dared to go there.

Talking about the past, the old man fell into memories. He lit up Yabuli's old cigarette pipe and took a few puffs. After thinking for a long time, he said: "You want to find ancient tombs. Apart from Niuxin Mountain, there are no other places nearby." No more. According to old legend, if you go north from here via Tuanshanzi and enter the mountains, a five-day journey leads to a barbarian ditch at the Heifengkou on the border between China and Mongolia. Legend has it that the area is full of tombs of the nobles of the Jin Dynasty, but that place is inaccessible. There are still savages out there, do you have the guts to go?¡±

I had heard of the name Yerengou before, but I had never heard of the ancient tombs there. What exactly killed the previous group of tomb robbers? Don¡¯t tell me that I don¡¯t know. Yingzi¡¯s father doesn¡¯t know. No one knows.

There are too many dangerous things in the mountains and forests. All kinds of wild beasts, and even changes in weather and natural environment may kill people. If you encounter a big smoke bubble and get covered in it, even the great gods will not be able to escape. come out.

We were determined to go, and Yingzi's father couldn't stop us. No one in the village had actually been to Heifengkou Yerengou, and only knew the approximate location. Because it was close to the border and there was no human habitation. Even if the people in the village went into the mountains to hunt or collect mountain goods, they couldn't go that far. In addition, Yingzi's father was old and suffered from cold leg and could no longer go into the mountains. Yingzi was pregnant with her second child at the time and could not travel far. The young and middle-aged people in the village are all working in Lamagou and will not come back soon.

Yingzi's father said: "I don't feel at ease if I don't take you there myself. In fact, the danger in Yerengou is not from the barbarians. The key is that the terrain is complicated. When winter comes, the white-haired wind blows, and it is easy to get lost in it. But it is early autumn now, Don¡¯t worry about this section. If you go, be sure to bring more dogs and find a good guide. Our village has raised several mastiff dogs in the past few years, and we will bring them all with you this time.¡±

Mastiff does not just refer to Tibetan Mastiff. In the Northeast, huge bulldogs are called Mastiffs, which are not exactly the same as Tibetan Mastiffs.

The hunters and herdsmen living in the northern grasslands and forests were threatened by wild beasts such as wolves and black bears, and it was difficult for them to deal with them with ordinary hunting dogs, so they adopted the method of raising mastiffs learned from Tibet to raise mastiffs. As the saying goes, nine dogs and one mastiff, this sentence does not mean that out of nine dogs, one mastiff will come out. It must be a female dog with a good bloodline. She will give birth to nine puppies at the same time in a litter. These nine puppies will be imprisoned in a cellar after they are born, deprived of food and water, and let them kill each other. In the end, the only one will survive. Just a mastiff. Mastiffs are extremely ferocious by nature, and three mastiff dogs can tear a mature human bear into pieces alive.

There were three mastiffs in the village, plus five of the best hounds, all of which were given to us. Yingzi's father recommended a guide "Yingzi" to us.

Yingzi is just nineteen years old and is a rare Oroqen ethnic group. In this village, among the younger generation of hunters, no one is better than Yingzi. She is a famous sharpshooter in the mountains. Despite her young age, she has been following Yingzi since she was a child. Her father was hunting in the woods, and she didn't know anything about the old woods. Two of the three mastiffs in the village were raised by her herself.

Before departure, I asked Yingzi to help prepare some things, including bird cages, glutinous rice, black donkey hooves, crowbars, a large bucket of vinegar, and soju.

After everything was packed up, Yingzi's father gave many warnings, don't force it if you can't find it, go back quickly, and he didn't go back until he sent us to Tuanshanzi.

I am quite confident about finding ancient tombs. As long as I can get to Yerengou, it doesn't matter if there are no ancient tombs. If there is one, I will definitely be able to find it. Regarding tomb robbing, I learned part of the knowledge from books, and most of it was told by my grandfather. My grandfather Gao Qingsheng served as an officer in the old warlord army. Some of his soldiers were Sun Dianying, the former Dongling robber. His subordinates had participated in many large-scale tomb-robbing excavations and were rich in experience. Most of what my grandfather knew and heard was based on what they said.

Historically, tomb robbers have been divided into civilian and official tomb robbers. Official robbers are all open-fire robbers who specialize in the imperial mausoleums. Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu in the late Qin Dynasty, should be the ancestor of official robbers. As for the gold digging army of the Three Kingdoms period, Xiaowei It is just a matter of systematizing official thieves and forming an assembly line operation. There are also amateurs and professionals among the people. Amateurs dig whatever they want, professionals look for the tombs of nobles and princes, and the younger ones look down on them.

The key to tomb robbing is to find ancient tombs, which is a very profound knowledge. Over the thousands of years in China, dynasties have changed, and the construction and location selection of emperors' tombs have been different. In the Qin and Han Dynasties, what went up and followed down was mostly the same. Overturned bucket-style tombs. Overturned buckets refer to the shape of a mound of earth. It looks like a meter-measuring bucket turned over to cover it. There are lines on all sides and a small square platform at the top. Some of them look like Egyptian pagodas. , except that the Chinese one has an extra side, but it is surprisingly similar to the pyramids of the Mayan civilization, the "lost civilization" discovered in South America. No one can guess the connection between this.

In the Tang Dynasty, mountains were built into mausoleums, and the projects were huge and majestic. This was also related to the national power of the Tang Dynasty at that time. The royal tombs of the Tang Dynasty were full of the splendor of the most powerful empire in the world.

From the Southern Song Dynasty to the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, military disasters occurred one after another. Several of the largest natural disasters in ancient Chinese history also occurred during this period. China's national power was weak, and the scale of the tombs of princes and nobles was not as luxurious as before.

Later, in the Qing Dynasty, during the Kangxi and Qianlong periods, the country's economy and productivity were greatly restored, and the architectural style of the mausoleums changed. More attention was paid to the ground-level buildings, combined with the ancestral temple gardens for worship, and absorbed the characteristics of the previous dynasty. Based on our experience in preventing theft, the structure of underground palace tombs in the Qing Dynasty was extremely strong, making it most difficult to attack.

In the final analysis, no matter which dynasty or generation, the tomb forms in China for thousands of years are all derived from the Five Elements Feng Shui layout derived from the Sixty-Four Hexagrams of Fu Xi. Eight words: Within nature, heaven and man are one.

This kind of tomb culture is the essence of Chinese civilization. Mongolian, Uighur, Tubo, Jintooth, Wusun, Xianbei, She people, Jurchen, Dangxiang and other ethnic minorities have been greatly affected, and the layout of their tombs has imitated the Central Plains. However, most of them only scratch the surface. It can be said that as long as you know how to look at the direction of mountains and rivers in the world, you can easily find ancient tombs no matter how deeply hidden they are.

Going further forward is the endless virgin forest. Yingzi led eight big dogs to clear the way in front. The monkey led a pony to carry tents and other supplies and equipment. I walked behind with a shotgun, and the group entered Zhongmongolia. Among the high mountains on the border.

As the monkey walked, he asked Yingzi in front of him: "Sister, what is going on with the savages in Yerengou? What are the savages? Have you seen them?"

Yingzi turned around and said: "I don't know what a savage is. I heard from my father that many people have seen them over the years, but no one has caught them alive, and they have never seen dead bodies. Those who have seen them can't tell who they are." What kind of thing?¡±

I laughed from behind and said: "Monkey, you are so damn uneducated. As the name suggests, savages are wild people. Study hard in the future. Do you know what wild people are? They are born in the wild, maybe on trees. The knots may have grown in the ground, but they are not artificial.¡±

The savages are very mysterious. The legend of the savages in Shennongjia has been around for a long time. I have heard about it in the army. It is said that a PLA soldier once shot and killed a savage in Shennongjia. The savage¡¯s body fell off a cliff thousands of feet high. In the end, it was not clear whether the savage was a human or a big hairy monkey. Almost all witnesses who have seen the savage affirmed: "The savage is tall and strong, with long and thin black hair all over his body.

I heard Yingzi tell us that the Savage Valley at Heifengkou used to be called "Dead Man's Valley" instead of "Savage's Valley." It has always been a cemetery for the nobles of the Jin Kingdom. Later, the Mongolian army defeated the main force of the Jin soldiers at Heifengkou. The corpses piled up like mountains. The Mongols threw the dead into the ditch. The entire valley was almost filled, so the locals called it This is "Dead Man's Valley". Later, someone saw a savage near this valley, and word spread that the name of Dead Man's Valley was replaced by "Savage's Valley".

There is nothing scary about savages. No matter how powerful savages are, can they be compared to mastiffs? A thought suddenly came to my mind, the savages don¡¯t know what price they can fetch in the market? But then I thought about it, it was not very humane to do this, so I had better stop thinking about living creatures and really focus on digging ancient tombs.

Because we were carrying horses, we couldn't climb mountains with too steep slopes. We had to detour when we encountered big mountains. This journey was extremely slow. Fortunately, the virgin forest in autumn was a gorgeous scenery. The red and yellow leaves all over the mountains and fields were dyed in layers, which made people feel relaxed. Watching tirelessly, he occasionally saw one or two pheasants, hares, roe deer, tree deer, and deer wandering out of the deep woods. Yingzi let his dogs chase after them. At night, he camped, picked some mushrooms and spices from the mountains, and burned them. We started a campfire and barbecued, and the monkey and I had a feast. We haven¡¯t eaten the same kind of game these days.

When traveling in this mountain, if we don¡¯t bring hunting dogs, we have to sleep in the trees. We brought three giant mastiffs and five large hunting dogs. This kind of power has almost no rivals in the forest, unless we encounter three giant mastiffs. There are more than one human bear. Yingzi said that mastiffs are the nemesis of human bears. When the human bears in the forest hear the cry of mastiffs, they will immediately run away from each other. So we all sleep in tents at night, and the loyal hounds are there. There's nothing to worry about as you stand sentry around the tent, these dogs are much more reliable than people.

Yingzi's temper was much sharper than when Yingzi was young. She was so angry that she wouldn't let Chili. She had to listen to her on what route to take and what to eat. Who asked her to be the guide? Those dogs also Listen to her, although I am used to being a company commander, I can only tolerate being an ordinary soldier with her.

However, Yingzi does have a lot of skills, such as hunting, finding roads, finding spring water, identifying whether mushrooms in the mountains are poisonous, and how to find fungus, mushrooms, hazelnuts, persimmons, Codonopsis pilosula, schisandra chinensis, etc. in the deep mountains. There is literally nothing she doesn¡¯t understand, and There are some animals in the mountains that I can't even name. I have never seen them before, but Yingzi can tell them what kind of animals they are, what kind of environment they live in, what they feed on, and what kind of traps they can use to catch them alive. , Monkey and I were so stunned that we could only say two words: I¡¯m convinced.

The Oroqen people are all born hunters. The word Oroqen is the official name for this nation, but it is not very accurate. Sometimes they also call themselves "Eerchun" or "Olechun". It means a deer hunter who wanders in the forest, sea and mountains. They have been wandering in the forests of the Lesser Khingan Mountains for many years, living a nomadic life of fishing and hunting. When China was first liberated, the total population of the Oroqen people was less than a thousand. The government asked them to come out of the deep mountains and old forests where the living environment was harsh. They have lived a settled life, but the tribesmen have an almost deified worship and yearning for the hunting life lived by their ancestors. They believe in shamans and worship nature. Although they have lived a settled life, they still have to travel regularly. into the mountains for hunting.

There was nothing to say along the way, so our story was short. We all stayed overnight in the virgin forest. After walking for six or seven days in the primeval forest, we finally arrived at the Heifengkou on the border between China and Mongolia. The density of the forest in the Heifengkou is indescribable, and there is almost no foothold in the depths. The place is full of Korean pine, larch, birch, poplar and other cold-resistant tree species. The dead branches and leaves on the ground are covered layer by layer, and they sink in every step. It was easy to handle, but the horse was very heavy and often got stuck and couldn't move. We had to use all our strength to pull and pull, and just walked and pushed forward.

I don¡¯t know how old the bottom one is. The rotten branches and leaves and the dead beasts trapped inside give off a putrid smell. This stench is mixed with the scent of red pine and wild flowers. It smells weird and not very pleasant, but after smelling it too much, it makes people feel a little addictive.

When we arrived at Heifengkou, the rest was mine. We found a valley, which should be the legendary Savage Valley. There is nothing strange about the appearance here. It is not as fierce and evil as Lama Valley, but this is just an intuitive feeling. , Yingzi said that it looked like there must be a big smoke bubble in the valley. You must see clearly before going down. If you get stuck in the big smoke bubble, you will not be able to get out. If you want to go down to the savage ditch, everyone must prepare a big log. I used a stick to explore the path, and found that the fallen leaves below were too deep, worse than a swamp. Fortunately, it was not the rainy season, otherwise I would not have thought of going down.

Yerengou belongs to the remnant of the Daxinganling Mountains. The mountains on both sides are gentle. The entire valley runs north-south. There are hills on the east and west sides. The middle part receives only a short amount of sunshine all year round, making it look gloomy and filled with sediment. It is full of dead leaves and grass, except for some low and sparse shrubs, with no trees growing. The trees are even sparser outside the valley. The primeval forest ends here, and more than two hundred miles further is the vast Outer Mongolia prairie.

It was almost dusk, and the blood-red sunset hung in the sky. We climbed up the hillside and looked around. We saw that the red sun was about to fall. The sky was filled with large tracts of red clouds. The entire sky seemed to be dyed with thick oil paint and covered with forests. The rolling mountains and the endless prairie in the distance have become hazy in the field of vision. The mountains are like the sea and the setting sun is like blood.

Seeing this beautiful scenery, the monkey felt very happy: "Old Hu, this scenery is so beautiful, our trip is not in vain."

What I remember most is the ancient tomb in Yerengou. I carefully looked at the topography of the valley according to the "Beidou Incense Burial Sutra", and then took out the compass to identify the Bagua directions. I thought to myself: "Finally, I found the right damn place. This valley must be There are ancient tombs of nobles.¡±

Yeren Valley, formerly known as "Pengyue Valley", the terrain here is stable and majestic, and it has the feeling of swallowing up everything. One end is the grassland, and the other end is connected to the Daxingan Mountains. The Outer Mongolia prairie is like a vast ocean, and Pengyue Valley is like a confluence of rivers. A large river that flows into the sea.

Although the Feng Shui style here is not enough to bury an emperor, it is more than enough to bury a high-ranking official such as a prince or a general. When the moon reaches its zenith, the moonlight will point out the location of the ancient tomb for us.

It is getting late, the sun is gradually sinking into the western horizon, and the large forest is about to be swallowed up by shadows. The reason why this place was once called "Pengyue Valley" is because when the moon rises directly over the valley, I lie on my back in the deepest part of the valley. Every time you look up at the sky, your peripheral vision will create an illusion. The highest hills on both sides are like two huge arms, stretching towards the bright moon in the sky. The deceased in this acupoint took the pure and auspicious energy of the sun and moon. It is explained in detail in the "Heaven" chapter of my ancestral Feng Shui book. Although some literal contents cannot be understood, it cannot be combined with on-the-spot observation. It's hard to guess that they are close to each other.

If the Savage Valley was not covered with such thick dead leaves and rotten grass, we could directly find the middle position. But now we have to wait until the moon rises at night, then we can refer to the position of the moon in the sky and go down to the deepest part of the valley to search. Ancient tomb. The main reason is that our manpower is limited and we cannot make any deviations when working, otherwise the amount of work will be too large.

It was too early for midnight. We pitched the tent under a big tree on the hillside, tied the pony to the tree, fed it fodder, and lit a bonfire to boil water for dinner. The game tonight was hunted by the hunting dogs. A little deer came. This deer looked a little strange. It had ridges on its body. It was small and very uneven in shape. Its hind legs were unusually thick. It had big ears and no horns. It must be a female.

When Yingzi saw the hunting dogs dragging the strange deer, he hurried forward and turned the deer over to examine the belly of the dead deer. There was blood on the belly of the dead deer. Yingzi opened the deer's mouth again, as if he was looking for something. In the end, she couldn't find the thing. She was so angry that she kicked the deer hard and cursed at the big hunting dogs: "These bear things are eaten all day long, and they can't point any fingers at you." , none of you are allowed to eat today."

The monkey looked at it strangely and asked Yingzi: "Sister, what are you looking for?"

Yingzi took out a sharp knife to skin the deer while answering the monkey's question: "Fat brother, you have never seen this kind of animal, right? This is a musk deer. There is musk in the belly button of the female musk deer. Oh my god, it is already valuable, but this thing is a thief." It's so bad that when someone wants to catch it, it bites off its belly button and chews it to pieces. Damn, these dogs are so bearish. If they move faster, they can get a piece of musk."

After hearing this, the monkey sat down against a big tree, lowered his head and bent over, and exerted force on his stomach.

I slapped him on the head: "What the hell are you thinking? You think you are a deer and can reach your belly button with your mouth. Besides, your belly button is full of mud and is worthless."

The monkey was anxious: "Oh no, my back is itchy. Rub it against the tree twice. You want to bite my belly button!"

The two of us bickered for a while, then separated to pack up. I went to collect dry firewood, and Monkey helped Yingzi roast the meat. We only roasted one hind leg of the musk deer, which was enough for us to eat. All the musk deer's internal organs were fed to the five big hounds. Yingzi was a tough talker. Just now he said he wouldn't give these dogs dinner, but now he was worried that they wouldn't have enough to eat.

The other three giant mastiffs were squatting proudly in the distance, not taking a serious look at the ordinary hounds that were snatching the intestines of the animals. Yingzi gave the two front legs of the musk deer to the two mastiffs, and gave one of the hind legs to them. The largest one is called Huzi, a giant mastiff.

The three of us ate barbecue around the campfire. Eiko gave each of us a knife and a small bowl made of salt rock. The deer legs were placed on the fire and turned over for barbecue. She sliced ??them off piece by piece with the knife and put them in the bowl. It tasted salty just from rubbing it, and I ate the meal very quickly. I was just thinking about the ancient tombs in the ditch, and I couldn't tell the difference between the taste of musk deer meat and that of ordinary venison.

After eating, the moon had risen, and through the moonlight we could see the clouds in the sky moving very fast, which meant that there was going to be a strong wind at night. Seeing that it was almost time, we left the hunting dogs to guard the camp, and the three of us each held their own. The stick shotgun was lowered into the savage ditch.

Every time we take a step forward, we must first stab the ground in front of us with a wooden stick to see if there are any big smoke bubbles. The situation below Yerengou is much better than we expected. Although the fallen leaves in some places have lost their thighs, there are no large smoke bubbles (swamps formed when dead leaves are soaked and rotted by rainwater). It seems that if we want to dig ancient tombs, The fallen leaves covering the tomb must be cleared away first.

I looked up at the moon in the sky, took out the compass for comparison, looked around both sides of the valley, and finally determined the location. There may be many ancient tombs in this valley, but the most important one is also the most distinguished noble. His tomb is where we stand.

I inserted a wooden stick and left it here to mark it. I will go back today and have a good sleep. I will have enough strength to start digging tomorrow morning. There is no one else in this deep mountain and old forest for hundreds of miles. There is no need to do it secretly at night. live.

As I walked back, I told the monkey about tomb robbing. Since I am in this business, I should know more about these things and not just rely on my strength to dig. I have been telling him about it since we entered the mountain.

In China since ancient times, the earliest recorded tomb robbing incident occurred about 3,000 years ago. It was the Zhou Dynasty with three emperors and five emperors. In the novel, the dynasty supported by Fengming Qishan, Jiang Taigong and others had a foundation of more than 800 years. During that era, a total of two major tomb robbing incidents were recorded. One was the theft of King Zhou You's tomb, and the other Once, the tomb of Shang Tang was robbed. Two naked and lifelike corpses of young men and women were found in the tomb of King You. The tomb robbers were so frightened that they ran away. However, a large turtle shell was unearthed from the tomb of King Tang with carvings all over it. Oracle.

The monkey said: "Old Hu, don't talk to me about this useless thing. Just tell me, is there a ghost in the tomb? How can we deal with it? And that ancient tomb hunter you talked about last time, why does it sound so evil to me?" What about?"

Yingzi said: "What kind of Tomb Hunter? Are they the Yanpao Tomb Hunters we talk about in the Northeast?"

I said: "It's not the one in the Northeast. It's a superstitious behavior of gold-touching captains. In fact, it's not necessarily useless. The air quality in the tomb is not good. If the candles can't be lit, people will definitely be poisoned and die if they go in. These It can also be explained from a scientific point of view. Besides, how can there be ghosts in ancient tombs? Those are all superstitious legends. Even if there are ghosts, we don¡¯t need to worry. I have prepared black donkey hooves, glutinous rice and other evil things. If you want to rob a tomb, don¡¯t believe in evil. If you are afraid of ghosts, don¡¯t rob a tomb.¡±

The monkey suddenly realized: "Oh, we have been making trouble for a long time. You asked Yingzi to prepare these things to ward off evil spirits. I thought you were so awesome that you are not afraid of ghosts. By the way, what are the vinegar and the bird cage for?"

Just as I was about to answer, I suddenly heard the barking of hounds from the hillside. The three of us were all heartbroken, wondering if some savages and beasts were coming to attack our camp? But there are three giant mastiffs there. Even if they eat the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, they shouldn't dare to cause trouble. What on earth is causing the hunting dogs to bark? He hurriedly took two steps back to the hillside.

Back to the tent, a bloody scene appeared in front of me. The pony tied to the tree was bitten by an unknown beast. Its entire belly was ripped open and its intestines flowed all over the ground. The pony was still alive and fell to the ground. The ground was twitching constantly, and he looked dead.

The hunting dogs surrounded the pony and barked at the pony, as if they had seen something terrible, and the barking was full of restless excitement.

According to common sense, horses and dogs are good friends. The intestines of a pony are definitely not bitten by a dog. What kind of wild beast could it be? Surrounded by three giant mastiffs and five hounds, the murderous beast was not caught?

Looking around, there was no sign of any wild beasts. There was only silence in the empty mountain. The night wind rustled the leaves in the forest, and our hands holding the shotguns were already covered in cold sweat.

The horse was spitting out blood, and there was white air coming out of its nostrils. Although its intestines were bleeding all over the floor, it couldn't breathe for a while. Yingzi aimed at the horse's head and shot it, ending its last moments of death. pain.

I suddenly noticed that the horse's intestines were moving. It was not a twitching due to a physiological reaction, but as if it was being pulled underground by something. The thing pulling the pony's internal organs was hiding under the horse's body.

I quickly pulled Yingzi back. Monkey Yingzi also saw what happened just now. The three of them looked at each other and thought in their minds: "Could it be a savage who did it?"

When you are in Savage Ditch, the first thing that comes to mind is of course the savages, but do the savages have such great power that they can tear open the belly of a horse? Maybe it used weapons, but if you can make weapons, then you're not a savage? It seems that the assumption that it was done by savages cannot be established.

Before we could figure it out, all the internal organs on the ground were pulled under the horse carcass, and what was underneath was completely obscured by the horse's body.

I had to move the horse's carcass away first. I weighed the shotgun in my hand. This kind of gun is much more advanced than the tool I used to shoot bears in Lamagou more than ten years ago. However, the caliber of this sporting air rifle Too small to cause fatal damage to large beasts. But in this situation, something is better than nothing. After all, it is much better than a fire stick.

With guns and dogs, everyone felt somewhat confident, so the three of them worked together to push away the horse's body. A bottomless hole suddenly appeared in the grass on the ground.

The hole has a diameter as thick as a small bucket. It is impossible for an adult to get in. The pony's intestines were dragged into the hole by something. When we first arrived, the hole was covered with grass and no one was there. I noticed that the grass was growing around here, so I tied my horse here. When we went down to the valley to look for the ancient tomb, the guys in the cave suddenly attacked and tore the horse's belly open. Although the hunting dogs were extremely fierce, the entrance to the cave was covered by the horse corpse and they were barking in panic, but there was nothing they could do.

I used a flashlight to shine into the hole. It was dark and I didn¡¯t know how deep it was. I looked at the traces on the wall of the cave. My experience as an engineer for more than three years came in handy at this time. It was almost certain that this hole was not artificial. , it was dug by some kind of animal with its claws, and its claws are very sharp. It is a good digger. Otherwise, how could it tear the pony's belly apart in one go? But what kind of animal it is, I really can't think of it. Even the right Yingzi, who knew the forest well, shook his head repeatedly. He had never seen or heard of such an animal.

I guess there will be other cave entrances nearby. It seems that the Savage Valley looks peaceful and has beautiful scenery, but it is actually dangerous. No wonder the group of people who came here to rob the tomb decades ago never came back. I wonder if they also Encountered this ferocious underground monster.

It was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so we decided not to wait for dawn and move overnight. The three of us were divided into two teams. Monkey and I took five hunting dogs to dig graves at the bottom of the valley. Yingzi took three giant mastiffs to look for the monster that attacked us nearby. That guy No matter how powerful they are, they will not be more ferocious than the three giant mastiffs. Instead of passively defending, it is better to take the initiative. If something happens to one side, fire a gun to notify the other side and rush to support as soon as possible.

Shan Shu led the five large hounds, and I carried tools and other practical things on my back. The two of us worked in tandem and followed the previously explored path down to the bottom of the valley.

I took out two engineering shovels, took one for myself, and threw the other to the monkey: "Little Fatty, work more quickly. It is not suitable for deep burials here. The ancient tombs under the leaf litter will not be too deep. The sooner we dig The better it is to get antiques, then quickly leave this hellish place and go home, and sell the money to build a road for the folks.¡±

The monkey spit on his hand twice: "Look at it, Mr. Monkey."

The German engineer shovel flew up and down, digging up a large piece of mud formed by dead branches and leaves with each blow.

Although there are no trees in the valley of Yerengou, when the wind blows, the leaves from the surrounding mountains will be blown in. Over the years, it is really deep. We took turns digging six or seven meters deep, and finally saw the soil. I used I picked up a handful and found that the soil was very fine, with clear grains and no lumps. I tasted it with the tip of my tongue and found it was a bit sweet. Yes, this is the mound of sealed soil, and the four to five meters below it is the tomb chamber.

Be careful when you are about to dig into the tomb chamber. Some tombs have anti-theft mechanisms. The ancient tombs in the Northern Song Dynasty, Liao and Jin Dynasties are not like those before the Tang Dynasty. Before the Tang Dynasty, there were mechanisms such as falling rocks and hidden incests. The anti-theft technology in the Northern Song Dynasty was relatively When it matures, especially some noble tombs, it is impossible to carry out projects as large as the tombs of emperors, and the manpower mobilized is also limited. Of course, this is only a relative term, and the contents inside are not ambiguous at all, otherwise they would not be worthy of this piece. getaway paradise.

The ancient tomb of the Jin Dynasty in the late Northern Song Dynasty here should have used Tianbao Longhuo glazed roof, which was a popular anti-theft technology at that time. The technology of this structure is very advanced. The tomb is hollow, and the ceiling is first laid with a very thin layer of glazed tiles, with a layer of glazed tiles on it. There are bags of Western Regions Fire Dragon Oil, and then there is another layer of glazed tiles, and then there is the mound of earth. As long as external force enters, this top will be broken. Burn it all so that the tomb robbers can get nothing.

Of course, this is a last resort method. The tomb owners will fight to die together and will not let their bones be destroyed by tomb robbers. This kind of mechanism was only popular for a while in the Jin and Liao Dynasties at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty. Later, more advanced mechanisms appeared. The Baolong Fire Glazed Dome was subsequently replaced.

This little mechanism cannot be hidden from me. The biggest weakness of this mechanism is that if you dig it from the side, the dragon fire glazed tiles on the top will not be broken. So when we dug to seal the soil, we began to dig deep on the side. The two of us worked enthusiastically, and we didn't know what it meant to be tired. We dug a large hole on the side that was six or seven meters deep.

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Unexpectedly, it was already daybreak. Yingzi came back and said that she found nothing nearby. She went hunting in the woods to prepare lunch. When the food was ready, she sent a dog to call us.

After Yingzi left, the two of us continued working, and finally dug a layer of hard soil on the side, which was as solid as a rock. When the engineer's shovel hit it, only a white mark appeared on it.

The monkey yelled: "Holy shit, why is there cement here? If I had known we had brought some explosives in advance, how could we fucking dig it?"

I said: "Explosives are used by rough people. This is a layer of rammed earth with a mechanism on the top to protect it. The builders will not ignore the surrounding areas of the tomb. This kind of soil was mixed with the secret recipe of the palace at that time." Some glutinous rice juice, boy urine and other messes are stronger than damn modern concrete. This secret recipe belonged to the emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty. After the Jin Dynasty destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty, it spread to the hands of the Jin nobles. "

I moved the large bucket of vinegar over and asked the monkey to use a big spoon to pour it onto the rammed soil layer by spoonful. When the bucket of vinegar was finished pouring, the tomb wall would be almost corroded. Don't It seems that the corrosiveness of vinegar is not very strong, but it has a miraculous effect on the rammed earth prepared with a secret recipe. This is called one thing that overcomes one thing. Then digging will be like digging tofu.

They followed the law, and sure enough, they saw that the tomb was about to be opened. While they were enjoying themselves, they suddenly heard a gunshot in the forest, which made the birds in the trees fly.

The monkey said anxiously: "My eldest sister fired the gun!"

I picked up the engineer shovel and shotgun: "Let's go take a look."

The two of them ignored the physical exertion, spread their legs, and walked quickly on the leaf litter step by step.

We heard the sound and hurried deep into the forest, followed closely by the five big dogs. After running for a while into the forest, we suddenly saw Yingzi running towards us with three giant mastiffs.

Seeing that she was fine, I put my worries down and said, "Sister, was it you who shot me? Did you find anything?"

Yingzi's face turned pale and he was out of breath: "Oh my god...it scared me to death. I found a few shacks in the front. Let's go in and take a look. It's scary. They're all dead. They're all black." It was rotten. I didn¡¯t see it clearly at first, so I thought it was a savage, so I fired a shot. In the end, I didn¡¯t see clearly whose body it was.¡±

Only then did I understand that even though Yingzihu was a little bit different, it turned out that she also had weaknesses. She was most afraid of dead bodies, and I thought she was fearless in the forest.

However, it is incredible enough to find dead bodies and shacks in the deep mountains and old forests on the border between China and Mongolia. Since the shacks were built, it means that they lived here. Who are the dead people? Why do you live deep in this uninhabited mountain?

Let's go and have a look, maybe we can find some clues. I vaguely feel that they are related to the group of tomb robbers who disappeared here before.

Yingzi led us to the few shacks she found. These shacks were very rough in workmanship. They were built with a mixture of mud and straw, and also used a small amount of wood. They were all built in the densest places with trees, on top of big trees. The colors It is also very hidden and difficult to spot if you are not close.

We climbed into one of the shacks and saw a lot of animal skins inside. There were indeed three corpses in the corner. The corpses were black due to excessive decay, the muscles were almost rotten, the skin was shriveled, and there were maggots in the eye sockets and nostrils from time to time. Ants crawled in and out. I thought to myself that these might be the savages in the legendary Savage Valley.

The monkey came up and took a look at me, and said to me: "Old Hu, I wonder why there are no savages in the savage ditch. It turns out that they have all died of old age."

I nodded and said, "The strange thing is that these savages have very advanced tools. Look, they are still wearing clothes. How can there be savages wearing clothes? Why do I feel that these clothes look so familiar?"

The corpses were all wearing denim coats. They had been worn for many years, probably for decades, and were tattered and dirty. However, judging from the style, it always felt like they had seen them somewhere.

I found that the innermost corpse seemed to have something metal on the collar. I took it off and wiped off the stains on it. It looked like a collar flower on a military uniform, but it was definitely not from the Chinese army.

At this time, the monkey also found something. He touched a sword from the corner. The knife had not been drawn out for many years. He used a lot of strength and finally pulled out the knife with a "clop" sound. The steel mouth is very good. After so many years, the polish is still discernible. It seems that the owner cherished this knife very much during his lifetime and must have wiped it from time to time.

As soon as I saw this knife, I understood. Damn it, the legendary savages are these Japanese devils.

Monkey couldn't figure it out. Didn't all the Japanese return to China after their defeat and surrender? Why didn't these little devils leave?

I said this is not surprising. You know too little about history, which exposes your uneducated nature. The monkey said, stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly what is going on.

According to my speculation, on the eve of Japan's unconditional surrender, the Soviet Union's mechanized army went south to attack the Kwantung Army stationed in Northeast China, beating the million-strong Kwantung Army, known as the most elite Japanese army, to pieces. Some of the Japanese were scattered and drifted deep into the forest. He was in a place where he didn't dare to go out, and he lost contact with the outside world. He didn't know that Japan had been defeated and surrendered, so he hid in the forest until he died of old age here.

Some people saw a few suspicious and hiding Japanese soldiers here. Their clothes were already dirty and they didn't shave even if they lived in the forest. Wouldn't they be regarded as savages?

In fact, I also deduced out of thin air what the real reason was. Unless these devils come alive and explain themselves, no one will ever know the truth. After I said this, Monkey Yingzi and I can understand.

Yingzi said: "Xiao Nizizi is definitely lost. Even though this is the edge of the forest, there are prairie areas to the north, and there is also a mud swamp (a swamp full of mud). There is no way to go out to the north. The south is the primeval forest. Without a dog, even the most experienced hunter would not be able to go out.

I looked through the belongings of these corpses to see if there was anything valuable. Halfway through, I suddenly thought, could those who came here to rob the tomb in the late 1940s encounter Japanese devils and be killed? It should be possible. They didn't expect to encounter Japanese soldiers in such a desolate place.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly found a notebook in a military carry-on bag. The writing was in Japanese. The paper was yellow and the handwriting on it was still legible. However, none of the three people understood Japanese. Fortunately, there were many Chinese characters in it. I had no choice but to read it with Shuhan and only look at the Chinese characters in Japanese. However, the meanings of Japanese Chinese characters are very different from those in Chinese. Some of the meanings are even opposite. (For example, for example, the word "stay behind" in Japanese Chinese characters is completely opposite to the literal meaning of the Chinese characters. , means "going out") Even so, by connecting these words, we can still understand almost half of it. Adding in some of our subjective speculations, the general meaning is:

The main force of the Kwantung Army in Dongning was defeated by the Soviet mechanized troops. Major Namiki led the remaining squad of soldiers (in the Kwantung Army's Class A Division, the size of a squad was 120-200 soldiers) and fled to Heifengkou. A secret underground fortress, preparing to join the rest of the Kwantung Army in the fortress, fight the final decisive battle with the Soviets, and repay the emperor with broken jade. As a result, they stepped on a big smoke bubble when they were about to arrive. The only soldier who knew the location of the fortress and the guide who led the way fell into it and drowned. The remaining people never found the entrance to the secret fortress and got lost again when they wanted to go back. There was no communication equipment, so I had to live in the mountains. I lived there for more than thirty years, and one by one died one after another... There were no more after that. It is estimated that the person who wrote this died when he wrote this.

I threw the notebook aside. I had no time to look at these tatters now. The walls of the tombs in the valley were almost corroded. I hurried back, took my things and left. Don't worry about these Japanese devils anymore. They were almost rotten anyway. Monkey said that this sword belongs to me. I had several Zuoguan knives at home, but they were all confiscated during the Cultural Revolution. I still want to collect one. I advised him that these are controlled knives and you can¡¯t take them on the train. When you return to Beijing, go to the used market to see if there are any and buy you a new one.

The three of us rushed back to the ancient tomb in Yerengou. The work was almost done. After a few cuts with the engineer shovel, a big hole was made in the wall of the tomb. I shined a flashlight and found that the space inside was not small. There was still a drop of more than one meter between the hole and the ground of the tomb. The monkey was so happy that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go in. I grabbed him and said, "You don't want your life. Go and catch a few sparrows and put them in bird cages first." Let¡¯s put it in the tomb and test the air quality.¡±

The sparrows in the forest have very good claws. If you don't want them to be in densely populated areas, use the simplest trap, scatter a few grains of millet, and hold our cooking pot upside down. People hide in the distance and see the sparrows. He goes under the pot to eat rice, pulls the rope and pulls down the wood supporting the pot, and then snaps the pot down, which means he has caught it.

I caught three at once. I put one of them into a birdcage first, tied a rope to the cage and threw it into the depths of the tomb below. I smoked two cigarettes, and I guessed that the time was up, so I pulled the birdcage away. When I came up, I saw that the little sparrow rolled his eyes and knew he was dying.

This tomb has been sealed underground for hundreds of years. There is no air circulation inside. Before the corpse rots, it must first expand and be filled with corpse gas. Then the skin, flesh and internal organs begin to rot from the inside out. Although the tomb chamber does not have real meaning It is a vacuum environment, but if there is no ventilation, the stench of rotting corpses will still be held in it, and it will not dissipate even after hundreds of years. Even if there is no corpse odor, there is only air that has not flowed for hundreds of years. It will also form poisonous gases that are harmful to the human body. Once a person inhales this poisonous gas, he or she will be dizzy or poisoned and die. Unless you are equipped with a gas mask, you should not be careless in this step.

It seemed that it would take some time for the poisonous gas to be blown out of the tomb again by the mountain wind, so we went back to the hillside and ate some dry food and dried meat. We didn¡¯t sleep all night last night, and we did a lot of work today. We were all tired, but after a while Thinking of the stolen goods in the tomb, my tiredness disappeared. This is the first time we have done it. It is best to get something valuable. In the past, my understanding of tomb robbing was only at the theoretical stage. Today, this practice , it¡¯s really not difficult. Of course, this also has something to do with the target we chose. The Jurchens of the Jin Kingdom were uncivilized barbarians at that time. The tomb they built almost completely copied the form of the Northern Song Dynasty. It was very small and they were probably prisoners. It was built by craftsmen from the Song Dynasty. After all, the craftsmanship of the dragon fire glazed roof on that day is very complicated. It is difficult to build it without superb craftsmanship. If there is a slight deviation, the person who built the tomb will be burned to death inside.

After eating the dry food, we saw that it was getting late. We thought that the air in the tomb had almost changed. We were all worried about being attacked by the monsters in the underground cave at night. We were eager to get our things and leave as soon as possible, so we brought our equipment. We went down to the valley of Yerengou again.

This time, I let the sparrow in first. I saw that the sparrow was still alive and kicking after being taken out. It seemed that there was no problem. The monkey and I drank a few sips of soju to strengthen our courage. Wearing a mask and gloves, hanging a golden charm around my neck, carrying black donkey hooves and glutinous rice in my arms, I took a flashlight, hung an engineer shovel around my waist, and set out to enter the ancient tomb.

Upon seeing this, Yingzi hurriedly stopped me and said, "Take me in and have a look. I have never seen what it's like in an ancient tomb."

I said: "There is nothing else in the ancient tomb, just ancient corpses and funerary objects. What is there to see? In fact, this is the first time for me to get on the sedan chair, and I have never been in it before. Besides, aren't you afraid of death?" Why are you not afraid now?"

Yingzi was very curious. Seeing how mysterious the monkey and I were doing made her even more itchy, and she had to go in. I thought, anyway, there is no need for anyone to let loose in this barren mountain (grave robbers rarely work alone, Usually there are three people in groups, one is digging the soil, because the soil cannot be piled outside the pit, so there is another one who is dedicated to scattering the soil, and the other one is letting out the wind in the distance). It is not a big deal to let her go in and visit, just give it Yingzi also found a mask and put it on, and told her not to take off the mask after entering. Firstly, the air quality inside was not good. Secondly, the breath of living people cannot be left in the tomb. It is unlucky. Thirdly, Third, you cannot breathe into an ancient corpse. If you stumble upon a corpse, you will be in serious trouble. Although these are all superstitious legends, these rules have been passed down from thousands of years ago to today. No matter how you say it, there is a certain truth. Let¡¯s Don't be too careful, just follow the usual routine.

The monkey had already become anxious: "Hu Bayi, when did you become such a mother-in-law? If you don't dare to go down, let me go by myself, and you just wait and count the money."

I said fuck it, you might not even be able to find the coffin if you go down there. Come on, let¡¯s not stumble. It¡¯s almost dark, so hurry up and get to work.

The hole we dug in the tomb wall was only about one meter high from the ground of the tomb chamber. We could go down directly without a rope. As soon as my feet landed on the ground, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. I finally got in.

The area of ??the tomb chamber is not large, at most thirty square meters. It seems to be designed according to the living person's house, with a main chamber, a back chamber, and two side chambers. The location where we entered happened to be an ear room, and the tomb owner's coffin was parked in the center of the main room.

There was no tomb bed, and a shallow pit was dug in the middle of the main chamber. The dark coffin was placed in the pit, with half of it exposed above. This was a tomb within a tomb.

There are several skeletons piled in the corner of the main room. The skulls are dented and cracked, and there are obvious marks of being struck by blunt instruments. They may have been prisoners used for burial or wives, concubines, and servants. We don¡¯t want to pay attention to these if we don¡¯t do archaeology.

Yingzi suddenly took my arm and said, "Brother Hu, look there are paintings on the wall."

I used my flashlight to shine on the tomb wall that Yingzi mentioned, and it turned out that there were pictures painted in relief, with the characters in the pictures simple and lifelike. As time goes by, the colors remain bright, but as the flowing air enters the tomb, these murals will fade soon.

The monkey admired: "It seems that the dead man in this tomb may have been a painter in ancient times."

I said, why don't you pretend to know something? During the Tang and Song Dynasties, most of the tombs of princes had murals to record the important events in the tomb owner's life. Let's take a look at who is buried here.

There are eight murals in total. We looked at them in order. Some of these paintings depict scenes of hunting in the forest, some of drinking with friends in the palace, some of scenes of going to war, and some of scenes of escorting prisoners. Finally, One depicts a scene of a feudal prince, and in each mural there is a man wearing a fox fur coat, who should be the owner of the tomb buried in the tomb. It seems that this is the tomb of a general, or at least a marquis of ten thousand households.

When the Jin soldiers went south to destroy the Song Dynasty, they actually robbed a large amount of gold and silver treasures. This Jin general might have taken some of his trophies underground. Anyway, they are all treasures of us Han people, so we won't You're welcome.

The three of them walked around the tomb first. The two ear chambers were filled with porcelain pots and basins, and the back chamber contained four horse bones and some armor and weapons. In addition, there was nothing extra. It seemed that the gold I was a little disappointed that people don't pursue grand burials. I lit a candle in the southeast corner, and the three of us came to the coffin in the main room. Whether there were dates or not, we just looked at this pole.

The coffin of the tomb owner is not small. It is made of mahogany and black lacquer, with golden patterns painted on it. The color and shape are very weird. This should be related to the national totem of the Jurchen people. I touched the coffin board and it was very thick and average. The poor couldn't afford such a thick coffin, so it would be nice to have a thin coffin. The poor ones just swept it up with straw and buried it casually in the ground.

The best thing in the coffin is the tree trunk of the sunken tree, which is the core of the tree. It takes at least thousands of years for a sunken tree to grow into a timber. This kind of top quality can only be found but not sought. Only the royal family can enjoy it. The corpse It is installed in the trunk of a sunken wood and buried in the ground. The body will never rot. It is more valuable than an antiseptic coffin made of crystal, and is more effective than the preservation function of a refrigerator. The next most popular ones are linden wood, basswood, and thousand-year-old cypress. The thicker it is, the more valuable it is. The first is to prevent the corpse from rotting. The second is that it does not breed insects and can effectively prevent maggots and ants from biting it. Unlike ordinary wood, it will be eaten away by insects and ants in a short time, and no tomb owner will care. I hope that my body will be eaten by insects after death. It is disgusting to think about it, so the nobles have strict requirements for the wood of their coffins.

The coffin in front of us is made of wood. Although it is not as luxurious as that of the royal family members, it can be considered extremely luxurious. I inserted an engineering shovel into the gap in the coffin board and pried it hard. Unexpectedly, the nails were firmly secured, so I added two more nails. There was no force to pry it open.

The monkey also came up to help. The two of them worked together, and the coffin made a "creak" sound, and finally a big gap was opened. We changed positions and pried out the nails of the coffin one by one.

This tomb is very dry. The tomb walls made of special materials are very waterproof, and the glazed tiles on the head do not seep water. In addition, most of the rainwater in Yeren Ditch is absorbed by the leaf litter, so there is a lot of dust in the coffin. This movement caused dust to fly, and even though we were wearing large masks, we were still choked and coughed constantly. We had to prepare a few pairs of gas masks when we went back, otherwise we would choke sooner or later.

The monkey wanted to push open the coffin lid. I suddenly wanted to scare him and play some mischief, so I took his arm and said, "Monkey, what do you think is in this coffin?"

The monkey said: "How did I know? Anyway, the things inside can be exchanged for RMB... and for national food stamps."

I deliberately lowered my voice and said, "I once heard my grandfather tell me a story in "Taiping Guangji". It also talked about two tomb robbers, one fat and one thin. They dug a big coffin in the ancient tomb. No matter how many methods they tried, they couldn't open the coffin. One of the fat tomb robbers could recite the "Great Compassion Mantra", so he recited a section of it to the coffin, and the coffin lid opened automatically. The slit...a green-haired arm protruded from it..."

The monkey was not afraid, but it frightened Yingzi so much that he immediately hid behind the monkey and said, "Brother Hu, stop talking nonsense. You don't even know where this place is. You want to scare people to death."

The monkey knew that I wanted to scare him. Apart from his fear of heights, he was really not afraid of anything. When he was fighting with other children at school, he was the one with the wrong hand. At this time, the monkey showed no fear and was not afraid of me at all. Moved by the threat, he had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression: "Sister Yingzi, don't listen to him. This guy just wants to scare me, and he doesn't even look at who Mr. Monkey is. What the hell have I ever been afraid of? Me, let him continue. "

I continued: "The green-haired arm, with fingernails more than three inches long, grabbed the fat tomb robber who was reciting the "Great Compassion Mantra" and pulled him into the coffin. The coffin boards immediately closed, I heard screams coming from inside, which scared the other tomb robber and turned around and ran away..."

Monkey grinned and laughed a few times, which was a bit forced. He probably felt guilty, but he insisted on being a good guy and walked up to me to push the coffin board together. As a result, we pushed the coffin board too hard and the coffin board suddenly fell apart. The whole thing was pushed to the ground, and the contents of the coffin were clearly visible.

A tall male corpse lay inside. The water in his corpse had evaporated, leaving only the dry purple skin covering the bones. After nearly a thousand years, it was relatively well preserved (Xiang Hunan). The wet corpse unearthed in Mawangdui is extremely rare (unique in a thousand miles). Although the facial features are collapsed and the eyes and nose have turned into black hollows, the face is still vaguely distinguishable. He is about forty or fifty years old, with his head turned upside down. Guan, wearing a red gold embroidered robe with blue trim, wearing cloud boots, with his hands on his chest.

Yingzi stuck her head out from behind the monkey and took a look inside, and exclaimed: "Oh my God, it's so scary." She quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

When she yelled like this, my scalp was numb, but the coffin was already opened, could I still turn around and run out? Bite the bullet, I put my hands together and bowed three times to the ancient corpse in the coffin: "We are short of food and clothing, so we have no choice but to borrow a few pieces of domestic goods in exchange for a small amount of money. Don't blame me for offending you. You should have gone to heaven long ago anyway." Heaven, go to the earth as it should, go wherever you need to go, ashes return to ashes, earth return to earth, money and jewelry are all external things, if you don't bring them with you in life, you won't take them with you in death, it's of no use if you leave these belongings behind. We are good thieves, and after taking it away, we will definitely use most of it to build bridges and pave roads to improve people's lives. We should learn from Lei Feng's good example, be clear about love and hate, never forget our roots, and stand firm..."

I still had half a sentence to say, but the monkey couldn't hold it back anymore, and reached in and groped around in the coffin. I quickly reminded him: "Be gentle with your fucking hands, don't damage the body."

How can a monkey listen? Since I entered the tomb, I haven't found anything valuable. Except for a few worn-out jars and jars, they are the remains of humans and animals buried with them. After all this trouble, it depends on what good things are in the tomb owner's coffin. .

Seeing that it was useless to persuade him, I might as well stop talking and look through the items in the coffin with him. There were still some porcelain placed next to the ancient corpse. I didn't know much about antiques at the time, especially porcelain. I have only seen a few pieces of blue and white porcelain from the Northern Song Dynasty, and I don¡¯t know anything about the value, craftsmanship, and history of porcelain. I only know that gold is valuable and jade is priceless. I was so obsessed with finding ancient jade that I threw all the porcelain aside. How pitiful I am. , and finally found two pieces of jade in the hands of the ancient corpse. They were emerald green in color and carved into the shape of two moths that looked like butterflies but were not butterflies.

We looked at this pair of jade bis for a long time, but we couldn't tell what they were. I only knew that they might be jade. They were from before the Northern Song Dynasty. They should be good things. Otherwise, how could the tomb owner still hold it before he died? It's in hand. It was estimated that it could be worth tens of thousands anyway. That was really a lot. There were not many households worth ten thousand yuan in the country at that time. How much it was worth would have to be appraised by an expert like Huang Baldy and contact a Hong Kong businessman or a Taiwanese compatriot. sell away.

The monkey felt dissatisfied and wanted to open the mouth of the ancient corpse to see if there were any gold teeth. I said it was almost enough. Don¡¯t do it too badly and leave some for others. We also picked out the porcelain in the coffin. Take out a few good-looking ones and put those without colors and patterns back in their place.

After taking the things, I lifted up the lid of the coffin and closed it again. Although this time I didn¡¯t return as full as I expected, I finally didn¡¯t return empty-handed. I said to them: ¡°It¡¯s almost done. Let¡¯s go out quickly and replenish the tomb wall.¡± Okay, let¡¯s go home.¡± After saying that, he turned around and wanted to go out, but suddenly found that the candle in the corner had been extinguished silently.

Monkey Yingzi also saw it. Although they were wearing masks on their faces, their exposed foreheads were covered in cold sweat. I also had a layer of white hair sweat all over my body. I regretted talking to them about tomb robbing again. , rendering the phenomenon of tomb hunters so terrifying.

I looked at the coffin behind me. The lid had been re-covered and nailed shut. There was no movement at all. Are there really ghosts in this world?

Yingzi, who was standing next to me, was most afraid of dead bodies and ghosts. She reached out to pull off her mask. I quickly held her hand and said, "You can't take off your mask. What do you want to do?"

Yingzi wanted to whistle to invite the hunting dogs to come in. I patted her shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid. It's not that time yet, and dogs can't bite ghosts."

The monkey walked over and looked at the candles on the ground, then turned back and asked me: "Old Hu, how much did the candle you bought cost?"

I bought the candles in Beijing and brought them to me. I didn't really care much about the price when I bought them. They were probably two cents each.

The monkey complained: "Don't you buy it for five cents a piece? How can you buy such an important thing at a cheap price?"

I scratched my head and said: "Then next time I buy imported ones, I will buy whichever is more expensive in the United States, Japan, and Germany. But now that the candle has been extinguished, don't worry about it after the fact. Should we put the things back intact?" ?¡±

We have gone through a lot of effort to get these few things, and now we have to put them all back. Monkey and I are reluctant to put them all back. If they are not glutinous rice balls, they are not glutinous rice balls - a whole Yibaiwan (play).

Monkey Hun was not stingy, thinking that even if a ghost really came out, he slapped him with a shovel until all his teeth were found. Monkey Master collected all these things today and wanted to put them back. Unless a ghost comes out and makes Monkey Master lie down, otherwise There are no doors.

Yingzi thought it would be better to put all the things back. None of us knew how to subjugate demons and catch ghosts. If a ghost really happened, none of the three of us would be able to get out of the tomb alive.

Before I could say anything, the two of them started to argue. In the end, they both agreed to my compromise, which was to light the candle again and put a few pieces of porcelain back in to see if the candle still went out. If it still went out, we would Put one more piece back. If it doesn't work, we will only take away the two pieces of jade and keep all the other porcelain. Maybe the candles were extinguished just now because the mountain wind outside the tomb blew them out. If we don't bring something with us when we go out, not to mention we're sorry for all the hard work, we'll lose face.

The monkey slapped his thigh: "Okay, I think so, that's it. I'll put a small piece of porcelain back first. Lao Hu, you go and light the candle. If it goes out again, we'll just pretend it's invisible." "

Maybe I was the first to invent this kind of bargaining with the tomb owner. If the gold-touching captains of the previous dynasty knew something underground, they would be so angry that they would climb out of the tomb and pinch me. I would really be ashamed of my ancestor, but now It is reform and opening up. We should all follow the trend of history and not stick to those traditional and rigid rules. If the economy needs to be revitalized, the mind must also be revitalized. If the mind is not revitalized, how can the economy be revitalized?

While I was making excuses for myself, I took out a match and lit the candle in the corner. At this time, the monkey had already placed a three-color water-patterned porcelain vase on top of the coffin. He was trying to save trouble and was too lazy to remove the coffin lid and just put it away. When he reached the coffin board, he came back and said to me: "It's okay this time. Didn't the candle go out? Shouldn't it be time for us to perform the sixth act of Shajiabang?"

I suddenly discovered something unusual. I was so nervous that I couldn¡¯t react to the monkey¡¯s words for a while, so I asked, ¡°What the hell is the sixth act?¡±

The monkey gave me a brainwave: "What are you thinking about? Shajiabang Act 6 - Retreat!"

I didn't want to pay attention to his words, so I made a silence gesture to him, pointed to the candle on the ground and whispered, "Why is the flame of this candle... so fucking green?"

The flame was emitting a green light, and the green fire made people's faces turn blue. Monkey and Yingzi also came over to take a look. Seeing this, they both looked at each other in silence, and the candle's flame was green. It flashed twice and then went out with a "pop" without any external force.

I knew it was bad. I was so unlucky. The first time I touched gold, I bumped into a big rice dumpling. I picked up the arms of Monkey Yingzi and others one by one, and ran towards the thief's cave. No matter what, I climbed out first. I didn't want to stay. This was used as a burial object for the golden dogs.

We were about to reach the entrance of the cave when a strong gust of wind came from behind us. If we didn't dodge, we would definitely be hit. The three of us hurriedly lowered our heads and lay on the ground to dodge. First, with a "whoosh" sound, we were put down by the monkey. The water-patterned porcelain bottle on the coffin lid flew over our heads, hit the edge of the robbery hole and shattered into countless powders. Then there was another loud "crash" sound, and the coffin lid that had been re-nailed suddenly embedded in There is a hole in the tomb wall.

The tomb wall is a layer of rammed earth prepared with the secret recipe of the Northern Song Dynasty palace. It is as hard as a rock, but the coffin board is also extremely thick. It was thrown out by an unimaginable force and was flatly embedded in the tomb wall. The exit was sealed. It takes a lot of effort to dig through the coffin board with an engineering shovel, and it won't take a moment.

How powerful is it to slam the coffin board into the tomb wall? If you were a little slow and hit your head, how could you survive? Although the monkey was bold, he was frightened at the moment: "Old Hu, go and discuss with him quickly. Let's leave him a few more things. It's not good for anyone to fall out and start fighting... After all, peace is the goal. It¡¯s expensive.¡±

The first time I got off to a bad start, I had a fire in my heart, and I fell into the old habit again. I became impulsive, turned around and blocked Yingzi from behind. I took out the black donkey's hoof in my arms with one hand and held the engineer's shovel with the other. The monkey said: "It's nothing to discuss. The door is blocked by us. It's clear that we want to stay and be buried with you. I've decided on the pair of ancient jade masters today. Let's fuck his grandma and see who is ruthless. Copy guy." Come on! Fight with this idiot."

At this time, the lidless coffin in the main room had been completely erected. The ancient corpse inside had originally grown a thick layer of red hair on its dry purple skin. I don¡¯t know when...

When I saw this, I also took a breath of air-conditioning, and the energy I had just put on to fight was half gone. I had heard that zombies have white hair and black hair, which is called white and black. I also heard that there are poisonous ones in legend. The corpse demon has green hair, but what is this one with red hair?

We were too careless this time. We were looking at such a small tomb and just avoided the traps on it. We didn¡¯t expect to encounter big red-haired rice dumplings inside. We didn¡¯t bring our shotguns and the holes we dug were blocked. It's so tight that we can't call the big dogs down to help. Hounds and shotguns are our self-defense tools in the forest, but now we can only fight it with the German engineer shovels and black donkey hooves in our hands. Fight.

But the black donkey's hooves must be stuffed into the mouth of the big rice dumpling to work. And I have only heard about it, so I can't guarantee whether it is really effective.

I saw that the ancient corpse had red hair even on its face, and it was even harder to distinguish its face. It was like a big red ape with fire. It flapped its arms and jumped out of the coffin. It jumped more than two meters. Far away, it came silently like the wind. It jumped in front of us in just a few seconds, stretched out ten sharp claws like steel knives and pounced towards us.

I never expected that the big zongzi would move so fast. At this critical moment, I had no time to think too much. In the small room, there was no room for maneuver. We could only advance instead of retreating, and use offense as defense. The monkey and I had the same idea, no matter it was a What is it? Let's flatten it first. Then the two of them shouted, picked up the engineering shovel and smashed it head and face into the ancient red-haired corpse.

The ancient corpse moved extremely fast, sweeping its arms. We felt a huge force hit our hands. The tiger's mouth was numb and we could no longer hold it. The engineer's shovel was blown into the air like two leaves by the strong wind, and was inserted into the tomb with two clangs. Although the top of the glazed roof was dark, one could tell just from the sound that the Tianbao Dragon Fire glazed roof above his head would collapse at any time after such a big impact.

The fire dragon oil from the Western Regions is no small matter. Once it is poured down, all the jade and stone in the tomb will be destroyed. The tomb is definitely destroyed. If you want to escape, you must resolve the battle in a short time, but it is not easy to do it with bare hands.

Everyone lost their equipment. Although they had the black donkey's hooves to restrain the zombies, they did not dare to use them rashly. This big zongzi was too fierce and vicious. They were afraid that before they could put the black donkey's hooves into his mouth, they would be killed by it first. Caught into pieces, he could only try to avoid the attack of the ancient corpse and ran towards the back room where the armor and horse bones were placed.

There was no light in the tomb, so it was all illuminated by a flashlight. It was even harder to see where my feet were when I ran. Just a few steps away from the door of the back room, the monkey accidentally stepped on a jar on the wall and fell down with an ouch. land.

The red-haired corpse monster had already rushed up like a shadow, and let out a strange cry like a night owl's cry towards the monkey. This shrill cry echoed in the narrow tomb chamber. It was indescribably terrifying and harsh, and it made people upset. Chaos, goosebumps appeared on my body.

I have sworn more than once that I will never let any of my comrades die in front of me. At this moment, seeing that the monkey's life is only a matter of breath, I can't care about the danger. I flew up and kicked the monster corpse. My chest, this leg was like a steel plate, the pain made me suck in cold air, and the leg bones seemed to be hanging.

The red-haired corpse monster was attacked and left the monkey alone. Then it fiercely thrust its claws into my head. I threw the flashlight in my hand towards the corpse monster and rolled forward under it to avoid it. At this time, I was in a blind corner. The corner of the wall and the corpse monster with its back turned to me formed a triangle, blocking me in the middle. If I gave it a chance to turn around and attack me again, it would definitely Hard to resist.

I have done life-threatening things so many times in my life. The more desperate I am, the more I need to calm down. This big red-haired rice dumpling is tangible and qualitative. It is nothing more than brute force, invulnerable, and not a ghost. I am afraid of it. Without thinking much at the moment, he jumped onto the back of the red-haired zombie monster. All he could smell in his nose was the stench. Thanks to the mask he was wearing, otherwise he would have been fainted by it before he even made a move.

Without the flashlight, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. The red-haired zombie monster's limbs were stiff and it couldn't catch me with its backhand. It just kept shaking its body, trying to get rid of me.

I held the red-haired zombie monster's neck firmly with one hand, grabbed the black donkey's hoof with the other hand and stuffed it into its mouth. I pressed it on its face for a long time, but I couldn't find where its mouth was. Instead, I was thrown dizzy by it. Stars flashed in front of my eyes, and I secretly thought something was wrong. After two more swings, I would fall first.

Suddenly a light flashed in front of my eyes in the darkness. I thought my eyes were dazzled, but when I looked again, it turned out that Monkey and Yingzi were charging with flashlights in their mouths and a large mace taken out from the back room in their hands. Come here, they want to fight head-on. I jumped off the back of the red-haired zombie monster in a hurry.

The mace weighed dozens of kilograms and was a super-heavy individual weapon in the cold weapon era. When we first entered the tomb, we saw it and other weapons, armor, and horse bones piled on the ground in the back room. , they were probably all used by the tomb owner during his lifetime.

Although these weapons have green copper flowers (compounds formed by air erosion over time), the mace does not rely on the sharp edge to hurt the enemy, but purely uses enough force to use its weight to hit the opponent, Monkey Eiko On the left and right sides respectively, use four hands to lift the mace, use the mace as a bell hammer in the temple, and slam it into the chest of the red-haired zombie monster. The large mace weighing dozens of kilograms is again Coupled with the two people's running-up, the impact was really big, knocking the red-haired zombie monster to the ground.

The two of them exerted too much force and gasped for breath from exhaustion. I seemed to be able to hear their violent heartbeats.

I praised from the side: "Well done. I didn't expect you two to have such great strength. I'll give you a credit when I go back..."

As soon as I finished speaking, the body of the red-haired corpse monster bounced up from the ground as if it were loaded with springs. I yelled: "Fuck, you can't steam or boil it, monkey, don't do it again." Give it a hard blow, this time aimed at the head."

The monkey also started to charge. This time he did not need Yingzi's help. He used brute force alone to raise the nailed mace and hit the red-haired zombie monster. Unexpectedly, he failed this time, and the red-haired zombie monster jumped forward. Instead, the mace was knocked into the back room, and the monkey was knocked off his butt. His hands were cracked and covered with blood, and he screamed in pain.

I thought to myself, the engineer shovel was inserted into the ceiling. If I want to open the tomb door that is blocked by the coffin lid, I can hit it with a mace. I first go to the back room to get the mace back and lure away the corpse monster. Break the coffin board and rush out. The space outside is vast, and there are guns and dogs. You can do whatever you want, and you can do whatever you want in this narrow tomb.

I picked up the monkey sitting on the ground, and the three of us fled into the back room of the ancient tomb. The back room was the side room, which was a step lower than the main room. After I got down, I looked around with a flashlight, and all I saw was the mace. Being thrown out by the huge force of the corpse monster, a big hole was made in the tomb wall in the back room. How could it be that it was not a pit but a hole? Is there a section behind it? I have heard that some ancient tombs have hidden chambers. Could this be a secret chamber? This time I really made a mistake.

The hole made by the mace on the tomb wall was dark and bottomless when I shined a flashlight on it. It seemed that the space was huge and it was a long passage.

I was surprised when the red-haired zombie monster rushed into the back room with a gust of wind. The three of us didn't dare to neglect it. We turned the mace upside down to push it out, and then rushed out of the back room to smash the coffin board. Unexpectedly The power of this corpse monster is far beyond imagination. When it raised its arms, it was no less powerful than a thousand people. Although the three of us tried our best, the mace was thrown away and was knocked out again. It flipped around in mid-air, and then Hit the tomb wall behind you once.

This time the cracked hole in the wall was even bigger, and there was no way to go. We had to retreat into the secret room behind the tomb wall, put up the mace and prepare to fight again.

The red-haired corpse monster stopped chasing and just circled in the back room. I let out a sigh of relief and shined the flashlight on the monkey and Yingzi's faces. Except for the monkey's hand, which was shattered, neither of them suffered any injuries. , recalling the series of fierce fights in the tomb just now, even though it was only a few minutes, it can be said that it was like going through the hell gate twice.

I suddenly remembered something and grabbed the monkey's hand: "Why are you not wearing gloves! When did you take them off?"

The monkey looked down at his hands: "My hands sweated when I opened the coffin, so I took off my gloves."

I cursed: "You are so fucking unorganized and undisciplined. How many times have I told you that you must wear gloves when touching the ancient corpses in the ancient tombs. Maybe it's because you touched them with bare hands." The big red-haired rice dumpling was killed."

The monkey's iron mouth and steel teeth refused to admit his mistake: "You are so stupid, just do it. That ancient corpse is not a landmine. It will explode if you touch it? You are not allowed to frame Zhongliang."

Yingzi advised from the side: "You two, please stop fighting. Look at the writing on the wall. What is it written on?"

We followed the light of Yingzi's flashlight and looked at the wall, only to see a red road sign with a row of large characters on it that read "Underground Gnaku of the Black Wind Gate Fortress of Manchuria".

The monkey and I looked at each other: "The secret fortress of the Kwantung Army?" Unexpectedly, there is only a wall between the underground passage of the Japanese fortress and the back room of the ancient tomb. Half a meter further in, the ancient tomb would have been dug up long ago. If it weren't for the wolf The tooth stick was slammed into the tomb wall by the zombie monster. No one may ever discover this military fortress hidden deep underground.

Before he could take a closer look, the wall separating the back room of the ancient tomb and the fortress collapsed, and the red-haired monster had jumped out of the broken wall of the tomb.

The monkey yelled: "Fuck, it's a fucking dog-skin plaster, and it's still stuck on." After saying that, he grabbed the mace and wanted to go over and put it right.

I hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't fight with it. Find a way out first and then think of a solution." The three of them caught it and ran away. The passages in the underground fortress are very wide and the ground is made of cement. It is completely possible to walk inside. Armored vehicle, but the passage was long and wide, without any obstruction or obstruction. The red-haired corpse monster came very quickly and jumped behind everyone in an instant.

I wanted to throw the black donkey's hooves out to stop it, and I stretched out my hand to touch around on my body. Suddenly I felt a lot of glutinous rice in my pocket. I heard that in ancient times, gold-touching captains had to bring glutinous rice with them into the ancient tombs. If they were hit, Corpse Qi can be used to remove poison. I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s effective on zombies. I¡¯ll try it today, but the red-haired guy doesn¡¯t look like a zombie.

I felt a cold wind blowing behind me, and the stench hit my nostrils. I grabbed a handful of glutinous rice from my pocket and threw it at the red-haired corpse monster. The large handful of glutinous rice fell on the corpse monster's face like a goddess scattering flowers. Unconsciously, he just stopped for a moment and then jumped straight over.

At this time, we had reached the end of the passage of the underground fortress. The half-opened large iron door of the Gnaku (warehouse) was in front of us. I think the Kwantung Army retreated in a hurry, so the iron door was not locked, but for more than thirty years There was no opening and closing, and the bearings were almost rusted to death. The three of us ran into the warehouse, gritted our teeth and stared, using all our strength to suck milk, and finally closed the heavy iron door before the corpse monster came in.

Even if the corpse monster really has a copper head and iron arms, it can't get in. Even its banging on the door can't be heard inside. The warehouse doors of this kind of military facility are all designed to prevent explosion shock waves, between iron plates and steel plates. Two layers of quilts were added to absorb the impact. Back then, the Japanese bombed the U.S. Air Force into a state of shock. Even the underground fortresses were built to withstand large aerial bombs. No matter how powerful the corpse monster is, it is not as powerful as the high-explosive bombs of the US military. We are temporarily safe here, but how to get out is still very troublesome.

I sat on the ground and took a few breaths, and looked around with a flashlight. This warehouse was really not small, with all kinds of materials piled up like mountains. How could I not find any traces outside in such a large space? I followed the direction I just ran and After calculating the distance, I suddenly realized that the entire hill on the west side of Yerengou had been hollowed out and built into an underground fortress. The more I think about it, the more I feel that it is right. It can be said that Japan has devoted all its national power to Manchuria. The heavy industrial bases that maintained the entire war situation are almost all located in Manchuria. Especially after the Japanese mainland was attacked by the US military, Manchuria became a In Japan's strategic rear area, in order to consolidate defense, especially against the Soviet Union in the north, the Kwantung Army built countless underground fortresses in Manchuria, all of which are permanent defense fortifications. Although the place we came to belonged to Inner Mongolia, it was also owned by the Japanese army at that time. In the occupied areas, senior Japanese officials believed that guarding Manchuria but not Mongolia was like guarding a river but not a beach, so it was natural to establish Manchuria's peripheral defense facilities on the Sino-Mongolian border.

Heifengkou is a battleground for military strategists. If the Soviet army attacks from the grasslands, it must pass through. However, in the end the Soviets still chose to attack from Manchuria. This painstakingly managed underground fortress has no strategic significance. , presumably after the defenders in the fortress heard the news of the unconditional surrender after receiving the emperor's message to all the people on the radio, their morale was dispirited, some committed suicide, and some ran away.

Building such a large-scale underground facility requires a lot of manpower. I don¡¯t know how much blood and sweat of Chinese workers have been spent. It is very likely that in order to keep military secrets, all the workers who built the fortress were executed after the completion. The supplies in Gnakuli have been separated for more than thirty years, but some of them are still in good condition. There may also be large-scale power generation equipment. The Japs¡¯ things don¡¯t need to be used in vain. If you can find a way to go back, let the villagers organize a horse team to pull them back. spoils of war.

The monkey stood up and rubbed his butt. He had fallen hard in the tomb. He pulled two pieces of cloth from his clothes and asked Yingzi to help him bandage the wounds on his hands. The monkey felt pain all over his body and cursed the zombies outside.

I said it might not be a zombie. Black donkey hooves and glutinous rice would not work on it. Besides, we have heard a lot about zombies. There are the most zombies in Shaanxi. The custom there before the Ming Dynasty was to expose people to the sun for sixteen days after death. Waiting until they are completely sunburned before being buried is to prevent the deceased from turning into a zombie. When I was a soldier in Lanzhou, I saw with my own eyes zombies with black hair dug out of the ground. I heard that there were also zombies with white hair. In addition, in the tomb There are poisonous insects, and corpses buried in them may turn green, but I have never heard of such red-haired ones.

Yingzi finished bandaging the monkey's hands and interjected: "That thing is not a zombie at all. I thought you knew it, but it is a zombie."

"Zombie evil"? Monkey and I have never heard of it. Let Yingzi explain it in more detail. What is a zombie?

Yingzi once heard from the elders in her tribe that a long time ago, when the Manchus were not called Manchus and were still called Jurchens, there was a kind of witchcraft in their tribe. Have you heard about it? At that time, a burnt talisman is placed in the mouth of the deceased. The deceased holds the most cherished thing in his hand. If a tomb robber comes to steal it, the corpse will be possessed by the evil spirit, grow hard hairs all over the body, and become invulnerable. The tomb robbers have to be strangled to death. The hair on the corpse was different, and the color of the hair on the corpse was different. I used to hear it as a story, but today I saw it with my own eyes, and I realized that such terrible things really existed in the world.

The monkey took out two pieces of jade he dug out from the hands of the ancient corpse and said, "I won't return it. You can go back if you want. You can get 20,000 yuan. You can also get food stamps if you don't have money. Hey... Old Hu, what do you think of this jade?" What¡¯s going on?¡±

I took it over and took a look. The originally emerald green jade has now turned light yellow. I can¡¯t explain why. Only now do I feel that my experience and knowledge are too limited. It¡¯s a bit self-inflated, and now it seems I have to continue learning.

But we had already taken this thing, so it was useless to worry about it. I stood up and called them to take action: "Let's go inside and see if there are any guns and ammunition. It's best to have a tank and drive out." The corpse was crushed into meat patties."