Daomu Biji

After just reading a few lines, I knew what was going on. Because I saw two very key words in it: choose as.

This person was selected as "Zhang Qiling" when he was nineteen years old. I was stunned for a moment and realized: It turns out that Zhang Qiling is not just a name, but a title.

However, this title obviously became the name of this person, just like Genghis Khan.

"Holy crap!" Fatty said, "Then this Qi Ling is still an official title!"

"Qi Ling, if looked at alone, is indeed a word with other meanings. Qi Ling means to remove the soul of the deceased and transport the coffin to the ground. The Zhang family is a family of overthrows, so this Qi Ling may be a very important position. nickname." I said.

"If it is transporting the coffin into the burial ground, it should not be the job of the tomb robbers, but the job of the entombment and funeral procession. Then Zhang Qiling's position may be the person in the clan who specializes in encoffining the Zhang family building."

I nodded. This is a big discovery, and judging from the size of the tomb, this Zhang Qiling did hold a very important position. That's why this place is so luxurious and huge.

We cast our sights inside the coffin. Because the bones inside were exposed outside the coffin, many parts had turned into powder. There was something like cotton wool in the coffin. The fat man pushed those things aside to see the burial objects in the coffin.

The burial objects are under the corpse. The quilt under the body looked very neat, with only one corner turned over. We pushed aside the broken bones of the corpse, lifted up the rotten quilt, and saw a dozen burial objects neatly arranged there. There are various jade pendants, two pieces of leather products that are so rotten that they cannot be recognized, etc. In three other locations, we saw traces of things being placed, but the things had been taken away.

"It's really grave robbing," I said. While picking up a beeswax bracelet. This is a bunch of old beeswax with golden threads. It has turned black with age. As soon as I saw it I knew it was something from Tibet. Priceless. "But why did you only touch these few things? This bunch of old beeswax is at least worth a state-of-the-art off-road vehicle!"

The fat man took it. After looking at it, he put it on his hand directly: "You don't know the goods!" He said and kissed him, "Be good, don't be sad! Those people don't know the goods, fat man, I will love you."

"Can you get any more disgusting?" I said.

I picked out an agate necklace from the neat burial objects. Every three agates in the necklace are separated by an old coral, which is also something from Tibet. It seems that Zhang Qiling must have exchanged gifts with certain people in Tibet before - these were quite expensive gifts at the time.

The fat man accepted it as usual. I said: "This string of beads, judging from the number and quality of the agates on it, is quite valuable. And you see, there are Tibetan inscriptions on these corals, indicating that this string of beads probably has an origin.

The actual value may be even higher! None of these things were taken away, what did they take away? "

"I told you, there must not be many people who are as knowledgeable as our buddy, right? Maybe the three things they took away are much more valuable than these things, and you can eat them for several lifetimes," said the fat man. .

I looked at the marks left on the quilt by the three taken away burial objects. Two of them, I knew right away that they were two rings.

There were two rings, one big and one small: the big one was as big as a saucer, and the small one was like an ashtray. The fat man gestured: "Is it jade?"

I shook my head: "I don't know. But unless the jade ring is of extremely good quality, it will never be too expensive. This was especially true in the era when Guiying's group of people came in. Because the water for ancient jade was too deep. The value of jade in that era The price may be only one ten thousandth of what it is now. So, if you think purely from money, I don’t think it should be an ancient jade. It should be something very valuable at that time.”

"Besides jade rings, what else looks like this?" Fatty asked, "Could it be porcelain?"

I sighed and could only look at the long mark. The fat man looked at it like me, and he suddenly said: "Zhenzhen, do you think this long mark looks familiar?" I touched my chin, and it seemed that it felt familiar to him. But, I really can't figure out what it is.

"What do you think it looks like?" I looked at it for a long time. I asked him.

He seemed to have an idea, but couldn't grasp the details. There I went "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh..." for a long time. Suddenly he snapped his fingers. I looked up. He gestured. Said: "Knife, knife, black gold ancient knife!"

I also drew a few pictures, and kept thinking about the image of the unlucky magic weapon. Slowly, I started to sweat.

"It is indeed an ancient black gold sword, the length and width are quite similar." I said, "Holy crap!

Is this thing mass-produced? Everyone in the Zhang family has a hand? "

There was a scene in my mind of a large row of stuffed oil bottles and black gold ancient swords lining up to perform exercises - it was really scary, but it was also impressive enough.

"There will never be that many black gold ancient swords. If there was such forging technology in ancient times,

China has conquered the world long ago. "The fat man said, "My little brother's ancient black gold sword is a very finely crafted and perfectly forged sword. I mentioned it was hard to lift with both hands. This kind of knife must have been made by the most powerful knife maker in ancient times. Not only is the material difficult to obtain, but the blade must be forged perfectly and the weight must be so heavy. It is definitely not a traditional craft. It takes hundreds of attempts to achieve success. Therefore, there are probably no more than three black gold ancient swords on the market." I calmed down. Suddenly I thought of a possibility, and said to the fat man: "Suppose that Guiying and his team entered the Zhang family ancient building at that time. First, we can almost rule out the possibility of small tomb robbers or other masters entering, because entering here requires too much information, and it is impossible for a large organization to do so. So, this tomb was stolen basically because of the people in Guiying's team. "

In other words, it was this group of people who took away these two ring-shaped objects and this ancient black gold sword.

A lot of people in the final ghost team. Because the "fumigation" mechanism of the ancient building was activated, he died inside. But things must have been taken out.

So, is the ancient black gold sword that appeared in Uncle San's shop (later sold to Menyou Ping) the one that was stolen here?

I have a strong intuition: it must be, otherwise things won’t make sense!

So, why did the black gold ancient sword that the archaeological funeral team brought out from the ancient building fall into the hands of the third uncle? At the same time, why did the archaeological funeral team that entered the ancient building open the coffin, but after opening it, they only took away the black gold ancient knife and the two mysterious rings? What are those two mysterious rings?

It seems that many things have already started before I received the text message "Corn Eyes Yellow Sand" from my third uncle, but I didn't know it. The game has already entered a fever pitch.

"Look at this." I was thinking, and the fat man called me again. I walked over. He squatted on the opened coffin lid and pointed to the family tree carved on the inside of the coffin lid.

In the center of this genealogy is the name of the owner of the coffin, engraved as: Zhang Ruitong. Are you from the Rui generation? I thought to myself, there is a person named Zhang Ruishan in front of me.

The three characters "Zhang Qiling" on the side should be smaller. If you didn't look carefully, you might have thought that Zhang Ruiqi and Zhang Qiling were in a relationship.

This Zhang Ruixue had six children, two of whom also had descendants. The fat man pointed at one of them and said, "Look at this name."

I saw that one of Zhang Ruitong's two grandsons was named: Zhang Qishan. Lord Zhang.

I scratched my head and smiled with interest. ***, finally found tangible evidence. To be continued