We got into the car one after another. Grandpa's car left first. About five minutes later, our car also got on the road. I saw that my uncle was still in the village, slowly eating the roasted buns. I knew that he was staying behind to cover the rear.
The car was moving slowly. "What's wrong?" I asked my uncle. Where are we going?"
"Continue digging the grave!" his uncle said.
"Then why are you walking so slowly?" I asked.”
"Isn't this to prevent the same thing from happening? If we drive slowly, others will think that we're here for sightseeing! Understand?"
I nodded and continued to eat the buns.
His uncle said," I'm talking about you. You left some for me, so I bought a few. If we weren't leaving, I wouldn't have gone to buy baked buns. Why did you beat me to it?"”
I handed him a roasted bun. He started eating while driving. I asked,"Second Uncle, did we gain a lot this time? Didn't you find the relic?"
"That's enough!" his uncle said. Even the black gold was dug out, but it was not as valuable as that string of beads!”
I asked,"Is gold not as good as rotten stones?"”
Uncle looked at me with disdain." Gold? Our craftsmanship can't compare to foreign countries when it comes to making gold. We don't dare to take it to the people of China for appraisal. They can't be sure if it's real or fake. Therefore, it was fine if he met someone who knew the goods, but if he couldn't, he could only sell it by weight!”
"How much can that string of beads sell for?"”
"It's a bead!" It was hard to say. If the foreigner liked it, he could get 10 million!”
"Ah?" Only 10 million! So many people built graves around this thing!”
"US dollars!" It was directly cashed in US dollars! Do you think that bead is very ordinary? He didn't even know if there was a purple Vajra in this world!”
He roared at me, but I ignored him and continued to eat the roasted buns. "Where are the silver beans?" I asked.”
"That?" He wanted to sell it together with the elephant stomach! It's valuable!"
"Oh, where are we going now?"”
Second Uncle was sleeping in the backseat. At this moment, he suddenly jumped up and said,"Give me a roasted bun!"
He really gave me a fright and I almost choked. I said angrily,"Can you not be so shocked? You scared me to death!"
"Your uncle couldn't wake me up at that time, so he called me out for fresh air!" Second Uncle said angrily. What do you think?"
I turned around to look at my uncle. He was actually very calm. He was still smacking his lips and eating the roasted buns. I looked at him. This guy was really a good guy. "Where are we going now?" I repeated.”
Second Uncle said as he ate the roasted buns,"Hmph!" Kid, I'll let you see something new this time!”
Why are you keeping me in suspense again! I asked," What new stuff have I not seen before? Even an elephant can die from a bullet, and its eyes are even embedded with gems! Humph!"
Second Uncle sucked the oil from the grilled bun and patted my shoulder with his oily hand."This time, I'll show you some advanced technology!”
His uncle also laughed out loud. I was very puzzled. Since when did these two have such a tacit understanding to play with me together? "Where are we going?" I asked.”
"Not far!" his uncle said. I guess this is also your first time hearing it. Let's go to Tile Stone Gorge Village!”
I was surprised." This…This is the first time I've heard of this place! What did he mean? Is it a place with a lot of tiles and stones? Tile? Is it also an ancient village?"
"Why are you so imaginative?" his uncle said disdainfully. Washixia was a Uighur word. It was a big city with a lot of people and a lot of noise. It was a big city in ancient times!”
"Why haven't I heard of it before?" I asked suspiciously. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be worse than the Silk Road. Think about it, there were many people and it was very noisy.”
Second Uncle finished eating the roasted buns and took out a bottle of wine." That's because the trees were cut down and the people ran away! However, I think it's very likely that it will all be played overnight!”
I was shocked. It couldn't be done overnight. Even if it was a typhoon, it couldn't be done overnight!”
His uncle lit a cigarette." Your grandfather said so. Look at the map yourself. There's no village in front of or behind that place. If all the trees are cut down, where are these people going? After walking for a short while, the water would be gone. There was no water in the desert. What kind of concept was that?”
I think about how uncomfortable it was when Grandpa and I ran away. " We haven't walked on our feet yet. Back then, the ancients only had carriages and walked. Without water, we were basically fixed.
Second Uncle continued," Actually, two hundred years ago, there should have been some trees. You'll know when you go. There were a lot of dead trees! However, it's just too little. Your grandfather probably had a sandstorm back then, and it was quite unprecedented. After the sandstorm, those who were still alive might have thought that the heavens were angry and would definitely offer sacrifices. After the sacrifice, there was no effect, so the people fled one after another. In the end, they basically all died in the desert!”
I nodded. The surrounding scenery seemed to tell me everything. When I left Ruoqiang County, the surrounding area was very desolate. The land was heavily desertified and there were basically no green plants. Occasionally, there would be green grass growing together with the Achnatherum splendens. Judging from the trend, these scattered grasses would also be swallowed by the Achnatherum splendens. This grass was very powerful. Not only did it have a strong survival ability, but it also had a strong repelling ability. Although there were only a few roots on the top, the roots under the soil were very developed. Other grass had no space to absorb a trace of water. Other than the water droplets in the air at night, perhaps they could only struggle to survive. The slope in the distance looked as if it had been cut by the heavens. It had distinct edges and corners, and the ravines that appeared from time to time were shocking. Looking at this scene, I instantly felt my mouth go dry. Perhaps he had eaten the bun too quickly, but his stomach started to swell again.
I opened the kettle and gulped down the water. His uncle wasn't in a hurry to drink." Why haven't you improved? Eat grilled buns and drink cold water. If you have a stomachache later, don't let us see your butt again!”
I held the kettle and looked at him blankly." Ah? What should he do then? Why don't I rub my stomach?”
Second Uncle said,"A half-grown boy is easy to raise. It's fine!" You'll be fine after taking a shit!"
"This time, we have to dig this grave completely and see what's inside," said his uncle.”
My curiosity was piqued." Uncle, tell me, what exactly is there?”
His uncle said," Actually, when we first saw that grave, we felt that it was very strange. Why was it just a lonely grave? Moreover, it had been there for some years. If I hadn't been looking for a place to poop, I really wouldn't have known that it was a grave!”
I listened with great interest. Uncle continued,"That time, your grandfather and I went to check out the place to see if there was any place to dig. When we passed by Tile Stone Gorge Village, I suddenly had a stomachache and looked for a place to poop. In the end, before I could squat down, I felt a kind of attraction that brought me to a place.”
I find it strange. Could this be the legendary ghost luring people? "Is there a ghost?"
"What ghost?" His uncle said disdainfully,"But I feel that there is indeed something." I asked your grandfather to come over and see if he felt like he was being pulled by something! Guess what your grandfather said?"
"What did he say?"
"He said there's a grave nearby!" But after looking for a long time, I couldn't see anything!”
"Did you find it?" I asked.”
"Found it!" said his uncle. Your grandfather found it by feeling!"
I was shocked and asked,"What? Digging a grave still depends on one's feelings?"
"Of course!" said his uncle. Your grandfather found it with that faint attraction! There was a spot where the suction force was slightly stronger!”
"Attraction?" Could it be that there are magnets installed under the grave and you happen to have iron products on you?”
"Aiya! I can't tell that you've improved! That's right! Yes, it was! This is the first time I've seen a mine. This is really a case of no silver here. The ancients had planned for thousands of years, but they couldn't have predicted that it was this suction force that led us to the grave!”
I asked,"What do you mean by calculating?" Also, what is a mine grave?"
His uncle said," The ancients thought that only iron products could be used to dig graves, so it's better to put yourself in the mine. It's not easy to dig up the soil with a shovel. It'll take several times the effort, so there's nothing safer than this! Moreover, the ancients were superstitious. They might have thought that it was too late to kneel when they saw a true god!”
His uncle lit a cigarette and continued," As for what a mine is, for example, the ancients might have accidentally discovered a special location where they could suck up iron lumps. Before they died, they thought of a way to make themselves happy forever and not be dug up. In the end, they could not have predicted that many things that could be excavated were not iron! That's why sometimes knowledge decides everything. Kid, you have to study hard!”
I was puzzled. Why did they talk about me again? "Didn't you dig?" I asked.
" I tried to dig a few times, but there was nothing except for big rocks," his uncle said." Your grandfather looked at the ground for more than an hour and said that the slope was higher than the ground. There must be a grave." You don't know how tiring it was to dig up a football-sized stone from that grave.”
My interest is piqued. Is there such a magical place in this world? The ancients could actually think of such a magical way to build his grave?
The car began to slow down. I could already see Grandpa's Santana getting off the highway from afar.
He couldn't feel the heat outside on the highway, but he immediately felt the powerful heat wave when he got off the highway. The hot wind blowing in my face was mixed with sand. I closed the window and my uncle said,"Shut your ass! Less than twenty minutes! Open it! It's hot!"
"Ah, twenty minutes?" I asked as I rolled down the window. It's not far!"
"It's not far!" said his uncle. But do you know that it's dangerous because it's not far!”
"Isn't it a good thing that it's not far from the highway? If someone was chasing them, they could directly run on the highway. Others could not catch up!”
His uncle looked at him with disdain." I think you've watched too many American gangster movies! If you were on the highway, the cops could basically stop you. So what if you were faster? Moreover, all your details have been exposed! The closer they got to the highway, the more people would pass by. Weren't they curious to see you digging graves from afar? Aren't you coming over to take a look? Come over and take a look. Are you going to kill him to silence him or share a piece of the pie?”
I thought about it, it makes sense! I said,"Then what should I do? We're not invisible on the mountain!”
His uncle said,"Why do you have so many questions? I can hear you buzzing the moment I get in the car. I have a headache!"”
Second Uncle said,"Dali, are you embarrassed now? I didn't say anything. Why did you start?!”
In the end, there were less than 20 minutes left on the journey, and he only listened to these two people bluff the entire way.
The car stopped at a mountainous area. Not far away, there was a mountain with an extremely strange shape. It looked like a huge mushroom, and the mushroom head was a huge rock that had been seriously weathered. The rock supporting the ground looked very spectacular. Standing below, he felt as if the mushroom head was about to smash into his head. There was a small hill next to it. Rather than calling it a mountain, it was more like a small hill. On top of it was a pile of sand.
Grandpa told us to put the cars under the mushroom mountain. I asked my uncle,"Why don't we split up the cars?" If one of them was discovered, there were still two who could escape!”
Uncle said,"Hehe, can't we see the cars from any angle if we scatter them?" That would attract attention! When the time comes, they won't be able to run away. It'll be easier to run away if they're put together!”
I thought about it and then followed everyone to put on waterproof clothes. There was a stench of sweat in the waterproof suit, but I knew it was my own, so I frowned and did not complain. " In the future, you can clean your own clothes yourself," his uncle teased." After you're done digging graves, you have to clean them yourself. Otherwise, you'll stink to death!"”
"I'm not afraid of the stench!" I said angrily.
I put on the waterproof suit and put on the breathing mask. At this moment, Uncle handed me a new breathing filter." It's been two days. If you continue like this, the dirty things inside will definitely enter the respiratory tract! He had to change frequently. Every time, he would let others change it. This time, he would change it himself!”As he spoke, he taught me how to change. I learned very quickly.
After a while, everyone began to climb the small hill. The rocks were very painful, but it seemed that there were gravel above.
Ah! I felt like there was a faint attraction pulling me. I carefully sensed that Yengisar on my body seemed to want to break free.
After arriving at a flat place, Grandpa said,"Set up a tent here. Roll the stones down the mountain. Don't pile up the soil.”
I saw Grandpa and the others holding hard plastic shovels and wooden handles. The tent was yellow. After burying the surroundings, we started digging. The upper layer was less than half a meter of gravel, and it had been crushed before. It was not easy to dig, and it was not as easy as using a shovel. After digging a few times, I started to sweat again. Grandpa said,"Go and throw stones and sand. Don't worry about anything else!”
I took two plastic buckets and started to move them. I moved them for a while and rested for a while. Even so, my body was still sweating, and the smell in the air was very strange.
He didn't know how many buckets it was, but the gravel had already begun to turn into sand. Occasionally, there would be lumps of soil mixed in. I looked inside from time to time. The hole was less than one and a half meters wide. Now it was almost three meters deep. Grandpa had already begun to set up the rope. I smoked from time to time. I was about to ask if I dug the wrong place, but there was nothing.
Suddenly, Second Uncle shouted,"I found it!"”In the end, he heard a few " cracks " as if some wood had shattered.
"Erzi!" Grandpa shouted from above. Erzi! Are you alright? Erzi!"
She heard her second uncle shouting below. Grandpa was watching from above, but he couldn't see clearly. Suddenly, Grandpa slapped his head." Quick, quick! Breathing mask! Breathing mask!"
I handed my new breathing mask to Grandpa. He looked down and said,"Erzi! Then! Then! Hold on!"
About ten seconds passed, but I felt that these ten seconds seemed to be as long as ten years. Finally, a voice came from below." If you were any slower, I would have peed on my clothes and covered my face. What is this?" I didn't fall!"
Hearing Second Uncle's voice, we all heaved a sigh of relief.
Grandpa calmed down and suddenly said,"You little brat, how did I teach you?"! Drop the ball at this critical moment!" After saying that, he threw a small stone down. The sound of the stone falling to the ground was very strange and clear. It did not feel like it had fallen into the ground as he had imagined.
Grandpa seemed to have noticed something strange." Erzi! There's a problem down there! Don't touch anything. I'll come down now!”
This doesn't seem to be my grandfather's style. He never fights a battle he's not confident in. This is the first time I've seen him take the risk. He tied the rope around his waist, ignored his uncle's objection, put on the breathing mask, and was about to go down. We all knew his temper, so we put him down without saying anything. Then, the rope was rewound, and the uncle went down. I thought my uncle was going down too, but he said to me,"Are you going to play? I'm not going down. Xiao Hua and I will take care of you from above!”After saying that, he lit a cigarette and started smoking leisurely.
I was very curious and wondered why he wasn't curious. I tied the rope myself and followed him down. "You'll be the last to come up later!" You're too heavy!"
Heavens! I'm 1.76 meters tall, which is only 65 kilograms. He actually said that I'm heavy! Uncle is taller than me. He's 80 kilograms. Why is he picking on the weak ones? I was muttering to myself when I landed heavily on the ground. I stood up and rubbed my butt. Only then did I realize that there was a lot of space below. I stood up straight and there was still quite a lot of space above my head. The tomb was arched, and the walls were dry and smooth. It was dark inside, and it was impossible to see how big it was.
"Grandpa!" I called out softly. Second Uncle!"
Less than five steps away, Second Uncle said,"Here, here, see the light!”
I narrowed my eyes and saw where he was through the breathing mask. Slowly, I began to adapt to the darkness around me. I leaned over and accidentally bumped into Grandpa. Grandpa was breathing deeply." No! He had to go up! I'm old and muddle-headed. I should have called you up just now! Aiya! There's no oxygen down here!"
Only then did I realize that my chest had been feeling tight. So…so this is what it feels like to lack oxygen!
Grandpa said,"You three go up, quickly!”
Uncle hugged me and shouted at the top,"Erzi! Hurry up! There was a lack of oxygen below! I'll pull the rope and you pull it up!"
Before the rope could be untied, it was pulled up by the people above. I was pushed by my uncle and pulled by my uncle. My feet were suspended in the air, but the next step was solid. It was very soft. It was my uncle's shoulder. The next step was this three-meter-deep wall. After a while, I came up. I was welcomed by the dazzling sunlight and Sister Hua's support. I was very grateful. I took a deep breath as soon as I came up. Then, I heard my uncle scold,"Are you standing there like a rock? Come over and pull her!"
Only then did I react. I quickly untied the rope and threw it down. The next person to come out was Second Uncle. He was the first to go down. When he came up, he felt that his body was already a little weak, but he still had consciousness. As soon as he came up, he took off his breathing mask. The people below could not hold on any longer!”
I started to get nervous and panicked. I even cried out,"Grandpa! Uncle! Hang in there!"
The one we pulled up again was actually uncle. When uncle was about one and a half meters away from the cave entrance, he didn't want us to pull him up anymore. He nimbly untied the rope, tied a slipknot, and threw it down. After a few seconds, he saw the rope tighten. He turned his head and pushed himself up. He grabbed the hole and jumped out. He turned around and shouted at us,"Pull!"
I used all my strength and finally pulled Grandpa out. Uncle took off Grandpa's breathing mask and carried him under the sun. Sis Hua took the kettle and fed Grandpa a mouthful. She said,"Move aside, you're blocking the air!”
We quickly dodged to the side and fed Grandpa the water bit by bit. Suddenly, he coughed and woke up. I quickly went up to help him massage his back gently. As he panted, he pointed at Second Uncle and scolded,"You bastard, you almost got us all killed here! You dog!"
Second Uncle lowered his head and dodged to his uncle's side. He even muttered,"I didn't ask you to come down!"
At this moment, Grandpa sniffed and calmed down. He said,"Hmm? That's not right!"
I looked at Grandpa and saw him repeatedly looking at his rubber gloves. He did not know where he had touched the rubber glove, but it was black and seemed to be very oily. Grandpa rubbed his fingers gently and sniffed them. Suddenly, he laughed out loud." These ancient people are quite good at protecting!"”
I was surprised and asked,"Grandpa!" Are you alright? Why don't we take a breath of fresh air and think of another way!”
Grandpa stretched his legs and glared at me from the corner of his eyes. It seemed that he was still angry. He said,"Breathing my ass. Look at this! This was kerosene! The dead souls below thought that we would come in with torches to dig them out. As long as the torches touch the kerosene, only one of us will survive. The rest will die even if they don't burn to death! Yes! This old ghost was quite ruthless! He wants to kill us all down there, hehe!”
While I was surprised by my grandfather's moody face, I was even more surprised by the greatness of the ancients. I asked,"Then…Grandpa, after so many years, the kerosene should have evaporated by now! It shouldn't be lit, right?"
"Wrong!" said Grandpa. They had burned the walls and the air below them. Then, they had applied a second layer of kerosene! In this way, there was less air below, but the second layer of kerosene remained on the first layer of hard soil. If there was a flame, he only needed to burn the air inside clean.”
Uncle shook his head and said,"Dad, it's not like that, right?" We've come across such a deep grave before. Basically, we'll go down with a candle first. We'll go down again when the candle is not extinguished. This time, we didn't use a candle and went down directly, so we didn't touch any kerosene! There's a trap down there!"
Grandpa looked at his uncle and said nothing. He turned his head to the side. After a while, he said slowly,"Let's air it first!" I'll go down and take a look later! There's no grave that can't be dug!"
After saying that, he took a sip of water and found a shady place to rest. This trip really scared me. There are dangers everywhere! Should I play or not? Suddenly, I touched Yengisar on my waist. It was still jumping around in the direction of the bandit cave. This…I must go down and take a look.
Second Uncle drove the jeep over, opened the top cover, removed the engine, and installed it on a very strange device. It was a small box with a cloth pocket outside. Second Uncle threw the cloth bag at the hole and ran back to the car to start the motor. After a series of explosions, the box shook slightly, and the pockets bulged slightly. I walked up to him curiously and asked,"What are you doing?"
Second Uncle hummed a song and said,"You haven't seen it before, right?" High-tech! The oxygen generator was a foreign product! Oh, right! It was exchanged with that old Russian from last time! They specially dug graves and sold them to your grandfather! Did you see that? It can be connected to the car's engine!"
I pursed my lips in disapproval and asked,"Second Uncle! Did you notice anything after you went down?”
Second Uncle said,"Let's go inside. There are quite a lot of tricks!" Do you feel it? The ground seems very smooth! Do you remember the last grave? There was only a bluestone slab. This one doesn't look like a bluestone slab either! I walked a few steps inside and saw a coffin made of iron! The rust is so thick. Before we could get close, your grandfather and the others came down. In the end, he only took a look and shouted at us to go up!”
Grandpa glanced at him." Bullshit, bluestone slabs. They're magnetic slabs, just very thin! When you fall, the rotten wood can crack the ground. If this wall hadn't been burned by kerosene, it would have collapsed long ago!”
I nodded thoughtfully and asked Second Uncle,"How big is it inside?"
Second Uncle didn't look at Grandpa. He said," I think it's round. It's about the same as an upside-down bowl. It's about four meters deep!" You really didn't notice!"
I made a rough estimation. If the ground is four meters deep, then this magnetic field is quite powerful. It can affect the iron weapons on our bodies through such a thick ground. "Second Uncle, do you think this mine is that strong?" I asked. Such a strong suction force?"
Second Uncle said,"When I went down, the suction force under my feet didn't seem to be strong. The suction force of that coffin is very strong!"
I began to think. Why did the ancients go through so much trouble to play with magnets? Was it to show that he was different, or was it to show that he was very close to the gods? I couldn't understand it no matter how hard I thought about it, but my stomach was unbearably hungry. It was probably because I hadn't eaten enough roasted buns. I returned to the jeep to take a look. I had already finished eating the buns. I ran down the mountain to look for the van, but it was also empty. It was over. It was really difficult to dig a grave on an empty stomach! At this moment, Sis Hua walked over and looked at me. She said coldly,"Are you hungry?"
I nodded and she opened the trunk of the Santana. When I saw it, ha, there were actually apples and bread. There were quite a lot of things. "You bought it?" I asked.
Sister Hua nodded and said," When I came back from Ruoqiang, I lost all my food. I could only buy some bread from a Ministores. You can make do with it!"”With that, he turned around and left. I took a few loaves of bread and an apple. I ran back to the hill and gave them to them. Then, I squatted down and started eating. The bread was very sweet. I continued to eat the apple. It was so sour, but I still felt very happy. It was good that I wasn't hungry. It could be considered as replenishing my vitamins.
Just as I was eating with relish, Grandpa suddenly said,"What kind of person is this! Would this hidden weapon be arranged like this?"
I stuffed my mouth with bread and looked at Grandpa. Grandpa looked at us and said,"Will there be hidden arrows or big stones if we move this coffin?" The magnetic force of the coffin was very strong. This hidden weapon would probably be triggered by this magnet!”
His uncle laughed." Is it that mysterious? Why does it look like a science fiction movie!"
Grandpa said,"You only know how to eat until you're full!" What else did he know? Think about it, the old ghost below even used kerosene. This shouldn't be the only move! This exchange with the ancients was all about feeling!”
I looked at Grandpa from the side. He seemed to have no idea. He nodded and shook his head for a while. After a while, he said,"When we go down later, all of you don't move! He had never seen such a difficult grave! I'm afraid it won't be simple this time!"
I couldn't interrupt, but I really wanted to go down and take a look. Grandpa arranged for me, Uncle, and him to go down by himself. The others would support them. Everyone was tied with ropes. If anything happened, they would pull the ropes, and they had to do it as fast as possible.
About half an hour later, Grandpa went down, followed by Uncle, and then me. I went down with the cloth bag of the oxygen generator in my hand. It was cool when it blew on my body, but it was very comfortable. This Russian thing was really useful. As expected, the indescribable feeling of suffocation after coming down was gone.
We brought three headlamps with us and each took one. Grandpa said," Don't get too close to the wall. Min 'er, just watch from the door. If it doesn't work, pull the rope up."”
I nodded and saw two headlights shining inside. Grandpa was touching the wall inch by inch, and Uncle was shining the lights around from time to time. Only then did I see it clearly. From the inside, it really looked like an upside-down bowl. Second Uncle had good eyesight, but the scope of his estimation was too small.
Grandpa spent nearly twenty minutes touching the corner of the wall. Then, he stood up and began to touch the wall again, knocking on it from time to time. I knew he was looking to see if there really was a hidden weapon and where it was. In the end, he seemed to be very disappointed. He did not find anything. The two of them muttered something and walked deeper into the cave. From the dim light, I saw a lot of pottery, and some of them had things that looked like calligraphy and paintings inserted into them.
Grandpa looked around and returned to the coffin in the middle. He touched the coffin. Under the illumination of the light, one could see that there was bronze on it. It seemed to be made of iron, but the rest could not be seen clearly.
Grandpa asked me to get a thick plastic board from above. It's the transparent kind. He held the plastic board against his head and bent it into an arc with both hands to protect his uncle and himself. The uncle tilted his body, took a crowbar, and inserted it into the coffin. It seemed to have gone in a little. Then, he pressed down, but the coffin did not move at all. He heard his uncle's low shout, but Qiao Gun had already bent, but the iron coffin showed no signs of rising. Grandpa was very puzzled and asked Uncle to stop. He walked around the iron coffin a few more times and knocked on the coffin lid for a long time. He stood there and sighed.
I couldn't help but ask,"Grandpa! Can I come and take a look?"
"You do it!" Grandpa said. You can only look, but you're not allowed to touch!"
I walked over and looked at the rusty black coffin. It was like a huge magnet, and iron would be firmly attracted to it. I threw all the iron things like Yengisar at the mouth of the cave and came back to look at it carefully. Grandpa didn't say anything. I looked around several times. The pattern on the black coffin was a flag, very similar to the American Union Flag, but different. There was a small square in the middle of each intersection. There should be a pattern on this small square. It seemed to be red, but because of the age, it was already blurred. I touched it in surprise. At this moment, I saw a deep hole surrounded by white on the front of the coffin. This hole was very obvious. I asked Grandpa,"Grandpa, did you notice this hole?”
Grandpa did not answer. After a while, he sighed." This person is a gentleman! A true gentleman! He wouldn't hurt a thief even if he was guarding against them. Forget it, he would give him face!”
I was confused and asked,"Grandpa! What do you mean?"
Grandpa walked up to me and said,"Look around. The paintings and calligraphy weren't even placed in the coffin. They're just piled there." And those pottery were all good stuff in their era. Logically speaking, this coffin should have been beautifully decorated to match his identity. However, this coffin was made of iron and the decoration was ordinary. There was not even much paint on it!”
Grandpa walked around the black coffin and said,"This hole is a keyhole. The key is very likely to have been passed down. It can't be opened from the top! And he made it clear that this white was what he wanted you to see. He wants to tell you, if you want something, take it away. Don't touch the coffin. The red color in the middle probably meant not to open it casually, or that there was blood in the middle, so it couldn't be touched!”
I've heard the news. Is this a conversation that happened a thousand years ago? I looked around and it seemed to be true. Those treasures seemed to be arranged for people to take. Even the middle path was drawn for people to pass through. I picked up an ancient painting and was about to open it when Grandpa said,"Don't open it, it will rot!”
I put it back in fright. Grandpa seemed to be conflicted. He looked at the treasures for a while and then looked at the iron coffin. After a while, he walked to a pottery and said to his uncle,"Take it! But he couldn't take everything inside!”
The uncle looked at his grandfather, turned around, and opened his backpack. He used plastic wrap to wrap the ancient painting. There were about six ancient paintings, but Grandpa only let him take half of them. However, they were all relatively large. Then, we brought up two pieces of pottery and a beautiful lamp. Just as I was moving the lamp, something fell down and gave me a fright. Grandpa heard the sound and walked over. We squatted on the ground and looked for it. Suddenly, I found an object the size of a palm. When I picked it up, it looked like a lighter. I said,"It's an iron bar, Grandpa!”
Grandpa took it and looked at it." Iron bars?"
He took a closer look and said,"This…this is the coffin key, the key!"”
I wonder why the ancients put the key in the lamp. Grandpa took the lamp and looked at it by the head lamp." It's a sky lamp! This is a sky lantern!"
I was shocked and asked,"What is a sky lantern?"”
Grandpa turned the lamp upside down. I took a look. It seemed to be engraved with seal characters. I didn't recognize it. It was similar to tadpole characters. " This is the language of the Kara Khan," his grandfather said." It's a language created by the Kara Khan himself. Could this be his grave?"!”
"Grandpa!" You haven't explained what a sky lantern is!”
Grandpa said,"We are talking about lighting the sky lamp as a punishment, but the ancients first lit the sky lamp to ascend to immortality." If he became an immortal, the immortal would come down from the sky and light the lamp first, then open the coffin, resurrect the dead, and ascend to immortality.”
I said,"This king seems very strange!" How did he know about immortals?”
"Let's put it this way," Grandpa said."It might have something to do with faith. It's just an illusion anyway, so just treat it as an immortal!”
"Should we open the black coffin?"”
Grandpa looked at the key and seemed to be very hesitant. He said,"This…"
"Dad! I think this is enough for this trip! Don't cause any more trouble!"
Grandpa looked at Uncle and seemed to agree with him. He told me,"Put the lamp back in place! It was good that all the good things were outside.”
I was a little hesitant. This…this is a good treasure. What if there are some priceless treasures inside? Wouldn't it be a pity to let them go and let others take them away?
Grandpa seemed to see that I didn't want to leave." Child, remember, you have to exercise restraint in everything. If there really is a God, you'll suffer retribution if you take it!”
I picked up a sheepskin book and walked out. Uncle said,"This thing can't be exposed to the wind. You have to hold it and put it in a light-proof bag!”
As he spoke, he threw me a black bag. This bag was very strange. There was a layer of cotton inside and an ordinary plastic bag outside. I carefully put it in, but I still accidentally grabbed a piece of sheepskin. Grandpa was so angry that he pointed at me and said,"Don't break it again! I did make up my mind to take some, but you ruined it! I can't sell it! You can't afford it! You go up! Let your second uncle come down!"
I know why Grandpa is angry. It's because he's also fighting with himself. I didn't say anything and silently took a small cauldron from my uncle and wrapped it in oil paper. She turned around and looked at her grandfather. He was like a child who was throwing a tantrum. He would pick up one to look at it and put it behind his back. Then, he would pick up another one, touch it, and put it down again. I wanted to give him some ideas, but Uncle stopped me and said softly,"He needs to solve this himself!"
I made up my mind to go up because I couldn't help but want to open the black coffin when I saw it. When I went up, there were three sheepskin books, a large piece of jade, and a few hairpins in my backpack. Second Uncle was as anxious as a monkey, while Little Uncle was leisurely smoking. Seeing me come up, Second Uncle took the backpack and rummaged around like a wolf meeting a sheep. When he saw the calligraphy and painting, he said,"I'm dizzy. There must be a lot of treasures down there! Calligraphy and paintings! This was something that could make one rich! Oh my god! If they weren't at the department level, they were at the bureau level! What about them? Why aren't you coming up?"
I said,"They are still choosing below, see which ones they want!”
Second Uncle said,"Choose? You didn't damage the treasure, did you?"
I said,"I didn't notice a corner of a parchment!”
Second Uncle seemed to be waiting for more, but there was nothing else." That's…that's it?”
I said,"No more!"
Second Uncle seemed very anxious." Then what else should we choose? Rolls! Take them all away!"
I said,"A lot! You can't take it away!"
Second Uncle was so excited that he almost fainted. He insisted on going down to take a look, but I couldn't stop him. I saw him hurriedly tying the rope, putting on the breathing mask, and slipping down.
"Why don't you go down and take a look?" I asked my uncle. This is the strangest grave I've ever seen!”
His uncle yawned and said,"No! I'd better wait for the fruits of victory above! It was very dangerous down there! What if something happened? I haven't enjoyed life yet!"
I helplessly lay down at the entrance of the cave and looked down at the dark below. I also told my uncle about the situation below. "Your grandpa won't let you bring too many things up here!”
I said,"I don't know! Grandpa looked like he liked every single one of them. He was probably going to be in trouble this time!”
At this moment, a voice came from below. It sounded like Grandpa had pulled Second Uncle to the bottom of the cave." You! Who told you to come down? Get up there! You have to get involved in everything. Get up there! Hurry up! Did you hear that?"
"Dad! If we do this, it's up to you whether you take this thing or not, and how much you take is up to you. But can we open this coffin and take a look? Just one glance! Just one glance! If we don't take anything, what if there's some luminous pearl or relic down there? We'll put all of them back! Alright?"
Grandpa didn't say anything. He pulled his rope and shouted at us,"Pull him up! Quickly pull!"
His uncle got up and began to pull the rope. After a while, Second Uncle came out of the cave. Without saying a word, he angrily took off his equipment and began to eat an apple.
I saw Sister Hua from afar. She was playing with her Yengisar in a shady place under the post. I really wanted to go over and talk to her, but I was afraid that she would ignore me. I was also afraid that something would happen to Grandpa and the others down there.
I looked at my watch and it was already half-past six. I knew that if they didn't come up soon, it would be dark and many things would be very complicated. "Grandpa!" I shouted. It's 6:30!"
There was no movement below. After a while, Uncle also came up with the baby. I took a look. There was a short knife with a pale yellow gem embedded on the handle. The handle was rusted and dusty, but it could not hide its simple appearance. I pulled out the short knife with force. There was a layer of rust on it, but the blade was in good condition. Perhaps it was because the scabbard was filled with oil, but there was not much rust on the blade. The saber looked long and slender, but it was very heavy. The tip of the saber was very narrow and curved upward. The body of the saber was very wide and thick, and there were cracks at the end of the saber. Perhaps tadpole characters were engraved on it. Coupled with the fact that it had been around for a long time, this saber seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes.
There was also a saddle. This saddle is very tiring for Uncle. It's made of leather and the patterns carved on it are very beautiful. I touched the shiny edge and found that the thread was sometimes thick and sometimes thin. It did not seem to be woven from sheep's wool. It was very black and hard. It was almost embedded in the leather of the saddle, and it should not be iron wire. I was very puzzled, so I asked my uncle. My uncle took a look and jumped over. He took another look and said,"My God, we're rich!" This was a golden thread that only Rulers could use! The ghost below had a powerful background!”
The lower part of the saddle had already weathered and was very brittle. It looked dirty, but in fact, it was all messed up. Uncle carrying it like this had already caused serious damage to its tail. He found a large plastic bag and wrapped it around his things before moving it into the car.
Only then did I realize that Grandpa didn't come up. I asked Uncle,"Grandpa, he…"
Uncle said,"It's okay! He'll be coming up later. Don't disturb him!”
I nodded and stood guard at the entrance of the cave. After a while, I saw the rope move, so I pulled it up. After a while, her grandfather came up. He did not take anything with him. When Second Uncle saw this, he was extremely disappointed! He squatted at the side and began to clean up the oxygen generator. His eyes were filled with resentment, just like a concubine in a harem.
However, his grandfather passed something to his uncle. I saw that it was the tomb owner's key. Only then did I see that it was an eagle. I was very puzzled. I only heard Grandpa say,"This…Let's take it away!" The thing below! Sigh!"
"Is the coffin open?" I asked Grandpa.”
Grandpa shook his head and didn't say anything. Uncle gave me a look and I leaned over. He said,"It was right not to open it!"
I looked at him curiously.”
"Yes! He didn't know what was inside. If he opened it and it was a hidden weapon, who knew what to do? Moreover, we can't take it away even if we take it! Just take the most valuable ones!"
I said,"What if the coffin is the most valuable? Wouldn't that be a loss?"
Uncle said,"Hehe, that won't happen! Based on the appearance of the coffin, I think the best thing is outside. This dead man was seeking immortality. Gold and silver were all worldly possessions. Basically, there was nothing else in there other than something to prove his identity! These should be left to the country. It's useless even if we know. No one will believe us even if we tell them! It was easy to cause trouble! Why don't you take the one outside and leave!"
I said,"Then we'll bury this grave. With this magnetic field, the people outside will know and come!" What should we do?"
The uncle didn't seem worried." This? They were on their own. There was already air below, and the sheepskin book could not be saved. If they went down and lit a candle, the chances of them coming out alive were not high! It didn't matter if they were to guard against thieves or not, but if they really wanted to steal, they would have to be a gentleman before a villain. Alright, pack your things! Let's fill the hole!"
I carried these treasures back to the jeep. I still couldn't figure out why I didn't open them up and take a look. It wasn't until I studied psychology that I realized that as long as people overcome their curiosity, they can reach the realm between giving and receiving.
I found an apple and ate it. After working for a while, Second Uncle ran over to eat the apple with me. He said to me,"Old fogey, don't take good things! Do you think he opened it himself and didn't tell us anything?”
I said,"Impossible. Grandpa is already so old. Who is he doing this for?!" There's no need for that!"
Second Uncle stopped talking. It was almost eight o'clock and the sky was starting to darken. I suddenly thought of the sweet watermelons in Turpan. If there were watermelons, perhaps I wouldn't have to eat such sour apples now. Second Uncle began to doze off. This was rare. According to his usual behavior, he would work harder at this time.
I saw Sister Hua standing up and looking at the clouds in the distance. She suddenly ran to Grandpa's side and said something. Grandpa also stood up and started looking at the clouds. Then, he waved at us. I woke Second Uncle up and ran over. "Not good!" Grandpa said. Not good! Half an hour at most. It's going to rain heavily. Hurry up and bury it! If it really rained, the treasure in the oil paper would absorb water! Everyone, hurry up! Bury it!"
We each took a plastic shovel and started to work. Grandpa also participated. At this time, he began to worry and shovel the soil very quickly. After a while, he stood up and said,"No! The bottom was hollowed out! They wouldn't be able to bury them all! We have to blow up the hole!"
I was shocked! I said,"What if it collapses?”
"It's possible! But he won't!" As he spoke, he asked Second Uncle to gather the plastic shovels together and asked Uncle to go down to the top of the hole. The top hole was to place the shovel at the entrance of the cave and put a plastic sheet. When filling the soil, there would not be much soil under the tomb, and it would be well sealed.
The uncle came up a few minutes later and nodded. Grandpa said,"Buried!" Three minutes! Speed!"
Three minutes later, Grandpa said,"Erzi! Go down and step on the soil! Don't use too much force!"
Second Uncle reluctantly went downstairs and came up in a while. "Explosives!" Grandpa said.
Sis Hua had found a black thing wrapped in a black plastic sheet from somewhere. It looked like a small watermelon. "Get out of the way, all of you!" Grandpa said. After saying that, he tied a lanyard to the little black watermelon and stuck it in with a wicker. The skewer was very long and just left the cave entrance. Grandpa said,"Gasoline!"
Sis Hua handed him an oil bucket, and he began to fall down. At this moment, rolling black clouds had already pressed down from the sky. The air began to suffocate, and the wind carried Saturn and began to wreak havoc.
Grandpa's calm eyes touched me. Halfway up the hill, Grandpa said,""All of you, go far away!"
Uncle went up and said,"Dad! Let me do it! My legs are fast!"
Grandpa pushed his uncle away." Didn't you hear what I said? Let's go!"
After the uncle heard this, he turned around and left without saying anything. Grandpa squatted down and took out a lighter. A cluster of flames rose from under his feet and began to run up the mountain. Grandpa began to slowly retreat. In less than a minute, I heard a rumble and the ground shook slightly. I subconsciously squatted down and saw that the hill had collapsed.
We hurried up to take a look. Grandpa pulled us back and said,"If the shovel at the bottom falls, the top will be hollow. It won't be good if there are too many people going up. Just you wait, I'll go up alone!”
As I spoke, bean-sized raindrops fell on my body. The sky had already turned pitch-black, and the highway not far away had become like a snake entrenched in the desert. Grandpa ran up the hill and looked at the collapsed position on the hill again and again. After a while, he waved at us. We ran over as if we were flying. We saw that the collapsed places had been buried by the soil. Grandpa said,"You guys use the sacks to carry the soil for me. You must seal it up!”
He watched as the rainwater flowed down his grandfather's hair, flowed through his waterproof clothes, and smashed onto the ground, splashing up a cloud of soil. I went to get the sack, but the others stood still.
"Dad! Forget it! If this rain continues, the ones we dug in front of us will suffer great losses!”
When I heard that, I turned around and stood still, looking at Grandpa.
Second Uncle said,"Let's go! With this rain, the desert would be no different from glue in a while!”
"We've put so many explosives, so the soil should have been buried by now. Let's go!"”
Grandpa didn't look at us, but turned to look at the collapsed place.
Sis Hua walked forward and sprinkled a handful of soil on the ground. She muttered,"Good luck!" Then, she turned around and looked at her grandfather." If we don't leave now, six lives will be lost! If the car gets stuck, we'll be trapped here! It's inevitable that we'll be exposed if we find someone to pull the carriage!"
Her words seemed to have moved her grandfather. Grandpa turned around to look at her, then turned around to look down. He was holding a handful of soil and scattering it down." Old friend, I…I'm sorry! Good luck! One day, we will meet again!”
"Dad, let's go. If you don't leave…"
Grandpa waved his hand and interrupted his uncle." Let's go!”
The moment I turned around, I saw that Grandpa's eyes were a little red. I didn't know if it was sweat, tears, or rain hanging on his face. I went up to help him, but he pushed me away and walked back to the Santana alone.
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