Chapter 139 – Mysterious Man in the Tomb Room – Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

I was greatly shocked!

The mysterious brick chamber tomb that appeared in the hinterland of the Tengger Desert could be an early Ming Dynasty tomb!

The Commander of the Northern Capital Commandery is a military post at the border, a major official from the third rank!

How could there be a tomb buried here! It’s very close to Blackwater City!

The hole in the bridge door was so small that I was barely able to fit through it being as skinny as I was, let alone Fish.

He asked me if I had any problems and if he could come in and take a look.

I face odd, really can not figure out why here will suddenly appear a Ming Dynasty tomb, but according to my deduction, this burial place officials family members of the brick chamber tomb, the volume will not be too large, there are a hundred or ten square meters even if the luxury.

I tried to pick at it with my hand to try to widen the hole, it didn’t work, 80% of it was bricked with triclosan.

“Get out of the way.”

Fish yells at me to get out of the way, he takes a step back, takes a deep breath, and raises his foot to kick!

Fish was so strong that he kicked the bridge door, collapsing a large number of bricks and more than doubling the size of the hole.

Fish and I burrowed down the bridge door and into the chamber.

“You don’t say, first time I’ve seen one of these things in all my years,” Fish said, fidgeting with his flashlight.

He was talking about those carved stone carvings on the wall, the early Ming Dynasty tombs we line people do not see, because there is nothing, most of the brick carvings, stone carvings, ceramic figurines, these things are unpopular on the black market no one wants, the reason is still because of Zhu Yuanzhang severely punished corrupt officials system, no one dares to embezzlement, the burial goods will naturally be less.

Big grave robbers like Master Yao basically won’t touch the early Ming Dynasty civilian tombs if they come across them, because from past experience, the income is not proportional to the risk, and it’s not worth it.

The place where we are standing is called the Tomb Court, and in front of us is the main chamber, flanked on both sides by solid brick walls with no ear chambers.

Bridge door from the tomb court about two or three meters, I visually measured, from the tomb court to the main chamber, take a big step about thirteen steps away, this kind of thirteen in the layout of the tomb is just in line with the rank of the Ming Dynasty three officials.

If the official position in a little bit bigger, to the first and second grade, you can use the stone man two, tiger, ox, sheep, horse, stone statue of life each one, a pair of watchtowers.

You should know that this is a big official of the first and second grade, which shows how stingy Zhu Yuanzhang’s subordinate officials are.

The tomb court here is empty, nothing of value is seen, I wonder if something was originally taken.

Fish pointed to the main crypt and said to go in and take a look.

The main chamber is where the owner’s coffin and burial goods are stored, and the first thing that comes into view when you go in is a sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus is suspended in the air and padded with bricks, divided into two layers, covered with a lid, the length of about two meters three.

Scattered around the ground there are some ceramic pots and bowls, I squatted down to look, bowls and dishes are local kilns burned civilian porcelain, worth up to two or three hundred dollars not much use, must be the previous people do not want to come in, intentionally left behind.

This brick chamber tomb is so big, if there is something valuable, we can only hope on the sarcophagus in front of us, which is definitely of a higher grade than ordinary wooden coffins.

Though I know there’s not much hope for a burial object.

If Second Brother was here, in his words, Fish and I would be picking up broken shoes.

“Harder Fish, it didn’t even move.”

“Where do you see that I didn’t put in any effort? It’s the coffin that has weight, it’s estimated to be over four hundred pounds.” Brother Fish spat on his hand, rubbed his hands together and said, “Again, I will count to three and put forth our strength together.”

I said yes.

“One.”

“Two.”

“Three.”

“Push!” The veins on the backs of Fish’s hands rippled, and I pushed as hard as I could.

A sound of stones rubbing together rang out, and the sarcophagus was slowly pushed open by us.

Opening the sarcophagus, I shone my flashlight into the coffin and froze.

“What’s all this …… stuff?”

“Where are the bones of the tomb owner …. Where are the burial goods ….?”

There were no dead bones in the sarcophagus, no burial goods.

There was a pillow, a futon with a small amount of hay underneath, and it was neatly and immaculately packed, with writing in the pattern on the cover.

“Yinchuan Third Middle School.”