The Great Qin Empire---Qin Li

In the dark tomb, fifteen layers of damp stone steps slanted downward, as if it was a road of no return to the underworld, or a broad road to wealth and honor...

What blocked the tomb robbers was a tomb guardian beast named "Fang Xiangshi", which was used to drive away the evil beast "Wang Xiang" that ate the corpses of the dead in legend. Unexpectedly, hundreds of years later, the ghosts did not come, but a few tomb robbers came.

The rest of the people had little experience and had never seen this thing, so they retreated in fear. Only Chang was not afraid. He walked over, patted the two beast heads of "Fang Xiangshi" carved into deformed dragon faces, and touched the four antlers with branches and branches, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that it is made of stone. If it was made of copper, it could be moved away and melted."

Chang couldn't figure out who the owner of the tomb was. Not only were there many people buried with the dead, but there were also people and carriages surrounding the tomb like stars surrounding the moon. There was also such a high-standard tomb step and an extremely rare tomb guardian guarding it. Look at the exquisite carvings of the stone beast, which is lifelike. It is definitely not something that ordinary nobles can have.

He simply shook his head and stopped thinking about this problem. He urged the five people to work together to move the tomb guardian stone beast that was pressing on the entrance of the coffin chamber of the tomb little by little. Then he used a hoe to pry and smash, and after a while, he finally pushed a crack in the stone coffin chamber...

Cold air poured into the coffin chamber, and a stale smell also emanated outward, choking several people and making them retreat.

"Don't block the way!" Chang pushed the other five people away, moved forward, lay on the ground, and shone a torch inside!

"Hahaha, I'm rich!"

Looking at the coffin chamber filled with burial objects, Chang laughed.

Others also came over and looked inside in the light of the fire. The first thing that caught their eyes in the coffin chamber was rows of neatly arranged exquisite lacquerware. Although they couldn't see clearly inside, they could vaguely recognize the outlines of a set of chime bells, tripods, and gui (guǐ)...

Good lacquerware is as valuable as gold and silver, and those bronzes can be sold at a good price - of course, not as antiques, but as copper materials.

"Finally, all the hard work for so many days was not in vain."

Everyone was overjoyed, and then asked one person to watch the torches and weapons outside, and they continued to push the coffin chamber open. After pushing the door to a point where one person could enter, he hung a torch inside, repeating this process several times. When the torch was no longer extinguished, Chang urged:

"Xing, hurry in!"

Xing was the name of the half-grown child. Unlike the others, he did not put on the clothes dug out from the tomb. At this moment, he was standing aside with his arms folded, shivering with cold.

Hearing that Chang was forcing him to go down into the tomb again, Xing showed a mournful expression. Unlike the others, he was forced to do this. The tomb robbers needed a thin boy who could get into the tomb, so they tricked him from Chu, whose parents had both passed away...

Xing was very afraid of ghosts and had nightmares recently. He dreamed that the tomb owners whose burial objects he had moved were lining up to take his life. But he also knew that begging would be fruitless. If he did not obey, he would be beaten and kicked.

The villain standing in front of him was far more terrifying than the illusory ghosts. Xing could only bite the bullet and squat at the foot of the steps tremblingly. He pulled the rope, tried with his feet, and carefully went down to the coffin room...

"Crack", a crisp sound rang out, Xing looked down at the firelight above his head, and was immediately scared out of his wits!

It was a human skeleton! A skeleton wearing a woman's deep dress was leaning against his feet! Xing just stepped on its hand and broke it!

"Ah!"

Xing jumped away with a scream, but unexpectedly turned around and saw a bigger skeleton: this time it was the bony skeletons of four horses, they lay quietly together, and there was a military chariot behind them. The wheels had decayed, leaving only the bronze chariot, and there was also a human skeleton, wearing a set of Chu-style leather armor, sitting on the chariot with his head tilted...

These people and chariots were all burial objects of the tomb owner.

"Don't shout! Hold the torch!"

Chang's angry voice rang out from outside, and then a torch was put down. Xing had to take the torch and stick it into the ground while carefully avoiding the bones of the victims.

At this time, he almost saw the whole picture of the coffin room. The coffin room was large and made of stone. The coffin was placed in the middle and surrounded by dense burial objects.

Xing knelt down on the ground trembling, bowed to the dark and gloomy black coffin, and said that he was also forced to do so. If he didn't do this, the people above would beat him, kill him, and abandon him in the wilderness...

Then, Xing carefully picked up the beautiful lacquerware painted in red and black and handed it to the people above.

After moving a few lacquer boxes and lacquer jars, Chang asked him to move the tripod and gui.

With the torch on the ground, Xing saw that on the north side of the coffin room, there were indeed seven tripods and six gui neatly placed, from left to right, the size gradually decreased.

Of course, he didn't know that this was the ritual specification of "feudal lords" in Chu State, which was equivalent to the princes. The largest tripods were half a person's height and too heavy for him to move. He could only carry the smallest tripod and barely pass it up...

When he was out of breath and tried to pass the smallest gui up, he lifted it for a long time and no one came to take it.

"Ouch!"

A scream came from the ground!

It was the man who was guarding the torches and weapons, followed by the heavy sound of falling to the ground, and the stern warnings of Chang and others...

"Be careful, fight the enemy!"

"Fight the enemy? What happened?"

Xing knew nothing down there, and was a little scared. He slowly retreated with the cold bronze gui in his arms, but accidentally stepped on the torch stuck in the ground and extinguished it...

In the coffin room, it became dark in an instant!

It was as if a ghost was naughty, pouting and blowing gently, extinguishing the only light...

Xing felt that he was completely surrounded by darkness, and was immediately horrified.

It was pitch black all around, and when he lowered his head, he saw the eye sockets of the female burial victim's skull, which seemed to be flashing with a light green light, staring at him, questioning why he disturbed the dead!

"Help!" The bronze gui in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and Xing lay on the wall of the tomb and shouted, but no one cared about him.

At this moment, the ground above the coffin chamber was in a lively fight, with torches flashing and various sounds mixed together:

The spear tip collided with the sword blade, and the sharp metal wailing echoed in the tomb; the crossbow's hanging knife was pulled, and with a sound of "squeak", the crossbow arrow flew towards the target, but hit the wooden shield with a muffled sound; the trembling of the bowstring sounded immediately, causing a scream of pain, and even an arrow shot on the stone of the coffin chamber, splashing a spark.

It was obvious that a fierce fight was taking place on the ground, but Xing thought that it was not a human.

"It's the ghost who came, the ghost came to punish us..."

Xing remembered the various ghost stories he had heard since he was a child. According to the narrator, the appearance of the ghost was very ferocious. When sleeping, the body was folded in half, and when walking, the legs were close together. It looked like a one-legged monster jumping around. The villagers called it "thorn ghost".

Xing had heard people claiming to have seen thorn ghosts more than once. They said they used peaches as bows, spurs as arrowheads, and chicken feathers as arrow feathers. They would aim at the hearts of people who did bad things and shoot them. They would always hit the target...

Now, those ghosts are here, right outside!

Xing was terrified. He squatted down, holding his head tightly with both hands and closing his eyes. In the dark coffin room, the child howled and cried...

The crying could not dispel the fear. The sounds of fighting outside continued to reach his ears. The cold wind also poured in from the gaps in the coffin room, making a weird whine...

After an unknown period of time, the sounds of fighting outside gradually stopped, and the sound of people talking came instead.

Xing opened his eyes in surprise, walked to the exit of the coffin room, stood on tiptoe and looked out...

Without any sign, a face suddenly appeared in front of him, with flying hair on the cheeks, a red birthmark on the forehead, and blood on the tip of the nose and between the eyebrows!

"Ghost!" Xing was so scared that he sat on the ground.

Unexpectedly, the people outside were also frightened by him, and they stepped back suddenly, cursing: "Heifu, there is really a ghost in this tomb!"

"Don't talk nonsense, there is no ghost."

The footsteps approached, and the torch shone into the coffin room, revealing Xing's thin body.

"I thought, there is another one inside..."

A strong hand reached in, the left hand.

Then a strong voice sounded above his head: "Young man, do you want to come up?"

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