When Chen Zhi climbed up the coffin lid, he was already sweating profusely. The difficulty and tension of climbing on the smooth coffin board just now was unimaginable. Now he felt that his tight calves were about to explode.
, his strength was almost exhausted, he sat on the coffin lid, put his hands on his knees, let himself breathe for a while, and said to Fat Wei.
"Now that we have climbed onto the coffin lid, what should we do next? Are you still going to pry open such a big coffin lid?"
At this time, Fat Wei put away the rope and said with a smile after hearing Chen Zhi's words. "Do you think I am the marshal of the canopy? I can't open such a big coffin lid even if I am exhausted!".
"Then what should we do? How to get in?" Chen Zhi then asked.
Fat Wei glanced at Chen Zhi, then turned back and continued to collect the rope and said,
"The coffins of immortals are different from those of us humans. Immortals are very weird things. When they are said to be dead, they may not be really dead. They still have a breath. According to legend, these immortals will be in the coffin after death.
There is an air hole left on it for the breath to ascend to heaven after death. But these are all legends. No one knows whether they are true or false. However, since ancient times, Taoists and magicians who think they have become immortals have followed this habit.
Leave a round hole at the head of your coffin for air release. With the size of this coffin, if there is an air hole, it should be able to accommodate one person in. What we need to do now is to find the air hole, and then
We can follow the blowhole into the coffin."
"You seem to know a lot about the tombs of gods, and I have never seen any of this information. Where did you know so much?" Chen Zhi stared at Fat Wei closely at this time, waiting for his answer, but
And afraid of hearing his answer.
"Stop asking so many questions. Now is not the time to talk about this." Fat Wei rolled the rope into a bundle and waved his hand to signal Chen Zhi to follow him. "You just need to remember one thing. I, Fat Wei, will take care of you."
As a brother, I will never harm you."
"Then what is your purpose of coming here?" Chen Zhi stood there without moving and asked Fatty with a serious face, "If you really treat me as your brother, then tell me the truth now."
"What purpose can I have? Don't think of me as complicated," Fat Wei turned around and said to Chen Zhi.
"I, Fat Wei, have cared about two things in my whole life, one is money, and the other is brothers. I will go to hell and die, and I will only care about these two things. And...",
Fat Wei said this with anger,
"I said, Orange, are you done with it? Why are you becoming more and more like an old bitch now? You keep nagging and nagging endlessly. If you don't leave, I will leave. You just stand here and wait for that ghost bitch.
Come back and eat you alive!".
After Fat Wei finished speaking, he ignored Chen Zhi, picked up the treasure bag, and walked towards the other end of the coffin with the machete.
After Chen Zhi stood there for a while, he then continued to walk forward with Fat Wei. He made a decision in a short time not to ask Fat Wei any questions from now on.
This coffin is really very big, and the wood called "big chun" is really strange. When Chen Zhi walked on it, he felt as if he was walking on a huge living body. Every time he took a step, he would feel like walking on it.
He felt very sticky under his feet, and the soles were covered with bright red resin, like blood. And the coffin under his feet really seemed to be alive, as if the nine-tailed fox was lying alive in the coffin, open in anger.
Jumu asked him how he dared to walk on its body and infringe on its divine power. However, Fatwei in front seemed not to feel this at all, and walked straight forward on his own, and at a very fast speed.
They quickly found the so-called air hole for the immortals to ascend to heaven at the mouth of the coffin in front. It was a circular hole about one meter in diameter, with a very regular shape, and the surrounding edges were sealed with metal.
, it looks like a wellhead from here.
Chen Zhi leaned over and looked down, only to see that it was dark inside, like a bottomless pit, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
At this time, Fat Wei took out the rope that looked like an LED light strip. After folding it a few times, he gently put one end down.
Chen Zhi had seen this kind of shining transparent rope before. This kind of rope would be very bright in the dark. After being placed in the underground palace, it could illuminate the surrounding environment and eliminate danger.
After Fat Wei folded it twice, the transparent rope immediately glowed all over. Fat Wei then slid the rope down the air hole bit by bit. After running it for a long time, the rope in Fat Wei's hand obviously came to an end.
At this time, they looked down from the blowhole and saw that the bottom of the blowhole was very dark. Even under the illumination of the light rope, the surrounding darkness could not be dispersed.
But at the bottom of the light rope, I saw a little golden multicolored glow, but I didn't see anything specific. What's strange is that in the air coming from below the blowhole, the aroma of divine bones is no longer so strong.
Instead, there is a light mint scent, which smells refreshing.
"Those rays of light are the reflected light of jewelry, which proves that there must be a large number of rare treasures down there, and the number is astonishing." Fat Wei crawled at the entrance of the cave and whispered, "And that mint scent... is a kind of
The smell of extremely precious preservatives.”
After Fat Wei finished speaking, he began to put away the light rope upwards, saying as he was doing so, "Before the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, when artifacts were produced, people at that time were very good at handling corpses and embalming clothes, and their skills were even more advanced than now.
Just like the pharaohs of ancient Egypt, the king believed that he would continue to enjoy wealth and splendor after death, so they filled the coffin with a unique preservative that could keep the clothes on the body as new for thousands of years.
The smell is fragrant. I heard that this preservative was made from a kind of grass jelly that was available at that time, but it has long since disappeared.
I have stolen some imperial tombs over the years, but I have never seen traces of this preservative after the Han Dynasty. Only in a few coffins before the Han Dynasty was there a tiny bit of the scent of this preservative. And they were all from that time.
Extremely prominent emperors or royal families, such as our first emperor of China - Qin Shihuang, but their weight is pitifully small.
Such a huge coffin contains such a strong fragrance all over the body, and the dosage is hundreds of thousands times that of those royal families. It can be seen that the human royal family is really pitiful compared with the gods! But it can also prove that the following nine-tailed fox empress
"Identity is so precious."
"Is there any magic medicine down here?" Chen Zhi looked into the darkness and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know," Fat Wei shook his head and said, "It is said that the elixir is a kind of excrement on the body of the immortal. It is actually the skin flakes that fall off. It is said that it will be on the body of the immortal after death and on the clothes he wears.
Zhan has. If the nine-tailed sky fox is really that big, then just finding a little bit of her skin will be enough for us, let’s try our luck!"
After Fat Wei finished speaking, he hung the tiger on the edge of the blowhole, put down his legs and said to Chen Zhi, "I'm going down now. If I successfully find something, I will pull the rope above and pull it out."
Hand the things over, and finally you pull me up. Remember, if I haven't given you a signal when the female ghost comes back, then leave me alone and find a way to escape on your own."