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Chapter 71

 Hu Ming pulled out his mahogany sword, looked at the fat man and Huba Yi and said, "What's in this bottle is corpse elixir. A living person who eats it will turn into a monster. The funeral is sane. Prince Gu Mo knows this elixir."

Medicine, so I dedicated it to Queen Jingjue, but I guess there are not only one or two corpse pills, and I don’t know whether the queen took it or not?"

After saying that, Hu Ming threw the jade bottle to the fat man, "Take it, take the contents outside and find a place to pour them out and destroy them. If you want to eat them, you can, but after turning into a monster, I will use my knife to drop them."

, kill you."

"How dare I eat this!"

The fat man shook his head, don't be kidding, who dares to eat this black stuff.

"How much is this bottle worth?" The fat man looked at the bottle carefully. It was as big as a cigarette box and engraved with beautiful patterns. When he saw that Hu Bayi didn't pay attention to him, and Hu Ming didn't pay attention to him either, he

Smile at Shirley Yang.

"Ms. Yang, why don't I sell it to you and get one million US dollars?"

Yang Xueli rolled her eyes at him angrily and pointed at the coffin, "This is a cultural relic of your country. Whether you put it in or take it out has nothing to do with me, but I still hope not to touch the cultural relic."

Yang Xueli was not interested in these funerary objects at all, or maybe she had too much money and could not spend them all in her lifetime. She also didn't like collecting funerary objects, so it was really useless to use them.

Put it in? How is that possible? Can you please stop being ridiculous.

The fat man was speechless to Shirley Yang. He put the bottle in his pocket and touched it to make sure it wouldn't fall. Then he smiled and said, "I told you, you're an American, so don't worry about our country's affairs."<

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Yang Shirley frowned slightly, feeling disgusted that Fatty was such a money-grubbing person.

Perhaps she has never lived a hard life since she was a child and does not understand the pain of poor people living a difficult life.

Hu Ming looked at the mural inside the big hat stone cover, "The four of us went to the tomb together, which can be regarded as robbing the tomb. Anyone who sees the treasure inside has a share. The bottle is worth eight thousand dollars."

"The four of us will get two thousand US dollars each. After we go back, Shirley Yang can give us two thousand US dollars less in reward!"

Shirley Yang was a little dumbfounded and sighed helplessly.

The fat man nodded happily, "Okay, I agree."

"I agree too."

Hu Bayi looked at Hu Ming. Hu Ming had already said that. What else could he say? Besides, he needed money more than anyone else.

"It's up to you. Anyway, I already agreed before we came down. The baby is yours. I don't want it. I'm just looking for clues." After saying that, Yang Shirley stared at the mural in the big hat stone cover.

"The meanings of the murals here are somewhat different from the murals in the tomb. The first picture tells that the Gumo Kingdom and the other countries in the Western Regions are vassals of the Jingjue Kingdom and are oppressed. Every year, they have to present a large amount of treasures and treasures to Queen Jingjue.

Cow and sheep slaves." Yang Shirley said, staring at the first picture in the big hat stone cover with her beautiful eyes.

There are many treasures, cattle and sheep carved on this picture, and the carvings are lifelike and very realistic. However, because the pattern is not large, the lines of the carvings are very small, almost like paintings.

Every picture is gorgeous and expressive. It can be seen that the painter's art is extremely high, and the murals are painted so vividly that you can directly understand the accident by looking at the pictures.

Shirley Yang can identify the events and characters in the paintings at a glance.

But Fatty and Huba couldn't do it, and even Hu Ming couldn't understand the meaning.

He is not particularly good at painting. In this regard, Shirley Yang is considered an expert.

In the second painting, the characters in the painting are vivid, kneeling outside the glorious hall. It is such a simple painting. Who knows what it is for?

But Yang Xueli really saw it. She glanced at Hu Ming and the others, and saw that the fat man was only staring at the coffin, and seemed to be looking for some treasures from the ashes. How could he care to listen to her story, and Hu Bayi and Hu

Ming looked at the mural.

"Prince Gumo asked to see Queen Jingjue to reduce taxes for his ministers, but Queen Jingjue refused to meet him."

After a pause, Yang Xueli saw that there was only a sun on the third painting, "Prince Gumo is the incarnation of the sun god of war..."

"Isn't this nonsense?" The fat man came back to his senses at this time.

Yang Xueli glanced at the fat man who interrupted her, with a bit of displeasure in her eyes. She looked for clues based on the characters and events in the portrait to understand the past one by one.

"If he is the incarnation of Tianyang God of War, how can he not be able to defeat Queen Jingjue? I think he is crazy."

The fat man was talking with gusto and wanted to say something more, but Hu Ba glared at him, "Don't interrupt, listen to what Shirley said!"

"Okay." The fat man nodded.

Yang Xueli stared at the fourth painting. In the painting, there was a large hall. A man was hiding behind the curtain, opening it a little, holding a dagger in his hand. On the magnificent throne, sat the Queen Jingjue.
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It was just a silhouette, but one of her hands lifted the veil, and the person who looked like a slave opposite became blurred.

"This fourth painting tells the story of Prince Gumo who sneaked into the hall and prepared to assassinate Queen Jingjue, but discovered the secret of Queen Jingjue. Seeing that Queen Jingjue could make people disappear with a glance, he knew that his assassination would definitely fail.



Speaking of this, Yang Xueli looked at the tomb wall in the tomb chamber, "Look at this picture, we have seen it before. This picture is Prince Gumo asking to see Queen Jingjue, and there is a palace maid next to him, and the palace lady is holding it

Holding a jade plate and a jade bottle, there is a milky white pill in the bottle. This picture of the tomb can be seen combined with the picture inside the big hat stone cover."

"Prince Gumo failed to assassinate Queen Jingjue, but he discovered Queen Jingjue's secret, so he knew that he was no match for Queen Jingjue's eyes, so he used a treasure offering to poison Queen Jingjue." She looked at Hu.

Ming continued: "You just said that the thing in the bottle is the Corpse Pill, so it was Prince Gumo who presented the Corpse Pill to Queen Jingjue and tempted the Queen to eat it."

"Queen Jingjue didn't really eat it, did she?" Hu Bayi was surprised. The corpse pill exuded a milky white luster. If Queen Jingjue didn't know better, she might have eaten it?

Hu Ming frowned, what exactly was going on? He didn’t know.

"Don't look at the murals in the tomb yet. Miss Yang, look at the fifth picture inside the big hat of the coffin and the paintings behind it." The fat man became interested at this time and pointed to the fifth picture behind the big hat of the sarcophagus.

, looked at Shirley Yang.

"The descriptions in the next few paintings are very clear. After the assassination failed, Prince Gumo returned to his country, but he did not give up and continued to plot to assassinate Queen Jingjue. At this time, he met a fortune teller from a distant country.

, the fortune teller gave the prince an elixir and asked him to present it to the queen, saying that it was a youth elixir that would keep you young forever after taking it."

"Not long after, the Jingjue Kingdom sent a large army to destroy the Gumo Kingdom, but Prince Gumo escaped under the leadership of the fortune teller and went to the Central Plains to become a disciple."

As Yang Xueli spoke, she combined the murals in the tomb chamber with the small murals in the big hat stone cover. The story was clear. She sighed slightly: "The murals in the tomb chamber are incomplete. No wonder we couldn't see clearly from the front edge and now see the coffin stone lid.

The small mural inside is now clear."

"The mural in the tomb only tells that Prince Gumo disappeared for a while, but it is not known where he went, but the lid of the coffin tells that he went to the Central Plains to become a disciple."

"Even more detailed. Later, after Prince Gumo became successful in his studies, he united other countries to attack the Jingjue Kingdom. But at this time, news came out that Queen Jingjue died suddenly. Not long after, the coalition forces attacked the ancient city of Jingjue, preparing to destroy it.

The mausoleum of Queen Jingjue."

"But at this time, a hurricane blew up, and a sandstorm flooded the ancient city of Jingjue. Although Prince Gumo escaped, he died of serious injuries."

"And the fortune teller killed Prince Gumo's beloved wife, and then buried the couple under the sacrificial chamber. This sacrificial chamber was built by Prince Gumo for the fortune teller."

After Yang Xueli finished speaking, she paused and added, "I once read a book called The Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty, which recorded a story from a famous underground clan, the Ghost Cave Clan, who conquered the surrounding famous people.

The Ghost Cave Clan built the Jingjue Kingdom by enslaving them. Legend has it that their queen’s eyes can lead to the underworld, and she can make people disappear with just one glance."


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