Although the body was completely soaked, we still recognized that the tattoo was a unicorn tattoo. But after a while, you will know that this can't be the little brother.
Although the tattoos are very similar, they are much rougher and the skin is darker. Most importantly, this person has a lot of gray hair in his hair.
We put the body in the water again, because the smell was so unpleasant. The moment he entered the water, I realized that this corpse turned out to be Papa Panma.
He should have entered here with the stuffy oil bottle team. I said to my heart, I don’t know why I died here.
The last time I saw Paddy Inventory, his condition seemed to be irritated and crazy. I don't know if he is really crazy or pretending to be crazy.
He hasn't appeared since, and I have no interest in his affairs. A person like him, who could kill so many people for a few bags of grain before, and maintains inextricably linked with that ghost, must be a small profit-oriented person. No matter what his purpose is to track the stuffy oil bottle team, I have no interest in guessing.
The body slowly sank again. The entire corpse was already swollen and looked terrifying. Papa Panma is a very old person. Now the water soaks his body so that no wrinkles can be seen. If it weren't for the stuffy oil bottle, I would really think that this is the body of the stuffy oil bottle.
Panma is a tragedy in this life. However, he is well deserved. Everyone must pay for what they do. Panma has such a result now, which is actually quite cost-effective.
We turned over, walked up the steps, and walked into the curtain. I have experienced so much before opening the curtain, and I am not stingy, and no longer have any hesitation or curiosity.
Inside the curtain is a big bed made of jade. There was nothing on the big bed, empty.
The fat man asked, "Why is there nothing? In such a big battle, there is nothing in the biggest tomb?"
I asked the fat man: "You have been in many ancient tombs, do you think this is a coffin bed?"
"From a high level, it is very likely." Fatty said.
I said: "Look at this coffin bed, there are deep traces of being pressed for a long time. Obviously, there should be a very heavy coffin once pressed on this jade bed.
However, this coffin is now missing. "I felt the marks on the coffin bed-this must not be a mark drawn by a wooden coffin, no matter how heavy the wood is, it is impossible to draw such an effect.
Because this kind of jade is particularly hard, it can produce such an effect, either in a metal coffin or on the outer edge of a wooden coffin with a large number of metal fittings.
I think the latter is more likely, because the coffins we see above are almost all wooden. Moreover, the corpses inside are basically boned.
A complete metal coffin can be cast here if there is ore. But in this room, I didn't see any traces of smelting stoves used for many years. In ancient times, if you really want to smelt metal utensils, you need more than ordinary ostentation.
At the same time, smelting also requires a lot of coal. Since the Zhang family has designed such a visionary plan for planting trees here, it shows that wood must be their first choice.
This can be inferred from the fact that the wooden coffin we saw above is exactly the same as the wood used in the ancient building.
The process of building such an ancient building in the deep mountains is already very impressive, and the details are worse.
"It's gone. Does the coffin have long legs, can I go?" The fat man said, "These days, the coffin in the ancient building of the Zhang family can also be refined. This is not a transformer coffin! I rely on it, I will do it later. But fucking hard!"
"I think this coffin has been removed. They vacated this place, it should be prepared to store another corpse." I said. I looked at the marks on the jade bed-these marks were not left when the coffin was placed, but when the coffin was taken away. But the year of these traces cannot be judged.
I looked around the coffin bed and found that on the steps I came up, there were several holes on each side.
In ancient times, drilling a hole in a stone was a very ingenious technique, and many holes were polished very finely. However, none of these holes were penetrated vertically, and clear spiral traces could be felt inside.
The holes were drilled very deep, which was impossible with ancient technology. Think about it should be produced by modern drilling machinery-I don't know if it is manual or gasoline. Obviously, simple hoisting equipment has been installed here. I guessed it was right.
The fat man nodded: "I understand. You mean, the corpse they wanted to bring in was intended to be placed here, so they first removed the coffin that was placed here. The so-called dove occupying the magpie's nest is like this. . But why is there nothing on it now? What about the corpses they brought in?"
Whether the corpse was successfully transported in, in fact, no one knows. I regretted that I didn't look for the ghost to ask carefully. Did they succeed in bringing the body in? However, I think it should be a success.
Otherwise, with the habit of organization, one failure will inevitably lead to a second time. There was only one archaeology in Ba Nai, and from Agui’s narrative, the leaving team seemed to be very normal and belonged to the category of triumph.
"What should I do now?" I looked around and found that there was nowhere to go. In addition, I also know that we are basically surrounded by quicksand, and now our position is in the middle of the quicksand layer we just walked on.
If my calculation is correct, the position of the quicksand layer we walked through should be above our heads.
At that time, I wondered why a layer of quicksand was so shallow that both feet could touch it to the end. Thinking about it now, it was entirely because there was a tomb in the quicksand, and the top of the tomb was touched by the foot.
If you don't know which secret road can be passed down, and you want to dig it down from other places, it is completely impossible to achieve. Such fine sand must have been specially treated, and it is impossible for us to carry out any works on it.
I asked the fat man if it was good, it turned out to be a dead end here. Based on all the clues available now, the most probable situation turned out to be-he came up from the coffin bed at that time, and he walked out from here and passed the secret road to the first floor of the ancient building.
But there was no exit around the coffin bed, so the fat man and I started to explore the tomb separately, hoping to find useful clues as soon as possible. You know, so many people come out of here, it is impossible to leave nothing. I believe there must be some clues that can help us.
Sure enough, the fat man found a cigarette butt by the root of a wall.
"Yes. Naive, they came out from here. This is'Yuxi'. I just saw this kind of cigarette on a buddy who was hanging up." The fat man said, "This buddy is carrying a piece of this kind of cigarette. Well, it must be a big smoker. He must have smoked this cigarette."
When I got to the fat man's side, I looked around the cigarette butt and found that there were still a few cigarette butts stuffed in the gap on the side of the tomb wall.
The placement of the cigarette butts is very scattered-this situation is either a very boring person who is smoking and stuffing into the gap, or it is a scene formed by a lot of people smoking here.
I guess the reason for the formation of this scene is basically the latter. But it's strange, why would they all gather under this wall to smoke
This is not the bottom of the old wall-everyone smokes and chats together to watch the sun rise and sunset, and boringly mess around. There are too many places to smoke here. So many of them gather here to smoke. Could it be that the hole is behind this wall
But this also doesn't make sense. I said to my heart. Who the hell stipulates that he must smoke where he comes from. Moreover, according to the fat man, the process of coming in was extremely stressful. Many people have been poisoned. There is no reason to smoke after coming in.
I said to the fat man, "Let’s recreate the situation. If you were a poisoned person and you entered here with all your hardships, what would you do?"
The fat man said, "I must be panting, lying where I can lie down. If it's not for the boss kicking my butt, or there is some danger behind me, I must lie down until I can alleviate it."
"Do you smoke when you relax?"
"Damn, then you have to see when it is. If I am seven times a night, I will not only have to smoke, but also a few bowls of bullwhip soup to make up for it. But if I get poisoned here, I will be angry. Isn’t that a case of death if you can’t catch your breath and smoke?”
I nodded, it was the same as I thought. The fat man continued: "What do you ask this for?"
I told the fat man what I thought. The fat man said: "Ah, let me tell you, looking at all the places here, the best place to smoke is the steps over there.
There is a wider field of vision, and you can sit and smoke. And here, either squatting at the root of the wall, or just standing, how aggrieved. So this position must be exquisite. I told you, it's like a situation, like waiting for a woman to go to the bathroom! "
"What goes to the toilet?" I wondered. The fat man said, "Have you never been in love? I tell you, women are particularly troublesome. They spend enough time in the bathroom to play three rounds of mahjong. So, if a few friends go shopping together, the women will all go to the bathroom, then The men of these women must find a place to smoke immediately, usually by staying next to the wall of the toilet. You can imagine a scene—the night wind is rustling, a few men smoking cigarettes, shrinking their shoulders, laughing at each other bitterly, talking about what they really want Things to talk about. After they leave, the scene there will be exactly the same as the situation here."
I scratched my head, unable to understand, and said, "You mean, it's because the old lady Huo and the girls in the team suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom, so the men have to avoid it?"
"I look at the number of cigarette butts here. It seems that it is not quite right. Mrs. Huo doesn't always go to the toilet and also take care of makeup, right?" Fatty said, "I think it is similar to the nature of going to the toilet, but it costs to do it. It’s much longer than going to the toilet.
But as far as I am concerned, this incident should not be something like taking off your clothes for rescue if you are injured. If you want to rescue, then no one can care about it, there is no manners or bad manners, and men don't need to avoid it at all. Therefore, I think the biggest possibility is-women change clothes. "
"Change clothes? Why do you want to change clothes suddenly? Isn't it a dinner party? There are also front and back dresses?"
The fat man thought for a while, and suddenly looked at the coffin river: "It's wet, their clothes are wet! They came out of the water!"