The coffin in front of Qiu Yan is made of wood, although it is not as good as the Chinese royal family, it is also considered a very luxurious thing, Qiu Yan knocked on the coffin lid with Sanmei, and made a dull 'bang' sound.

"Liang Qiuyan, what do you say is in this coffin?" Li Mowu blinked his eyes and asked in a low voice, seemingly very curious about the contents of the coffin.

"I don't know if this place has been sealed for hundreds of years, maybe longer, what else do you want it to give besides the owner of this tomb?" Qiu Yan glanced at him.

"No, I mean.." Before he finished speaking, Li Mowu pulled out a smile and rubbed his thumb and index finger in front of Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan raised his eyebrows and said softly. "Artifact?"

"Hey, go up!"

Qiu Yan glanced at Xiao Li and coughed lowly. "I still don't want it, I can hide it in such a secret place, this feng shui layout, the tomb owner must not be provoked before his death, if the coffin is moved, there may be some traps, and the bones on the ground have not yet figured out the reason, or find Mr. Xijiang, let him see and then decide." ”

"Who knows where the old man of Xijiang ran away with that little third son, let's take a look, don't move, anyway, I haven't seen the treasure in the tomb in my life, so I opened my eyes. ”

"This.." Qiu Yan muttered and looked at Xiao Li, as if he wanted to stop talking. After getting Xiao Li's slight bow, he said. "Okay, let's talk about it first, we can only look at it, and we can't think crookedly. ”

"Of course!"

Then Qiu Yan inserted the blade into the gap of the coffin lid, but he didn't expect it to be inserted into the bottom all of a sudden, he glanced at Li Mowu, and then pried it hard, but he didn't expect the nail to be firm, and he didn't even pry it open after adding force twice.

Li Mowu also took out his companion to help, and the two worked together, and the coffin made a 'crunch' sound, and finally pried open a gap, and the two changed positions again, priing up the coffin nails one by one. But Le Jin watched coldly, standing in a dark corner and watching all this.

The tomb is very dry, the tomb wall made of special materials is very waterproof, and the glazed tiles on the head are not seepage, plus most of the rainwater in the Xing'an Mountains is absorbed by the deciduous layer, so there is a lot of dust in the coffin, this movement makes the dust fly, choking Qiu Yan and coughing. The lid of the coffin was gradually pushed out by the two of them half-foot in the middle, and the situation inside gradually emerged.

A tall male corpse was lying inside, the moisture in his corpse had completely evaporated, leaving only the blue and purple dry skin wrapped in the bone frame, after nearly a thousand years, this was already considered to be well-preserved, although the facial features collapsed, the eyes and nose became black holes, but the face can still be changed into seven or eight, about sixty or so, wearing a crown facing the sky, wearing a blue and gold silk embroidered robe, and his hands crossed on his chest.

Xiao Li poked out half of his head from behind Qiu Yan and looked inside, exclaimed, quickly looked away, didn't dare to look at it again, bowed to the coffin, closed his eyes and muttered something to himself.

As soon as the lid of the coffin was opened, Li Mowu couldn't bear it, so he reached in and touched it in the coffin, and Qiu Yan hurriedly stopped him. "You idiot, don't move the corpse, the ancients would paint the tomb owner with mercury when they were buried, it was highly poisonous, and if you weren't careful, you would die!"

Li Mowu laughed dryly, he didn't smoke at the moment, and he didn't smoke it. Qiu Yan shook his head, and pointed out Sanmei to look at the items in the coffin with him, there were some porcelain beside the ancient corpse, Qiu Yan didn't know much about antiques, especially porcelain, he had only seen the blue and white porcelain in his small bamboo house on Heyue Island, and he didn't know anything about the value of porcelain, the history of craftsmanship, etc.

After turning over for a long time, Qiu Yan couldn't figure out why, and was about to stop there, when he suddenly glanced at the night pearl the size of a goose egg on the head of the ancient corpse, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's a good thing. Qiu Yan pointed to the night pearl with Sanmei and sighed.

Li Mowu stretched his neck and looked hard at the coffin. "Liang Qiuyan, look, there is still a little red flower on this ancient corpse. ”

"Nonsense, how can there be flowers on the corpse. ”

"Really, you see. After saying that, Li Mowu pulled Qiu Yan to look down.

Sure enough, a huge tidbit was directly sprouted from a tuber, and on the short and thick tidbit stalk stretched a piece of red on the outside and purple on the inside, similar to the broad bracts of the petals, in a trumpet-shaped, brilliant color, like a huge candle stuck on an ancient corpse.

"Strange, what is this? How could such a strange thing come out of a corpse." Qiu Yan looked at the gorgeous and colorful huge flowers and muttered to himself.

"Why, what else can hide from your encyclopedia?" Li Mowu laughed softly, and then took advantage of Qiu Yan's inattention to pull a flower leaf from the flower.

"Mess with what!"

"It's just a flower and leaf, and it's not a big deal, so what a fuss about."

Suddenly, a breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, and the flower leaves in Li Mowu's hand swayed gently with the direction of the wind, and some pollen was blown in the air, drifting with the waves.

"You guys. . . Do you have.. Smell.. A few.. Strange... Strange taste.. Dao.." Li Mowu sniffed the tip of his nose and suddenly asked.

"Kindly, it seems.."

Darkness descended from all directions, engulfing the figures of the four men completely, and then there was no movement.

The little wolf cub woke up leisurely from Qiu Yan's backpack and yawned and poked out half of his head. Looking at this strange environment, it blinked its eyes, jumped down, and jumped on the lid of the coffin. It looked at Qiu Yan and screamed at him, but there was no response, and it bit Li Mowu's shirt with its fangs, but it didn't move. The little wolf cub sat on the lid of the coffin boringly, staring at a pair of big eyes as if he didn't understand, why a few humans were as immobile as shrubs, and their eyes were listless?

After a while, it suddenly sniffed and seemed to smell a 'peculiar smell' as well. Its eyes glowed faintly in the darkness, and it slowly stood up and stared at somewhere in the darkness, if Qiu Yan was awake now, he would definitely notice the movement of the little wolf cub, its two wolf teeth looming in the air.

The darkness suddenly formed a 'face', which appeared in front of its eyes, like shadows in the dark night, blurred, only bright but somewhat solemn eyes, staring coldly into the eyes of the little wolf cub.

Between the burial chambers, a cold wind suddenly blew. It was cold to the bone, as if it could freeze and freeze the blood.

The little wolf cub took a step back, and then, slowly, slowly, lowered itself gently to the ground, like a submissive courtier, bowed its head before the mighty king, and in its mouth, there was a low whimpering sound.