No one knows why that gossip is on their backs, or what it means. Everyone only knows that this is a warning of death, and every day lives in the shadow of death, and there are a few days every month that come here to pray that God will spare the Mo people.

I asked Zhu Ke if he was sure that it was poison, so why didn't he go to the hospital to take a look. She smiled sarcastically and replied that I could not have seen it, but the doctor had done a variety of examinations on her and could not find anything unusual, and finally said that the mottled mark on her arm should be a special skin disease, and gave some plasters. That's when she knew there was no way to seek medical treatment.

At this point, the whole statement is over. Although Zhu Ke looked calm, the sadness in the depths of his eyes could not be hidden.

My heart also crossed a strange thing, what is the reason why these Mo people die one after another as if they were evil? If it is really poisoning, then where does the poison come from, and why can't it be detected as toxic in the human body? And why can Gu poison restrain its spread? But obviously, judging from the reactions of Zhu Ke and others, Gu poison can only be restrained for a while, but it cannot cure the root.

Raising his head and staring at the mountain wall full of hanging coffins again, he just said that he had dug the coffin out of the stone wall, and found that there was a deep hole behind it. If it is really certain that this is the masterpiece of the owner of the silent cave in the belly of the farm, then there is no doubt that these deep caves are the key point and the secret of this cliff.

This can explain why people don't come out after entering the cave to explore, with the cave master's attainments in the number of strange sects, there must be a formation hidden in every cave, and it is normal to get lost in it.

So to solve this mystery, you have to crack the formation in the cave.

But it is really difficult to dig out one of the thousands of coffins, and those vines can't help much, and the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes. In addition, even if all the coffins are dug up, there is still a fatal danger, that is, it seems that anyone who touches the coffin will be attacked by inexplicable evil. If you want to solve this mystery, you must first solve this difficulty.

My eyes swept between the hanging coffins, and my mind flashed to the black and white dot paintings of the lattice wood, although his painting was not very good, but he turned the dense coffin into dots and painted them on the paper one by one, and also had a precise control of their spacing.

Suddenly, I was stunned and looked at Gemu suspiciously.

How can a person who doesn't know how to draw be able to grasp the spacing between the dots so accurately?

was pondering, when I heard Zhu Ke speak again: "Gu Shao and Miss Cen are both well-informed people, I don't know what to think?" ”

Gu Xi threw the ball to Cen Xi: "Cen girl, listen to you." ”

Unexpectedly, Cen Xi replied: "I'm very stupid, I can't figure out what the reason is." She seems to have been cold to Gu Xi since she came out of the farm, and she didn't buy him at this time.

Instead, Qin Zhou interjected: "In my opinion, there must be something wrong with the bones in the coffin." ”

But Zhu Ke said: "We also had doubts, but firstly, no one directly touched the bones with their hands, and secondly, they had tested the poison with silver needles and other methods, but no poison was found in the bones." ”

"That's weird." Qin Zhou muttered to himself, "The curse is definitely impossible, what is the reason for the death?" ”

Listening to his question, everyone present must be pondering this question, and at this moment, Gu Xi said in a voice that is neither high nor low: "The problem is not the bones in the coffin, but the coffin itself." ”

Everyone was stunned, and they all turned their heads to look at him, and Gemu was even more anxious to ask: "What do you mean by this?" ”

I always knew that Gu Xi would be the focus of attention on any occasion, and at this moment, everyone was waiting for his follow-up. I saw him tilt his head slightly and ask, "Have you ever wondered why these coffins don't rot for a long time?" ”

I've been thinking about this question for a long time, and when I heard Gu Xi deliberately bring it up, I immediately focused my attention.

I only heard him say: "The ancients believed that after death, people would go to the underworld or go up to the nine heavens, so they would do careful embalming measures for corpses and coffins. As early as the Spring and Autumn Period, cypress, pine, catalpa, nanmu and so on were listed as the wood for making coffins, and also arranged the standards for various levels of materials: cypress coffins, called coffin cypress. The Son of Heaven cypress, the princes pine, the doctor cypress, and the Shizamu also. The material of these coffins is the first two cypress pines. So is it true that the thousands of people in these thousands of coffins are princes and princes? ”

Cen Xi finally spoke: "It must not be." The tone is affirmative. Xiao You couldn't help but ask: "Then why do these people have the treatment of princes and princes?" "This is indeed a question worth pondering.

Cen Xi said calmly: "I don't know this for the time being, I only know that the hanging coffin burial method is also an antiseptic technology. "Lu's Spring and Autumn Festival Funeral" records: the burial must not be hidden, the shallow hide is the fox digging it, and the deep is in the water spring, so all the burial must be on the high tomb to avoid the fox trouble, the depth of the water spring. It means that burial on the high ground can avoid water and dampness, and fox trouble. The use of draining water on the high ground to prevent groundwater from infiltrating the burial chamber can also have a ground effect to prevent the coffin and the corpse from decomposing prematurely. It's just ......"

She seemed to hesitate slightly, and Xiao You asked, "It's just what?" ”

Cen Xi didn't answer, but went to see Gu Xi, but at this time, Gu Xi smiled and didn't mean to answer. She had no choice but to say again: "It's just that these methods are just ordinary embalming techniques, mostly used to protect corpses, and many will also have external sarcophagus coffins, if you want to embalm for thousands of years, I'm afraid it's impossible." ”

It is equivalent to saying that the problem returns to the starting point, and the embalming method she and Gu Xi talked about must not be the way these coffins were used thousands of years ago. The fact that only bones remained in the coffin indicates that there was no need to protect the corpse at that time, and the focus was on these coffins.

"Slurry." Suddenly silent for a long time He Zhixu lightly read the vague two words, I was paying attention to Gu Xi, and I felt that he must know what the reason was, otherwise he didn't have to bring it up at this time. So when He Zhixu whispered those two words, I saw a flash of light in Gu Xi's eyes, and my heart moved, and I slowly turned my gaze to that side.

Xiao You didn't hear clearly, and asked sideways: "Know, what did you say?" ”

He Zhixu said: "I have read a book about the tombs of the Song Dynasty, which mentions that there is a black pigment that can have a special antiseptic effect on the coffin, especially in the Song Dynasty, tomb robbers were rampant, so in order to prevent tomb robbers, some people mixed the black pigment with a poison called Qing Yan, so as to curb the hateful tomb robbery. The record in the book is that if the tomb robber touches his coffin, he will die of convulsions and foaming at the mouth within a stick of incense. ”

He is indeed familiar with the history of the Song Dynasty, and even dabbles in books on such tombs. But...... Xiao You asked everyone's doubts: "What is Qingyan?" He Zhixu shook his head, "That's what the book mentions, and it doesn't describe it much." The word 龑 is the traditional Chinese dragon under the work and eight, and I didn't go out of my way to study it, but I just remembered such a stroke. ”

"Then Mr. He should remember what book you read, right?" Gu Xi asked with a sudden smile.

He Zhixu responded: "It was written by a scholar of the Song Dynasty, called "Qingzhou Congji". ”

Qin Zhou muttered there: "There are so many Song books, no one knows about the last one." Unexpectedly, Gu Xi said: "He is not wrong, there is a record of Qingyan in "Qingzhou Cluster". It was originally a kind of bird and beast flying in the sky, and later a kind of poisonous bee appeared, the wings were cyan, and people were bitten by it and immediately convulsed to death, so it was called Qingyan. Its function is not entirely poisonous, but it has a kind of sap applied to the wood to keep it from rotting all year round, even if it lasts for another thousand years. ”

"But," Zhu Ke asked, "even if my father touched the coffin when they opened it, there was nothing unusual at the time, and they all died suddenly at night." What's more, the rest of the people who came later never touched the coffin, and they all died one by one, how can this be explained? ”

Cen Xi put forward his personal opinion: "Could it be that the green poison was diluted by the rain?" ”

But seeing Gu Xi shaking his head, "Qing Yan can protect the coffin from decay for 10,000 years, and naturally its toxicity will not be weakened." The reason is still the person who set up the puzzle, have you ever wondered what his original intention was? ”

The audience fell silent when he asked a question, and everyone began to think deeply. I heard Zhu Ke's statement just now, and I felt very sympathetic, the Mo people just wanted to break the legacy of their ancestors, but they paid the price of imminent annihilation. The people who set up this hanging coffin barrier thousands of years ago are really united.

But what if the person who set up the game is the owner of the cave in the mountain behind the farm? Looking back, although we almost died in that cave and almost lost our lives there, it was also because we were forced to break through that formation. And in the end, the person who activated the self-destruct device was still the owner of the village, which caused me and Gu Xi to almost die inside.

And he left a voice and a painting in the cave, as if he was intentionally giving a hint to future generations, wait, hint?

I was startled, my eyes widened and I looked at the cliff again, and the images in my mind flashed rapidly, from the subtle to the macroscopic to the front cliff, and I couldn't help but grasp those points. The faster the image flickered, the faster my hand flickered, and everyone around me was removed from their senses, until a second of collapse in my brain and my hand was raised and pressed to a certain point.