Cat Gu Notes

What? "

"It's all... here!"

"Come help," said the uncle.

"Oh... oh." The leopard raised the knife and approached, imitating the uncle and inserting the knife into the crack of the door.

The uncle said: "Who wants you to help me with this? You give all the knives to Haiyang, and then help me to carry Douxin."

When Xia Mingruo heard this, he immediately shifted his vain eyes to the leopard, and opened his hands in a hug.

Leopard stuck to the wall and shook his head desperately.

Xia Mingruo took the initiative to rub against him, stuck to him, and whispered into his ear: "Leopard, you have nowhere to go for a long time, let me tell you a story. Do you know what a cat ghost is? In the Sui and Tang dynasties, there were people Raising cats with human blood, what about this blood... this cat..."

One of the countless howls after the leopard met Xia Mingruo came again.

Accompanied by the screams was the sound of the tomb door opening.The mandarin duck latch is a very high craftsmanship, which has been mentioned once or twice in ancient technical books.It is said that when the door is closed, it can be automatically locked, and when it is opened, two people and four hands need to push it in different directions at the same time, just like the wheel lock on a submarine.

The old man is still right. Only old men like uncles can deal with mysterious things.

Opening the door, without even taking a step, something flew out of the tomb, wrapped in a dark wind, and hit the leopard standing in the middle of the corridor. Before the leopard could even scream, it rolled its eyes and fell down.

It fell down and pinned Xia Mingruo, so Xia Mingruo screamed: "Cat ghost——!"

Xia's father is a liar.

But he led Lao Huang on a wretched and profound path with Solzhenitsyn's persistence in his soul.

Old Huang was thinking.

Gentlemen are harmonious but different, and the same will not continue.Therefore, Laohuang and Maogui are the same, but different.

Xia Mingruo discussed with him: "Why are you getting fat again?"

"..."

"Always in the tomb?"

"..."

"From the hole uncle dug?"

"..."

"Ouch," Xia Mingruo pulled it off the leopard and rubbed it in his arms, "but it's finally back! I really miss those two German shepherds!"

The uncle's legs were still a little weak, and at this moment he slid down from the stone door: "Huh—"

"No way?" Xia Mingruo smiled, "Are you really scared?"

The uncle wiped off a drop of sweat, and looked at Chu Haiyang with his eyes: "Do you think it's scary...?"

Chu Haiyang suddenly smiled softly.

He came over, first touched Lao Huang, then Xia Mingruo lovingly, then put away his smile, and chased him mercilessly.

Xia Mingruo and Lao Huang yelled and fled away.

The uncle asked: "Is it intentional?"

"That goes without saying!" Chu Haiyang roared angrily, "Both are not good! The only pursuit in life is to scare the leopard!"

Hearing this, the uncle squatted sadly in front of the leopard's corpse, and shouted: "My miserable apprentice, what evil did you do in your previous life... Oh, my God, I'm sorry..."

The leopard was awakened by him, and stood up in a daze.

Lao Huang jumped back into Xia Mingruo's arms, and Xia Mingruo hid behind Chu Haiyang.

Chu Haiyang bent down and asked the leopard with concern, "Are you all right?"

The leopard was startled, and then recalled his soul, and shouted heartily: "Cat ghost——!"

The rest of the people all responded in pain: Going deaf!Going deaf!

The uncle covered his mouth: "Don't, I still want to take a look at the tomb before the archaeological team comes down." Leopard whimpered: "Master..."

His master said: "Don't be afraid, don't believe it to scare you. Where did the cat ghost come from? It's actually their old Huang."

The leopard looked at Xia Mingruo eagerly, and Xia Mingruo laughed.

The leopard pointed at Lao Huang and asked tremblingly, "The ones fed with blood?"

Xia Mingruo laughed and said, "How is it possible, it's just a family of cats."

Leopard is still worried: "Can you use spells to harm people?"

"How can that be?" Xia Mingruo approached, holding up Huang to be at eye level with him, "Spells, it's pediatrics, Lao Huang has never used it uncommonly when he harms people. Come on, buddy Huang, we were wrong, hurry up!" Apologize to Brother Leopard, and show a solid class friendship."

So at a distance of only ten centimeters from the leopard's nose, at the entrance of the tomb with the door open and exuding a cold atmosphere, under a dim electric light bulb, Lao Huang tried his best to open his three-petal mouth, laughing with difficulty, convulsively and distortedly. up.

The leopard's eyeball poked upwards, then fell down again.

Xia Mingruo silently took the cat back and looked at the uncle, who silently kicked the leopard aside.

The archaeologists who heard the sound had already come down, and the old man was among them, asking, "What's wrong?"

Chu Haiyang shook his head weakly: "Nothing."

The old man asked someone to carry the unconscious leopard out, and he and Captain Zhou stayed behind to enter the tomb.

Xia Mingruo was quite worried about him: "Are you okay? There is a lack of oxygen here."

"Alas!" said the old man, "the lack of oxygen is unbearable, and the itching is unbearable. Let's go!"

With a lamp in his hand and a string in the other hand, Chu Haiyang stepped carefully into the threshold, and saw the exit of the robbery hole on the floor tiles at first sight.

The old man coughed lightly and sighed: "From ancient times to the present, there is no one who does not perish, and every grave is dug."

The uncle scratched his head and wiped his face, looking around with innocent eyes.

Afterwards, the darkness and coldness of thousands of years were gradually dispelled, and the majestic, gloomy and majestic picture scroll that belonged to that prosperous age slowly unfolded in front of people:

Murals, pictures of battles.

There are no male attendants in scarlet robes looking forward, no maids with long-sleeved white shirts in a bun, no Bodhisattvas, lotus flowers, colorful clouds and flying cranes, only majestic guards of honor, horses chasing the wind, Sharp knives, dense arrows, solid walls, and dark clouds of warriors.

There are also halberd frames painted on the east and west walls, painted in bright red, with nine halberds inserted in each, and animal head flags on the halberds.

"Eighteen halberd weapon racks," Xia Mingruo said in a low voice, then pointed to the top of the tomb, reminding, "Star map."

The top of the coupon is plastered with white ash, and the deep sky is depicted in navy blue, and the stars are dotted with white ash.The center of the circle is Tianshu, there is a small circle outside the center, and Ziwei Yuan is engraved inside, including Huagai, Emperor, Empress, Prince, Bastard, and Big Dipper; outside, there are 28 constellations around it.

The old man withdrew his gaze: "This is the Sui tomb, there can be no mistake."

Xia Mingruo asked: "Why?"

"Do you see the Tianshu in the middle? This means that the Polaris at that time was Tianshu," the old man signaled Chu Haiyang to raise the lamp, "and the time when Tianshu replaced the Emperor Star as the Polaris is generally believed to be the beginning of the seventh century. During the Sui and Tang Dynasties."

"However..." The old man looked around at the murals and scratched his head, "Is this tomb really the tomb of Prince Yuande?... Hey! Old Zhou!"

"Ah?" Captain Zhou was being dazzled by the precious objects in the room.

"Who was the first to say that Prince Yuande was buried here? The carved stone at the entrance of the village?" the old man asked him.

Captain Zhou shook his head: "No, the stone is only engraved with Buddhist scriptures from the Sui Dynasty. The news of the prince's tomb in the local area was said by an old man in the village. Later, someone also found the record in the county annals compiled during the Republic of China."

"County chronicles?" The old man thought for a while, "It's debatable. In the Sui and Tang dynasties, there was a saying that the tomb of the prince who died early was a mausoleum, and the situation about the emperor's mausoleum was a curse. It is mostly recorded in the literature, and where did the county annals get the news?"

Captain Zhou doesn't know anymore.

The old man shrugged and walked to the ear room.There are two ear chambers, which are distributed on the east and west sides of the tomb, and the funerary objects are dazzling.The east ear room has a coupon door and a domed roof, inside which are mostly exquisite weapons and horses. There are several pairs of gold, silver and jewel-encrusted ivory horse bridles; the west ear room has the same structure as the east one, mainly eating and drinking utensils, silver pots and agate cups. Crystal glasses and the like.

The uncle fell behind, covering his eyes and refusing to look, Xia Mingruo giggled, the uncle touched his heart and murmured: "It hurts, it hurts so much."

Everyone was a little excited, their feet were fluttering, their throats seemed to be blocked and they couldn't speak.Captain Zhou's radiant face and the old man's shiny head were especially shining.

But the old man is everyone after all, he has seen the world, so he turned around and calmed down and went back to the tomb, pointing to the small door on the north side of the tomb and said: "The back room, the corpse is inside."

But this door made it difficult.

The door has a latch, and the uncle looked at it and said that it is not complicated at all. It just needs to be pushed up and down to open the latch.But what is special is that the stone door panels are so tightly seamed that even a knife cannot be inserted in, and only a small round hole is cut in the middle of the door crack.

"This is also a mechanism," the uncle explained, "take a thick rope, tie one end to the latch inside, and pass the other end through this hole and drop it into the front room. When the door is closed and the rope is pulled, the latch will fall coming."

"Can it be driven?" Chu Haiyang asked him.

The uncle frowned: "To be honest, the distance between the holes is too small, and the tools can't be used."

Xia Mingruo snorted, and suddenly stretched his arm into the hole: "It's not difficult, just push it away."

Before Chu Haiyang could stop him, he saw a painful expression on his face, then moved again, and raised his head quite calmly: "Soapy water."

This fool!

Everyone was in a hurry, and the old man shouted: "Don't go up and get it!"

Chu Haiyang jumped up and ran out, fumbled up and down for a while, then rushed back: "Glycerin! Glycerin!"

Xia Mingruo took the vial and asked with a smile, "Hai Hai, what are you doing with glycerin with you? Are you constipated?"

"You don't care," Chu Haiyang said coldly, grabbed the glycerin and squeezed into the small hole. While squeezing, he grabbed Xia Mingruo's arm and pulled it out. Xia Mingruo screamed helplessly, "Ouch! My arm ——! Grandma’s, it hurts——!”

Old Huang thought to the side: It has been lubricated...

"Oh, master, what should we do then? Amputation will make it? At least it can be considered a work-related injury." Chu Haiyang smirked, but he didn't dare to use force in his hands.