Tales of the Strange works

Chapter 20

    

t looks very deep and wide enough for only one person to pass through at a time.I checked the flashlight's battery, it still had power, but the light was very dim.I and Hongjie looked at each other.I...My face flushed immediately, red with embarrassment.

Li Jing buried her head in my arms and whispered, "I... I keep my word. I'm yours.

It may sound a bit dramatic now, but back then it was all true. After all, we were both quite young at the time.

If this matter is put aside for now, then it's no surprise.

Don't believe me Take a brand new iPhone to high school and see. Even the girls will be blushing if you just hug them, that's how timid I am.

That night, well... later on, I don't know how it happened, but I kind of just went with Li Jing to a small motel in a daze.

I won't go into details about the embarrassing story in the middle. Anyway, I left later.

Looking back, I regret it. I feel like I missed a beautiful time.

....

In Shun De, at midnight fourteen past twelve, the whole city was dark. However, on Fei Ma Shan's mid-slope, two red dots glowed.

Sun Lao Da flicked his cigarette ash and said in a low voice, "Don't say any more, things are settled like this. Everyone check the battery on your walkie-talkies. I'll go down with you to find him. Second Brother is my younger brother, I can't just sit here."

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"Leave the firework show arrangements to you."

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Wang didn't say anything, he just nodded his head in agreement.

That's it, me, the eldest brother, the third brother, and the Yao siblings, a group of four of us went down into the pit. The safety on top of the pit could only be entrusted to Wang Ba Tou.

I slid down the tunnel. The pit was dark, so I turned my headlamp up a little brighter.

When they reached the tomb and were about to perform the topping-off ceremony, a woman named Yao Yumen stopped. She knelt down and touched the stone foundation, letting out a soft "huh"

"Yao Jie, what's wrong" I said sweetly.

After hearing this, the woman gave me a withering look.

"Hey, you're called Sister Yu, right What kind of Sister Yao, that sounds too awful."

I hurriedly changed my words: "Oh, Sister Yu, what's wrong with this stone being a top"

She bluntly said, "This Western Zhou tomb is a bit odd. This green slate is very rare in the southern region, almost nonexistent. It's almost certain that it came from the Luoyang Mountain Shaanxi area."

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. It was really like that. We had been so focused on the funerary goods that we hadn't noticed this at all.

This woman.... Her observation skills are too sharp.

This kind of stone, similar to the stones found in the grottoes near Longmen and Yungang, is not very hard but has excellent expansibility. In other words, it has good stability.

It won't crack under thermal expansion and contraction.

What amazes me is the principle of thermal expansion and contraction. Could craftsmen in the Western Zhou Dynasty three thousand years ago have understood it

The bronze bean unearthed from the Western Ear Chamber has the inscription "Jiehou Dai Zi" in four characters.

The boss said this was translated by someone he knew from the Archaeology Institute, it should be correct.

There's no such stone in the South. Stones don't grow legs and run thousands of miles on their own. The only explanation is human transportation.

Thousands of miles in distance, such a massive project of bluestone eaves, spanning across the north and south of the Yangtze River, how much manpower and material resources would be needed, how many carriages and horses would be consumed

Historical records say that Jiehou was a small vassal state in the south during the early Western Zhou period, and there is no record of his fief or descendants.

It would be wonderful if it were so.

Could such a small feudal lord possibly have such immense wealth and resources

The enormous stone eaves before your eyes are proof.

I secretly speculated that this person's true identity might be mistaken.

In other words.

The historical record is inaccurate.Hong Jie looked at me with a happy expression and said speechlessly, "Last night the fog was so thick that it was difficult to take even a step, we couldn't see anything at all, we could only determin...