Chapter 124: Prince Gumo [Asking for a Monthly Pass]

This is a stone gate sealed with a wolf's skin.

Hu Bayi knew that he was not a professional either, so he sent a signal for professionals such as Ning Chen and Professor Chen to come down and uncover the wolf skin.

Shirley Yang gave everyone a pill in advance, saying that it could prevent hypoxia, so that it would be foolproof to put on a gas mask and go down the well.

This stone door more than two meters high was covered with wolf skin, and Hao Aiguo slowly uncovered the wolf skin with a flat shovel, after all, it was not damaged at all by professionals.

The wolf's skin was uncovered, revealing a thin slit.

"Director, do you want to use a crowbar to pry the door open, it is estimated that this stone door is not too heavy, and the fat man and I can solve it."

Hu Bayi said very enthusiastically.

"Forget it, I'll come!" Ning Chen took a step forward, moved his muscles slightly, and then put his hands on the two stone doors.

To tell the truth, now that Ning Chen is cultivating all the national arts, he is about to break through the Dan Jin, and the two stone doors are only one or two thousand catties, and he is really not taken into Ning Chen's eyes.

"Director Ning, Shimen is heavy, it's better to let it, Comrade Xiao Hu and Comrade Xiao Wang ...... together" Before Professor Chen's words fell, Ning Chen moved.

Everyone saw Ning Chen gently pushing open the stone door, as if it was like opening their own door, the others were stunned, and the fat man of Hu Bayi was not surprised.

They know Ning Chen's strength too well!

Don't think that Ning Chen is just very handsome, and his strength value is also not to be underestimated, and even in their opinion, Ning Chen is clearly a humanoid tyrannosaurus...

The red-haired dumplings in the general's tomb were stunned by Ning Chen, and they were split in half with a sword! Hey, the more they thought about it, the more they felt that Ning Chen was really a god!

"Let's go inside!"

Ning Chen knew that there was not much danger in this tomb, so he led the way into a spacious and dry stone room without hindrance.

The stone chamber is about sixty or seventy meters long and wide, and more than three meters high.

"Why are there so many bones?"

Hu Bayi frowned slightly, there were white bones on the ground, and there were dozens of logs standing around him, with air-dried human bones tied to them, which should be a man in the prime of life.

"These are the martyrs!"

Shirley Yang has been trained for a long time, she didn't feel anything, and she was not afraid, she looked at the dried corpses and sighed, "It's too barbaric." ”

"It's just that the burial is too barbaric!"

Hu Bayi suddenly felt that Shirley Yang was very different, and in this case, she was still very calm, no wonder Ning Chen admired Shirley Yang very much.

"Looking at it this way, it's pretty good"

Hu Bayi had also seen Shirley Yang before this, and there was nothing abnormal, but today he felt that this girl was even more beautiful than he imagined.

Ning Chen pushed Hu Bayi, and said with disdain, "Your eyes are almost long, and your breasts are up, don't you take me as a grandfather in your eyes?" ”

Hu Bayi smiled innocently, "No..."

Ning Chen ignored Hu Bayi and said to everyone, "This is the custom of Pumo in ancient times, and these individuals are all criminals.

Tied to death of thirst in the desert and dried before being placed here, I guess there should be a burial chamber here, so let's look for it. ”

"Okay! Director! ”

Looking for the tomb, Hu Bayi liked it the most, he and Wang Fatzi took a turn respectively, and the two looked around, but there was no other space for stone walls on all sides.

In the end, it was Shirley Yang who was careful.

She found that there was something wrong with the floor in the middle of the stone room, and Hu Bayi was suspicious, but when he pulled away all the bones, he found two pull rings.

"Yes, Miss Yang, that's awesome!"

Although Shirley Yang has been praised by many people, only Hu Bayi's slightly flirtatious tone makes her feel a little different.

Wang Fatzi feels that his position in Hu Bayi's heart has been seriously threatened, and the source of everything is Shirley Yang, an American girl!

"Lao Hu, you have to withstand the temptation!"

Wang Fatzi pulled Hu Bayi's clothes and whispered, Hu Bayi looked at Shirley Yang embarrassedly, "What nonsense are you talking about, why don't you hurry up and work?" ”

Wang Fatzi pursed his lips, and then the two of them worked together to pull open the stone slab on the ground, and Shirley Yang threw in a cold firework to illuminate the underneath.

"See the coffin!"

Hearing Shirley Yang's words, everyone gathered around, only to see that under the ground was a tomb about the same size as the one above.

In the middle is a square coffin.

"Hey, is this a coffin, what's the shape?" Wang Fatzi is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves, and he has naturally seen a lot of coffins.

But the difference with this coffin is too big, not only does the coffin in front of you not have any decorative patterns, but even the shape is not rectangular, but square.

"Director, have you ever seen a coffin like this?"

Hu Bayi set his eyes on Ning Chen, in fact, this form of tomb and coffin is not to mention that Hu Bayi, Wang Fatzi and others have never seen it.

Professor Chen is very knowledgeable, and he can't even see the truth, but Ning Chen has stolen countless ancient tombs, so in some special aspects of knowledge, Professor Chen will not be able to understand these serious archaeology in his life.

"I know a little bit about it." Ning Chen said.

Before, Ning Chen entered the Xinjiang Desert three times, and he really found a similar situation, it was a royal tomb of a peerless vassal country!

The old king was killed by the rebels against the Elite Kingdom, and then exposed the corpse in the wilderness, and finally the old king's young daughter gave him a burial, and his coffin was also boxy.

Ning Chen explained, "This is a form of ancient minority burial that has long been lost, and it only existed in the Jingjie period. ”

"Elite Country?" Hao Aiguo was excited.

Hao Aiguo is the most obsessed with exquisite culture in his life, and when he heard Ning Chen say this, he climbed down the rope ladder first, like a child.

Ning Chen and the others also went down to the tomb on the ground floor one after another, and Hu Bayi and Wang Fatzi couldn't help but sigh when they looked around.

The four walls are covered with beautiful colorful murals.

Hao Aiguo was standing under one of the murals, he was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself, and said in an almost **-like tone, "This painting records the exquisite country." ”

Before that, except for Ning Chen, everyone else didn't know if the Exquisite Ancient City really existed in this world!

Nowadays, the murals that record the deeds of the exquisite country appear in front of everyone's eyes, which completely proves that the exquisite ancient city really exists!

Hao Aiguo is a true expert in exquisite culture, and he pointed to the previous paintings and concluded, "The owner of the tomb was Prince Gu Mozi before his death!" ”

"Gumo? What is that place? ”

Wang Fatzi was not embarrassed to ask, so he didn't understand.

Ning Chen explained, "Gumo is a peerless vassal country, and it has been oppressed, and a large number of treasures and cattle and sheep slaves have been sacrificed every year. ”

Professor Chen nodded, indeed.

Hao Aiguo continued to explain, "Prince Gumo once went to ask the Queen of Perfection to give his subjects a little freedom, but Prince Gumo went three times in a row, and he didn't even see the queen's face.

So this mural probably says that he is unwilling, and Prince Gumo is the incarnation of the Sun God of War, when he sneaked into the exquisite ancient city alone to assassinate the queen, but found a big secret......"

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