Chapter 1190: Time Flows

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"This thing is really tough......"

Under Professor Meng's "guidance", Zhuang Rui stood on the ladder and used tools to make several notches in the huge golden silk nanmu coffin for the insertion of crowbars. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of course, Professor Meng pointed out the general direction, and the place chosen by Zhuang Rui is definitely the best position for the combination of mortise and tenon joints, but this nanmu is too hard, even if modern tools are used, Zhuang Rui is tired of stinky sweat.

Eight 1.5-meter-high portable alloy ladders were erected on both sides and at the end of the coffin.

Several people standing on the ladder are all strong men of the archaeological team, needless to say Zhuang Rui, Dr. Ren also stood on a ladder with a crowbar, and even Peng Fei was called down to participate in the coffin opening operation.

"Everyone is ready to ......"

Professor Meng commanded the action below, "Wait a minute, after I shout one, two, three, you will exert force upwards at the same time, do you understand?"

"Got it......

At this time, the eight people standing on the ladder were all a little nervous in their hearts, and they were bold because they were about to see Genghis Khan, who had left a strong mark in the history of the world, and they were even more excited and excited.

As for the cowardly, they are afraid that a hidden arrow will suddenly shoot out of the coffin, and they will become the martyr of the Mongol Khan after a thousand years.

Compared with the other nervous staff, Peng Fei was very relaxed, and joked with Zhuang Rui: "Brother Zhuang, your dream is really accurate, not only did you find the old Mongolian ghost by yourself, but you even saw the brothers together, bad luck, it's really bad luck......

Zhuang Rui took the crowbar, stuck it into the notch, and said with a smile: "Peng Fei, you kid don't say a few words, this is also an emperor, be careful that he will cheat the corpse and settle accounts with you......"

"Cut, if my buddy lived in that era, how could there be anything to do with Genghis Khan? I won't be afraid if he jumps out now......"

Peng Fei didn't care about talking nonsense with Zhuang Rui, not to mention this person who had been dead for thousands of years and had already turned into dry bones, Peng Fei had even seen the corpse with half of the body rotted and full of maggots, so he didn't care about this kind of scene at all.

"Damn, Peng Fei, don't talk about it, okay, kid? Isn't this disgusting?"

The conversation between Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei finally made the people next to him unbearable, you know, they are in a tomb, although these are scientific researchers who have experience in opening coffins, but no one wants to wait for the coffin to be opened, and see a half-decomposed corpse, right?

"Okay, all concentrate, wait until the force is even......"

Professor Meng interrupted the conversation of several people, but he was a little disappointed in Dr. Ren, as a scientific research worker, no matter what kind of situation he encountered, he had to face it with a calm attitude.

"One, two, three, open the coffin!"

Professor Meng gave an order, and the eight people standing on the shelf pressed the crowbar down with both arms at the same time.

"Click...... Click...... Chirping...... Squeaky ......"

Although the coffin made of golden silk nanmu was extremely strong, it finally loosened under the simultaneous force of the eight mortise and tenon joints, and after a piercing squeak, the coffin slowly revealed a gap.

The wooden tenon of the coffin is much longer than ordinary furniture, and when the coffin lid rises about two inches, the mortise and tenon joints have not been completely separated, Professor Meng hurriedly shouted: "Don't stop, force, try harder, and you will pry it up immediately......

"Click!"

After a sound that made everyone's hearts tremble, the entire coffin lid finally broke away from the coffin, revealing a fist-sized gap.

This time the coffin was opened, and the two CCTV reporters came to the tomb, but the height of the coffin made it impossible for them to shoot the situation inside at the first time.

"Don't be in a hurry to shoot first, Xiao Yang, bring four ropes, Zhuang Rui, you tie the coffin lid with a rope and lift it down with a crowbar......"

Although Professor Meng's face was also very excited, he still remembered the steps of opening the coffin, and arranged it in an orderly manner, and five minutes later, the coffin lid, which was about three meters long and about two meters three meters wide, was finally moved to the ground.

After putting down the coffin, Zhuang Rui hurriedly climbed a nearby ladder, and Professor Meng climbed on a ladder without relent, and of course the two photojournalists were also indispensable.

Peng Fei and Dr. Ren also reacted quickly, while others were still rubbing their shoulders, the two brothers also occupied a ladder by themselves, and by the time the rest of the people reacted, the eight ladders were already occupied by people.

"Mom, this ...... How can this lie down and live?"

Just when several people climbed the ladder almost before and after looking into the coffin, at the end of the coffin, a CCTV reporter suddenly let out a miserable cry, and the whole person fell off the ladder.

In addition, Wang Ji, the gold medal photographer of CCTV, although he did not fall off the ladder, his whole body was trembling, and the camera picture kept swinging.

In fact, it is not to blame that the reporter was timid, after climbing to the ladder, the reporter reporter focused his eyes on the camera's zoomed-in lens and accurately framed the shot.

Who knew that under this look, a man wearing a golden crown, a majestic appearance, a slightly dark face, and closed eyes was facing him, and there seemed to be white fluff growing in his ears.

"What a fucking old ghost......"

Just when a few staff members under the ladder didn't know why, Peng Fei also let out a strange cry, and out of nowhere, he pulled out a cannon-like desert eagle and pointed it at the coffin.

"Peng Fei, stop, don't shoot......"

Zhuang Rui was taken aback by Peng Fei's actions, he knew that he would not let him come down, in case this shot went off, it is estimated that he would not be able to save him by himself, and the crime of seriously damaging cultural relics, even if he was not shot, he would be imprisoned for twenty years.

"Wooden ...... Mummy?!"

Professor Meng was blind to what was happening in front of him, and his attention was completely attracted by the male corpse in the coffin, as if in Professor Meng's eyes, this was not a corpse that had been dead for thousands of years, but a sleeping beauty.

"Quick, point the camera at the coffin......"

"What's going on, why can't the image be transmitted? What's going on?"

"Old Meng, what mummy, you can make it clear?"

The chaos in the tomb, similarly, in the ground command center, everyone was also anxious like ants on a hot pot, constantly calling on the walkie-talkie, they never thought that at such a critical moment, the camera actually dropped the chain.

Especially the sentence shouted by Professor Meng stopped in the ears of the old experts, and their hearts were even more uncomfortable as if they had been clawed by a cat, and they were so anxious that they almost didn't collectively scold their mothers.

Finally, after the camera shook for a while, the picture gradually became clear, and a man with a majestic face covered in layers of gold silk and satin appeared in front of everyone lying flat.

This person's face is so clear, and there seems to be a hint of redness on the dark skin of his face, as if a majestic old man is in his sleep, so quiet and indifferent.

The appearance of this picture made the commotion command suddenly quiet, and at this moment time seemed to stand still, and the old experts stood on the spot with strange expressions before they had time to close their mouths.

"Ah, dry corpse, no, living corpse!"

"Oh my God, how...... How so?"

"Old Meng, this ...... Is this the body inside the coffin?"

After more than a minute, it was like a frying pan in the command headquarters, and everyone was yelling, as if this was the way to vent the various complex emotions of uneasiness, excitement, and excitement in their hearts.

Before the coffin was opened, everyone had many conjectures, and even imagined the picture of an Egyptian mummy in the coffin, but they didn't expect it to be ...... There was an old man who looked like he was sleeping.

This difference between reality and imagination made this group of experienced old experts couldn't help but get emotional, and even Ouyang Zhenwu stood up with a shocked look on his face.

……

"Genghis Khan, it must be Genghis Khan......"

Different from those emotional people in the headquarters, at this moment, all the archaeological team members in the tomb who most intuitively saw the man in the coffin had such a thought in their hearts at the same time, and it was so natural, the person in the coffin could only be Genghis Khan.

Although the people inside were just lying quietly, and even their eyes were closed, the silent majesty made everyone's hearts feel a little depressed, like an ant standing in front of an elephant.

This emperor who commanded the world before his death, even after his death, also showed a kind of domineering spirit, the kind of murderous aura that seemed to come out of the body, making everyone who faced him feel that he couldn't breathe, and his heart was like pressing a big stone.

Genghis Khan's closed eyes and slightly upturned lips seemed to be laughing at the world, at the people who opened his coffin in front of him, or at himself?

At this moment, even Zhuang Rui, who had seen this face, was also deeply lost, and there seemed to be a mighty scene in front of him leading thousands of Mongolian iron horsemen to sweep the world.

At this moment, even Professor Meng, who had opened the coffins of countless ancients, was a little confused, he never dreamed that a corpse could bring him so much reverie.

The neighing of horses, the sound of shouting and killing, seemed to echo in the ears of everyone, and the long river of history turned backwards, leading everyone back to a thousand years ago, witnessing the emperor standing on a high platform alone, accepting the worship of tens of millions of soldiers.