659 Saint Maiden (2)

Since there was a way out from behind, Mo Zhiyu waved his fist several times without any scruples, completely widening the hole, and then led Yun Shi out.

As soon as I came to the outside world, I could feel the spaciousness of this space, which was at least twice as large as the previous dormitory, and there were many candles lit, which made it feel more sacred and solemn.

"There's a candle here, is there anyone?" Mo Zhiyu helped Yun Shi slowly walk to a candlestick and said suspiciously.

Yun Shi stretched out his finger and gently touched the surface of the candles on the candlestick, and then said: "It's not anyone, these candles are made of whale oil ointment, like this thickness, one can burn for at least two thousand years." Looking at this appearance, it should be that half of it has not burned off, and it has probably burned for seven or eight hundred years, so it can be speculated that this stone chamber has existed for at least seven or eight hundred years. ”

Then she looked up at the stone room, "These candles can burn and still haven't been extinguished, which means that there is a good ventilation system here, and there will be no space cut off here, and there will be no strong wind and waves." ”

Mo Zhiyu also observed the surroundings and said, "There are murals here, well, it doesn't seem to be as intense as before, it seems to be something else." Then he raised his hand and pointed ahead, "There is also a high platform here, and it feels almost the same as the layout of the Holy Maiden's dormitory before!" ”

Yun Shi looked at the high platform, her expression was slightly solemn, and then said, "Let's go over." ”

"Okay." Mo Zhiyu answered softly, and then helped Yun Shi to walk over slowly, and the two went up to the high platform and came to the stone bed on the high platform, and then the two of them found that this was not a stone bed, but a quaint, uncarved sarcophagus.

"The sarcophagus?" Mo Zhiyu looked at Yun Shi, "Buried the Holy Maiden? ”

"Possibly." Yun Shi nodded slightly.

Mo Zhiyu immediately laughed happily and said, "Then there must be something good, maybe there is something we want!" You stand here first, and I'll open the lid of the coffin! ”

Mo Zhiyu said, let go of Yun Shi, and then rolled up his sleeves to open the coffin. Yun Shi hurriedly stopped him, gently pressed his hand on the coffin lid, and then said, "Don't worry, this kind of place, it's hard to guarantee that there is no mechanism, I'll take a look first." ”

When Mo Zhiyu heard Yun Shi say this, he was not excited, and stood aside and waited for Yun Shi to check it. Then he saw Yun Shi gently caress her hands on the coffin lid, as if she was caressing a treasure, and then her jade onion fingers gently clicked on the coffin lid, full of rhythm and strength.

Mo Zhiyu recognized this technique, which was Yiyan's opening technique, but when Yun Shi used it like this, it was very eye-catching, making him feel that he was not tapping roughly, but like playing a beautiful piece of music.

He couldn't help asking: "This is the opening technique of the Yi family." ”

"Yes," Yun Shi nodded, "Through the vibration transmitted from the surface of the coffin, this technique can roughly perceive the contents of the coffin, mainly to find out whether the things inside are alive or dead, and to see if there are any mechanisms." ”

Mo Zhiyu was no longer surprised by Yun Shilian's stunt, so he immediately asked, "Then what do you feel?" ”

"There's nothing moving in there, and it doesn't even seem to have funerary goods." Yun Shi lowered her eyes, still feeling the contents of the coffin very seriously, and then she stopped tapping and took a step back, "You open it now, there is no mechanism in it, at most there will be some exhaust gas, you cover your nose with a cloth to open the coffin." As soon as the words fell, she first covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve.

"Good!" Mo Zhiyu responded in a low voice, took out a handkerchief from the meson bag, tied it to his face as a "gas mask", and then he used his hands to push the coffin in front of him vigorously.

With a "boom" sound, the coffin lid was pushed open by Mo Zhiyu, stirring up a smoke, Mo Zhiyu stopped for a while, waited for the smoke to disperse, and then continued to push the coffin lid, and finally lifted the coffin lid away from the coffin at once and pushed it to the ground.

This time when the coffin was opened, there was no heavy coffin, and Mo Zhiyu suddenly saw the inside of the coffin, there was only a neatly dressed dry corpse in this coffin, and he couldn't help but say: "The specifications of this saint are much lower than those of King Mosuo." ”

"The Mosuo Kingdom was influenced by the culture of the Eastern Continent, and the old Holy See lived on the sea for a long time, and had no connection with the land at all, and the cultural traditions should still be relatively intact." Yun Shi walked to the coffin again, lying on the edge of the coffin with both hands, and carefully looked at the dried corpse in the coffin.

The dried corpse in the coffin lay flat in a regular manner, with his hands pressed against his abdomen, looking very peaceful. The corpse was very well preserved, judging by her shriveled skin, clothing, and the remaining strands of hair on the top of her head, it was supposed to be a female corpse.

Yun Shi checked the skeleton again, and then said, "It's a female corpse, it should be a saint of a certain class." ”

But when she touched the skeletal hands, she paused, and her expression suddenly became more serious.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zhiyu immediately asked.

But Yun Shi didn't answer him immediately, but directly pushed the hands of the dried corpse away, ripped off the dried corpse's clothes, and then they saw a huge hole in the belly of the dried corpse, as if something had come out.

"It's really a difficult birth!" Mo Zhiyu was extremely shocked, "You really guessed correctly, this Holy Maiden inheritance of the old Holy See is really what you said, that is, giving birth to a child!" Oh no, mother-and-child inheritance! ”

And Yun Shi's performance was not like Mo Zhiyu's surprise, but full of doubts, she pondered for a while, and then said two words: "It's not like." ”

Mo Zhiyu asked suspiciously, "What's not like it?" ”

"This corpse doesn't look like a dystocia, it looks like a caesarean section." Yun Shi said.

"C-section?" Mo Zhiyu thought for a moment, "If it is really like what you said, every saint girl is a monster, then it is very likely that she will not be able to give birth naturally, and at this time, of course, you can only forcibly open the belly and take out the child."

However, judging from this wound, it shows that the people at that time didn't care about the life or death of the mother at all, and could only save the child. This inheritance model is really crazy and cruel, the saints have been high and noble all their lives, but in the end, they were abandoned by their own people. ”

"That's not right." Yun Shi shook her head and pointed to the stomach of the dried corpse, "This cut is obviously turned out, it should be that the things inside were directly knocked out, not taken out." ”

(End of chapter)