Sister Hong covered her nose and said, "Is this black water... the embalming fluid flowing out of the coffin?"
The eldest brother nodded and said: "It looks like it. Let's take a look after the drainage is clear. Judging from the previous situation, there is at least one layer of coffin inside."
"Huh? Something's not right, brother," I discovered something strange at this time.
"What's wrong Yunfeng?"
I pointed to the two bronze statues of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses and said, "Is there a hole under these two bronze statues? Look at it, why all the coffin fluid has seeped down, along the feet of the bronze statues."
The elder brother frowned when he saw it.
As we got closer, we looked carefully with a flashlight and discovered something fishy.
It turns out that there are many small eyes around the foot of the bronze statue. The antiseptic coffin fluid flowing out of the silver coffin plate leaked down through these small holes at the foot of the bronze statue.
The boss raised his head and looked around the owner's tomb, and then he said: "Maybe this was deliberately designed by the previous owner of the tomb to prevent it from being damaged by rainwater."
"Okay, don't worry about this for now. I think the fluid in the coffin has almost drained out. Let's go up to the third one and pry open the last layer of coffin boards for him!"
"Be careful," Sister Hong frowned and looked around. "My heart is pounding and I don't feel good."
"Hey, it's nothing, Xiaohong. You're freezing because it's too cold here."
The Sun brothers shoveled forward and backward, and soon they were able to pry open the coffin panels.
As the silver coffin plates fell off, in an instant.
A golden streak flashed before my eyes.
The innermost coffin board... is made of pure gold...
It turned out to be a gold coffin and a silver coffin!
The flashlight was shining in front, and the golden reflection dazzled people's eyes.
Gold does not oxidize like silver and remains as bright as new after thousands of years. This layer of golden coffin is engraved with a large number of lifelike patterns.
The patterns on the gold plate include feathered figures and flying men. One of the patterns is the strangest.
This is a row of soldiers wearing armor. The strange thing is that they all have snake-like animals coiled on their heads.
No, if you look carefully with a flashlight, you can’t call it a snake, it can only look like it, because the carvings clearly show that these snakes have legs.
Looking at this pattern, Sister Hong looked solemn and lowered her head in thought.
Suddenly, she raised her head sharply and said in shock: "Boss and Lao San! An army with four-legged snakes on their heads! Isn't this the legend of the ancient Yue Kingdom!"
Golden light flashed across people's eyes, and the boss touched the golden coffin board and said solemnly: "That's just a legend, it can't be taken seriously. I didn't expect that the owner of this tomb is a believer of the ancient Yue black witch."
I didn't understand what it meant, so I asked.
At this time, Sister Hong explained: "There used to be a small country in the Southern Barbarians called Guyue. This Guyue was not the Yue country that later came to be known as the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Period, but it was much earlier than that. Guyue in the Southern Barbarians was the originator of the Chu witch culture and was also the leader of Miao border poison.
In the place of origin, it is said that there was a four-legged snake witch army in ancient Yue, which was invincible in attacking cities and conquering the ground. It is even said that as long as the four-legged snakes coiled on the soldiers' heads do not die, then these soldiers will not die, even if they are hit by arrows.
Even if you get hit by a knife, you can still jump around and kill the enemy."
"No way...Sister Hong, this sounds unreliable," I didn't believe it.
Sister Hong nodded, "Don't say you don't believe it, I don't believe it either, but..." She pointed to the four-legged snake patterns and said, "These four-legged snakes do exist, and there are quite a few of them. Their scientific names are now
Chinese skinks are also called dragon skinks among Hakka people and some places. I even killed one when I was a child and fed it to my cat."
The third brother also nodded and agreed: "Xiaohong is right, there is nothing scary about this thing. In our place, it is called a bitch."
"All the children in the village were caught and thrown around for fun."
