Wusun Female Corpse
At one o'clock in the afternoon, a crisp sound was heard, as if the pickaxe had hit something hard. It was a bluestone. Beside him, his grandfather also jumped into the ditch and knelt on the ground. He touched the green stone with his hand." This…This is a grave. Dig it according to this depth." Attention! Don't touch the tomb walls!"
I find it very strange. Even if this was a grassland in the past, it was not easy to transport these green stones here!
Once a person is motivated, they can often release astonishing energy. Even I went down to help dig. Soon, the appearance of this piece of land was revealed. There was a piece of bluestone under his feet, and the area in the middle was not obvious.
"Dig!" Grandpa commanded. Be careful in the middle. Don't use too much force. Get the whole thing out! He had to be careful! Xiao Hua, come up! Watch them!"
To my surprise, the grave was right below the stone circle. How did the ancients do it? When I dug up the grave, I was surprised to find that it was white. As long as I dug up the white color, I would have touched the grave. In the end, what appeared in front of us was an entire white grave.
When I came up, I ran to the hill and looked down. It was as if I saw a snow-white round cake placed on a delicate small plate. Grandpa surrounded the grave and touched the white substance on it. He sniffed it and said," This is lime. Erzi, go and get the fire-breathing mouth!”
Second Uncle took out a spray gun from the back of the van. This spray gun had been modified. It was obvious that it was the predecessor of an electric welding gun. The bucket he was carrying was an ordinary oil can. I wondered how long this could last.
Grandpa returned to the car and put on a breathing mask, plastic gloves, waterproof clothes, and even rubber shoes. Then, he asked his second uncle to put on his equipment as well. The others stood far away and did not allow him to come over. "Dad! Be careful!"
Grandpa carried a bucket of water and a hammer and went down the grave. He began to walk around the grave again, knocking here and there from time to time. Then, he seemed to have chosen a spot and picked up a wet cloth to wipe it. As he wiped, he shouted at Second Uncle,""Erzi, hurry up!"
Second Uncle hurriedly put on his mask, carried the spray gun and oil can, and ran over like a black spider. When the lime saw the water, it seemed to boil. Grandpa only wiped a few times, and a white fog appeared around him. It could be seen that it was quite corrosive! Moreover, something else must have been added to the lime…The moment Second Uncle started the fire, Grandpa climbed out of the grave and poured a bucket of water on the grave. He said to Second Uncle,"Burn this place!" As he spoke, he left.
Grandpa threw the rubber gloves on the ground. The gloves had already begun to corrode. When he walked in front of us, his waterproof suit was also emitting white smoke, and the smell of rubber corrosion filled the surroundings. He took off his waterproof suit and went back to the car to take out a set of clothes to change into.
Because I was worried about Grandpa, I didn't pay attention to Second Uncle in the white fog. I didn't even know when Uncle put on his waterproof suit and went in. I only heard the sound of the flames inside.
Ten minutes passed, and no one spoke. Grandpa showed a nervousness that he had never shown before. He smoked a few cigarettes, lit them, and then stepped on them. He wanted to rush in, but then he stopped to light another cigarette and stepped on them again. After a while, Second Uncle walked out of the white fog. As he walked, he patted the white dust off his body. He looked fine. When he came to us and took off his breathing mask, he looked as if he had put on underwear and walked around the flour mill again. He said,"Why is there white smoke coming out of it when you burn it?" I can't see anything!"
Seeing that Second Uncle was fine, Grandpa heaved a sigh of relief and asked,"Is it the place where the fire was poured with water?”
"That's right!" Second Uncle said. There's no smoke from other places!"
Grandpa nodded and went back to the car to cool down.
I asked my uncle,"How can ordinary lime smoke so much when it meets water?"”
The uncle said," There's wheat straw inside, and some other things. Use this to paste it. The bottom of the grave will be isolated from the world. The air won't come out, and the insects won't climb up. Even the grass won't grow outside.”
I couldn't help but admire the imagination and practical ability of the ancients. Second Uncle brought a pair of waterproof glasses and started to clean the lime off his body. Youngest Uncle took a long rag and helped him to clean the lime while saying,"Let's go down and see what it is later! Look at how my second son is covered in this, this! Cough cough!"
Five minutes later, Grandpa came back from the car and said to Uncle,""Hurry up and go! Get a few crowbars and a reverse rake!"
His uncle looked very happy, which might be his strong point. He excitedly ran to the jeep, and after a while, he brought six crowbars and six inverted harrows over. I took a closer look at the crowbar. It was quite special. It had a sharp head and a thick belly. When it reached the middle, it was a screw slide. There was a hole at the end. The reverse rake was made by welding six steel pliers to a metal hole.
His uncle took these strange things and slipped into the ditch. I walked closer to take a look. The place where the water had been splashed had already crystallized. It was sparkling under the sun and looked very beautiful. He aimed at the top right corner of the water splashing area, inserted the crowbar, and smashed the hammer repeatedly. The surface of the crystal instantly cracked. It was only when the crowbar suddenly slid deeper in that he pulled it out, and then separately inserted it into the upper left, lower right, lower left, and middle.
After he was done, his uncle clapped his hands and sat on the edge of the ditch. He placed the iron hole on the rake on the crowbar. The iron hole just happened to be stuck on the big belly of the crowbar and did not move at all. After fixing the nut, he assembled the next one. I also helped him and asked,"Uncle, what can you do with this thing?”
His uncle smiled mysteriously." I'm opening the door!”
"Open the door?" I asked curiously. Oh right, uncle, what if this grave is solid?”
"Impossible!" his uncle said. I don't know about other places, but this is Xinjiang. There was definitely a lot of space for the ancient people in Xinjiang to be buried. They probably thought that after death, people would go to the sun, so the place to lie down would be spacious. In this way, the things that accompanied him could also be taken away by the person who was buried. If he didn't leave any space, would he still have to dig for his own things if he wanted to fly into the sky? We modern people don't bury people because we're afraid of trouble. We don't do that anymore. We just bury them in the coffin and fill the soil!”
I understood a little. No wonder they looked so confident. "What do you think of this grave?"”
His uncle tightened the screw." What do you think? He would see it when he dug it open! Move aside, I'm going to open the door!"
He picked up a crowbar with an inverted rake and aimed it at the hole in front of him. He hammered it, then hammered it again until the crowbar entered the hole with the inverted rake. I immediately understood that the so-called "opening the door" was to directly use such an inverted rake to pull open the grave.
The crowbars were inserted one by one. Second Uncle connected the steel cable to the eye of the crowbar's tail and the other end to the jeep. There were a total of six crowbars. After that, Uncle waved and shouted at us,"Move aside, the door is about to open!"
We retreated ten meters away, only to see Uncle jump into the car, reverse the car half a meter, change gears, and then step on the accelerator. The steel cables were stretched taut, and the car skidded a few times on the spot. The small stones and sand that were raised were constantly flying back. With a loud boom, a hole was forcefully torn open in the grave. This grave is much thicker than I thought. I can tell from the part that was torn open and fell to the ground.
When his grandfather saw this, he was overjoyed and said,"If it wasn't for my old bones thinking of roasting it, this grave would have collapsed! Haha!"
Everyone was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, they began to change their clothes. Oh my god, I have to wear that waterproof suit again! Forget it, I'll wear it too. It won't take long this time. It's a consolation. Second Uncle seemed to be unable to enter. His clothes had already corroded too much just now. If he were to wear them again, it would probably kill him! He was responsible for untying the steel cables on the jeep and cleaning up the " battlefield."
After putting on the clothes, the dust in the grave had already dissipated. I followed behind Grandpa, suppressing my excitement.
It was the first time I had seen Uncle's equipment. There was a leather cover on his waist, and on the leather cover were pliers, scalpels, thin steel wires, small brushes, toothbrushes, and so on. It looked nondescript.
The grave was right in front of them. Everyone put on breathing masks and stopped at the entrance of the grave. Grandpa didn't seem to be in a hurry to go in. Instead, he knelt on the ground and carefully looked at the inner wall of the tomb that was pulled out. I saw something similar to linen wrapped around the grave, and it had already turned black. Grandpa tried to pull the material off with a shovel, but it broke at the touch. Grandpa studied it for a while and stood at the entrance of the cave. He waved at us and motioned for us to go in. I was the third to enter, followed by my uncle, who was carrying a roll of thick rope.
The searchlight lit up the underground world. I saw three coffins, one big and two small.
The bottom of the large coffin was made of bluestone, while the two smaller coffins were made of wood. One of the smaller coffins had collapsed, so it was impossible to see clearly inside because it was blocked by Grandpa, Uncle, and Sis Hua.
The large coffin in front of him was black. It was probably made of wood that had been burned and coated with some glue. It was wrinkled. I tried to touch it with my rubber gloved hand and felt that the texture of the wood was very clear. Yes, it was wood. It should have been hollowed out from a big tree, cut off and buried. There were no gaps around it. The coffin was not sealed. It seemed like Uncle was right. These ancient people were really waiting to fly to the sun. They did not seal the coffin and could open it at any time! Would they still want to fly to the sun today? This question was unknown.
The black coffin was covered with dried brown stuff, and there were pots and pans piled around it.
Through the breathing mask, Grandpa said," Strange, this is the style of Wusun's grave. How can it be like this? Wusun should be a mound grave! How, how did it become buried underground? How could this pine wood be burnt? If it was a headman's grave, there couldn't be only one? There must be at least a row of them!"
I accidentally touched my uncle, and he started screaming at me,"Can you not touch me? You'll scare me to death! Are you crazy?"
If I wasn't wearing a breathing mask, I would have been scared to death by his voice. I said,"Uncle, what is Grandpa mumbling about?”
"Can't you see that it's strange? The Wusun Tomb was usually built on a large mound. The larger it was, the older the person who died. Usually, a lot of stones around him proved that he had killed a lot of enemies when he was alive. A big stone meant that the people he killed were very powerful. However, there was a big green stone around him, and there were no graves around him. That was the strange thing! This grave surrounded by stones…"
I really couldn't hear what he said after that. Grandpa didn't seem to have any clue either. He picked up a crowbar and slammed it against the coffin. The wood made a crisp sound. Uncle and Sis Hua also pushed hard."Plop", the coffin lid fell to the ground. I was afraid and didn't dare to go forward.
His uncle went forward to look for dozens of seconds and said,"What's wrong? Why is it a woman?"
A woman, a woman? The beautiful woman's face flashed across my mind, and my curiosity once again overcame my fear. I leaned forward and took a closer look. My mother, it's a dried corpse again! The woman must have died in discomfort, or perhaps because the dry environment had evaporated all the water, her mouth was curled to one side. She did not have much hair when she was alive, but her hair accessories were pretty. They were inlaid with rubies, her eyelashes were long, and her nails were long and curly. She was wearing a long dress that looked like red but not red. The accessories inlaid on her body looked good, but the black pants under the long dress did not match well. The leather shoes were well preserved. It reminded me of the European shoes that were very popular for a period of time. The tips of the shoes were high. Could it be that the ancients also knew about fashion?
"Why isn't she wearing a hat?" said Grandfather at last.”
This was a strange question. What did it have to do with him whether the ancient man wore a hat or not? But I didn't dare to ask. I felt that it wasn't the right time to ask in this grave. His youngest uncle began to slowly take off the long dress on the female corpse. Because the coffin was very low, he had to kneel and do it. In order to protect his clothes, he was almost face-to-face with the corpse. I was surprised. If this ancient corpse suddenly opened its eyes and saw a man trying to take off her clothes, would it…Although she was mentally prepared, a wave of disgust struck her again. She couldn't think about it, she couldn't think about it.
Grandpa walked into the depths of the grave and faced the complete small coffin. Uncle was on the other side. The two of them exerted their strength and lifted the coffin lid. I flashed to Grandpa's side, wanting to see what was in the small coffin. It didn't matter if I didn't look, but when I looked, I never expected that there were two children's dried corpses inside. On the surface, the children looked as if they were asleep. One of them was in front of the other, and the other was in the back. The children had their legs crossed and were all wearing leather vests. One was wearing satin pants, and the other was wearing linen pants. The little ancient corpse in sackcloth pants had a small bow hanging from its waist. The bowstring had long been broken. It was exquisite, but it also looked rough. It was a child's weapon, but it was unknown if it was a toy. Beside the small ancient corpse in satin was a rolled up flag. The color could no longer be seen clearly, let alone what was drawn on it.
Grandpa suddenly turned around and looked at us. He said,"So it's…"
I didn't hear what he said clearly, but I heard the last sentence clearly. Carry this collapsed coffin out! The items are here. Let's see which one of the better ones will move away. We're ready to leave!”
Uncle and little uncle rushed to the small coffin that had collapsed. I went up to help. They carried the two ends, and I carried the middle. Then, I heard the entire coffin fall to the ground like rotten wood. It tinkled and was accompanied by dust. I stayed there and thought to myself, I'm done for, I'm in trouble again!”
Grandpa stood at the entrance of the grave and looked back." Why are you getting involved?! Come out!"
I lowered my head and obediently walked out. Before I left, I glanced at the female ancient corpse again and stepped out of the grave. Perhaps it was because I had stayed in the dark for a long time, but the sunlight outside was blinding. Although there was a layer of glass between them, my tears still flowed uncontrollably. I couldn't wipe them away, and the sinister sunlight began to burn my waterproof clothes again. I wanted to quicken my pace and find a place to take it off, but Grandpa was walking unhurriedly. My irritable heart almost jumped out of my throat.
Finally, when Grandpa entered the Santana, I turned around and ran toward the van. I took off my breathing mask and waterproof suit. I only let out a sigh of relief when I was only left with my underpants. The wind in the Gobi Desert blew on my body. It was a comfortable feeling. The sun was scorching, but I enjoyed the pleasure of my sweat evaporating.
When I put on my clothes, I saw that Sister Hua was the only one who kept going in and out of the grave. I was secretly happy. Fortunately, she didn't see me wearing only my underwear just now.
Second Uncle was smoking in the shade of the car. I asked for a cigarette and lit it up. I began to recall everything that had happened just now.
Second Uncle didn't seem to be very worried about what was going on inside. He asked,"What's the situation inside?"
I looked at him, not knowing where to start. I stammered," Inside…There are three coffins inside…"
At this moment, Grandpa called me. I glanced at Second Uncle." I'll tell you later!”He walked towards the Santana.
Grandpa stared at the car door and was wiping his feet with a wet towel. When he saw me walking up to him, he didn't even look up." Didn't I tell you? You're only allowed to look and not touch. Why didn't you listen?!"”
When I was hit on the key point, I made a prompt decision and came up with a plan-acting coquettish!
"Grandpa! I just wanted to help! Who knew that…it wasn't sturdy. Actually, I had already grabbed it all the way to the end. Oh…Oh! No, it shattered before I even touched the bottom!”
Grandpa started to wipe his other foot." You can just watch more. Your uncle and the others can do the physical work!”
I didn't see that Grandpa was about to get angry, so I agreed with an "oh". I changed my mind and asked,"Grandpa! Grandpa! Tell me where this grave came from! What's the difference?"
Grandpa finished wiping his feet and took out a cigarette." This is Wusun Tomb. The owner of this tomb is not simple!”
Grandpa lit a cigarette. I quickly asked," What's so difficult about it? The older one is a woman. I thought she had a gold helmet or something!"”
Grandpa took a puff of his cigarette." The Wusun don't have gold. It's good enough that they can use copper in war. Their weapons are very stupid.”
"Grandpa, you haven't told me what's different about this grave!"”
Grandpa took another drag on his cigarette.”
" Da Maola Grave?!" I asked in shock. The term 'Da Maola', in the Xinjiang dialect, meant clergymen with a high status.
"Yes! When she died, she couldn't just find a mound to bury like other people. She had to be buried underground. Perhaps, she died because she had offended the King of Wusun. However, she was also a half-immortal, so she was chased out of Wusun and given a few sheep before being sent to a faraway place. After that, she died. King Wusun was afraid that he would offend the gods, so he buried her on the spot!”
I suddenly understood and praised,"How did you see it, Grandpa?"”
Grandpa said,"The Wusun people's funerals are very special. No matter whether they are male or female, they will pile stones in the grave. Stones represented the heads of the enemies killed. The more stones there were, the more people killed. There was no one here. There was only a large bluestone and a small grave. There were two children buried with her. The one holding the bow might be her relative, the one dressed carefully should be her servant, and the flag might be used for rituals.”
I nodded." What about the other small coffin? What's inside?"
Grandpa said,"It's probably a ritual tool. It could also be clothes or something! I'll rest for a while. After they're done moving, we'll go back. These two days, my old bones are exhausted!”
I returned to Second Uncle's side thoughtfully. At this time, Second Uncle actually began to snore. I didn't disturb him and looked at Uncle and the others from afar. Sis Hua piled some pottery outside the ditch while his uncle ran over and over again. I looked from afar and saw some torn clothes. Some of them were shown to Grandpa. Grandpa looked at them and waved his hand, meaning that he didn't want them anymore. His uncle continued to work happily. When his uncle came up, he was empty-handed and walked straight to the van.
"Uncle, is there anything good inside?" I asked.”
The uncle said," It's nothing. There were a lot of broken pieces, but there are still two bronze pieces."”
I pursed my lips. I had thought that I would be able to get one or two pieces of gold. If I was lucky, I would be able to get a whole piece of gold to play with at home. In the end, I only saw some bottles and jars. There was even some bronze. If you want copper, I can find a bunch of them, but they won't sell for much.
The final cleaning work was completed. They had to take away a total of seven pottery and two bronzes. I've seen the bronze wares. One is a pot similar to a chamber pot, and the other is a cauldron the size of a shoe box. The patterns are very simple.
His uncle took a piece of tattered clothing and wrapped it in oilpaper as if it was a treasure before placing it in the jeep.
I was disappointed, completely disappointed. This was completely different from the Tomb Raider game that was popular at that time, and there were no similarities at all. After two days of hard work, he only got a black helmet on the first day, and a few broken pottery pieces and a pile of scrap metal on the second day.
He didn't make a fortune, but he picked up a pile of trash.
When I went back, I was in a bad mood and joked with my uncle. "Are you still coming?" my uncle asked me.
I stared at him, unable to say a word for a long time.
When they returned, the car drove past four in the morning and they finally found a small shop to stay in. The lady boss was very polite. She cooked a few bowls of noodles and made a few fried eggs. She ate them warmly and went to bed. But the bed was uncomfortable, and there wasn't even a place to take a shower. I suspected that the lady boss was also a grave digger. Who would stay in such a remote place? However, the next day, I changed my mind. I felt that she was robbing people. If she didn't open for business for a year, she would open for three years. The five of us spent a total of 560 yuan. When Uncle paid the money, I had already scolded the lady boss's entire family countless times.
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