The person buried in the last coffin of the stone tower was not Di Jun, which made everyone confused, Ge Zhuang stopped first, faced Chen Yun and asked, "I said big sister, you are so shocked, you are about to make me angry, don't the ancients have a virtue?" It's like we Chinese look at foreigners, our noses and eyes are similar, how can you be sure that this is not him? ”

Ge Zhuang said that he was going to pull the body out again, I pressed Ge Zhuang's wrist, and said Don't worry, it's okay to be wronged by Xiaoyue to stay outside for the time being, anyway, this coffin will be hers sooner or later, don't rush at this moment.

Chen Yun continued, "The person lying here is indeed not the real Di Jun, as for why you say, just look at your arm!" ”

The corpse had been lying flat in the coffin for thousands of years, the corpse had long since dried up, had turned dark brown, was seriously dehydrated, and was a real dried corpse, and on the corpse's dry arm, we could faintly see a black tattoo, like a flame pattern, extending from the elbow to the shoulder.

I pointed to the pattern on the corpse's arm and said this dude has a tattoo, but what does that mean?

Chen Yun said that when you observe the mural below, you don't look very carefully, the Pakistani god of war on the mural, Aguman, has such a tattoo on his left arm, which is something that only the tribal leaders of the ancient clans have, and the emperor should also have it, but the tattoos of the leaders of each tribe are different, they must be different from this, and the position should also be on the chest.

I thought about it hard, but I didn't have any memory of the tattoo in my mind, and I turned my eyes to Ge Zhuang, and when I saw that he was also confused, I shook my head vigorously, and it seemed that I was not sure.

I said, "If this is really the case, then the emperor will be too miserable, first the high priest staged a coup d'état, killed his biological father, and drove the people to such a place where birds don't, and then even his number one thug also rebelled, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest and occupied his last shelter, if you want me to say, this boss is not so easy to be a man!" ”

In ancient times, clans and tribes needed to face a lot of threats from the environment, whether it was famine, plague, or large beasts, each of which was enough to pose a huge threat to the entire clan, so between the various clans and tribes, the "federal system" was born, but this kind of clan alliance may not be the same heart, it seems that this buddy's life is enough to carry it, and he is always betrayed by the people around him.

Chen Yun said no, Aguman is the god of war in Pakistan, and he has absolute loyalty to the clan, and the beliefs of the ancients are not comparable to modern people, and it is impossible to betray the emperor. Ge Zhuang pointed to the corpse behind him, and said Big sister, then you should explain what the situation is, if it wasn't for the betrayal of the commander of the Pakistani Kingdom, how could he sleep in the coffin of the Emperor of the Empire?

Chen Yun said, "If the matter is not clearly analyzed, don't jump to conclusions, after all, it was more than 2,000 years ago, or let's remove the corpse first, maybe the puzzle is hidden in the coffin." ”

I thought about it, nodded and said Okay, fat man, you move the lid of the inner coffin a little, old Zhong, you aim a gun at this buddy, in case you cheat the corpse, hit the neck first! Lao Zhong was puzzled and asked me why I shot my neck first, is it the method recorded in the "Feng Shui Notes"?

I said no, the zongzi blew up the corpse and loved to bite people, and there was no way to drink blood and eat meat if he broke his neck, and he really couldn't do it with a big mouth, I didn't want to be a tool for him to grind his teeth.

Lao Zhong said that if you don't give him a shot first, it will save more trouble and prevent it from happening! Ge Zhuang said that this method is good, while he is sick and wants his life, while he has not yet raised his body, let's chop this buddy first, and it will not be a threat to us when he wakes up. This method was strongly opposed by Chen Yun, she shook her head and said loudly, "No, do you still have any respect for the ancients?" We are here for archaeology, not to harm them, and it is a sin to disturb the purity of these ancients. ”

Ge Zhuang glanced at his mouth and said Big sister, we are also here to reduce the risk, the person lying in this coffin is the god of war of Pakistan, just listening to the name is a gimmick, maybe it will be light work, escape the ground, the big move or something, we are not all one in the fight.

Chen Yun said that you think you are making martial arts movies, how can you be so godly? Don't make any noise, I agree to remove the body, but you must not destroy it!

Seeing that she was so resolute, we had no choice but to put on snakeskin gloves again, find an ink fountain line, tie it into a live button, and hang it down the coffin. Ge Zhuang went around to the back of the corpse, put his hands on the back of the corpse's head, and gently raised his head a little, and the rope sleeve in my hand fell on the corpse's neck.

The corpse had been stiffened, hard like a piece of wood, and I pulled the ink bucket line, and his upper body stood up, and with the taut rope, he left the bottom of the coffin little by little.

This method is also necessary for the craftsmen of the traditional inverted bucket, after going down to the tomb to try to avoid physical contact with the corpse, some corpses absorb yin over the years, easy to "become evil", almost as soon as they touch the yang energy will be a corpse, and the ink fountain line is specially used to restrain the dumpling corpse, put on the ink fountain line, can reduce the probability of defrauding the corpse to a minimum.

The brothers went down to the tomb to fight, one is for archaeology, the other is to make a fortune, there is no need to break hands with zongzi, it is best not to have a corpse.

The taut rope dragged me down, little by little pulled the corpse out of the coffin, the muscles on my elbows were all bulging, I felt that this corpse was heavy, and it was completely different from the carrion we encountered outside, although the whole body was crumpled and seemed to be a few taels of meat, but the weight was about the same as that of a person who had just died, and hurriedly asked Ge Zhuang for help, "Fatty, come over and help me pull it, this corpse is so heavy!" ”

Ge Zhuang bypassed the bronze coffin lid placed on the ground, and said Little pumpkin, I have already persuaded you, let you have nothing to do with your dreams, now it's okay, your physical strength has dropped so quickly. I said you are so fartful, this sentence is as heavy as a stone,, help me pull it!

As soon as my words fell, the taut ink fountain line couldn't bear the weight of the corpse, and it actually broke off with a "snap", and the corpse that was already suspended in the air lost its support, and smashed back into the bronze coffin, probably too hard, and actually opened his eyes.

"it, copy guy!" Seeing the corpse open my eyes, my heart was sudden, and I hurriedly turned around and grabbed the sapper shovel, and made a gesture to chop down, Chen Yun hugged my arm and said What are you doing so much fuss, the corpse didn't move at all.

I looked closely, and saw that the corpse did not react except for opening his eyes, his body had been drained, and there was only a thin layer of eyelids left, but the eyeballs were very bright, and they did not shrink, and the eyes were blue, as deep blue as the sea, particularly deep.