Sun Weimin and the other two chatted as they walked along the road after experiencing the Heavenly Thunder Punishment. It was still bright when they arrived at their destination. In order not to arouse the suspicion of passers-by, the three of them found a leeward place and began to talk nonsense. They told stories about gods and ghosts. Of course, the main speaker was the half-immortal Sun Weimin. Was this his old profession? After telling stories one after another, Old Hu and Fatty still felt that it was not enough and urged Sun Weimin to continue. Sun Weimin had no choice but to use the Investiture of the Gods to fool the two of them. Hearing this, the two of them started to doze off. Old Hu said angrily," I've heard this story before when I was naked. Stop it."
Just like that, Sun Weimin finally got some rest. He lay in the woods and began to recuperate. It was just that the ground was a little wet after the rain, making him feel wet and itchy. While waiting for the sky to turn dark, Sun Weimin roughly went through the experience of the past year in his mind. There were a few suspicious points that were worth paying attention to.
The first was why his father wanted him to dig up Cao Cao's tomb and why he wanted Heavenly Sword. This was very likely related to the 'Dragon Ancestor Crypt' that the strange old man had mentioned. It seemed that he needed to go to Mount Kunlun to take a look when he had the time.
The second was why his father suddenly disappeared. This was also very strange. Since his father dared to let him take such a big risk to get Heavenly Sword, it meant that he valued Heavenly Sword very much. There was no reason for him to hide and not meet anyone. There must be another reason. It seemed that he still needed to go to Second Martial Uncle's house to ask.
The third was that his father had told him to do more 'work'. Sun Weimin couldn't understand this at first, but the strange old man had said the same thing a few days ago, so he couldn't help but be suspicious. Sun Weimin guessed that they wanted to train themselves. It seemed that big trouble would appear in a year. Moreover, it was very likely to be related to the bandit fight. As for the exact situation, he did not know.
The fourth was the problem of his teacher. It had been more than four years since Sun Weimin started to wander around, so he knew a little about Taoism. The current situation of Daoism was not very good. The number of followers was far from the past. Each sect could be roughly divided into two forces. One was the sects in the south--the Taoist Master Sect, the Taoist Master Sect of Longhu Mountain, the Taoist Master Sect of Maoshan, the Lingbao Sect of Gezao Mountain, and the Jingming Sect. All the Taoist schools in the south, except for Ge Hong's Jindan Sect, belonged to the Taoist Cultivation Sect, and the others belonged to the Talisman Sect, which later merged into the Zhengyi Sect.
In the north, there were the Northern Celestial Master Sect and the Quanzhen Sect, while the modern sects only had the Quanzhen Sect and the Zheng Sect. The Quan Zhen Sect was mostly in the north while the Righteous Sect was mostly in the south. (This will be introduced in the future as the plot goes on. It will also draw out the historical relationship between many sects, so I won't talk about it now.)
However, Sun Weimin had never figured out which faction he belonged to, and his father did not say anything. It seemed that there were secrets here too.
All in all, all the questions were on the kidnapper's father. It seemed that he needed to find him as soon as possible. Sun Weimin secretly made plans.
Just like that, the three of them were bored until dark. Seeing that no one else appeared, they began to dig a hole. They dug until midnight when Fatty finally informed them that they had dug it out. He said dejectedly," It's a brick-made vertical pit. It should be a Song tomb. It seems to be a single-room tomb. It doesn't look like there's much oil. I don't know if it's been dug out. I'll go down and take a look after I've taken a breather." The news that Fatty brought wasn't very good. The vertical pit was a common form of burial in the Song Dynasty. It was to dig a deep pit and make it look like a room. It would be considered a tomb if it was covered with a roof. Moreover, there were not many sacrificial funerals in Song tombs. They were not as grand as in the Han and Jin Dynasties. There were only some bowls, jars, plates, and coins. These were single-room funerals, and the tomb owner was not very rich.
However, the porcelain of the Song Dynasty was still very good. The five famous kilns of Ding, Ru, Guan, Ge, and Jun were famous. If one could touch one or two, it would not be a waste.
" Let's go. Why would a palm-sized vertical acupoint dissipate qi?" Old Hu said as he climbed in first. After that, it was Sun Weimin, and finally Fatty. After entering, Old Hu lit a lamp in the corner, but he was only doing this to check the oxygen. With the help of the Half Fairy, even if there was a big dumpling, he did not have to run away. This was the advantage of a strong team.
The three of them used their flashlights to carefully scan the tomb. They found a few broken earthen jars in the corner of the wall, saving them a lip-painted coffin. It seemed that the quality of the coffin was not bad. It did not fall apart. It was probably because the water vapor did not stop. The paint was also well preserved. However, after the three of them brought it into the wind, it began to turn a little black.
Old Hu saw that all his hope was in the coffin. He prayed to himself," Ancestor, please bless me. Let me touch a few pieces of porcelain." He didn't even think about it. Your ancestor, Cao Cao, had already let you touch them. Would he still bless you?
"Fatty, lift the coffin," Old Hu said as he started to lift the wooden wedge at the bottom of the coffin.
In ancient times, coffins did not need nails. Instead, they used leather straps to tie the bottom and lid of the coffin together. He tied three horizontal ropes and two vertical ropes. The horizontal direction of the wooden board was long, and the vertical direction of the wooden board was short. This was the origin of the "three long and two short".
Originally, it referred to the seams of the clothes. This referred to the wooden wedge that connected the coffin cover and the coffin bottom. It was wide at both ends and narrow in the middle. It was inserted into the ridges on both sides of the coffin mouth to make the cover and the coffin close. The lapel was used together with the leather strip to secure the coffin cover. Later on, when nails were used to nail the coffin lid, it was convenient and fast, and the lapel was gradually eliminated.
The coffin used to collect the corpse was made of pine and cypress, and willow wood was taboo. Pine and cypress symbolized longevity. Willow trees do not bear seeds, some people think that this will lead to no descendants. In some places, coffins made of cypress wood had to be mixed with some cedar wood. It was said that coffins made entirely of cypress wood would be struck by the sky (lightning). After the longevity wood was made, it could not be moved. As the saying went, moving it casually was not good for the person. The outside of the coffin was usually painted vermilion with gold characters. There were also paintings of flowers and birds.
The most exquisite and precious (and also rare) was the dark wood, followed by the golden nanmu and cypress. Generally, it could be said that the 13-round Chinese firs were used to carve a coffin. Except for those that had already been painted, they were all buried in white stubble, then painted (the big paint was baked with charcoal fire once). Later, they had to write on the coffin head (white flat characters) and draw lotus flowers behind the coffin.
After Old Hu and Fatty picked up the wooden wedge, they began to pick up the coffin board. However, after a few tries, they did not lift it. Old Hu cursed in his heart," F * ck! What the hell? What happened to this coffin?”，After Old Hu finished speaking, he also felt that he had been too abrupt. What the hell was he mentioning at this time? He immediately spat and said," Pei, pei, pei, what I said just now doesn't count." Hearing this, Fatty Sun Weimin was dumbfounded. He thought," This is too shameless. How can this be?"
As Fatty was in a hurry to get something, he ignored Old Hu. He held back his strength and lifted the coffin a few more times, but it still did not work. He shook his head and said,"No, it seems that this coffin has a mechanism."
When Old Hu heard this, he scolded,"Machine gun!" There's a trap in this broken coffin?" It seemed that Old Hu didn't agree with Fatty's opinion. He urged Sun Weimin," Come and see if it's true." Old Hu didn't continue, but the three of them knew what he meant.
After listening to Old Hu's words, Sun Weimin took the flashlight and looked at the coffin up and down a few times. He didn't find any signs of Fu, so he reached out and touched the coffin. When he touched the coffin's head, he stopped and said seriously," There is a nail here. Come out and let me see." He looked very uncomfortable.
When Old Hu and Fatty heard that there were nails on the coffin, they also felt strange. This ancient person was very afraid of nails on the coffin, so they felt that the problem was not good. The two of them stepped forward and used a stick to pull out the nail on the coffin head. It was really long, longer than a palm. Old Hu looked at this strange nail and felt very uncomfortable. He immediately handed it to Sun Weimin.
Sun Weimin took the nail and gestured with his hand, saying coldly,"Take out the one at the end of the coffin for me to see."
When Old Hu and Fatty went to the back of the coffin to remove the nails, Sun Weimin just stared at the coffin without saying anything, as if he was thinking about something. When Old Hu took out the nails behind him and handed them to Sun Weimin, Sun Weimin muttered," The nails are nine inches and nine inches long. They are in the coffin." After saying that, he put the long nail back into his body and gritted his teeth." Let's open the coffin and see."
Since the half-immortal had given way, Old Hu and the others were not polite. This time, they really lifted the coffin with all their strength. The three of them looked up at the coffin and felt a wave of disgust rush to their throats. Old Hu retched,"Vow ~ Vow ~ F * ck, this is too disgusting." Fatty was the same, retching non-stop. Sun Weimin was prepared, so he only slightly flipped his stomach and said angrily,"What is that old guy thinking? Isn't he asking me to find trouble for nothing?!" Sooner or later, I'll settle the score with him!"
(As usual, one chapter in the morning and two chapters in the evening. 10,000 words a day. Everyone read it first. Help me introduce it to others. This old man here thanks everyone.)
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