Looking at the black jade coffin placed in the body of the tower, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, after all, this was the first time in my life that I was so close to the burial tools in the ancient tomb.

The more I stared at the coffin, the more I felt as if the black coffin was going to suck my soul away, and the chilling feeling made my heart very uncomfortable, and I subconsciously retreated.

At this time, Wang Quan, who was standing next to me, probably saw my discomfort, he walked up to me, patted me on the shoulder, lowered his head and said softly: "There is a young master, I'm afraid." ”

I glanced up at him, barely cheered up, quickly looked away, and turned my head to look - I saw the dog head four standing in front of the coffin, staring closely at the black jade coffin, the greedy light in his eyes flashed, and then he said to himself with some fear: "It's really fucking strange, this coffin is not placed in the underground palace, why is it thrown here......"

Listening to the self-talk of the dog head four, I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart: according to the part of the book I once read about the pagoda, although the stupas of each sect and branch of Buddhism have certain differences in appearance, the internal structure is basically the same.

The stupa is generally divided into four parts, from bottom to top: the underground palace, the tower base, the tower body, and the tower sha.

Generally, the tower burial is a high monk living Buddha, and if the tower burial method is used to bury the dead, then the relics of the deceased or other relics on behalf of the deceased must be collected in the underground palace, and it is impossible to throw it in the tower body like this, which is a manifestation of extreme disrespect for the deceased, but this black jade coffin has not been included in the underground palace, but depending on the scale of this tomb, the status of the deceased should be very noble and noble, how can it be treated like this?

Since I came to this strange tomb, this kind of irregular thing has appeared in an endless stream, so I can't think of a reason for it.

However, just as the dog head was muttering, Bing Cu Ling had already taken the lead and walked towards the black jade tower.

I'm a hundred reluctant to go in, but looking at the ice cube Ling's arm is still dripping blood, but that guy still doesn't care about it as if it was not himself, I can't help but feel a little helpless in my heart: if this kid goes on like this, this kid will not bleed too much and die, although this kid has bullied Lao Tzu before, but Lao Tzu has always repaid grievances with virtue, of course, the most important thing is that if there is no kid, it is impossible for us to know what secrets are hidden in this ancient tomb, then we can be regarded as a toss in vain this trip, and by the way, we will collect the body for this kid.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shake my head helplessly, took out the bandage from my backpack, and quickly ran to the left hand side of Bing Cu Ling, and said, "Bing...... No, Comrade Ling Wen, you are now a wounded member of the ranks, and now the organization orders you to raise your hands, and I will treat your wounds. "Anyway, I didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and grabbed this guy's injured arm directly - the arm was unexpectedly cold, as if he was holding an ice skate in his hand, but I didn't care so much, and directly wrapped his forearm with medicated gauze, but the guy surprisingly didn't resist, just quietly waited for me to help him bandage, and his deep eyes kept looking around the tower, silent.

In this somewhat awkward atmosphere, I helped him take care of the wound, let go of his cold arm, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Bing Cube Ling saw that I had helped him take care of his wound, raised his arm to look at it, and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

I shook my head a little tiredly, feeling a little uncomfortable by his wound, after all, I am not a professional doctor, and I am really a little disgusted to always let me see these blurred flesh and blood.

Bing Fang Ling said, ignored me, and continued to look at the four walls of the tower, at this time, the royal power and they also walked in from the tower gate.

The inside of the tower is a little dim, except for a black jade coffin in the middle of the tower, nothing else can be seen.

They all turned on the flashlight one after another, I took a few deep breaths, and hurriedly turned on the flashlight, and the light instantly filled the inside of the small tower, and then, we were all amazed by the scene inside the tower.

In the body of this tower, there is a space about two people high, about fifty square meters, in addition to the black coffin located in the middle of the tower, the walls around it, are crystal clear exquisite reliefs!

I was amazed to look at the reliefs all over the wall, and kept shining back and forth with a flashlight: these reliefs were made of white jade about one meter long and wide, and the large pieces were inlaid in the black tower, exuding the unique warmth and brilliance of jade under the illumination of the hand, which made people look a little dazzled.

Our group was attracted by this somewhat shocking white jade relief, and walked forward to watch, and I was no exception to walk under a relief, tilt my head, and carefully look at the scene depicted on the relief lock: the most prominent carving is a young and beautiful woman, wearing a stand-up collar skirt, and the outfit is indeed a unique style of the Ming Dynasty.

The woman sat beside a guqin, on both sides of which were willow trees fluttering in the wind, and in the carving there was a man in a robe with wide sleeves, the man was standing beside the woman who was stroking the qin, looking down at the woman.

Looking at this lifelike carving, I couldn't help but be taken aback: Could it be that these carvings are the life experience of the lady in this tomb? Could it be that the man in the wide sleeved robe was the emperor at that time?

As soon as I thought of this, I quickly moved my steps to the leftmost end of the reliefs in the tower, and began to look intently at these exquisite reliefs.

I saw the middle of the relief all the way from the beginning of the relief, and found some information about the owner of the tomb: the first relief shows the scene when the owner of the tomb was canonized, which shows that the tomb is indeed buried by a Ming Dynasty mother, and looking at the luxurious scene, it shows that the owner of the tomb was particularly honored at that time.

Then it seems that all the way is some of the music pictures of her reciting poems against the emperor, stroking the qin and admiring the flowers - from these music pictures, it can probably be seen that this lady has been with the emperor for a long time, and should be very favored.

But what makes me feel strange is that none of these murals depict the emperor's face, and the face of this lady has never changed.

Just as I was thinking hard about the reason, Chen Ge, who was standing on the other side of the tower space, suddenly let out an exclamation: "Come and see the reliefs here!"

When our group heard Chen Ge's call, we hurriedly gathered in the direction where Chen Ge was. When she arrived at Chen Ge's side, she pointed to the reliefs in front of her, and said anxiously: "Look at it, what is carved on this relief?"

We hurriedly moved our eyes to look at the reliefs pointed out by Singer Chen: I saw that the relief was still engraved with the young lady, but to my surprise, this lady actually hanged herself in a palace!

And the man who had been appearing in the relief before, who was suspected of being the emperor, was now lying on the ground in front of the corpse of this lady, as if he was weeping bitterly, and there were a large number of palace people around him who seemed to be making consolation - but the man's face was still missing from this relief.

The next relief is even more eerie: the relief depicts a dense crowd of people, who are busy lying on a large rock, as if they are carving something. The next few reliefs are the scene of opening the mountain and repairing the tomb for this mother, and as far as the eye can see, there are tens of thousands of laborers inside, and I can't help but smack my tongue secretly: this lady's pomp. It's not small!

However, as soon as the picture turns, a pagoda appears in the next relief, which is seven stories high and is surrounded by curved stripes that symbolize the light of the Buddha. Seeing this, I couldn't help but be surprised: it turned out that the entire pagoda was actually carved from a single stone! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but secretly admire the craftsmanship of these craftsmen, and at this time, Wang Quan, who was standing beside me, also sighed and said: "This ancestor's craftsmanship is really fucking unacceptable! Such a big thing carved into the shape of a tower, even if it is obtained today, it is impossible to do it so perfectly!" After listening to Wang Quan's words, I nodded my head in agreement again and again, and looked at the relief below.

However, the next picture came to an abrupt end, and there was no scene for the funeral of this mother, and we all looked at the last relief - the relief was carved on the scene, which was actually the scene of the lady flying into an immortal, only to see that the lady was solemn, wearing a xia cloak, stepping on the clouds, holding an orchid-shaped spell, and flying into the sky. Around her body, the lines that symbolize the fairy clouds are depicted, and on her head, there is a radiant fairyland and some immortals who welcome her.

But the most striking thing is that the lady has an extra bead-like thing hanging from her chest, and the bead-like thing is deliberately enlarged, and there are lines around it that symbolize light, as if deliberately trying to attract the attention of the viewer.

Looking at the mysterious beads on the girl's chest, I couldn't help but feel a little sluggish: what is this deliberately protruding bead?