Chapter 80: Lian Jing's Tomb

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Seeing that there was a hole behind the wall, we immediately broke open all the bricks, poked our heads out, and then took a good look at the natural light coming in from outside. The distance between this fake wall and the real wall is only 30 centimeters, and if it is said that it is used to hide people, no one will believe it, then it must be used to hide things. We hurriedly searched between the pile of lime and bricks to see if anything different.

Sure enough, there was a men's leather bag between the compartments, a style from a long time ago, with only a large zipper, and there were many compartments like an accordion, and each compartment was neatly placed with materials, which made the whole leather bag look very bulky. Such a thing is definitely not convenient to carry around, it should be used by Moy to store materials. None of this information seems to be visible, so they can only lie quietly between the compartments. There are windows, which ensure that the compartments are not too wet, and the leather bag provides a second layer of protection for these materials.

This Moy is so thoughtful, it must be of extraordinary value to what is inside. We quickly took out our bags and took them to the spacious living room to study.

Most of the materials in the bag are related to the bronze mirror, and there are all kinds of photo notes, and even some materials in foreign languages. To save time, Qin Chu and I split the work, he was in charge of going through the photos and foreign language materials, and I was in charge of reading Moy's notes and team logs, and after an hour, we exchanged answers.

To get the information behind so many materials, one hour is simply not enough, I can only look at a rough idea. Qin Chuyi saw it more slowly than me, picking up the photo little by little, and his face was almost pasted.

"Hurry up, we need to fix that wall!" I urged.

"Mm-hmm, right away, good right away." He embedded the pictures in his hand one by one as if he were playing cards, and pointed to the corresponding place of the information with the other hand, and began to try to explain: "That's the ......"

The owner of that mirror is a mage named Lian Jing. This mage has a very high status. Equivalent to the pope before the Renaissance abroad. The reason why Lian Jing has such a high status as a woman is because she has the ability to distinguish between life and death since she was a child. Legend has it that when his father was an official in the court, a courtier visited his home. As soon as Lian Jing saw the courtier, she said a word.

"Say it quickly. Don't sell it! ”

"Hey, I'm not thinking that it will be easier for you to understand it when translated into modern Chinese!"

“……”

He died three days later. At that time, her father was scared, but the courtier didn't care, and he went home happily. Three days later. The man died violently. After that, Lian Jing became famous, and many people asked her to help her see the length of her life, and in the end, even the king at that time believed her words.

…… The mage Lian Jing, who has thaumaturgy and is good at distinguishing between life and death, said that he would die within three days, and he did not come out of four days......

This Lian Jing not only has such thaumaturgy, but she is also very beautiful, she is not only the mother of the country above ten thousand people under one person, but also an unrivaled mage. In addition to being able to judge life and death. It can also divinate major events, and even renew people's lives.

…… With a good face and a graceful posture, he is the king's side, in charge of the harem affairs, and three thousand are obedient......

"This is too...... I couldn't help but interject, "can help people continue their lives, is it Taishan Mansion?" Isn't she dead herself! ”

"Hey, the most important thing is that she can control her dreams too! You get the idea. She's a dreamer! ”

I closed my mouth and listened to him continue.

The information focuses on how she survives for others. In fact, she doesn't have any great skills, she is a staunch reincarnation ist, believing that people will go through six reincarnations after death. until the flow of life continues. Therefore, she believes that the life span of people is inherently unlimited, but it is just a different identity. If you want to stay in this round of humanity for another ten and a half years, you have to borrow from the next few rounds, so that you can complete the continuation of your life.

As for why she didn't renew her life, it was because she calculated that her next life was about to enter the Heavenly Dao. That's why I gave up the opportunity to continue my life.

"This kind of thing can only be seen as a legend, she said that going to the Heavenly Dao is really going to the Heavenly Dao, in fact, isn't it just dead. Let's talk about the mirror. ”

"Well, about that mirror, it's specially made by Master Lian Jing."

She believed that she was the reincarnation of the phoenix and would continue to be reborn, so she placed such a mirror in her tomb. The real name of this mirror is called Samsarajian, and it was held in Lian Jing's hands when it was buried. She believes that with this mirror, she can see through the reincarnation of each of her lives, preserve the memories of her every life, and thus live endlessly and be reborn in Nirvana.

…… The way of heaven is coming, and the six worlds are one. Holding reincarnation in his hand, he is the same as the sun and the moon. The flesh does not rot, and those who see its countenance are shocked and terrified......

When excavating Lian Jing's tomb, there was an accident. This Lian Jing's thinking is very unique, the coffin is very large, and the big ones are a little bit like coffins, and almost the entire tomb is in the coffin. And the specifications of the tomb are not a tomb in the traditional sense, but more like a tomb hole, hollowed out vertically from the ground, and various burial goods are placed layer by layer, and she holds this mirror and lies on top of the burial goods, and then, the entire tomb is filled with liquid.

"Liquid?"

"Well, it's definitely not water anyway."

"I've seen this!" I immediately remembered the codex I had just read, which said: "During the excavation, as soon as the hole above the burial chamber was opened, a blinding white light came from inside. ”

Several of the archaeologists were frightened by what they saw, and the only male scholar who had the courage to do so, screaming that he had seen Elysium from the tomb, then he became abnormal, and finally jumped into the tomb on his own.

At that time, the burial chamber was filled with an unknown transparent liquid, and the male scholar who jumped down was instantly submerged by the liquid, and when Moy looked inside, the male scholar's back was bulging, and his body was floating on the water, showing a state of drowning. The student who calmed down finally took a flashlight and shone it, and saw that the man floating on it was bleeding from seven orifices and was definitely dead.

In the end, everyone brought a pumping machine and drained all the water in this deep pit before they dared to continue to enter the tomb.

When the entire tomb was completely presented in front of them, they finally saw the whole picture of Lian Jing's tomb. Lian Jing was wearing red and green clothes, with a copper mask on her face, and the reincarnation book was held in her hand. The dead male scholar was lying on the reincarnation book at this time. They carried him out with all their hands, put him aside, wrapped him in a mat, and prepared to send someone to send his body back.

Everyone was filled with curiosity and fear about the tomb, and they acquiesced to each other and waited for today's work to be finished before sending someone back to report it. Because Lian Jing's tomb did not have a specific coffin, her body was exposed to the air. The person in charge of pumping the water insisted that before the water was pumped out, Lian Jing's hand holding the reincarnation jian was exactly the same as that of a living person, and even her skin was more delicate. Everyone said that he was dazzled, because when they took off the mask, Lian Jing's face was already a pile of dry bones.

But no one spoke. Because the pile of dry bones looked almost air-dried. It's almost impossible to soak in water for so long and still keep the body dry. Just as everyone was talking about the mirror, an eerie voice suddenly burst out from behind them:

"This is reincarnation."

This faint voice was the same male scholar who had been confirmed dead before. At this moment, he was standing straight behind them with his hands behind his back, looking at the reincarnation book in front of him with a serious face, and thoughtfully putting forward his own opinions, showing no sign of resurrection.

The crowd hurriedly looked back at the mat wrapped in the corpse, which lay limply on the ground, and the inside was empty.

"The man came back to life."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but stop, and I had an indescribable feeling in my heart. At the beginning, I didn't believe in the legend that Qin Chu talked about, but now that such a supernatural phenomenon has appeared, I have to doubt my own judgment. That reincarnation jian, does it really have such a great ability? Or is that man, not dead in his own right?

Compared to this question, the following content is more appealing to me. My hands trembled uncontrollably, and I couldn't believe what Moy had written.

It is neatly and clearly recorded the following sentence: "Although he looks no different from a normal person now, I still can't be sure if he is really resurrected or possessed by something, after all, my identity is different from theirs, and I have a special mission to do." So tonight, I have to report the resurrection of Shaman. ”

Charmang.

Zhao Cheng.

"This guy is really haunted! How can he be everywhere! Qin Chuyi scratched his head, it seemed to be very nerve-wracking. Look at him in this picture. He then pulled out a picture from a pile of "playing cards" and handed it to me.

I took the photo from his hand and put it in front of me, probably a group photo of everyone on this mission, carefully identifying a few vaguely similar faces, and finally found him.

"That's right, it's him. His name at the time should have been 'Zhao Cheng', and Qiu Xia did not appear in the photo, indicating that Qiu Xia had already been sent away during this mission, and she should have had an accident. Eh, wait, who's this guy? ”

"Which one?" Qin Chuyi looked at the almost identical face in the photo, a little confused.

He really didn't recognize the face, but I had an impression. It was by brushing this mature and steady face that I had the opportunity to meet Ye Jiahe, who turned my face to me, and only then did I understand the story behind the chicken goddess.

That's right, this person is Su Yuan, Mr. Su.

This photo is very old, even Zhao Cheng, who was still stunned at the time, is now an old man who is over the age of six. If it really has something to do with Su Yuan, then this person must be his father or other close relatives. But after all, a photo is a photo, and I still can't determine this thing just by looking like it.

"I knew that this mirror was very important to the top, and that the purpose of this archaeology was this mirror, but I thought of my son's suffering from the disease, so I wanted to take the mirror away. Since Xia Mang can come back to life, then he must be able to. Anyway, I'm going to settle on this mirror. ”

I finished the last sentence of the page and took a deep breath. (To be continued.) )