Chapter four hundred and seventy seventh strange thing
Yang Bo and the other two quickly rushed out of the tomb. Luo Yaohua felt a little regretful, "Why don't we leave without taking a look?"
Yang Bo held four stacked bowls in his hand, "These four bowls are enough!"
Luo Yaohua looked over and said, "Yuan Qinghua?"
Yang Bo nodded, "No matter how many things are in there, we are not greedy!"
As soon as Yang Bo finished speaking, he heard a huge noise coming from the tomb!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Da da da da!"
Luo Yaohua's expression suddenly changed, "This is a submachine gun!"
Yang Bo ran forward and said no more.
Luo Yaohua followed Yang Bo, and the two encountered injured Mongolians in the tomb passage, but they were quickly dealt with by Luo Yaohua.
Soon, the two returned to the abandoned factory. Luo Yaohua looked around and said, "That's not right. There should be someone guarding this place?"
"With someone watching over you, can you two still survive?"
Suddenly hearing someone speaking, Luo Yaohua immediately pointed his gun at them.
"Hey, hey! It's one of our own, it's me!" Fatty Liu responded hurriedly.
Luo Yaohua put down his gun and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Let's leave here first!" Yang Bo said.
Fatty Liu saw the porcelain bowl in Yang Bo's arms and immediately ran over, "Are you tired? I'll get it for you. I'll help you!"
Bayar looked at the group of people lying in a pool of blood and couldn't help but frown. Although he was caught off guard, the opponent was obviously prepared. His side still relied on the number of people and advanced weapons to annihilate the opponent. However,
Seven or eight of his own men died!
After glancing around, Bayar saw Cao Yuande hiding in the corner. He suddenly remembered the young man. He checked again and still didn't see it. He held back his anger and said, "Professor Cao, the young man who greeted you just now."
Woolen cloth?"
Cao Yuande didn't even blink. He saw Yang Bo running away with the blue and white porcelain bowl in his arms, "Let's go!"
"Left?" Bayar kicked the coffin, "Didn't he want to cooperate with me? If he sneaks away like this, as long as he is in this country, I will make it impossible for him to come back!"
After saying that, Bayar was about to pick up his cell phone and make a call.
Cao Yuande frowned, "Mr. Bayar, don't blame me for not reminding you. He has a special status. He dared to beat up the son of the speaker of the country in the imperial capital. Are you sure you want to arrest him?"
Bayar was stunned for a moment. The two countries are adjacent to each other, and many things are not considered secrets. Things that happen in the country will also be heard here. When he heard that Sun Hezhuo was beaten, he suddenly remembered the rumors at the beginning of the year, and immediately
You know Yang Bo’s identity!
"Don't let me see him again!" Bayar kicked the coffin again, but the coffin suddenly slid, catching him off guard and falling to the ground!
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Back at the hotel, Yang Bo looked at Yuwen, "What was discovered this time was the tomb of Mrs. Chechen of Mandu. Do the fact that the tombs are so densely found in this area mean that more can be unearthed around Mount Burhan?"
tomb?"
Yuwen held the compass in his hand and stared at it in trance.
Fatty Liu and Luo Yaohua were swirling around the four blue and white bowls. When they heard Yang Bo's question, they both looked up suddenly!
After a long time, Yu Wen finally nodded, "That's true, but you should also know that robbing tombs will harm the world. Although I know a lot of things, I can't tell them, otherwise I'm afraid I will be punished by God!"
Fatty Liu held the blue and white bowl with a smile on his face, "Our harvest is quite good. The key is that there is no loss. I think enough is enough, enough is enough!"
Luo Yaohua, on the other hand, thought it was nothing, "Let's not go digging, just point out the Mongolian man and let him go digging!"
Yuwen shook his head and said nothing.
But Fatty Liu's face darkened, "You have only been in the industry for a few years, and you have no scruples in doing things. Since the Qin Dynasty, basically the imperial tombs of the previous dynasties have been stolen and dug up, not counting the First Emperor, the Eastern and Western Han Dynasties, the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties
, Sui, Tang, Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and even the Song Dynasty, Xixia and Jin Dynasties, basically all were stolen and dug up!"
"There are really not many imperial tombs that have been spared since ancient times. Cao Cao set up official positions to dig up other people's ancestral tombs. After his death, he built many tombs to prevent tombs from being robbed. The Qianling Mausoleum of the Tang Dynasty was spared because it could not be dug, but other emperors were not spared.
, especially in the two Song dynasties!"
"In the Yuan Dynasty, because there were no trees or seals, it was basically preserved. Of course, we have dug one. In the Ming Dynasty, although the Qing Dynasty was a foreign nation, they protected the Ming Emperor's mausoleum well and basically preserved it completely.
, but in the New China period, archaeologists at that time wrote to the central government to excavate Changling, and later dug Dingling instead! You may not know the specific situation, but I know it clearly!"
"Many of those who were directly involved in the excavation of Dingling were in terrible condition later on. Wu Han, the historian who advocated the excavation, committed suicide in prison. His hair was pulled out before his death, and the whereabouts of his ashes are still unknown; Zheng Zhenduo, who was responsible for directing the excavation, committed suicide in prison.
, died in a plane crash on his way to visit Afghanistan and the United Arab Republic; Liu De'an, the photographer who opened the coffin, hanged himself; Bai Wanyu, an archaeological expert who participated in the excavation, became delirious in his later years and died of cerebral hemorrhage..."
Luo Yaohua hurriedly put the blue and white porcelain bowl on the sofa. He stared at Fatty Liu with wide eyes, "You damn fat man, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Fatty Liu shook his head, "This thing is a bit weird, and it comes at a special time. These things can be explained, but what happens next is even weirder!"
"Due to the special period to destroy the Four Olds, the leaders of the park management at that time ordered the migrant workers to treat the coffin of Emperor Wanli and Empress as garbage and throw it into the ravine. That afternoon, the coffin of Emperor Wanli and Empress was thrown into the ravine by godless farmers.
Sold out in one fell swoop.
There was an elderly couple who did not believe in God, so they specially used this precious nanmu coffin to be made into a coffin for funeral arrangements. After the first coffin was made, the old lady kicked her legs and died; the second coffin had just been completed, and the old man also died.
Less than half a month before and after.
Five months later, an even more bizarre thing happened.
A farmer couple in Yuling Village did not believe in God, so they took the wide and thick golden nan boards as a windfall, dragged them piece by piece into their field, and found someone to make two bed cabinets and put them in the main room.
At noon on a Sunday, when the farmer and his wife came home from work covered in mud and water, they suddenly discovered that their four children were missing. When the couple walked around and returned to the house, they suddenly found four pairs of small children lying next to the cabinet.
Shoes. The two quickly opened the cabinet lid and saw four children squeezing each other, already dead.
After the death of their four children, the couple gave birth to another child. What is puzzling is that the only son, not long after graduating from high school, failed to realize his ambition, but died mysteriously in a quiet night, lying on the bed cabinet. It is said that
Died from carbon monoxide poisoning caused by burning coal.
Because of the lessons learned from Dingling, most people dare not sign the "Request for Instructions on the Excavation of the Qianling Mausoleum"... Therefore, the cultural relics of the Qianling Mausoleum and other Ming imperial tombs are well preserved."
After Fatty Liu finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room!
This was the first time for Yang Bo to come across this kind of thing. Although he didn't quite believe it, he had to disbelieve it.
Chapter completed!