Chapter 12 – White Bones – Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

“Big brother, what’s a mustard scallop, a kelp?”

Sun boss did not laugh, he looked at me and said: “Not what kelp, is a person’s name, about this person, the information on the record has only half a word, I did not expect, so that we mistakenly on, how about putting the head? How about the head? I see the old two old three is ready.”

General Wang asked with some seriousness in his eyes, “Nothing went wrong over at the stronghold, did it?”

Boss Sun nodded, “No, those youngsters raised under a mole are very resourceful.”

“Boss, don’t bid on this batch of goods for now, especially this bronze bean, once the news spreads out from Shunde, there’s a high chance that it will attract wolves ah.”

“Wolves in the south?” Boss asked with a grimace.

“I’m afraid it’s not just the wolves in the south, everywhere is now full of wolves picking up bones to eat, and if we don’t cover our pots tightly, there’s a chance that the smell of the meat will bring the coyotes over.”

“Boss, I’ve made up my mind,” said Wang Gangtou with a slap outstretched, “Five days, shorten the time to five days, pull out everything for me, and after we get it, we’ll leave Shunde as soon as possible, and find a place to get out of the wind first.”

From this conversation between the King’s General and Boss Sun, I could hear that they were both a little nervous, as if they were jealous of something.

The hour of the son has passed, and the moths are on the hill.

Sun Lao Er was squatting on the ground smoking, and Sun Lao San was counting the sacks.

“The wind is calm, let’s begin.” Boss Sun’s voice came over the intercom.

“Yun Feng, how many sacks do you have there?”

“Two, I have four more.”

“Well, it should be about the same,” said Sun Lao Er, stomping out the cigarette in his hand.

At this time, the moth mountain came from a burst of strange bird calls, this bird calls, big night let a person listen to the heart is not comfortable.

“It’s unlucky,” said Mr. Wang, looking at the black hole of Moth Mountain behind him and cursing the bad luck of the bird, which he said was a bird of mourning, not a good thing.

Annunciation bird is the owl, ancient people called the night lord, this thing used to see the most in the mass graves, so people called it Annunciation bird.

“Blah, blah, blah, blah, what a fucking dead bird,” Sun Lao Er spat several times in the direction of the mountain.

When the owls stopped hooting, we moved on.

That previously drilled robber hole was well covered by a mole’s men, with complete yellow turf laid on top of the robber hole, and four wooden sticks used as supports underneath, so that from the outside alone, it was almost impossible to see any breakage.

Packing away these things, with headlamps, the Sun brothers slid down the robber’s hole with both legs braced, and I was the last to go down, after a lot of effort.

The muddy grave pit under the dunking had very little standing water left, and could not drown one’s feet, except that the ground was a little thin and muddy, and one’s feet felt a little sticky as one walked on it.

The tomb passage was dark and damp, and the temperature was quite a bit lower than above.

Righting the headlamp, Sun Lao Er said to me, “The head of the handle is right, we have to speed up the progress, Yun Feng, you go to that west ear room yesterday and see if you missed anything in the corner floor, if you didn’t miss anything come back to the east and help us.”

After explaining all this, the Sun brothers and I separated for the time being, they went to the right to find the east auricle, while I turned left to go to the west auricle.

With no one around me, and now in a tomb in the middle of the night, I was scared as I walked.

I held the headlamp, and I thought in my heart, “Don’t blame, don’t blame, don’t blame, don’t blame the proprietor, I’m just asking for a small fortune, Amitabha Buddha.”

People light candles, ghosts blow out lanterns. I asked the head of the tomb, I said, “Head of the tomb, the rooster does not touch the gold, even if we are not the gold inspector, but for safety, we have to light a white candle in the tomb, don’t you think? I’ve heard people say that if the candle goes out, it means the owner of the tomb is unhappy, so we have to go out, or we’ll hit a ghost.”

The old handler was

Laughing out loud, he said: “Yunfeng, you, you, you’ve watched too many movies and TV shows, the candle went out means the tomb owner is not happy? If the candles are on, it means the owner is happy? What, the owner is happy to welcome us to dig his grave? It’s a joke.”

“In addition, Yunfeng, you don’t think about it, yes, the ancient tomb robbers would light a white candle in the tomb, but that’s for lighting, otherwise how can they rob the tomb in the dark? It’s not that they wanted to light a candle, it’s because there was no electricity, so they couldn’t see without it!”

“We now have a headlamp flashlight, light candles for what, some of the tomb corpses rotted and methane, may see the open flame will explode, understand it Yunfeng?” These are the original words that Wang told me, sounds like a joke, but I later thought carefully, I feel quite reasonable.