Zhang Xiuxian was surprised to see this scene in the room. He said to several people: "Look, there is a coffin in this room!"
Only then did several people look away from the faint blue light outside the window. Feng Er held up the yellow oil lamp and looked around the room, then looked around the lacquered wood coffin up and down, showing a hesitant look.
What we saw in Guide City was beyond the limits of a mausoleum. Now in this Guide Imperial Mausoleum, everything must be done with caution.
Feng Er stared at the coffin and analyzed: "This house is not a private house. Is it possible that all the houses in Guide City are filled with coffins like this? It's really eye-opening. If this is the case, then Ali has no idea how many people will be buried with him."
?Tens of thousands of people?”
"Second uncle, the people of Yuan Dynasty are cruel, so it is reasonable for them to be buried with more people in their tombs. You won't forget this, right?"
"Huh, brat, of course I know this, second uncle, but have you ever seen someone build a city to put a coffin in for burial? I roughly calculated that if there is such a coffin in every house, then the city of Guide will have at least
There are tens of thousands of houses, which means tens of thousands of people are buried here."
"Tens of thousands of people? Oh my god, this is too awesome. If you die, you have to bring tens of thousands of people to be buried with you. It's like a massacre. Senior, I think it's better to open the coffin and take a look. If the person lying in the coffin is not a human being,
What? Ali is not supposed to be the loser, so is such a large-scale burial a bit unjustifiable? Or maybe there is someone else buried here?" Zhang Xiuxian said at the side.
Feng Er said in a cold voice: "It's not a human being? Then you still hope it's a rice dumpling? Well, let's satisfy your curiosity and let you know what it means to not give up until the Yellow River is reached, and to bury a living person is the only thing in history.
It's a common thing. When I was young, I once robbed a large tomb. The burial pits were full of living people, even half-grown children. In ancient times, the tomb industry was grand. The more powerful people were, the more they had to make a big show of it. It was pitiful.
They are all ordinary people."
"Senior, I like to hear what you said. It makes sense. Everyone is dead. How can there be so much emphasis on it? If you want me to say, burn it with fire. Once you get inside and open the coffin in the main tomb, you will have to drag the body out.
, let him be crushed to ashes in front of the whole city."
"Remember, they will listen to what you say."
After Feng Er said this, he took out his tools and prepared to pry open the lacquered coffin. Zhang Manyue pulled out the black knife wrapped in cloth behind his back.
The blade was so sharp that it broke through the coffin nails like mud. Feng Er used a crowbar to hold one end, and the coffin lid was lifted open.
They were not afraid. The Feng family had been in the business of killing people for hundreds of years. From building tombs to digging tombs, they had seen countless corpses. Their ancestors had been doing this for generations. Although Feng Yu was young, the descendants of the Feng family Yanshan
There are also many ancient tombs in the mountains, and he has seen the dead bodies in the tombs since he was a child.
Zhang Xiuxian was born in the army and did not believe in ghosts and gods. In recent years, he had been fighting a lot. He was not afraid of dead bodies. As for Zhang Manyue, this woman who came up halfway had an unknown origin. Judging from her skills and
Judging from the technique of opening the coffin, the coffin that has been opened is probably 80 if not 100.
The coffin lid was directly lifted to the ground. As expected, what was lying in the coffin was a human corpse. After hundreds of years of decay, only a skeleton was left, and some of the clothes were not rotten. And these
The things mark the person's original identity.
"Mongols?" Zhang Xiuxian asked.
Zhang Manyue put the knife in and looked through the contents in the coffin. Her fingers were very white and long, and the technique she used was unknown. She tapped lightly with two fingers, turned her hands to move them, and was as flexible as a fish swimming in the water.
Revealing her skills.
"Turning over the coffin? Who are you?" Feng Er was more curious about not the dead body in the coffin, but about Zhang Manyue.
"Isn't your Guanshan sect's six-finger coffin touch also famous in the bandit world? Why don't you show it to yourself?"
Feng Er was immediately speechless by the question. Feng Yu didn't know what was going on, so he asked: "Second uncle, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Feng Er stared at Zhang Manyue in silence. Zhang Xiuxian said from the side: "Senior, it is really a human corpse. The damn tomb owner is really buried with a whole city of people. No, I have to go to the nearby households to take a look."
Zhang Manyue reminded a few people to pick up a stone from the ground and throw it out of the window. The moment they stepped out of the window, the stone was surrounded by a faint blue light and turned into a flint. Even if it fell to the ground, the stone would still be there.
It's burning. You have to know that it's a stone, how can it possibly burn?
When Zhang Xiuxian saw this, he stopped and stood there stunned. What Feng Yu saw was also shocking.
"What's going on outside? Why did the stone catch fire?"
Feng Er spoke: "It's friction."
"Friction?" Feng Yu asked himself.
"Yes, it is friction. It is the friction brought by the wind. It can burn anything that blows by. If we had not come in just now, we would also be burned by the wind."
"Second uncle, why are these houses safe?"
"The house is stationary, and the one-way friction of the wind is not enough to ignite the object, unless the object is moving and produces two-way friction. This is why there are blue flames on the top of the house. There is convection air above.
There is none down there.”
The words on the second cover explain clearly. The current situation is that several people are trapped here. When will the wind stop outside, and when can we go outside? But this is an underground cave a hundred meters deep, and there is wind and fire.
, don’t make people frightened.
In that case, this place is really a geomantic treasure land. It has wind, water, fire and stone, so it is called a geomantic treasure land.
Zhang Manyue found a quiet place and sat there. She still liked someone. Feng Er took another look at the ancient corpse in the coffin. There was nothing strange about it, so he closed the coffin lid again.
"Let's rest here for a while. I'm afraid the wind won't stop for a while. We'll make further plans after the wind stops."
Feng Er and Feng Yu found a place to rest. The three of them ate some dry food and replenished some water around the oil lamp. Zhang Xiuxian looked at the time, it should be two ten in the morning, but in a place like this, there was no sleep at all.
, the wind howled outside the window, it was eerie, and there was a lacquered coffin lying across the room. Who could fall asleep with a pillow in a place like this?
Seeing that Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian had no intention of sleeping, the three of them stared at each other. Feng Er glanced at Zhang Manyue, who was sitting alone on the other side, and said to Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian.
"Do you two know who the four major thieves in the world are?"
Zhang Xiuxian chuckled and said: "Senior, this is too simple. Although I have become a monk halfway, I have heard of the four major thieves: touching gold, making hills, moving mountains, and Xiling. Of course, you Guanshan Taibao sect back then
He is the one who built the mausoleum, so he is not classified as one of the four great thieves. It is just a title. Seniors who have real talent and knowledge are the ones who can make a living."
"Don't brag about walking horses. Although I have the ability to watch mountains, you only know one thing but not the other. Some of the things may not be known to everyone. Back then, I did a lot of wrong things as a mountain watcher, which made everyone else
All the great thieves have been implicated, you must not know this."
Feng Er glanced at Zhang Manyue in the distance again, and said deeply: "Forget it, I will take this opportunity to tell you a story about Faqiu Yimen."
