Chapter 1194: Treasure hunt left behind
Chapter 1194: Treasure hunt left behind
During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Cao Zhi wrote a poem: "Pearls are intertwined with jade bodies, and corals are intertwined with trees."
This refers to red coral.
Red coral also has another name, called red gold.
Westerners refer to coral, pearls and amber as the three major gems in nature.
China was the first country to develop coral.
It was recorded as early as "Shan Hai Jing".
Just seeing red coral does not determine the age of the deceased.
But looking at the natural shape of the coral, underneath is the base of golden nanmu, which is exquisitely carved and complements the red coral.
"Purely natural red coral ornaments, the specific price is difficult to estimate." Lin Ran replied roughly.
"This guy is really rich." Wang Jinpeng happily put the red coral aside for fear of breaking it.
There is no one who can build a large tomb who is not a prince or aristocrat.
Their wealth during their lifetime will only become more exaggerated.
Death is the only fair thing.
The thing in his mouth should be used to keep his face.
It still did not stop the decay of his body. The biggest difference between him and the civilians in the mass graves at this moment was that he had not been turned into nourishment. All that was left in the world was a white skeleton.
Wang Jinpeng and the others are not as emotionally delicate as Lin Ran.
Instead, he took out his belongings one after another.
"He died wearing a gold ring. Let me see what words are engraved on the gold ring?" Wang Jinpeng took off a piece of jewelry from his finger.
There is text?
"Show me." Lin Ran was not polite at all. If Wang Jinpeng could figure out the secret, it would be up to him, so it would be more reliable to leave it to him to study.
At the base of the ring, it does look like the shape of words.
However, it is neither Xiaozhuan nor regular script, so is it Yinwen?
Each word in the Yin text has no meaning when taken alone. Only when combined can we know what it is.
There is only one word here, and it is highly unlikely that it is a sinister character.
It seems that as long as the characters on it are deciphered, the age of the tomb owner can be known.
Lin Ran wiped the ring, handed it to Wang Jinpeng, and whispered: "Keep it safe."
Lin Ran had no intention of handing over this item that could reveal the identity of the tomb owner.
Wang Jinpeng understood, wrapped it in white cloth and put it in his pocket.
Others also pretended not to see it and continued to rummage through the items inside.
In addition to coral ornaments, there were also piles of jewelry on both sides of the coffin. I picked up one and looked at it. It was a huge and round pearl.
Under the illumination of the flashlight, it emits a little brilliance.
At this time, Wang Jinpeng finally noticed the wooden box on the left hand of the corpse.
He wanted to take out the wooden box, but found that he couldn't move it even after pulling twice.
This frightened him, but upon closer inspection, it turned out that the bones of the male corpse had been connected to the wooden box.
It can be seen that the owner attached great importance to this wooden box during his lifetime and would hold it tightly after his death.
The people holding his funeral obviously knew this and helped him pose.
"What should I do?" Wang Jinpeng asked Lin Ran.
If you continue to use brute force to pull it off, it is very likely that the male corpse's hand will be torn off.
It is very important to ensure the integrity of the body.
"Open the box and take out the contents." Lin Ran said.
The box itself isn’t important, it’s what’s inside that matters.
"Understood." Wang Jinpeng was also brave. Because his hands were not long enough, he stepped directly on the edge of the coffin and tried to open the wooden box.
But the moment he touched the wooden box, there was a vibration in the tomb.
"An earthquake?"
This is a mountain, and the consequences of an earthquake would be disastrous.
They may be buried here, and none of these cultural relics can be left behind.
"Isn't it a punishment from God?" Wang Jinpeng muttered.
Then, like the others, he squatted beside the coffin and held his head in his hands.
This is the best defensive posture to prevent your head from being hit by debris from above during an earthquake.
The vibration lasted for about 2 minutes and then stopped.
Wang Jinpeng was ready to go back again to pick up the contents of the wooden box.
He was also anxious and went into battle with both hands.
Since the wooden box is difficult to open, try to separate its hands.
He used a knife to cut the adhering parts, and saw that the wooden box was about to be taken out of the skeleton's hands.
Suddenly a cool breeze blew.
Lin Ran suddenly felt that the wind was strange. It was not blowing from the entrance behind him.
Instead, it came from in front of him, from where the coffin was.
"Whoosh" shuddered.
Changes occurred suddenly.
The surrounding candles were blown out, and at the same time, their flashlights began to loom, and soon went completely dark.
"Who is it?" Lao Hei, who was calm and composed, also felt frightened.
Xu Ning grabbed Lin Ran's hand tightly and said, "Brother Lin, what is going on?"
He really wanted to hear the two highly educated people in the team explain it to him in a scientific way.
But Lin Ran was a little confused at this time. He didn't realize what was going on and shook his head.
Wang Jinpeng was only briefly frightened and said with a smile: "Are you angry if you touch your box? I insist on taking it away."
After speaking, he increased the strength in his hands. Now he only thinks about rendezvous with his teammates, not caring about whether he will harm the body.
It was pulled out instantly.
Lin Ran suddenly had a strange feeling.
This kind of wind only occurs when there is a difference in air pressure between indoors and outdoors.
When they are indoors, they feel like the wind is blowing in their faces.
There is only one case.
It was the tomb door that was opened.
It's a pity that the flashlight can't illuminate now.
I wanted to look back at the outer path with the longevity lamp, but it was also dark outside.
Wang Jinpeng took down the wooden box, came to Lin Ran, and asked, "Brother Lin, let's withdraw."
"Shh." Lin Ran heard something unusual.
There were some faint voices outside, whispering in Mandarin.
After paying close attention, they were actually talking about how to enter the tomb.
"I don't recommend lighting up the lights now. It's better to wait until the wind blows out."
A somewhat familiar voice came.
Hong Wu and Lao Hei thought it was nothing, but everyone else was shocked. This was Liu Jingfeng's voice.
"Old..." Wang Jinpeng was about to shout, but before the words came out of his mouth, Lin Ran quickly covered his mouth.
"Stop talking." Lin Ran felt a little strange.
"Is there any sound inside?"
"I didn't hear it."
"Could someone have gone in?"
"There may be other pathways, but this is definitely not the right time to start a fire."
Their conversation had no tone, but Lin Ran had a feeling.
Liu Jingfeng is being held hostage.
Treasure hunt!
How come they are behind me?
Lin Ran was puzzled.
There was no place to hide in the tomb.
There must be quite a few of them, and there were rapid footsteps at the door.
Because Wang Jinpeng's impulsive behavior just now also made them wary.
"Let's hide and check the situation first." Lin Ran felt that everything was too abrupt and it was difficult for him to digest it.
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