Chapter 952 Tomb of King Mu (30)

Tong Sixi said that it is not necessary, first, we have limited time, and we came to touch the promotion of Captain Jin to make a fortune, and they attach great importance to the etiquette of the deceased, and they think that the utensils in the coffin are all rewarded to them by the deceased. Those rules are for the sake of respecting the dead and getting forgiveness.

"We have already injured King Mu's dragon qi, do you think he will forgive us? I'll just open the museum and leave if I get it! Tong Sixi said as he slapped his right hand on the lid of the coffin.

It didn't matter if it was a beat, the moment his right hand touched the lid of the coffin, it was as if he had been shocked, his body shook violently, and then he quickly took it away.

"Shhh...... This...... How is this possible? Tong Sixi stared at the lid of the coffin in surprise for several seconds.

"What's wrong?" Wushuang asked him.

"Master, there's life in it!"

Hearing this, the faces of the other five people present were like ashes. How is this possible? King Mu in the coffin has been dead for thousands of years, even if he really sucks the dragon qi in Tai Chi Yun as Tong Sixi said, and has Taoism, but people can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death, right? Can't it be said that he really became an immortal and slept in it for a thousand years?

"Boss Tong, you're not sick, are you? Zongzi is zongzi, how can it be alive? Ma Chengfeng asked.

"There will be no mistake, there is yang energy inside, and yang energy is very heavy, heavier than our normal living people." Tong Sixi gently touched the lid of the coffin and said.

"I can't care so much, Cheng Feng, your side, my side, first get rid of the paraffin! Even if it is the emperor Laozi, I want to see the true face of his Lushan today! What about thousand-year-old zongzi? As long as he is alive, then let's let him die again! Wushuang had already bent down and began to scrape the paraffin wax in the gap between the lid of the coffin with the short knife in his hand.

The ancients embalmed corpses in many ways, and they would apply paraffin wax in the cracks of the coffin lid, and the paraffin wax was the best sealing strip when it dried. This paraffin wax can be combined with the coffin lid, and no air can enter outside, so it is not a problem to preserve it for thousands of years.

It didn't take long for Ma Chengfeng and Wushuang to clean up the paraffin wax in the cracks of the coffin lid, and then one after the other, they buckled the heavy coffin lid respectively, and tried several times, this lid is not light. In the end, Naxiu, Xiao Man and Ye Shan joined hands together, and then they moved the lid of this coffin crookedly.

There is a layer of space between the outer coffin and the inner coffin, where many burial vessels can be placed. King Mu played Lingzhou, the land of fish and rice, and the Ming utensils that accompanied him after his death must have been priceless, but unexpectedly, the interlayer between the outer coffin and the inner coffin did not see the gold and silver silk soft, but was full of layers of silk.

Wushuang wanted to reach out and touch it to see where these ancient silks came from. But he was dragged by Tong Sixi.

"Beware of poison." He was very sophisticated, and he didn't dare to use his hands directly, but used his own dragon descending wooden cane to beat it inside, and finally determined that the legendary Eye of Amira would let everyone continue to open.

"Is this old boy a pervert? Why is it rare for a big man to make silk for clothes? "Then I asked.

Chang Xiaoman said that in ancient times, silk was a good thing, and its value was no less than gold and silver treasures. Moreover, the production of silk in Jiangnan is regarded as a specialty of other people.

"Huh...... You only know one or the other! Tong Sixi told them that these silks are not ordinary goods, but are actually used for embalming. The silk is coated with a special liquid that absorbs the little air left in the coffin's interlayer. "This is an antiseptic technology for the people of southern Xinjiang."

"Since there is no Eye of Amira in the mezzanine of the coffin, it must be in the coffin, Cheng Feng continued!" Musou is very well prepared. The inner coffin is different from the outer coffin.

In the tombs of many princes and generals, the last anti-theft mechanism will make a fuss on the coffin lid, and it is easy to be poisoned by the tomb owner. As long as the tomb robber touches his hands, ensure that your hands are eroded by poison, and the whole person will turn into a pool of blood in an instant.

The two of them first scraped the coffin along the paraffin wax around it, then took out the probe claw and hooked the bottom of the coffin lid with the tip of the claw.

You don't need to touch the old method of Captain Jin to open the coffin, but the opening of the museum is different, and you must be careful. The coffin has been sealed for thousands of years, and it is full of toxic gases, and it is possible that the large zongzi inside will suddenly rise at the moment the coffin is opened. Whoever comes close will be the first to suffer.

The probe claw is a sharp weapon for touching Captain Jin's coffin, and there are almost no coffins that cannot be opened. These two are veteran tomb robbers, and they don't need to be taught how to use the probe claw anymore. But Wushuang dragged the end of the probe claw with all his strength, and the coffin lid was stunned and did not move.

"Yo? It's really stubble today, and the probe claws can't be opened? ”

"Don't bother, this coffin should be different from the ordinary one." Ma Chengfeng lowered his head and carefully looked around the lower edge of the coffin.

The hard work paid off, and finally this mechanism was found by him, and it turned out that there was a card slot hidden under the head and tail of the coffin. This coffin is disposable, and after the coffin lid is closed, the card slot is stuck and can no longer be pulled out, and the coffin lid cannot be opened at all with the traditional method.

"It's all trivial, get out of the way!" Wushuang pushed Ma Chengfeng away, raised the cold blood blade high, and with a knife down, the sharp treasure knife cut the diamond card slot in two, and the chipper stuck in the card slot inside was also cut off.

At the same time, Ma Chengfeng also destroyed the card slot at the end of the coffin. The two of them looked at each other, exhaled heavily, and put their hands on the edge of the coffin again.

Click...... Click...... Click...... Chen Feng's thousand-year-old coffin of King Mu finally saw the light of day.

A faint black smoke suddenly floated out of it, and everyone thought it was corpse poison, so they quickly covered their mouths and noses and retreated. After waiting for about two or three minutes, I saw that the black smoke inside had dissipated before I had the courage to go forward to find out.

In the coffin was a tall male corpse, the male corpse was robed by a golden-crowned python, and his face was closed. He held the gold book in one hand and pressed the other flat on his chest. He was covered with gold, silver, and jewelry.

These people are not ordinary tomb robbers, ordinary gold and silver are not eye-catching at all, no matter how good the treasure in the world, as long as it can be bought with money, it is not a good thing. They came for the Eye of Amera. But after looking at it again, the only thing in the coffin was the legendary treasure.

King Mu's body is relatively well preserved, but his skin is somewhat gray. He lay peacefully in the coffin, motionless, and his chest did not rise and fall as a living person breathed.

"Boss Tong, didn't you say he was still alive? I think you're just scaring us, aren't you? Isn't this just a rice dumpling? Wushuang said.

(End of chapter)