Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 153 Clothes Tomb (Ninth)
"Woodmandrill?!" Zeng Yifan and Zhao Dapeng exclaimed at the same time.

"Yes, I checked, and it is indeed called Mudrill. It seems that the thousand-year-old tree absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, but it is just a legend, and no one has seen it." Zhang Mengmeng said frankly, shrugged, and took back the phone.

She was already prepared, and Zeng Yifan would definitely use this to scold Han Li again.Hey, it's embarrassing to have a bragging teacher.

"Go, go to Professor Han."

Zhang Mengmeng almost suspected that he had misheard. Zeng Yifan didn't say "Han Li" or "Nah's". He used the honorific title, "Professor Han".

Although they didn't know where Han Li lived, the three of them walked towards the township government, and soon met Han Li at the gate of Gu Miao's village, who was about to come to find them.

This time, Zhang Mengmeng finally introduced the two parties seriously.

In order to save Zhang Meng's face, the two sides also settled their suspicions and shook hands to make peace.

Han Li did not expect that this 25-year-old young man is not only a designer, but also quite accomplished in Feng Shui.It's just that Zhang Mengmeng said these words, whether it will work or not, I have to pull it out for a while.

Zeng Yifan did not expect that Han Li, who is always talking about bragging, is quite famous in the archaeological field. He has indeed entered many large tombs, and he has also done a lot of research on ancient legends.Come to think of it, Zhang Mengmeng knew so many things about Fuxi, and he was also inseparable from this strange professor.

Han Li's residence was one of the rooms on the second floor of a large private house near the township government.

The courtyard of this private house is a two-story wooden building. There are more than ten rooms in the main building alone, and there are several rooms in the east and west sides.

At a glance, almost every room is occupied by occupants. Outside some rooms, there are clotheslines with freshly washed clothes hanging on them.

"The rent here is very cheap, 100 yuan a month for a single room, including water and electricity." While Han Li introduced, he had already greeted the host to come down.He has lived here for several months and has become very familiar with the host family.

The owner who got down here, Zeng Yifan also knew, was the driver of the bus.

The driver was a Han Chinese, but he married a girl from the Miao family, so he took care of both sides and decided to start a career as a bus driver.By the way, the old house is sorted out at the woman's house and rented out to people who come here for tourism or business.

Therefore, most of the outsiders live here.

Sure enough, many people poked their heads out of the room because they heard noises in the yard.There was only one room, and because he heard the movement outside, he "swiped" to completely close the slightly opened curtains.

"Master, where did you go yesterday? It's hard for me to find." The host Wang Hao was the first to run downstairs and grabbed Zeng Yifan's arm.

"We stayed elsewhere last night."

"We went for a walk around the Gu Miao village last night." Zhao Dapeng added proudly.

"Gu seedlings? You can't mess with that. You guys are so courageous!" Wang Hao felt as if he saw a hero returning in triumph, and his admiration was beyond words.It made Zhao Dapeng really vain.

Gu seedlings are nothing, I have heard of singing Gu, and the story of peach blossom Gu and heart Gu is just like that.No, I slept all night without even having a dream, and now I am standing here properly.

Different from Zhao Dapeng's indifferent, Wang Hao listened to the stories about Miao Jiang's voodoo all night yesterday, each of which made people shudder.

"Come on, go to my room, I took a lot of photos yesterday, come and help me choose." Wang Hao warmly greeted.

Seeing Zeng Yifan being pulled away by Wang Hao's inexplicable enthusiasm, Zhang Mengmeng stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Mengmeng, come with me to see the golden nanmu coffin from the Western Han Dynasty. I found a lot of interesting things." Seeing that Zhang Mengmeng was alone, Han Li greeted her.

Ok?Zeng Yifan saw that the situation was not right, the photos taken by Wang Hao were so beautiful, Zhang Mengmeng and Mingshou couldn't be alone together.

So he shook off Wang Hao's hand and said, "I'll also go to see the coffin boards from the Western Han Dynasty."

"Then I'll go see the coffin board too." Naturally, Zhao Dapeng would not stand in the wrong team.

Uh!
For Wang Hao, the man in the baseball cap with a broken hand was scary, but the professor who brought back the coffin and the dead body and still placed it in the room was even more terrifying.

Thinking of the coffin and dead bones in his room, Wang Hao felt bad.

"Then I'd better go out and take pictures." Wang Hao said to himself, and went upstairs to get the equipment depressed.

Although Zeng Yifan followed, Han Li was not disappointed because he knew that he had a lot of experience in Feng Shui, and there happened to be something to test him.

Before entering the house, Zeng Yifan asked the owner for a few hangers, because Wang Hao's bedroom was just facing south, and a rope was pulled outside, so Zeng Yifan twisted his wet clothes casually and hung them there to dry.

Han Li's room should be the largest one in the courtyard, but in fact it is a large suite where the north and south rooms are combined together.Therefore, Han Li put the bed in the small compartment on the south side, and after passing through the small compartment, there is a large space behind, which can be regarded as a place for Han Li to conduct research.

A large rectangular table was placed in the middle, on which several coffin boards were stacked neatly, and all kinds of things were piled up around the room, too many but not chaotic.

"If you don't identify it, you will definitely not be able to tell who is buried in this coffin." Han Li looked at Zhang Mengmeng, pretending to be mysterious when he opened his mouth.Isn't that right? There are only a few bones left, and there is no clothing or burial to prove the identity of the deceased.However, this did not bother him as an archaeologist.

"It's Han." Zeng Yifan said three words softly but firmly.

Zeng Yifan's conclusion, like a basin of cold water, extinguished Han Li's high spirits at once.What was originally reserved to show off, was actually revealed so quickly.

"Actually, this is just a tomb of a Han Chinese." Zeng Yifan continued.

If Zeng Yifan judged that the coffin belonged to Han people, he could still be regarded as a hoodwink, but if he could tell that it was a tomb of clothes, it would have greatly exceeded Han Li's psychological expectations. In the coffin 2000 years ago, it is normal for the corpse inside to rot and weather, even he himself once judged it like this.If it weren't for the mark on the floor of the coffin...

Ignoring Han Li's surprise, Zeng Yifan directly picked up a coffin floor that was placed on the table.

The bottom of the coffin had been carefully cleaned by Han Li. There were seven small holes with a diameter of about 2 cm arranged in the spoon shape of the "Big Dipper", with lines connecting the small holes.Whether it is small holes or lines, they are all drawn with gold lines, and they are also used as the bottom plate of the coffin, so that after 2000 years of wind and sun, there is no trace of wear and tear.

(End of this chapter)