Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 271 Knock

"The coffin is underneath!" Old Zhou stood in the center of the main tomb chamber, his eyes fixed on a pile of earth, his tone carrying a hint of excitement.

When ancient emperors and generals were buried, a coffin was usually covered with a layer of outer coffin to protect the coffin. Lao Zhou swept the beam of his flashlight across the soil and vaguely saw the outline of the outer coffin.

"Son! Dig quickly!" Old Zhou called out. The two of them picked up shovels and began to carefully clean the soil.

As the soil was peeled off layer by layer, the wood of the coffin gradually appeared. Old Zhou reached out and knocked on the wood, carefully identified it, and whispered, "It's catalpa wood.

The Zhou Dynasty had a strict system of coffins, stipulating that the emperor's coffins must be four layers, with the innermost coffin being called "椑", and the outer layers being "地也", "属" and "大冠". The material of the large coffin was mostly catalpa wood.

However, a hint of doubt arose in Lao Zhou's heart.

Everything went so well.

It has been at least 2,000 years since the Spring and Autumn Period, how could there still be such a complete tomb passage? The coffin inside is also so complete.

Haven’t you seen on TV that the tombs of the Han Dynasty are all crushed beyond recognition?

The coffins were stacked one on top of the other, like nesting dolls. They didn't need to dig out all of them, just a corner, and they would be able to get to the innermost coffin.

only……

However, when they broke through the first layer of coffin wood, Xiao Zhou suddenly exclaimed: "Dad, something is wrong!"

Old Zhou leaned over to take a look and found a coffin directly exposed from the outer coffin. The coffin was square, with edges and corners, which was completely different from the style of the outer coffin.

"Hiss..." Old Zhou frowned, measured the thickness of the coffin with his hands, and whispered: "The emperor's coffin is eight inches thick, and the official's coffin is six inches thick. This is indeed eight inches, that's right! But how can there be a coffin directly inside?"

He looked at the coffin carefully, frowning even more tightly: "Also, the size of this coffin doesn't look like it's from the Spring and Autumn Period."

The more Old Zhou looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong. The specifications of this coffin were clearly from the Song Dynasty.

In a tomb from the Spring and Autumn Period, a coffin from later times was actually dug out? What's going on?
This can't be a tourist attraction, right?

There can't be cement and steel bars behind those tomb passages, right?
Lao Zhou was a little panicked, and even a ridiculous picture emerged in his mind: a person suddenly appeared and accused them of coming to the tourist attraction for no reason...

He gritted his teeth, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said, "Keep digging, dig out all the coffins! I want to see what's going on!"

Xiao Zhou looked embarrassed: "Dig them all?"

"Yes! Dig them all!" Old Zhou nodded firmly.

The two worked hard again and finally cleaned the dirt off the coffin. Then, they carefully knocked open the coffin wood with a shovel, and the scene in front of them stunned them instantly.

Nine coffins, arranged in a circle, lay there quietly.

The coffins are of different ages, ranging from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Qin and Han Dynasties, and then to the Tang and Song Dynasties, covering almost every dynasty.

"Dad! What's going on!" Xiao Zhou widened his eyes, stunned by the scene before him, and his voice trembled.

He had never seen such a strange situation in his life.

Not to mention him, even Lao Zhou encountered it for the first time.

Whose grave has nine coffins? They are big enough for two mahjong tables.

Old Zhou pretended to be calm and said, "Son! It seems that our wealth for several lifetimes is gone, but we still have wealth for one lifetime!"

"Open the coffin!" The most valuable things in the tomb are usually among the burial objects in the coffin.
"Dad! Why do I feel a little creepy?" Xiao Zhou felt a chill on his neck, as if something was blowing cold air on his neck.

"You've been in this business for more than a decade, why are you still so timid!" Lao Zhou snorted coldly and patted a coffin from the Spring and Autumn Period: "In our line of work, some are cheated by their peers, some are caught by the police, and some die of illness! The only thing that hasn't happened is that no one has been killed by the stuff in here!"

He said to his son earnestly: "You are young, you must believe in science!"

"...Okay!" After being scolded by his father, Xiao Zhou had to lower his head and stop talking, working with Lao Zhou to pry open the coffin nails.

Soon, they used tools to remove the nails on the coffin, and then Lao Zhou took out a dusty Xuanji ruler.

It was a token of their lineage's inheritance, three feet six inches long, made from meteorite iron, with the twelve zodiac signs engraved on it.

But due to the passage of time, the twelve zodiac signs engraved on it have been worn away and turned into a gray iron ruler.

He took a ruler and tapped the coffin three times gently.

One sound is “dragon roar”, two sounds are “tiger roar”, three sounds are “ghost cry”, three sounds determine good or bad luck!
After knocking, he found nothing unusual, so he put away the ruler and motioned Xiao Zhou to help him push open the coffin lid.

"Dad, didn't you say you should believe in science? Why do you have to use the Xuan Ji ruler to predict good and bad luck?" Xiao Zhou couldn't help but complain when he saw Lao Zhou like this.

Just now he was talking about science, but the next moment he's doing these nonsense things.

"This is a custom and tradition! This way, the ancestors will bless us!" Old Zhou gently pushed open the coffin lid. What he used just now was the official "Xingshumen" coffin opening ceremony.

Afterwards, he used a flashlight to find the inside of the coffin, and saw a skeleton, a few pieces of clothing, and some dust-covered funerary objects.

He reached into the coffin and touched the head with experience. Some important burial objects were under the head.

After a while, he touched a few jade-like objects. He took them out and identified them under the light of the flashlight. They were the jade objects used for burial!
"I'm rich!" Old Zhou's eyes sparkled.

Xiao Zhou's eyes also lit up. The father and son felt around for the jade artifacts in the coffin and pushed the most valuable bones aside.

In the eyes of archaeologists, those jade artifacts are not as valuable as the skeleton! But in their eyes, bones are not as valuable as jade artifacts.

After touching the first coffin, they looked at the other eight coffins with greed in their eyes. If the other eight coffins were as rich as this, they really wouldn't have to worry about their lives!

So, the father and father excitedly opened the second coffin, but to their surprise, the second coffin from the Qin and Han Dynasties was empty.

"Dad, is there any empty coffin?" Xiao Zhou asked puzzledly.

"Don't worry about it, open the others!" Although Lao Zhou had doubts in his heart, he continued to open the other coffins.

No matter what the situation is, the jade artifact I just touched cannot be fake.

After opening several coffins in succession, they were all empty, which made Lao Zhou and Xiao Zhou feel more and more anxious.

Why are they all empty?

When they came to the fifth Song Dynasty style coffin, Xiao Zhou removed the coffin nails, and Lao Zhou knocked on it three times with the Xuan Ji ruler.

Suddenly a voice sounded in this silent tomb.

"Knock your sister! Are you annoying?"

(End of this chapter)