I went up to the cliff coffin very quickly, but it didn't depend on me, because I didn't need to exert my strength at all, everything depended on the old prostitute and Wang Jingang pulling the rope on it, I just had to make sure that I didn't hit the stone wall.

The first thing the old prostitute said after dragging me up, she asked why I came up first, why didn't I get the equipment first as he said?

I didn't answer him, just smiled at him, and I thought he would understand what was going on in my mind.

After coming up, I found that I had the right grasp of the old prostitute's thinking, he really didn't want me to come up, he and Wang Jingang had made a temporary plan to go in. However, it was not the equipment that came up first but me, which caught him a little off guard, completely disrupting his previous thoughts, although the old prostitute did not complain, but also showed that he was unhappy to see me come up.

I ignored his upset, but took a closer look at the cliff coffin he was in.

This cliff coffin is a bronze coffin, the size of the coffin is the same as that of a normal wooden cliff coffin, and the outside is coated with thick black lacquer, which is no different from other wooden coffins on the surface. It's just that there are hundreds of finger-thick holes at the bottom of the cliff coffin, which looks special.

The part that caught my eye the most was leaning against the stone wall, where there was a hole the size of a thief's cave, which led directly into the cliff coffin. Looking through the hole, I saw that it was not a robbery hole, and that the robbery hole was not made like this, and it was impossible to make such a robbery hole in such a place.

The entrance to the cave is a slow slope that stretches without any cushion platforms, and is full of hard stone walls. If this were the valley leading to the Tiger Rider Inside, it would be thousands of kilometers long, if not longer. I don't think anyone can make such a long hole in such a hard stone, but it doesn't look like it's natural, and it's a little puzzling.

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" The old prostitute asked me in the back.

"No, it's not too late to wait for the equipment to come up before going in." If it was before, I wouldn't have answered like this, but after so much experience, I find that I have changed, at least I have become calmer than before.

"What do you think it is? Cave theft? I asked the old prostitute.

"If you think it's a thief, then you really shouldn't come up." After the old prostitute finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Wang Jingang and asked, "Are you sure to go out?"

"You're underestimating me, and the jungle here isn't enough to trap me." Wang Jingang replied.

The old prostitute nodded, and then said: "Then you have to be careful, the other party may not show mercy to your subordinates."

"Don't worry! When I was born, the fortune teller said that I was destined to bring King Kong, and I could live to ninety-nine. ”

"Is that why you're called King Kong?" The old prostitute said.

Wang Jingang smiled and said, "If you really don't need me, then I'll go down."

The old prostitute looked back at me and asked me if I had anything else to explain to Wang Jingang.

I looked at both of them and didn't know what to say. To be honest, I've never seen an old prostitute talk to someone so seriously, this is the first time. I vaguely felt that the relationship between him and Wang Jingang was not ordinary, and there seemed to be a strong brotherhood, and the relationship between them was by no means as simple as the old prostitute introduced to me before.

I explained what I told the thin monkey and told Wang Jingang again, and asked him to contact Long Jiu as soon as possible after he went out.

After the equipment was dragged up, Wang Jingang went down the rope. The old prostitute and I did not enter the cave immediately, but watched that Wang Jingang was safe to the end before preparing to enter.

Looking at the backs of Wang Jingang and the thin monkey, I have an indescribable feeling that they have a heavy burden on their shoulders, and it can be said that everything outside is counting on them. I don't know if it's right to put such a heavy burden on them, but I do know one thing, there is no doubt in employing people, and no suspicion in using people. Since I have chosen to believe in them, I have faith in them.

"Prepare yourself, we have to go." The old prostitute said to me as she tugged the rope upwards.

"Do you know who the name is in this notepad?" I asked, pulling out my notepad.

The old prostitute motioned for me to continue, not trying to guess.

"The name on the notepad should be my birth name." The old prostitute was obviously a little surprised when she heard this, and I continued: "The handwriting in it is also mine, but I have never written the contents in it, and I have never used this kind of notepad."

"That's why you have to come up?" The old prostitute asked.

"yes, I have to figure it out."

"I'm afraid it's not just the notepad that needs to be clarified at the moment, this cliff coffin is also a little interesting."

"What's the point?" I glanced at the cliff coffin and didn't understand what the old prostitute meant.

"Look at the black paint painted on the cliff coffin, although it looks very old, it looks like some years, but you look carefully here." The old prostitute scraped off a piece of black paint with a dagger, and there was still a layer of black paint inside, and then he scraped another layer, and there was another layer inside, but the layer of black paint inside had dried and cracked, and it looked like it was hundreds of years old.

The old prostitute handed me the two pieces of black paint that had been scraped off, saying that she wanted me to take a closer look. I took the black lacquer and saw that there was not just one layer, but four or five layers of black lacquer, which didn't look too thick. If it weren't for the cut cut by the dagger, I really wouldn't be able to see it.

"Someone painted this coffin in different eras." I wondered.

"Yes, the outermost layer is estimated to have been brushed in the past ten years."

"Ten years, so someone has been maintaining this cliff coffin?"

"It shouldn't be called maintenance, it should be called camouflage." The old prostitute continued: "Maybe this cliff coffin has always been guarded."

As soon as I heard the old prostitute say that someone was watching, I couldn't help but look around.

"Don't look at it, if someone is really watching, it is also in the shadows, he may be able to see us, but we may not be able to see him."

"Why didn't you tell me on paper? Maybe the guy is down there, maybe I'll be able to find him. I said, looking at the bottom of the cliff.

"I only found out after you came up." The old prostitute explained.

"What else did you find?"

The old prostitute pointed to the hole in the stone wall and said, "This is not a thief hole, it is a vent." Do you see those small holes under the bottom of the coffin, they are drainage holes, designed to prevent rainwater from flowing into the vents? ”

"Vents" I hesitated, how could there be vents in the tomb? Isn't this an ancient tomb down there? After thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong, it should still be an ancient tomb, and I really can't think of anything else that can be related to the tiger riding corpse except for the ancient tomb.

"If it's a vent, why isn't it backfilled?" I wondered.

When many ancient tombs are built, they are not all excavated from the mountain, and many tombs are built by hollowing out the mountain, so the craftsmen will make one or more vents during construction to ensure sufficient oxygen during construction. However, after the construction of the tomb, the vents will be backfilled and then sealed with triple earth. It's the first time I've seen a vent like this without a seal.