"This kind of joint burial coffin, Feng apprentice, I also taught you as a teacher." Mu Zifeng suddenly heard an old voice in his ears, Mu Zifeng couldn't help but feel shocked, but when he looked back, he found an old man standing behind him.

"Master, why did you come here" Mu Zifeng hurriedly went to help the old man, it turned out that the old man was Professor Wu.

Just now, Professor Wu was still in a trance, but he didn't expect to suddenly appear behind him again, Mu Zifeng glanced at Zhao Zichuan and the others, and found that they were taking care of Ayi, and immediately understood that it must be the antique madman Professor Wu who saw the coffin being opened, and floated like a ghost.

At this moment, Professor Wu's eyes only have antiques.

"Joint burial coffin" Mu Zifeng shook his head and asked suspiciously, "Master, I remember that when you were sorting out the Great Xia script at home, you did say that this kind of coffin is mostly a joint burial coffin for husband and wife. But if it's a joint burial coffin, then what do you mean secretly, it's Yinhu who is buried, but why do you want to bury a female corpse on it, in ancient times, men were inferior to women, this is not scientific."

Professor Wu didn't answer directly, but leaned over to the coffin, he touched the hexagonal mechanism button on the lower right side of the coffin, and muttered, "Feng apprentice, you don't know which dynasty and which generation Yinhu is"

"I said two great professors, can you wait for me to remove this mask and then discuss the birth of people?"

Jia Fatzi saw that the two of them were discussing academics, and he was a little impatient, and he wanted to uncover the golden mask at once, but he was unexpectedly pushed away by Mu Zifeng.

"What are you crazy about?"

"Fat man, Master's words must make sense." Mu Zifeng turned sideways to Professor Wu and said, "Master, isn't that Yinhu a famous general of the Great Wei Kingdom?"

When Professor Wu heard this, he smiled slightly, stroked his beard lightly, and said, "You forgot that he is a nobleman of the Prairie Empire."

"Master, I almost forgot about this stubble" Mu Zifeng slapped his forehead violently, and seemed to react, "You said that he is a Hu person, so he doesn't care about the Central Plains etiquette of male superiority and female inferiority." ”

"Well, it seems that the teacher didn't teach you in vain." Professor Wu went on to say, "The Prairie Empire has left a lot of traces of matriarchal society, and I think the reason why Yinhu used such a joint burial coffin is probably not only to follow their gentle etiquette, but also to show that this female corpse is dressed by ordinary women, which shows that she is by no means the wife of the tomb owner, and also tells us that the construction of this joint burial coffin is more from the perspective of anti-theft." ”

"Is the anti-theft professor so evil as you say" Jia Fatzi interjected, "It's just a female corpse, what can be prevented from being my fat master, three times five divided by two, broken mechanism, this ancient's ability is nothing more than that?"

"Hmph, don't underestimate it

The ancients. Professor Wu glanced at the fat man Jia, he pointed to the inner wall of the coffin and said, "This coffin is divided into two, the upper layer is a female corpse, and the lower layer must be the owner's corpse." ”

"Are you saying that Yin Hu buried the female corpse on the upper floor in order to attract the attention of the tomb robbers, and mistakenly thought that Yin Hu's real body was not in the coffin" Mu Zifeng took Professor Wu's words and said, but at the same time tightened his brows, "If that's the case, why don't you just hide Yin Hu's body elsewhere?"

"Wind apprentice, you know one thing, but you don't know the other." Professor Wu said lightly, "The Netherworld Hall here is the center of the tomb, standing on a high platform, and there are five dragons lying in the coffin, the wonder of feng shui, it is an excellent burial place for the owner of the tomb." ”

"Master's words inspired the apprentices." Mu Zifeng held a flashlight and shone it on the golden mask, and said in a deep voice, "Under this golden mask, there is a chance that it is Yinhu's face, but there seems to be an inscription engraved on this golden mask. ”

Mu Zifeng clearly saw that the golden mask was vertically carved with a row of Daxia characters one inch square.

"Oh" Professor Wu heard the words of Daxia, his body trembled, and he hurriedly came over.

"Master, I really don't know these words," Mu Zifeng looked at Professor Wu's eyes and said, "What do they mean?"

Professor Wu stared down at the golden mask and did not speak for a long time.

"Will the old man fall for evil" Seeing that Professor Wu didn't speak, Jia Fatzi became anxious.

Mu Zifeng thought that Master must be translating those Great Xia characters, so he held his breath and waited patiently for a while.

Unexpectedly, Professor Wu suddenly said "weird, weird"

Mu Zifeng was about to ask again, but saw Professor Wu immersed himself in research again, so Mu Zifeng had to wait for a while.

"Crazy, the old man is afraid that he is enchanted" Jia Fatzi didn't wait for Mu Zifeng to answer, pushed Professor Wu, and asked, "Old man, what do those bird words mean?"

Professor Wu turned his head slightly, his face turned pale, and his voice trembled, "There is a prophecy written on it"

"Prophecy" Mu Zifeng's eyes widened, and he and Jia Fatzi asked in surprise in surprise, "What prophecy"

"It says that in 1500 years, there will be a person surnamed Mu who will unmask." Professor Wu sat on the ground with his head up and said, "He will be resurrected."

"What" Mu Zifeng seemed to be struck in the brain by a thunderbolt, and with a "buzz" sound, his head echoed, he froze his expression, and remembered the story of Mu Chengzi's resurrection prophecy and longevity of the Golden Crow Khan.

"Crazy, what's wrong with you" Fat Jia hugged Mu Zifeng all of a sudden, it turned out that he heard Professor Wu's words

Translation, Mu Zifeng remembered other things.

"Why is it so accurate to say things on the mask, does Yinhu have the ability to predict the future? From this point of view, the ancient tomb of Yinhu and the Book of Eternal Life must be inextricably linked, and the Dongying people and the Hu bandits excavated the ancient tomb of Yinhu, I am afraid that it is not just for wealth. Mu Zifeng thought in his heart, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, in this case, I must unmask and see if Yinhu will be resurrected, maybe I can find the traces of the Immortal Sutra, and even my father." ”

After saying that, Mu Zifeng decisively stretched out his left hand, his index finger and middle finger together, and was about to take off the golden mask.

"Crazy, good job, you explore the treasure first, I'll let you go" Jia Fatzi saw that Mu Zifeng actually went to uncover the golden mask for the first time, thinking that Mu Zifeng had opened his mind, and hurriedly clapped his hands and encouraged.

At this time, Professor Wu sat on the ground and recited "Amitabha, Buddha blesses" again.

Mu Zifeng took a deep breath and was about to uncover the golden mask, but found that he couldn't remove it at all. He leaned his face over again, looking around the mask, and saw that the mask was stuck in the corpse's face.

"Offended" Mu Zifeng secretly screamed, suddenly exerted his strength, only heard a "whoosh", the mask was picked up by him, and at the same time he felt a tingling pain on his brows, his eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't see the corpse's face clearly.

Mu Zifeng hurriedly closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, opened his eyes again, and jumped up his spine like a cold sweat.

He found himself lying on his stomach in a dark space.

Mu Zifeng wanted to shout loudly, but he felt like his throat was choked, and he couldn't make a sound at all, he used a flashlight to shine on the surrounding situation, and found that it was a closed coffin.

What's even more bizarre is that he felt a person lying under him.

"Who" Mu Zifeng exclaimed in his heart, shining the flashlight below, he saw a golden mask at a glance, which was slowly removed by a bloodless hand with a half-foot-long nail, and the nails rubbed against the gold mask to make a "creak" sound, and a row of Daxia characters were carved on the mask.

"How did I fall into the bronze coffin" Mu Zifeng reacted with a spirit, but the scene in front of him made him fall into deep fear.

Under the golden mask, there was actually a woman's face, which looked exactly the same as the female corpse on the dark grid of the copper coffin, and to Mu Zifeng's despair, the female corpse's eyelashes began to shake violently.

"You", Mu Zifeng felt a breath stuck in his chest, and his face, which was distorted by fear, became sweaty.

The woman's face under the mask opened her blood-red eyes and was staring at Mu Zifeng sadly.