"Fengzi, how do you use this? It won't be bright?"

In the middle of the night, Douyazi squatted on the ground and tinkered with the generator I had just carried back.

The big guy may be in the tomb and can't even sleep. He thought about working overtime, but after all, he has only visited a certain area now.

"Come on, don't know anything, what are you doing?"

I walked over quickly, opened the generator distribution box, rotated the button two and a half turns to the left, and ordered: "Try pulling it down."

Douyazai pulled the rope upwards and suddenly rang, and the light bulb on the distribution box also lit up.

After moving the fuel tank and generator to the hole entrance, I brought my headlight and went straight down the hole.

The line has been drawn at the place where you stand at your feet, so you can hit it down from here.

After gestured twice, I followed the line, and I rushed up and shouted, "Okay! Plug in!"

As soon as I plugged in the upper part, I pressed the switch and suddenly "sighed..."

People who don’t often use electric hammers are prone to go astray. It took me a few minutes to get used to it. When I first hit it, I suddenly felt dust everywhere in the thief hole, and the cement blocks under my feet were constantly broken and collapsed.

The cement used to solidify is not as hard as the cement now, and it can be seen from the naked eye and beats very quickly. Douyazai looked at it and shouted: "It's awesome!"

The hole we opened was originally just above the main tomb chamber, and I was hitting a rectangle because the cement would not collapse. I thought I would hit it all in one go. If I had good luck, I could hit it directly on the lid of the coffin.

If you are unlucky and don’t touch the coffin, you can also expand left and right.

The effect is like a mouse making a nest underground, and you can always touch the coffin.

After an hour of rushing, I asked Douyazai to pull up the cement block and then ask someone to replace him. It’s no longer possible. The dust is too heavy and choking, and it’s not OK to wear a mask.

We wouldn't let Xiaoxuan come down to do such dirty work, so we three men took turns to change shifts and played for a whole day until the next evening.

I was resting on the tree when I suddenly heard the bean spy boy shouting under the thief hole: "What is this! I've touched something!"

I hurried over and take a look.

We made a big gap in the cement tomb top, and it was at least seven meters down! Douyazai brought the headlight and shouted to me: "Fengzi, come down and see what this is! This is a damn thing! It seems to be a stone monument

!”

I slid down quickly and let it lean against the side.

It's really a bluestone stele.

The entire inscription was almost completely covered by cement, with only a few strange patterns exposed at the edges, which were more than one meter long and more than one meter wide.

I said I should hurry up and take a look. What kind of thing this is, I have never seen it before.

Brother Yu threw down the rope and I tied a kamikaze knot.

The more the kamikaze is, the tighter it will not fall off, because if it falls off, we will have nowhere to run in such a narrow place below and will be killed by the stone tablet.

"Brother Yu! Pull!"

I shouted and asked Douyazai to help me support her.

"Can you do it? It's very heavy!"

"No problem! You guys let go!"

I looked up at Brother Yu's horse stairs and pulled the stone tablet up little by little.

Because most of the surface of the stone tablet was covered with cement, I picked up a stone, used a knife as a chisel, and gently knocked off the layer of cement covered on the surface, and soon a line of small characters were revealed in the knife.

He poured some water on the stone tablet and wiped it with his hands.

"I can't understand this, it seems that it's all Xixia."

"Is this an epitaph made by the Xixia people themselves?" I asked in confusion.

"No, it's something else. The epitaphs from the Liao and Jin dynasties do not use this kind of bluestone, and the characters are smaller than this."

He squatted on the ground, holding up his flashlight, frowned and said, "It's Xixia literature. This monument is very similar to the induction tower stele of the rebuilt Huguo Temple in Gansu Museum in Liangzhou. According to the Xixia people's habit of using bilingual practice, There may be Chinese characters on the back, so turn them over and take a look.”

We turned the stone tablet aside and scraped off the layer of cement with a knife. Sure enough, there were comparisons of Chinese characters in regular script!

The head of the monument was read from left to right, and three words were engraved.

"Ask the Dead Book."

Looking down, this is a long sentence.

"He Luogong, supervised the construction of a defensive building, humble himself and respect others, be careful and fearful of righteousness, seeking to serve the king, but not good ending, Dabai's great country is so regretful, how sad, Bai ordered the letter to be opened to challenge the demise, and gave him 13 gold bowls and silver bowls. He gave him 16 gold and wine vessels, and a horse plaque was given to him and buried with the coffin and sealed with mud. Anyone who disturbed the undead of Heluo Workers will never be at peace. He will be determined for four years, and the autumn of Guiwei will be in autumn. ”

After reading this passage, I looked at each other's eyes and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

My breathing began to be rapid.

This is a book of deceased!

Not an epitaph!

The so-called "death certificate" issued by ancient officials is a one-minute document issued by officials. It can be understood as a "death certificate" issued to officials. On the one hand, it highlights the recognition and respect of the superior (emperor) for the contributions of the deceased in life. Secondly, the descendants of the deceased's family can receive a certain amount of rice, grain and money per month with the letter issued by the superiors. If the deceased's direct family members also die, the letter of the deceased can also be passed on to the descendants and then receive the reward. Summary, This is a very high honor.

I was shocked not only this, but also a few words mentioned directly in the inscription.

16 pieces of gold bowls and silver bowls, 19 pieces of gold belt wine utensils!

And... there is actually... there is also the "Imperial Horse Charter"!

We're going to have a big fuss.

This is a national first-class cultural relic with only single digits in stock!

What is the identity of the person named "He Luogong" in the inscription? He was actually given this kind of thing!

The Imperial Horse Card is a unique card talisman in Xixia. Its status and function are a bit like the tiger talisman in the Central Plains. Not to mention getting started, I have heard of it but have never seen this thing. I only know that there is this thing, and I don’t even have a picture. I've seen it, but I don't know what it looks like.

In 2005, there was only one Xixia Imperial Horse Charter in the National Museum in China. Later, in 2009, the construction team dug out another one when building a community in Wuwei City. There were only two in total, and they were gone.

I lit a cigarette and leaned against the tree, looked up at the night sky and took a deep breath.

No one should talk to me, I want to be quiet.

Don't talk about the golden bowl and silver bowl. If we really dug up the Imperial Horse Charter written on the inscription, we dare not say that the Miaoyin Bird is valuable, but the cultural relics are not lower than that of Miaoyin Bird. This thing, let each of us share a big horse. More than enough.

But if you sell something of this level, you will be almost ready to die.

"Fengzi! You said why did you sit there!

Douyazi's face turned red and his neck was thick, and he shouted: Dig it quickly! There are golden and silver bowls in the coffin!"

"Don't panic first," he waved his head and asked me, "Yunfeng, when did you say you will be determined to work for four years?"

"I can't remember it clearly. It should be the year before Li Xianjiwei? Historical books say that Li Xian died in one year."

"Yes, you're right."

"I suddenly thought of someone," he pointed his head and frowned deeply:

"The person above said that this person is named He Luogong, and his surname is He. I wonder if this person is possible, and it is related to He Chengzhen in the early Xixia period?"

I asked who the head He Cheng is in confusion? I don’t know.

At this moment, the face of the head was extremely serious and said something.

"He Cheng is really not inferior to Yuan Tiangang's great Feng Shui master and architect. At the foot of Helan Mountain, all the Xixia imperial tombs there were built by him."

After hearing this, my right eyelid kept beating and I began to feel scared.

If you were to say that the death penalty was just a reprieve, now it is 100% deadly, and it will be executed immediately.
Chapter completed!