Numerous emergency lights illuminated the light in the dungeon, whether these white lights were dangerous to the burial goods, Lin Dong didn't know very well, but he didn't care about this, as soon as he entered the dungeon, he ran directly to the coffin.

Peng Wenhui and the others stayed where they were, just glanced at the coffin that looked very simple and strange, and then began to clean up the funeral goods in the registered underground palace from the inside out.

The workers outside the dungeon were not allowed to come in, they were guarding outside, accompanied by four big men with guns from the wolf mercenary group, they only needed to take the wooden box from the inside, and then transport it out, or send the empty boxes and fillers to the door of the dungeon, in order to prevent the previous looting from happening again, Hasmu was very vigilant against these workers.

Walking to the coffin, Lin Dong, Hasim, and Sun Wenjuan couldn't help but hold their breath.

It took a lot of effort, and finally, they were about to see the most precious thing in this dungeon, and the three of them were a little excited at this moment.

Even though Lin Dong already knew what was inside, he couldn't help but be a little excited to witness the completion of the excavation of this Mongolian nobleman's tomb with his own eyes, how could he not be excited?

Because there are many emergency lamps stored in zài, the underground palace is not as gloomy as in some tomb robbery novels, but a little like the hall with brilliant lights at night, many gold ornaments, Yuan blue and white and other funeral goods exude an attractive light under the illumination of the light, at different angles, you can see different lights in the eyes, beautiful and luxurious, I am afraid that such a situation, it is impossible to see it in any place!

However, everyone was not attracted by these brilliance, and all they paid attention to was the inconspicuous tree-shaped coffin.

Lin Dong looked carefully at this huge quaint coffin, which was made of poplar wood.

It is said that the poplar tree does not die for a thousand years, and it does not fall down for a thousand years after death. It has been poured for thousands of years, and although it is somewhat exaggerated, the wood of Populus euphratica is excellent. In the hearts of these horseback peoples, it is no less than the Han people's evaluation of Nanmu.

Such a diameter of more than two meters of Hu Huangmu. I'm afraid I will have to live for at least a thousand years.

Although the underground palace is deep underground, it is not very wet, Lin Dong doesn't know if he has considered the factor of groundwater when this place was selected as a cemetery at that time, including the fact that the soil underground should be cooked soil, right?

"Do you want to do it?"

Hasmu couldn't help it, he reminded Lin Dong: "Now, don't you just open it?" ”

Lin Dong's thoughts were pulled back, he secretly wondered how he could still be distracted at this critical moment, and now the time was pressing. He immediately nodded: "Do it!" There shouldn't be any problems in this, just be careful and don't break the contents inside! ”

Sun Wenjuan also nodded, and now she has no other worries.

The three of them all put on masks and gloves, and Lin Dong directly picked up an iron crowbar and began to move.

Although gas masks are more reliable, they don't have a wide field of vision, and besides, they just prevent possible corpse odors in the coffin, so using gas masks is a bit of a fuss.

The outside of the coffin is a whole poplar wood with the top cut off and then hollowed out in the middle. Make it look like a coffin, and then put the real coffin inside.

There are not many nails on the outside, but the craftsmanship is very good. The poplar wood has been processed, and Lin Dong is very careful when he pries it open, and he can feel it, the place where he is booked is almost seamless, and he can't feel the slightest gap, and he doesn't use glue.

In comparison, Hasmu's movements were much more rude, and his crowbar was directly aimed at it, even destroying several poplar trees. Revealing the dark yellow wood inside.

Lin Dong frowned, but did not speak.

He can only speed things up. Open the coffin as carefully and quickly as possible in order to prevent the "destructive" excavation of Hasmu to the greatest extent.

Lin Dong once accelerated. The movements at hand seemed to be like fast movements in a movie, with an indescribable sense of rhythm, which made Sun Wenjuan on the opposite side stunned for a moment, and Hasmu felt something wrong, and when he raised his eyes, he was also stunned.

How did this guy get so fast? This poplar coffin is not easy to pry? Could it be that it was easier on his side? Or did Lin Dong himself have some kind of trick?

Even Peng Wenhui and the others, who occasionally glanced at it, stopped what they were doing, and Tian Qinde, who was holding a brush and brushing the words on a gold coin, also looked at Lin Dong's movements, and the brush in his hand had been raised and brushed on his face, but he didn't feel it at all!

It only took less than ten minutes for Lin Dong to pry all the remaining nails open, he exhaled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then "Hey! With a bang, with a force of both hands, the lid of the entire coffin was directly lifted!

This sound woke up all the people who were stunned, and Hasmu hurriedly helped Lin Dong carry the lid, and when he felt the lid was extremely heavy, he immediately opened his mouth: "You two students, come over and help!" ”

Shen Ruohai and Tian Qinde immediately ran over, and Peng Wenhui simply didn't register the blue and white porcelain there, and ran over to see.

A few people lightly put the lid aside, revealing the coffin containing the corpse inside.

Bluestone's?

Hasmu was a little disappointed, but it was also reasonable.

The coffins on the outside are just poplar wood, and the coffins inside are made of bluestone, which is not surprising.

It's just that such a coffin doesn't match the gold and jade all over the ground in the underground palace?

Could it be that this was the custom of the aristocracy at that time?

Without much thought, everyone's eyes were focused on the bluestone sarcophagus.

The bluestone sarcophagus is about one meter five wide and two meters long, and it is not very large. It is not tightly matched with the poplar coffin outside, and there is a certain gap in the middle. In the gaps, there are some silk fabrics stuffed, which have not been moved for many years, and these silk fabrics still retain the appearance of the year, but as soon as the coffin is opened, these silk fabrics immediately change color.

Peng Wenhui's mouth let out a soft "sigh", obviously it is a great pity, these things are history!

The eyes of the others were almost focused on this bluestone sarcophagus.

The bluestone sarcophagus is very simple, there is no slightest carving on it, it can be seen that it is a very ordinary bluestone, which has been cut and polished into a coffin, if you have to say that there is any difference, it is very finely cut, and the seam between the bluestone is very fine, and it is almost impossible to insert a knife.

"What's in here?" Tian Qinde couldn't help but ask, "Will it be ......?"

"Go ahead and register!" Hasmu suddenly said in a cold voice: "Be fast, don't register wrong!" ”

Tian Qinde was stunned, he didn't know why Hasmu suddenly let them leave.

Sun Wenjuan glared at him, he could have allowed his students to take a look at the things in the coffin, this Tian Qinde is really uninteresting!

"Go ahead!" Sun Wenjuan said helplessly: "If you don't understand something, call me." ”

Peng Wenhui understood what Sun Wenjuan meant, and took the lead in leaving to study those blue and white porcelains.

Hasmu watched the four of them leave, and then said to Lin Dong: "Let's do it!" (To be continued.) )