Looking at King Zhao's coffin close at hand, Ji Han thought for a moment and said:
"I suggest that we search the surrounding artifacts first. If anything happens when we open the coffin, we won't have time to search for these things outside."
Everyone is right. If the sacred pillar was hidden outside, there would be no need to go to that trouble.
Eggplant joked: "Okay, Ji Han, you are very skilled in business, and you said you have never been a gold captain before."
Ji Han scolded: "If you continue to slander me, I won't help you if you are in danger next time."
I thought to myself that I have never done tomb robbing, read novels, or played games. Is there any graveyard player who can still exist well after completing the whole process? Aren’t they all collapsed?
Therefore, it is indeed a rule of thumb to let yourself search the surrounding objects first.
The four of them rummaged through the artifacts around the coffin. Most of these burial objects were daily necessities from the Warring States Period, nothing special.
It seems that in order to build this large tomb, the Zhao Dynasty spent all his money.
At this time, Chen Ke shouted: "Hey, there is a box here."
Everyone gathered over and saw a big box that was almost rusted into a whole piece.
The lid of the box and the connecting parts are sealed with plaster, which seems to protect the contents inside the box very well.
Eggplant joked:
"The protection is good. Isn't it the private money of this old boy, King Zhao, that is hidden?"
Song Qian rarely joked about eggplant:
"If you still have your private money buried when you die, it means your wife is really ruthless in managing things."
"Brother Ji, how are you? Open it and take a look?"
Ji Han asked everyone to step back and said:
"We must open it, but I suggest that we all step back and use military thorns to open it. After all, King Zhao has already caused us a lot of suffering, and we cannot suffer any more losses."
Everyone is convinced that the tomb-protecting mechanism left by this last monarch more than two thousand years ago was very harmful.
The four of them stepped back a little, Eggplant pulled out the military thorn, took a deep breath, and waved sideways towards Qing Gao Ni.
The box made a "click" sound and split into two halves like a watermelon.
After seeing that there was indeed no mechanism, the four of them stepped forward and opened the cover.
A dozen bundles of bamboo slips fell out of the box and fell to the ground.
Eggplant said "Oh?":
"You don't think these are pornographic books hoarded by this old boy, King Zhao, right?"
Chen Ke smiled evilly and said:
"Brother Qie, you must not delete your browsing history before you die. You must remain innocent in the world. How can you leave pornographic books in the cemetery to affect your reputation in future generations?"
"Grass, that's right."
Ji Han lowered his head to pick up a bundle of bamboo slips and opened it gently. He didn't expect it to be so well preserved.
It should be caused by the box being sealed with plaster mud to block outside oxygen.
Although the characters on the bamboo slips are mottled and very old, fortunately, members of the translation package of the Quantum Wave Reading Method are not in vain, and these characters can be understood clearly.
There are three words written at the beginning of the first volume: "Insect Witch Scripture".
I still follow the previous method and read through it first to record the text. After all, the box has been opened and the text on the bamboo slips cannot be guaranteed to be stored for how long.
What is recorded here is the record of King Zhao who was exiled to the land of southern witches after his country was destroyed and his family was destroyed. He saw various strange insects and witchcraft there, and recorded some of them.
Everyone also knew Ji Han's habit of reading, so they helped him carefully open the bamboo slips and handed them over. After reading more than a dozen volumes, Song Qian came over and asked:
"Brother Han, what is written on this?"
Ji Han answered truthfully:
"It records the unique witchcraft and insects that Zhao Wangdai encountered when he was sent to the land of southern witches."
Eggplant laughed and cursed:
"Damn it, Darwin called him an expert. The last emperor still has such thoughts? Maybe he could still be an entomologist if he lived in modern times."
Ji Han frowned and said:
"But there is a problem. The bamboo slips with serial numbers are missing the third volume in the middle. And I didn't find it in these bamboo slips. Regarding the insect called 'Chi' that was told to the Daliao general that he could attain Taoism and become an immortal,
introduce."
Chen Ke was also curious when he heard this:
"Brother Ji, when it comes to this, I have never thought about it. You are talking about this Zhao Wangdai. He said that the 'red' worms added to the blood pool will make you immortal after a thousand years. Is it true or false? If it is true,
, why doesn’t he just put his own coffin on it and enjoy it? If it’s fake, this King Zhao went to such great lengths just to deceive future generations into laughing? And we did see a bloody person living in the blood pool.
ah."
Song Qian guessed:
"I think this Zhao Dynasty just wanted to use the blood pool to hide his real tomb. After all, there is a blood pool outside. The descendants who come here in search of Feng Shui will be like the Daliao generals and use the blood pool without destroying this place.
, thus allowing King Zhao to hide his real tomb."
What Song Qian said made sense, but she still couldn't explain why King Zhao didn't enjoy the blood in the blood pool. Even if he knew it was fake, he was already dead anyway, so it wouldn't be a loss to try.
Eggplant clapped his hands and said:
"Let me tell you, everyone, the coffin of this old boy, King Zhao, is right in front of you. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Let's just open it and take a look."
Now that the search for scrap metal around them was almost complete, Ji Han had no objection, and the four of them returned to the coffin.
Because the coffin is divided into two layers, the inner and outer layers. The coffin is for the deceased, and the coffin is the outer layer of the coffin.
In order to prevent the coffin from being exposed to traps, such as corrosive liquids or poisonous needles and darts, the four of them still adopted a safe method of opening the coffin.
First use a military thorn to carefully open the gap, then pull away and use the flying claw to pull the coffin cover open.
With a "bang", the heavy coffin cover fell to the ground, stirring up a burst of dust.
But nothing happened, and the four of them got together again. Everyone felt that they were about to have a nervous breakdown from this hateful Zhao Wangdai.
There is a red coffin stored in the coffin.
Chen Ke sighed:
"The classification of coffins in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods was very strict. The emperor had two coffins and five coffins, and the princes had one coffin and three coffins. The King of Zhao only had one coffin and one coffin. It seems he really has no money."
Eggplant cursed:
"Fuck, they're just used to it. Okay, let's open the coffin."
As he spoke, Eggplant gently lifted the coffin lid. Unexpectedly, he actually lifted a corner of the coffin lid.
Even Eggplant himself was stunned.
There are no nails in this coffin!
No matter how much you save, you still have to put the nail in the coffin, right?
Although the body of the deceased is placed in the coffin, traps are generally not arranged, but for the sake of safety, everyone still wants to be careful.
But when Eggplant saw that everything was fine after the coffin lid was raised, he breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, and violently opened the coffin lid with one hand.
All weapons are loaded and ready. If this old boy like King Zhao turns into a corpse, let him experience the charm of contemporary hot weapons immediately.
As the coffin lid was lifted, everyone still heard a crisp "click" sound.
After Ji Hanxin finished speaking, in the end, he fell into the trap of this old boy, King Zhao.
Everyone hurriedly alerted their surroundings, but as the "click" ended, nothing else happened, as if it was just the sound made by the coffin itself.
When the three of them saw Eggplant standing in front of the coffin and staring at the coffin, motionless, they all leaned over and looked inside the coffin.
The coffin was empty, except for a bundle of bamboo slips.