Seeing this situation, Wu Liang naturally didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly reminded the soldiers behind him: "Everyone gather together and be careful, don't be careless!" ”

All the soldiers were well-trained elites, and when they heard this, they hurriedly showed their weapons and fanned their backs to Wu Liang to form a formation.

In this formation, they can protect each other and protect Wu Liang.

Cao Yu's treatment is nothing more than this, it can be seen that after a few hours of getting along, Wu Liang has changed from a slave who no one cares about to the core of the soldiers' hearts.

"Talented brother, but what did you find?"

An older soldier asked in a suppressed voice.

"Not yet, but in this inexplicable open coffin, the body of the tomb owner has disappeared, there is a saying that 'there must be a demon when something goes wrong', although I can't be sure of the specific reason, but it's always right to be more careful in case of accidents."

Wu Liang did not tell the soldiers the details found on the golden jade robe, so as not to cause too much panic, which would be more likely to cause chaos.

"That's true."

The soldiers nodded their heads and moved closer to each other, holding their breath to feel everything around them with their eyes and ears.

In this case, Wu Liang also calmed down a little and continued to observe the situation inside the coffin.

In addition to the torn golden jade clothes in the coffin, only a small drum placed on the left side of the jade clothes' head remained.

The small drum is a short cylinder, slightly smaller at both ends and slightly thicker in the middle, and its size and shape are somewhat similar to the waist drum that was more popular in Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningbo in later generations.

The difference is that the sides of this small drum are not painted in festive red, but dyed black, and some cloud patterns are carved on the surface of the black pigment to decorate, which looks a little more luxurious and exquisite.

Besides.

The two ends of the drum are also equipped with two metal rings, the metal rings are connected to a belt, the length should be able to be put around the neck, and the drum can be hung on the chest or under the armpits, which is more similar to the waist drum of later generations.

However, to Wu Liang's surprise, after hundreds of years, the drum surface of this small drum is still intact.

In ancient times, the drum surface was mostly made of animal skin, although it was more durable, but it was absolutely impossible to survive for hundreds of years without breaking, and so far the archaeological community in later generations has never found a complete ancient drum.

So, what kind of material is the drum face of this snare drum made of, or what special process is used?

With such doubts, Wu Liang cautiously climbed into the coffin and took the small drum in his hand to examine it carefully.

It's a pity that he didn't study much of the animal skin, and at first glance he didn't see what the drum surface was made of, but he just pressed it lightly with his hand, and he could still feel the soft and tough drum surface.

I'm a good girl.

After hundreds of years, the texture is still as good as new, this thing is too unusual, right?

Wu Liang felt that this small drum would definitely still work, and he wanted to beat it and listen to the drum, but in this situation, he finally suppressed his curiosity, so as not to make any moths.

The strap attached to the drum by a metal ring is also intact.

Wu Liang put the belt around his neck and hung the small drum on his chest.

He was going to take the little drum back and study it carefully.

After all, with the family background of King Liang Xiao, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rich country, and there are countless gold and jade treasures that can be buried with him, but he only brought this small drum, which is enough to show that the value of this small drum is definitely above the gold and jade, and it will not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

Unless...... King Liang Xiao just loves music, don't tell me to stop.

After doing this, Wu Liang carefully investigated the coffin again, and when he saw that there was nothing else, he crawled out of it again.

After the result landed, he caught a glimpse of the small drum hanging on his chest again, and Wu Liang suddenly realized something again!

My look is ......

If you put on a robe, a fox mask and a few tails, wouldn't it be Tamamo in some well-known hairline killer game?

Help me up, another 648!

That's when it happened.

"Squeak...... Squeaky ......"

Suddenly, there was a slight noise in the tomb.

The sound was like something sharp cutting across the surface of the wood, making the scalp tingle and the roots of the teeth tingling.

"What's the sound!?"

The soldiers' spirits immediately tensed, and they looked around to investigate.

Wu Liang also felt a trace of pressure, but it was a pity that the sound just now was very small, and they only lit a torch, and the scope of illumination was very limited, it was difficult to judge the source of the sound at the first time, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

In this situation, the tomb fell into complete silence, and only the faint breathing that everyone tried to suppress could be heard.

It was so deadlocked for a while.

The strange sound was no longer heard, and the crowd calmed down a little.

"Wu Liang, what should we do next?"

Some people have retreated but it is inconvenient to speak, so they have to ask tentatively.

"Who's got torches on them?"

Wu Liang did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Me!" "Me!" "And me!"

Many people responded.

At this time, the torches were made of oilcloth and pine oil, and the longest burning time could not exceed half an hour, so everyone would bring a few extra ones when entering the tomb.

"Lighting a torch in each hand, we are ready to retreat."

Wu Liang said again.

Now that the tomb of King Liang Xiao has been explored, Wu Liang has already planned to leave, so he no longer has to worry about the air.

In addition, Liang Xiaowang's body disappeared inexplicably, and the voice just now was too weird and sudden, which made him a little uneasy, in order to prevent accidents, the safest way is naturally to ensure sufficient vision, and if there is any problem, it can be found and dealt with in advance.

"Order!"

The soldiers were happy to do the same, and hurriedly did so.

A moment later, each of the nine soldiers had a lit torch, which could not illuminate all the corners of the tomb, but it did illuminate most of it, which was a lot more reassuring.

"It's much more comfortable that way......"

Looking at the brightly lit burial chamber, the soldiers laughed.

But the voice did not fall.

"Alas! How can there be water? ”

The two soldiers standing on the outskirts suddenly screamed strangely.

Wu Liang and the others hurriedly followed the prestige, the two soldiers were already stained with some unknown liquid, and they looked wet and dripping down.

"What are you two ghosts called, what's there to be afraid of leaking a few drops of water on the top?"

"This little bit of courage still comes to rob the tomb, turn around and ask the army to withhold your reward, and then expel the two of you from the Qiangren army."

"Gone away, scare people......"

When the soldiers saw it clearly, they all smiled disapprovingly.

The two soldiers were laughing a little embarrassed.

But in the next second, their faces had become distorted, and they suddenly fell to the ground and rolled wildly, their hands rubbing their bodies like crazy, and their mouths let out a heart-rending howl of pain: "Ahhhh Hurt! It hurts! I feel like I'm burned! Help me! Help me! ”