Chapter 40: Muscles but no bones (1)
Chapter 40: There are muscles but no bones (Part 1)
Duoling and Gu Cai both nodded sadly. Gu Cai said to me: "Boss Hu, I believe you. Senior sister and master fell into the sea. You can save them. It's so dangerous, and you don't even blink. I've never seen someone like you."
I heard him mention the incident of saving Ruan Hei and Duoling when the sea was trapped. It turned out that he tried his best to help us salvage the "Qin King's Bone Mirror" in the shipwreck to repay us with gratitude. I was confused at the moment and did not want to make a contribution to this matter. So I immediately asked him and Duoling to prepare for Ruan Hei to sort out Ruan Hei and then find a clam shell to bury it.
Duoling took Gu Cai to take apart the white cloth wrapped in soft black, wiped away the remaining blood on his face with clear water, and then re-wrapped the body according to their customs. Most people in Nanyang believed in Buddhism. The two of them clasped their hands together and prayed for the dead, wishing him to become a Buddha as soon as possible. When they thought of relying on each other and treating them like their biological father, Ruan Hei, who died. There will be no more meeting in the years to come. The most painful thing in the world is separation from life and death. They couldn't help but burst into tears again, caressing the corpse and crying. After crying for a long time, under the bloody sky above their heads, they sang a song that Ruan Hei always hummed on the boat during his lifetime. The song was so sad and sad that others wanted to cry.
Shirley Yang and I were digging clam shells. When we heard this song of endless sorrow, we felt something in our hearts, and we felt a sense of confusion and sorrow. We couldn't help but stop and listen. Only Uncle Ming could understand the meaning of the song. He sighed and told us in a low voice: "The egg boys sang the songs of the egg pickers in ancient times - my god, save me, I'm not afraid of bleeding and sweat, I'm afraid I can't go home..."
After a bitter song was sung, Duoling and Gu Chai cried for a long time before they collected the body of their master. Ruan Hei had nothing and had no inheritance. He only held a value-consecutive "Zhouyan Pearl" in his mouth. He was poor all his life, and after his death he enjoyed a luxurious treatment that only emperors and generals had. He picked the pearl for half his life and was finally buried in the green snail and clam armor. The clam armor was a "dragon residence" among the egg people, and he died.
But we searched for the clam shells piled up into hills for a long time, but we didn't see enough complete and huge snail armor that could be used as coffin. In the courtyard surrounded by four walls, carved murals of ancient people slaughtering clams and picking beads everywhere. There are thousands of snail shells. It must have been a place for scraping clams. The clam shells piled into tall graves. We once caught a "tried clam" on the sea. Its clam shells were as crystal clear as snow, and the two shells of the teeth were closed like hard armor, surrounded by hard armor, and there was no gap to throw. If you could find a snail armor similar to a "man-eating clam", it would be the most suitable spiritual object for coffin.
I didn't give up. I took off a layer of clam shell on it and wanted to see if there were any man-eating clams buried deep in it. Unexpectedly, I opened several layers of clam shells and a large piece of copper plate was exposed inside. I took off the fine clam shells and mud on it. The copper body had been soaked in the sea for a long time, but the red marks on the surface of the copper plates were covered with red marks. You can see many naked female figures engraved, all of which were like playing in the sea and having a charming and gorgeous posture.
We didn't expect to dig up such things. We didn't know what this exquisite copper plate was, and why it was buried in the clam shell pile. There were two copper rings on the copper plate. It seemed that this was a lid that could be uncovered. I thought it was probably a coffin containing a corpse on the mouth, but when we thought about it, we felt that the pattern and shape were not similar. There was no copper ring cast on the lid of the coffin? So we swallowed it back when we were at the edge of the mouth. Because we didn't know the truth, we didn't dare to uncover the copper plate without authorization. We made a gesture to the fat man, and the two continued to remove the remains of the snail and clams around us.
The fat man dug up the snail armor around and exposed it as a whole. It turned out that there was a pair of green snail armor as big as a water tank buried here. The snail mouth was sealed by a copper plate. Looking at the texture on the snail armor, a woman naturally formed, with all clothes and patterns, fingers, a belly, and beautiful eyebrows and eyes. She was all very cool with strange people. She often heard that there was a naturally generated statue of the Arhat Guanyin in the clam. Today, I saw it with my own eyes that the outer shell was like a woman, which was also a strange thing in the sea. Only then did I realize that the rumors of a person in the clam were not groundless talk by the egg people and fishermen.
I asked Uncle Ming to come over and take a look. He didn't know what the snail shell sealed by the copper plate was used for. It was guessed that it was a snail coffin made by Hentian in ancient times. I had heard of clam coffin before. In ancient times, there was indeed such a burial custom, but most of them were clams, instead of old snails and green armor as thick as a rice jar. Most of the people buried with clam coffins were fishermen, and they were all for men who had not gotten married to the clam spirit. This rare and strange custom was probably because of the reason for wanting to marry the clam spirit.
The fat man said, "That's definitely right. Otherwise, how could there be so many women on the copper cover? There is also a natural beauty on the snail armor. The one who restrains the mouth and snail coffin must be a pervert. It's not enough to take a wife. Look at how many people he is going to make after his death?" As he said that, he went to count the number of those women, and he couldn't count them clearly after counting for a long time.
Uncle Ming heard us say that this may be a rare snail armor coffin. If there is a coffin, there will be a bright weapon. How can we not be moved? I immediately used a provocation method and whispered to me and said to the fat man: "How can the dirty custom of marrying clam spirits in the countryside be related to this snail shell coffin? I think this green snail is not an ordinary thing. The corpse in the coffin may not be a pervert. Anyway, he has been dead for thousands of years. How can we distinguish what kind of character he was in his lifetime?"
After hearing this, the fat man sucked his teeth and said, "Hey, I'll tell you, uncle, why don't you believe Fatty, my wise eyes? If the rice dumplings in the coffin have beads, the body must have not rotted yet. If you don't believe it, let's make a bet. I said it must be a pervert, otherwise why would such a hooligan do such a lot of women on the lid of the coffin? The lustful person has a strong sexual desire and the hair on his feet is black and long, which is a good evidence."
I thought that the hair on the legs and feet of people who often swim were indeed relatively developed. People who once lived on the sea of "Coral Spiral" were naturally thick on their feet, and the snails were tight and the gap was not clear. For the nobles who hated heaven, holding a bead after death was not a big deal. Maybe they had all their eyebrows and eyes, and even the hair on their bodies could be preserved to this day. The fat man was not a good-looking lamp. He bet on whether there were any hairs on the feet of the dead man in the coffin. Not only did he not make new cuts, but he also had already occupied 70% of the winning side. If the body rotted, he would at most bet with Uncle Ming.
Chapter completed!