Chapter 886 Shocking

Yi Mountain, also known as Beiqi Mountain, is located in the north of Luo City, the border of Ganyu Province. It is the * vein of Qinling Mountain. The main peak is Cuiyun Peak, and the trees on the peak are lush. The scenery is extremely beautiful.

The mountains in the north are majestic, and the water is deep and the soil is thick. The water of Yi and Luo runs from the west to the east of Luo City and passes through the feng shui of the ancients.

Moreover, the soil layer 5-15 meters below the surface of Beibei Mountain has low water seepage rate, good bonding performance, and the soil is tight and dense. Therefore, Qishan has been regarded as a feng shui treasure for funeral Anzhong since ancient times.

Since the eleventh year of Jianwu in the Later Han Dynasty, Liu Zhi, the king of Chengyang, has been buried in Beiyu Mountain. Later, the princes and princes have chosen many cemeteries here. Even after the king of Baekje on the Korean Peninsula died in his hometown, he also chose Yushan as his burial place.

As the saying goes, "Bred in Suzhou and Hangzhou, buried in Beibei." They all originated from the cemetery of the Luoyang people since the Eastern Han Dynasty. It is the tombs of Lv Buwei, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, the queen Chen of the Southern Dynasty, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the Sima family of the Western Jin Dynasty, the original mausoleum of Liu Xiu, the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu, the

Because Beipi Mountain has been a treasure of the underworld house since ancient times, many myths and stories have also included it. "There are many so-called Guishan Ghost King in many novels, which refers to this Peishan Mountain.

Of course, Pishan is also the place that has suffered the most serious disaster. Cao Cao's captain of the Three Kingdoms and the later warlords gathered military expenses and all hit the idea on the rich tomb burial objects at the foot of Beipi Mountain.

So for thousands of years, I don't know how many tomb thieves have visited the whole Beibei Mountain, and I don't know how many emperors' bones have been thrown into the wild. I don't know if the ancient feng shui master thought of the desolation of the emperor's remains today when he was in Kanyu

Zhang Da Niu's family is in a small village at the foot of Beibei Mountain. Due to more drought and less rain, it is difficult to support the family by farming alone. Therefore, most of the young and middle-aged people in the village go out to work, and those who stay in the village are all thinking to Beibei Mountain.

The tombs of thousands of emperors and generals, no matter how clean the ancients dig, there are still fish that leak out of the net. Although the Beibei tomb protection group has been established now, there are still many night workers in the dead of night.

The "Xiaozhuang" car stops on the front slope..."

Turn over the small hillside in front of you and drive forward for another eight minutes to get to Zhang Da Niu's house, but Zhuang Rui received a phone call from Professor Meng and asked him to stop the car on the hillside.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

After Zhuang Rui asked Hao Long to stop, he walked down and greeted Professor Meng who came out of the bus.

"It's shocking! It's shocking!"

Professor Meng's face was a little ugly. He waved his hand and walked straight to a slope, looking at a faulted soil full of thin holes in his fingers." He didn't say for a long time.

Professor Meng pointed to a hole in the fault that looked only 30 or 40 centimeters in diameter, and said to Zhuang Rui, "There used to be a tomb here, but it has already been stolen. This is a stolen hole. This hole should be at least for more than a murderous year..."

Professor Meng paused for a moment and waved to Zhuang Rui. "He asked him to climb up a slightly sloping mound. With the afterglow of the sunset, he looked at the empty crops in the distance in front of him." There was a trace of sadness on his face.

"In another few decades, there may be no ancient tomb in Qishan..."

Professor Meng suddenly squatted down, picked up a round mound about ten centimeters long and about six or seven centimeters in diameter, and said, "Xiaozhuang" Look at what this is?"

"This?"

Zhuang Rui didn't know what Professor Meng meant by showing him this. He looked at the soil for a while. When he was about to say he didn't know, he suddenly remembered the appearance of the Luoyang shovel. He remembered that the soil he had brought with the Luoyang shovel before was in this shape.

"Teacher, is this the legacy of the tomb robber's exploration of the tomb?"

Zhuang Rui asked tentatively. I don't know how long the soil in his hand has existed. It has been very hard for a long time. Even if it falls to the ground, I'm afraid it won't fall away.

Professor Meng nodded, pointed around with his finger, and said, "Yes, look around again, how many of these things are on the ground..."

Zhuang Rui looked to the ground according to the teacher's words. It didn't matter. He immediately understood the shocking meaning of what Professor Meng had just said.

It turns out that on this hillside, almost every five or six meters away, there are many such explorations piled up on the ground. The circular column is easy to identify.

That is to say, just on the hillside where he is a bit like a sealed mound, it is almost sifted by a fence. Most of the tombs of the Qin Dynasty built palaces and sealed the earth on the tombs, so this hillside has also attracted the attention of tomb robbers.

I heard that it was one thing, but when I saw this kind of scene at the scene, the shock was indescribable. Zhuang Rui muttered to himself, "Isn't anyone care about this?"

"Alas" The local government has also made a lot of effort to rectify it, but it can't be managed at all. People can't be seen during the day, and they only come out at night. [Police] are also human beings. You can't guard this mountain 24 hours a day, can you?"

Professor Meng has a great understanding of the situation here. His comments ** are relatively objective. As the saying goes, only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent a thief?

Tigers still have time to take a nap, not to mention these locals who occupy the right time, place and people. "Beibei Mountain is hundreds of miles from east to west, and even if three or five hundred [police] are thrown into it, I don't think it will have any effect.

Money and silk touch people's hearts. If you want to eradicate the phenomenon of tomb robbery, there is only one possibility, that is, antiques are worthless, and naturally no one will dig ancient tombs.

Of course, from the perspective of the current prosperous and peaceful society, this possibility is not high.

Professor Meng pointed to the mountains bathed in the sunset and said to Zhuang Rui, "In that direction, there are more than a dozen emperors' tombs of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Wei, Western Jin Dynasty and Northern Wei Dynasties, as well as the accompanying tombs of the royal family and ministers. The total number is more than a thousand." Unfortunately, /P>

With the popularization of the rule of law education, I believe that people will raise their awareness in the future..."

Zhuang Rui comforted Professor Meng. In fact, he did not believe this. The more educated he was, the more secretive he would be. Just like Boss Yu's tomb robbers, which tracked more than a dozen provinces for nearly ten years before they could be brought to justice.

"Let's go, let's do our best" can protect a little..." Professor Meng was a little depressed and turned back and walked down the hillside.

For this expert who has devoted his life to protection research [China] national scientific research and ancient tombs, the reality is undoubtedly cruel, just like a ceramic expert, watching his beloved ancient porcelain being broken little by little.

Strictly speaking, the place where Zhang Da Niu's family lives is not a village. "His family has built an orchard on the top of the mountain" and built a house at the foot of the mountain, and there are no residents around.

Fortunately, although the mountain road is difficult to walk, it is finally wide. I don't know how many times the chassis of Zhuang Rui's car hit on the raised stone, and then came to several houses made of bluestone and bricks.

"Dad, we're back" Everything has been sold..."

As soon as the car was stable in front of Zhang Da Niu's house, Zhang Erniu jumped out of the car and almost made Zhuang Rui bite his tongue. Who is this? Do you still think that those antiques are sold?

"You baby, how many times have I told you that those dead things are unlucky, but they just don't listen..."

With the words, an old man in his fifties came out of the yard and suddenly saw two cars parked in front of his house. He was stunned for a moment.

"Dad, we didn't sell those things and donated them to the country." They are all people from the country who come to inspect ancient tombs..."

There is a sensible person. After Zhang Daniu kicked his brother, he explained to him that Erniu didn't care at all. "Go straight to a house with cooking smoke." The stupid brother was hungry again.

"Quick, please come in. There is nothing to treat in our house. Brother, don't dislike it, old lady, cook more in the evening." Kill the black fish I touched yesterday and take a nap..."

Although Lao Zhang is a rural person, he is very discerning. At a glance, he can see that Professor Meng is the leader and let the group into the room.

"Brother, how old am I? Let's call you Lao Zhang." You're welcome. We're going to stay in your house for a period of time. What do we have to eat? Don't make us look like outsiders..."

Professor Meng has rich experience in dealing with rural people. In a few words, Lao Zhang's heart is warm. People just want to respect each other. In terms of personality, the king and the beggar are completely equal.

But now some people just like to insert green onions in the pig's nose... pretend to be like an elephant. When they come to the countryside, they show off their power, and don't think about what their ancestors do for more than eight generations?

After Professor Meng told Lao Zhang about his expenses for accommodation and meals here, Old Han suddenly waved his hand and said, "Brother, you are looking down on our countrymen." There is no money in front of rice at home. Why are you afraid of eating more people? The naive second brother in my family eats more than three or four people..."

"Uncle Zhang, you're welcome. We usually have to eat some meat when we work. Don't you have to go to the town to cut it? That's it..."

Finally, under the persuasion of Zhuang Rui and others, "Lao Zhang took 2,000 yuan. At that time, his hands trembled, and the orchard he contracted was not very good." In the past few years, there were not many fruits, otherwise the two sons would not have gone out to work.

At night, he ate the vegetables grown by Lao Zhang's family, and then Da Niu's mother killed the rooster at home.

You know, the rooster ears in the countryside are very popular. This is the courtesy of entertaining the most distinguished guests, as well as the thick white and tender black fish soup. Several staff who came with Professor Meng cheered.

Unable to go up the mountain at night, Zhuang Rui and others started together and cleaned up the empty rooms and grain, which was settled.