"You mean, Kui Laokun helped King Luqiu build this cave tomb in the later days?" Lin Ying asked after listening.

"So far, that's true." Section Chief Feng sighed.

Lin Ying thought about it and asked, "To put it this way, how many years have elapsed between when Kui Lao Kun saw Jiajing and when he appeared for the last time?" ”

Section Chief Feng counted on his fingers: "One hundred and sixty-four years, that is, he lived to be at least one hundred and sixty-four years old." ”

"But why is there another way of saying that Kui Lao Kun died young?"

"Because after he left Yuntang Town, he didn't know what happened, and some people said that he actually died. That year was still in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and he was only in his forties. Of course, there is also a theory that the record in the Jiajing period is false, and Kui Laokun was born in the Wanli period and lived less than 20 years old.

"In short, these are wild histories, this person has never been clearly recorded in the official history, and even the matter of the young man entering the palace to face the saint is not recorded in the "Records of Sejong".

"If this tomb was built by Kui Lao Kun, would it be of any help to us to find our way out?" Lin Ying asked again.

"If the legend is true, then even if we enter the ancient tomb today, Kui Laokun can expect it, right?"

Lin Ying sneered: "Old Feng, what are you kidding, how could anyone in the world predict what will happen in a few hundred years?" ”

"Why can't you predict it, you and I can predict it—for example, I predicted that the sun would still rise in the east five hundred years from now, do you believe it or not?" Section Chief Feng said.

"Lao Feng, you are a bit of a strong word, this is called a law, not a prophecy."

"I admit it's a law, but what if there is someone in the world who knows more about the law than we do? There are things that we think happen randomly, but in their eyes, they are inevitable. After Lao Feng finished speaking, he looked at Lin Ying again, "As long as you know everything, you can predict." ”

"Well—then you can predict what I'm going to do right now?" Lin Ying asked.

"You want to open that coffin—that's how I know you, right?"

Lin Ying looked at Lao Feng - he guessed right. Sure enough, some things can be judged.

"Anyway, there's nothing to be done, Huashan is a road, and a dead horse should be a live horse doctor." Lao Feng said helplessly.

The two people walked up to the coffin platform, and under the wings of the two strange birds, the black coffin looked a little small.

Section Chief Feng showed Lin Ying the word "death" in front of him, and explained the signs that the front of the black coffin had been polished before.

Lin Ying thought about it and said: "This shows that there should be handwriting in front of every black coffin - is it that after the tomb, someone came in and polished off most of the inscriptions in front of the black coffin, in order to cover up something." ”

"Cover up what?"

"This is the 'Gate of Death', and the word 'Death' is engraved on the coffin, so are the words on the other coffins also to mark one of the eight doors here?"

Section Chief Feng suddenly realized: "It makes sense!" If you have rubbed off the handwriting, you don't know where a certain cave is located, and if you don't have a direction, you can't find the direction, and if you can't find the direction, you can't get out of the cave. ”

"As for why the words on the coffin of the 'Door of Death' were kept, probably because this place is dangerous, and there are strange birds guarding it, and people who want to polish the handwriting don't dare to come in at all?"

"That's right!" Section Chief Feng became excited, "Xiaolin, I found that sometimes you are quite smart, worthy of being the captain of the criminal investigation team!" ”

Lin Ying took out the crowbar she was carrying, Section Chief Feng found the groove, she put the crowbar on it, and asked Lao Feng again, "It should be okay, right?" ”

"You wait!" Lao Feng took a flashlight, fumbled on the coffin for a while, and then walked over with a sharpening knife.

"This is the murder weapon left by Zhao Weiguo - I am guarding here, and if I open the coffin and come out with a big zongzi, I will knock it to death as soon as possible!"

Lin Ying nodded, and Lao Feng held the mulberry and pulled out the stance, like a baseball player ready to shoot at any time.

She held down the crowbar and pressed down hard.

According to past experience, as long as the force is used in this way, the coffin lid will definitely be removed through a crack.

But this time, the coffin didn't move. Lin Ying simply tried her best, but the black stone cover plate was actually safe and stable, and she didn't even have the slightest intention of moving.

Lin Ying put down the crowbar, and she felt the thickness of the coffin board.

The previous two black coffins, although the coffin board was made of stone slab, it is estimated that the material is difficult to find, so the plate is thin and the area is large, and it can be moved with a push. Although the lid of this black coffin is slightly thicker to the touch, it is not the weight of an unmoving.

"Lao Feng, come here and help." Lin Ying shouted.

Section Chief Feng saw that the coffin did not move, and quickly put the coffin aside, and then ran over to hold down the crowbar with Lin Ying and pressed it hard.

Motionless.

The two of them used the strength to eat milk this time, and it was another pressure.

Still not moving.

Lin Ying wanted to pry again, but was stopped by Section Chief Feng.

"That's not right! Wait a minute! There must be a problem. ”

He turned on the flashlight and carefully examined it around the black coffin, and Lin Ying looked through the night vision device to see that his brows had been twisted into a twisted shape.

"No, it stands to reason that there should be some charm." Lao Feng said to himself.

"Charms? Is the word 'death' a symbol? Lin Ying was taken aback.

"Probably not." Lao Feng couldn't be sure.

"You archaeologists, have you ever encountered the word 'death' on the coffin?"

Section Chief Feng thought about it and said, "It's not nothing. In the early years, a tomb was found in Xi'an, and the epitaph recorded that the owner of the tomb was named Li Jingxun, who was only a nine-year-old girl when she died.

"This Li Jingxun's mother's name is Yuwen Eying, and she is the daughter of Emperor Zhou Xuan, Yuwenyun, and Empress Yang Lihua. Yang Lihua is the daughter of Emperor Wen of Sui Emperor Yang Jian and the sister of Emperor Yang Guang of Sui, so Li Jingxun's background is very prominent.

"There are a lot of burial goods in Li Jingxun's tomb, and the value is amazing, and one of them is a gold necklace inlaid with precious stones, which is simply a treasure in the tombs of the Sui and Tang dynasties. At that time, the tomb was discovered, and after cleaning the dust, it was found that her coffin was engraved with four words - 'The one who opens the coffin dies'. ”

"And then? Did you open the coffin? Lin Ying couldn't help but ask.

Section Chief Feng raised his head, looked at Lin Ying and said, "Of course I opened it, and the gold necklace was hanging on the neck of Li Jingxun's corpse." ”

"What happened to the man who opened the coffin? Did you encounter something? ”

Section Chief Feng shook his head and said: "When this tomb was discovered, it was in 1957, which is relatively far away from the present, and there was no detailed record of the person who opened the coffin at that time, I don't know who the person who opened the coffin, and I don't know what his last life was - anyway, this is the only case I know of that the coffin has the word 'death' on it." ”

Lao Feng's words made Lin Ying a little embarrassed.

It wasn't what she thought.

She didn't believe in any curses. But when she heard about Li Jingxun's tomb, she still felt a little emotional. This nine-year-old girl must have been loved by her family in every way, and the so-called curse is actually a manifestation of spoiling.