Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Zhang Family Tree

The corpse in this black wooden coffin should be someone from the thirty-fourth generation of the Zhang family.Judging from some information on the epitaph, he should have been born in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, and his name was Zhang Shengqing. I won't go into details about my life, the core is the life span of this person.Judging from the records of the epitaph, this person lived to be more than 170 years old. Longevity appears to be another trait of the family. This person died in a firefight, which should have been the most intense border conflict. This person died in the North Korean area, and was taken back to the ancient building of the Zhang family by his tribe for burial.

This person's contribution to the entire family is written after his life, eloquently, except for all kinds of strange rhetoric, the most mentioned are two points: the first point is his parents, his parents seem to be quite creditable people, So he has innate advantages; the second point is "there are countless graves and a lot of income, so as to establish the Zhu family and make a lot of profits." With these two achievements, he was buried in the tomb of the building. From this, it can be inferred that the Zhang family was related to the royal family at that time, and even did a lot of things for the royal family at that time.This can also explain why the Zhang family can survive every troubled times and continue their family for such a long time.

This is a bit like the mysterious families in many novels, who live in seclusion in the mountains all year round, guarding their own secrets, which can be martial arts, military art, or even spells.Then some people watch the sky every night, and when they find that the world is going to be chaotic, they will send a few people into the world to make some troubles and earn some vested interests. Fortunately, there are many people with the surname Zhang, and there are some awesome people with the surname Zhang in every dynasty, otherwise I will definitely have more associations. "I think of Zhang Tianshi, is Zhang Tianshi also Zhang's family?" Fatty said.

"I can't tell, they are all awesome." I said.In fact, what I care more about, what allows me to get a lot of information, is the large number of details in my life. First of all, I made sure that the Zhang family has always been active in northern China.All the places of birth and activities here are almost all in northern China, near North Korea, that is, near Changbai Mountain. In ancient China, that place did not actually belong to the Central Plains, but was more under the control of ethnic minorities. The Zhang family was obviously a large Han family mixed with foreigners.To live in that kind of place shows how powerful it is.

Secondly, I am basically sure that there are many branches in the Zhang family. For example, the branch this person belongs to is called "Qisan Zhang".Although these families all belong to the Zhang family, but because there are too many people, they form branches like the Manchu Eight Banners.The Zhang family has five branches. This person should have been buried after the ancient building was built.At this time, I thought of Sentezuka downstairs again, and realized that these hands might not be what I thought.Could it be that during the relocation of the ancient building, there were too many corpses in the previous ancient building, and the coffins could not be transported to the new ancient building, so some unimportant people were buried with their hands Among them?

Moreover, I can see from the lines that "Qisan Zhang" is a very prestigious branch in the Zhang family, because "Qisan Zhang" is pregnant with a unicorn.I still can't see what this metaphor means, but I can vaguely guess the key. After reading the epitaph, the fat man rolled his eyes at me, and pointed to the big black coffin beside him, meaning, do you want to have a blast? I looked at the coffin next to me.The black wooden coffin is made of the same wood as the ancient building, with three layers of black paint on it, which looks solemn and solemn.The fat man wiped off the dust with his hands. Due to the long time, the black paint in many places has cracked, revealing the old wood color.

My architecture student's fault - I realized another function of the bottom layer of quicksand. The underground water system here is very rich, and the interior of the mountain is very humid, which has a strong corrosion effect on the ancient wooden buildings.The quicksand layer we passed before is a moisture barrier to prevent the upwelling of water vapor.I guess there is more than one layer of quicksand underground.Our feet can step on the slate under the quicksand, and there may be quicksand under the slate. I looked at the coffin and felt it must be opened.Although no matter how many times I have experienced it, I am still afraid of opening the coffin, but until now, can I still turn a blind eye?

The Zhang family is inherited from the Northern School, and Fatty said he should treat him with the courtesy of the Northern School, but I thought to myself, he was actually stolen with the courtesy of the Northern School. The northern faction of tomb robbers has been in decline for a long time.On the one hand, the current tomb robbers are becoming more and more utilitarian, and their equipment is getting more and more advanced, so they don’t have the heart to abide by these red tapes; Points, as long as you and I will teach you, all for the final monetary benefit.Therefore, the skills of the Southern School not only have no dynasties, but also continue to develop.

I asked the fat man how to do it, and the fat man used the clothes as a broom to collect the dust in the room and make it very dusty.Coughing and holding a handful of dust, he went to the southeast corner of the room, plugged in a few cigarettes, and just wanted to light it, but found something wrong, so he asked me: "Naive, what brand are your cigarettes?" "Yellow Crane Tower." I said. "Come on, come on, change." The fat man asked for my cigarettes, "We can't let my brother's ancestors smoke my eight yuan a pack. It's our first visit, so we can't embarrass my brother."

Speaking of which, the fat man lit a cigarette, and bowed to the corner: "This...we are friends with your family Zhang Qiling, and we really didn't come to fight this time. We are...we are...we are here to visit. See After that, elders, that... by the way, I will make up for Xiao Zhang's homework. You also know that your child has a bad memory. Well, Xiao Zhang doesn't know where he went, so I'm going to ask for directions. If you know, you Just don’t do anything, don’t say anything, if you don’t know, just keep it as it is. Sincerely, salute, Amitabha, how dare you, bald donkey, rob the poor teacher.”

I said something messed up in my heart, so I patted him and picked him up.The two people threw out the iron spikes, separated the two sides and pierced into the gap of the coffin lid. First, they pried up the iron nails that sealed the coffin, then took a deep breath, and carefully pushed the heavy coffin lid aside. When the coffin lid fell to the ground, the entire floor shook.We covered our mouths and noses, fanned away the dust, and saw a layer of cotton wool inside the coffin.I poked around with an iron spike and found that it was a strange mold, like a spider's web covered with white rags. The fat man used iron spikes to push aside the layer, revealing the corpse inside.The corpse had completely decomposed, leaving only a white bone, surrounded by some sacrificial objects, very few in number, all wrapped in that strange "cotton wadding".The fat man picked one up with an iron spike and found it was a small dagger. The shell of the dagger was completely rotten like a piece of eight-treasure osmanthus cake, and the gems on it were like red cherries and green raisins.I pulled out the dagger, and found that it was a black gold short knife, slightly shorter than Poker Bottle's, and had a different shape.The knife glowed black under the light of the flashlight, making it extremely sharp. The handle of the knife is also very rotten. I took the blade and knocked the handle against the coffin board to knock off the rotten pieces on it. There was not much left. I was about to throw it back into the coffin, but the fat man stopped it immediately. Said: "Tell me why you are like this. You finally got something, and you still pick and choose. Take it, take it out and make a new handle. It's okay to make a birthday present for my little brother." "You fucking know when his birthday is?" I said. The fat man took the black gold dagger, wrapped it up and put it in his backpack, and said, "I guess he doesn't even know what birthday is. Just find a sunny day and tell him it's his birthday. With his personality, he doesn't know what birthday is." Ask what is birthday." That's right, it's a good move, I said to myself.I don't know if there are any festivals for deaf-mute people in the world. For a person who is so bored, it should be considered appropriate when his birthday is celebrated at that time. When I thought of the scene of Poker Bottle blowing birthday candles, I felt a chill, as if I saw a ghost blowing out lanterns, so I stopped thinking about it. The fat man fiddled with it a few more times, and found that other things were rotten into lumps, so he cursed: "The Zhang family is not rich, this little gift is really embarrassing for my little brother." "The Zhang family respects strength, not money." I said, "From the epitaph, we can see that the Zhang family is a big family that uses the advantages of its own family to gain power and protection. In the long history of China, only Money is useless." The fat man took back the three cigarettes, pinched off the dusty butt, and sucked the last few puffs.I asked him why, and he said he was so rotten, he must have no idea, and he couldn't take advantage of this poor man. I said, "Why are you so philistine?" The fat man laughed. After smoking the cigarette, he fiddled with the bones with iron spikes.We found the corpse's left hand, which had long bones in two of the fingers.This is the first time I have seen the complete skeleton of the oddly long fingers. There are many scars on the joints of the bones. Obviously, the process of training such fingers should be quite painful. At the same time, I also discovered that many large joints of this person , such as shoulders and wrists, have very strange bone hyperplasia. The fat man said that this should be the aftereffect of the bone shrinking exercise.Bone shrinking exercises often require the removal of joints. Repeated bone shrinkage will definitely cause habitual dislocation. To overcome this habitual dislocation, you must exercise many special muscles in the joints alone.These muscles are very difficult to train and may not develop much for several years.With muscles that are the size of a crescent moon on Baogong's head, it is naturally very painful to train them into a banana. The fat man said that he also had the opportunity to practice that kung fu before. An expert he knew said that his bones were very suitable for bone shrinkage. The fat man went to practice for a day, beat the master, and then escaped back. On the skull of this corpse, I saw two bullet holes, very irregular, which should be iron sand bullets.The bullet went in from one place, but didn't come out, so the iron sand bullet should have been shot in at close range (if it was farther away, there would be many holes the size of sesame seeds), and the iron sand bullet remained in the brain.It must have been quite painful when this senior died. No matter how powerful the Zhang family is, there is still nothing they can do when they encounter firearms. We feel that we have no more clues, so we want to cover the coffin boards.When I went up to lift it, I saw many words engraved on the inside of the coffin board. When we turned it over, we found that it was a simple family tree, with the names of the upper and lower parents, and their children in their respective columns.What makes me feel strange is that this person's parents are both surnamed Zhang. He has two sons, one of whom is married, and this daughter-in-law is also surnamed Zhang. "Do you think there is anything strange?" I asked the fat man. "At what age do you think this guy died?" The fat man said, "You have four kids, so fucking awesome." "The main purpose of the feudal hierarchy in ancient China was to multiply people and expand the power of the family. He may have started giving birth very early." I said, "And the Zhang family has a very long life span. If they want to have children, they can finish a football." The team is still alive and well. That’s not what I’m talking about.” As I spoke, I pointed out everyone’s surnames to him. "Could it be a name change?" I shook my head: "It's almost certainly an intermarriage within the clan. The Zhang family is a closed family, and they don't have marriages with the outside world." We put the lid back on and inserted iron nails.I said: "I'm going to the next room. These epitaphs are very important. I have to take a good look and get more information."