When I saw the row of coffins underneath the mural, I was a little eager to open it to see if there would be a naked person lying in it, as depicted in the mural.

There are some things that really make you crazy just thinking about it, let alone seeing it with your own eyes.

I suddenly had a perverted thought that the coffin would open on its own, and then step out of it, preferably a person who could communicate with us, so that I could learn more information.

Of course, I have the crazier idea of opening a colored coffin, waking up the people inside, and then using the means to get everything I want.

When people are excited, their hearts are indeed distorted, I don't know what happened to me at the time, I feel that the truth of the Murong family's experiment is very close to me, almost just separated by a layer of thin paper. I can't wait to tear this layer of tissue paper apart at once and go straight to see the so-called truth inside.

The place where we are is the first colored coffin here, and looking inside along the stone wall, there is an average of one colored coffin every five meters. The position of each coffin corresponds to each repeated mural.

I haven't counted how many of them there are, but there are at least 20 of them where the flashlight can shine clearly. Further inside, there should be a black shadow of the colored coffin inside.

Although Liu of the Western Regions told me about the colored coffin, and I also felt that I had a certain understanding of the colored coffin, when I actually saw the colored coffin, I realized that what I knew was just a surface.

This is the first time I have seen the Western Regions colored coffin, it is too different from the Han-style coffin, it has no edges and corners, and the whole coffin body is very sleek. Although the colors on the coffin have been dimmed, several colors can still be distinguished, mainly painted in white, red, green, yellow, and brown.

When my wife and I first walked here, San'er was squatting on the side of the first colored coffin, which is where the person in the mural is holding the package.

At first, I thought San'er was picking up the package there as described in the mural.

But after a closer look, he found that San'er didn't reach out there at all, but just took the flashlight given to him by Scar and looked inside, and didn't seem to have any idea of taking something.

Maybe I wanted to know the truth too much, and I wanted to participate in everything, seeing that San'er didn't stretch out his hand, just took care of it, I couldn't bear it anymore and walked over.

I thought that there would be a package inside the place where San'er took care of it, but when I walked over, I saw that there was nothing in it at all, and there was a distance of nearly 30 centimeters between the stone wall and the colored coffin. The flashlight illuminated this distance clearly, with a stone wall on one side and a colored coffin on the other, and there was nothing in between, it was empty.

Seeing that there was no package here, I asked San'er curiously, "What are you still looking at here without a package?"

"There isn't one here, but there's a third coffin."

After listening to San'er's words, I squatted down and looked at the position where his flashlight was shining. Sure enough, there was something in the third colored coffin in the distance, but because the flashlight shone through the gap between the second colored coffin and the stone wall, it was not very clear whether the third colored coffin was wrapped or not, and it was only clear that there was something in the gap between the third colored coffin and the stone wall.

"See?" San'er asked me.

I nodded and gestured to see it. San'er stopped looking at it, stood up, and looked at the first colored coffin in front of him.

"Did you say what we saw was a package in a mural?" I asked, a little confused.

"Yes"

"Then why don't these two coffins have them?"

When San'er heard my question, he turned his head to look at me, and then walked two steps around the coffin before replying, "Maybe it was taken away by someone here."

Hearing San'er's answer, I immediately perked up, and thought: No, if this is the case, then everything described in the mural is not all true.

To be honest, although my research on ancient murals is not deep, it is by no means sloppy. Most of the ancient murals are mainly narrated and praised, and the content of the murals themselves cannot be fully believed, and there are many exaggerated elements, especially the kind of murals about the emperor's house, most of which are praises of merit and virtue, and can only be used as a historical reference, but these must not be defined as historical facts.

I believe in the murals here, but I'm not absolutely convinced. If it weren't for the secrets of the Murong family's experiments before, I'm afraid that the moment I saw the mural here, I would have suspected that the content in the mural was all made up.

"You mean that the people in these two coffins went out as described in the mural?" I was looking forward to this, but I was still a little hesitant.

"Just look at it."

After San'er finished speaking, he pinched the corner of the coffin lid with one hand and gently lifted it up, and the coffin lid was lifted. The lid of the coffin turned out to be open!

San'er immediately put down the coffin lid, his gesture changed, the hand that pinched the coffin lid just now immediately changed into a single palm to push on the coffin lid, and then with a fierce force, the coffin lid was pushed back half a meter by him along the coffin.

San'er's coffin-opening action is a typical old northern school, opening the coffin does not lift the coffin, and taking the head of the object first. However, this way of opening the coffin is too old, not to mention my generation, even my master's generation rarely uses this way to open the coffin. It seems that San'er should have opened the coffin before, and this set of actions is extremely skillful.

The moment the lid of the coffin was opened, an extremely pungent sour smell wafted out.

Several of us covered our noses and mouths almost at the same time, probably because the smell was too bad, San'er didn't look at it immediately, but waited a few seconds before looking into the coffin.

Seeing that San'er was looking at the situation in the coffin, the old prostitute couldn't bear it anymore and walked over.

I was next to the coffin, and I didn't have to move my feet at all, I just had to probe to see clearly. The situation inside the coffin was completely different from what I had imagined. Before, I was more inclined to the picture in the mural, thinking that it was full of white sand, but when I looked at it, it was completely different from the picture in the mural.

There is indeed white sand in the coffin, but the white sand is soaked in a yellowish viscous liquid, and there are fermented bubbles on this liquid.

I just watched it for two seconds, and I felt my stomach tumbling and nauseating, and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I turned around and walked to the side.

The old prostitute can really insist, covering his mouth with one hand, and not knowing what to rummage with the other hand in his waist. It took a while to take it out, and it was a soft copper hook.

The soft copper hook is a tool for opening the coffin, made of soft copper, not large in size, and the hook is slightly larger than the hook, but smaller than the curvature of the fish hook. Although it is called a soft copper hook, the hardness of the hook is harder than other copper types, but the copper wire with a length of one meter and a half is very soft, like a thin rope. It is usually used when it is not possible to pick up the artifact directly with your hands.

Seeing the old prostitute take out the soft copper hook, I knew that this guy was obsessed with money again.

San'er saw the old prostitute take out the soft copper hook, and seemed to have the idea of stopping it, but before he could speak, the old prostitute threw the hook into the coffin, and then muttered: "This green one must be a fun thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have succeeded, and began to pull the copper wire upward.

Although I didn't go over to see it, I was also curious about what the old prostitute would hook out?