"Although the name of the crystal ritual comes from the legend of the Central Plains, not many people really know this name, but it has been carried forward among the northern nomads." I explained, "The prototype of this crystal ritual is actually Ao, so there is nothing surprising about it. Isn't it, glasses? ”

"That's right! Therefore, in the tombs of ethnic minorities in the north, although crystal worship is not common, it is not unusual, but such a large crystal ritual is really rare. The glasses helped the glasses and said, "The ancients put the coffin on the back of the crystal ceremony, firstly, they wanted to use the threat of the crystal ritual to scare away the tomb robbers, and secondly, they hoped that their bodies would not rot after their deaths and their souls would smoothly enter reincarnation." ”

"But what is Ao?" Jar asked.

"Ao is actually a collective term for turtles and turtles." I explained.

"Is this just a turtle or a turtle?" Jar asked.

I looked at Jing Xi for a long time before I said, "It's Ao!" ”

"Isn't this nonsense! You've been talking about it for a long time, and I don't know it's an Ao? The altar said with some dissatisfaction.

The glasses took the words: "Actually, the poor ghost is right, say that it is a turtle, its head is round; Let's say it's a turtle, but it has teeth in its mouth, which is really nondescript, so it's better to call it Ao. ”

Glasses spoke to us as she walked up the stairs next to the crystal shrine and walked up to the coffin bed. Condescendingly, we saw a number of stones, each the size of a watermelon, under the outer walls of the burial chamber below, which we had not noticed when we entered. So the altar asked curiously, "What are you doing here?" Is it used as decoration? Then this aristocrat is also down, right? ”

"These stones represent the number of enemies killed by the tomb owner during his lifetime, and one stone represents a person," the glasses said. Therefore, from this point of view, this tomb should be from the Liao period, because this custom was most prevalent in the tombs of the Liao Dynasty. "We checked from the beginning, and there were 457 pieces, which means that this tomb owner actually killed 457 people with his own hands during his lifetime, which can be called murder!

There was a small wooden pavilion built on the coffin bed, square, covering the coffin, and there were curtains hanging around it. The glasses tell us that this small wooden pavilion is a kind of coffin, the ancient people attached great importance to life and death, they have always believed in the concept of "death is like life", and the Khitan people also have this thought.

"Death is like life? I don't believe that there was only a little bit of valuable things in his house before his death, and he was stolen! The altar was so angry that he walked into the pavilion with us.

This is a stone coffin, and several pictures are carved on the four walls of the coffin. The glasses' eyes lit up immediately when they saw these four pictures, but I was not interested in the altar.

I searched the entire burial chamber except for the stone coffin, and we couldn't help but be a little discouraged. Now the two of us have no choice but to pin our last hope of going out in the coffin.

We walked up to the coffin bed and saw that the glasses were still concentrating on their research, and we didn't worry about going out in the slightest. What an idiot.

The altar and I began to pry the coffin with tools, and as we pry back, we asked with our glasses, "How is the research?" ”

The glasses shook his head, and said with a little regret: "These pictures just describe the grand scene of his glory, you see this is the scene of returning from the grass valley, this is the scene of the official, and this is the scene of hunting...... I guess the owner of this tomb should be an important minister of the Liao State......"

The altar interjected and said, "You're not talking nonsense!" If it weren't for the princes and ministers, where would they have built such a luxurious tomb? ”

Glasses ignored the jar and continued: "...... But the identity of the owner of the tomb, the king he served, and the era in which he lived are not visible. ”

"Bang Dang~"

The lid of the coffin was pried off by me and the jar, and landed on the ground beside it, making a loud noise, startling the attentive glasses. When he saw that we casually pried the stone coffin open, he immediately became anxious. He rushed up and pointed at me and the altar and said, "You, how can you...... You can ......," he said, and before he could finish his sentence, he stayed there with me and the altar.

If this coffin is full of gold and silver treasures, it is normal for us to be stunned. But in fact, there was nothing to be seen in the coffin except for a coffin full of red liquid. The red liquid in the stone coffin was shiny red, like blood, but it was slightly thicker than blood.

"This ...... This is ...... "Glasses have never seen or heard of such a situation, and for a moment I don't know what to do."

Although the altar and I are not timid, we don't dare to rashly touch these hair-making red water, so you sang and persuaded me to raise the glasses.

"Glasses, you see we're all stuck here now, we've searched everywhere, and we can't find an exit. Right now, this coffin is our only hope, and you don't want to be buried here, do you? ”

"I said brother, look at the color of this water, it is poisonous at a glance, and if you touch it, you will die, you can't let your brothers go to the water to fish, right?"

"yes, glasses! If we don't break this stone coffin, we won't be able to see what is inside, and you must want to see the coffin and burial inside! ”

I sang and harmonized with the altar, and the glasses couldn't refute it, especially the unknown temptation in the coffin, which was really hard for him to resist. Of course, he wanted to find out from a purely academic point of view.

Seeing that the glasses did not speak, I looked at the altar with each other, picked up the axe and the shovel, and smashed it down on the lower part of the stone coffin. Soon, the coffin was smashed into a small hole by me and the altar, and the red liquid flowed out and flowed down the crystal to the ground. Because the middle of the burial chamber is high and the surrounding area is low, it is sloping outward, and all the red water slowly flows to the outermost part of the burial chamber.

When the red water was almost gone, the three of us went to the stone coffin to look at it, and the disappointment on my and Tanzi's faces could no longer be concealed. There were no escape mechanisms or tempting funerary goods, just a coffin stained red with red water and a pile of smooth, useless stones.

The glasses held their chin and pondered: "What are these red liquids and these stones for?" Why was it placed in the coffin of the tomb owner as a burial companion? ”

"That's it!" The altar interface said, "I've heard of rare and exotic stones for burial, what's so strange about this broken stone, and as for putting it in a coffin as a treasure?" ”

"What did you say?" The words of the jar woke me up at once.

The altar was a little stunned by my cold question: "I said, 'What is so strange about this broken stone, and it should be put in a coffin as a treasure.'" ”

"It's not this sentence, the above sentence!"

"The last sentence is, 'I've heard of rare stones for burials'."

"Yes, that's it!" I said happily, "Don't you notice that these stones look like the bloodstone in the jar?" ”