The ancient Yue Kingdom and the ancient Shu Kingdom were both prehistoric civilizations. Except for some scattered patterns accidentally found in China, there are very few records in history books about this ancient civilization before the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. We can understand so much thanks to Sister Hong’s extensive knowledge.
Otherwise, your eyes will be completely dark and you will not be able to understand anything clearly.
Sister Hong fiddled with these bronze wares back and forth, her brows furrowed as if she was thinking about something.
At this time, the leader said: "Yunfeng, let's work harder. We must get this done before that group of people comes. The fact that we can see the funerary objects means that the main coffin is not far away."
After digging for a while, the cyclone shovel hit a thick stone slab. This bluestone was quite big. I had to call several people to come down and push it away together.
The bluestone slab had just been pushed halfway, when a smell suddenly wafted out from underneath and went straight into people's noses!
It’s not just me, but I can see from the expressions of others that everyone has smelled it. At first I couldn’t smell it when it was covered with a board, but once I opened it, it really stinked, almost like the smell of a cesspool in a dry toilet in summer.
I covered my nose and said loudly: "Why is this so smelly! Look, it's not really a latrine down there!" I was the closest, and I couldn't help but retching from the stench.
"Whatever happened to the cesspit, the cesspool must be lowered as well! Jihou's coffin is buried underneath! Yunfeng, you are lively and light. This is not very deep. You are the most suitable. We will use a rope to let you down, and you will go down with a flashlight."
Feel the situation."
"Ah?" I whispered in a low voice: "Boss you...are you trying to make me jump into the pit..."
Five minutes later, I tied a rope around my waist and warned my head to be careful. Then several of them pulled the rope and lowered me down like a bucket.
It wasn't very deep, and I stepped on the ground less than five meters after the rope was lowered. I used a flashlight to shoot up and down, and made a sign with my head for a safe landing.
The rope was very long, so I didn't untie it. If there was another big four-legged snake down there, they would be in a hurry to pull me up.
Shining a flashlight around me, I saw at a glance that there was a huge bronze coffin lying across the northwest corner! The lid of the coffin was covered with dry black rust and a layer of rotting moss. Looking around, I saw
There is nothing but this coffin.
The closer I got to the coffin, the smellier it became. I thought there was a cesspit underneath, but now when I smell it, all the odor seems to come from this bronze coffin.
Is this coffin full of shit? Why is it so smelly? But even if it is shit, why does it still smell after more than two thousand years?
I shouted loudly and reported what I saw to the superiors: "Head! Come down quickly and take a look! There is a coffin!"
After a while, they all grabbed the rope and came down. They circled the bronze coffin several times, but they couldn't start, because we found that the entire coffin lid and the space between the coffin were filled with copper water, and it was impossible to push it with brute force.
not open.
"You guys stand back and I'll try." Beggar Liu pulled out the gleaming soft sword from her waist.
The sword is the king of weapons, and the soft sword is an outlier among swords. It can be soft or strong when used well. Ordinary people who have practiced the soft sword for decades cannot even use it. Feng Liu, the beggar's foil sword Liu, is called Liu.
The name is famous in the world of martial arts, and it's not for nothing. From the way he chopped off Researcher An's head with one sword, it can be seen that this man has real skills in using soft swords.
"Ding..." The sound of gold and iron rang out, and Mr. Liu's soft sword was impartial and inserted into the gap of the coffin!
Pulling out the sword suddenly, a small gap has opened between the coffin lid and the main body of the coffin. Although bronze is not as hard as pig iron, it is still a metal after all. The sword penetrated directly. You can imagine the impact of this sword.
How powerful it is.
"Quick! Get the shovel! Pry it for me!" The head was delighted when he saw this and hurriedly stuffed the cyclone shovel into the gap under the coffin lid.
Because it was so smelly, all of us covered our noses and mouths with clothes. Even if it was a coffin made of copper water, after more than two thousand years, the bronze has been severely rusted. Once a gap is opened, what is left is nothing more than
