"Hongyi, what if I open the coffin and a zombie jumps out?" I have watched too many tomb robbery novels and zombie movies in Mo Xiaoqi's previous life.

She always felt like a terrifying zombie with sharp teeth and bladed nails would jump out of this huge coffin.

"Zombies?" Zhao Hongyi was stunned, "You mean, the kind of person who can't be at peace after death and turns into a corpse demon with a grievance in his heart?" ”

When he said this, he couldn't help but scratch Mo Xiaoqi's nose: "Your head melon seeds, why do you have so many strange things?" ”

Mo Xiaoqi smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to explain movies and novels.

Although Zhao Hongyi can understand that she came from borrowing corpses to resurrect her soul, it is really difficult to explain the movie or something.

"There can't be that kind of thing, if there is, the zombies in the coffin will jump out and bite the person who robbed his tomb to death for the first time." Zhao Hongyi said, trying to push the coffin.

The coffin did not move, and the golden dragon lying on it also did not react.

Mo Xiaoqi observed the golden dragon and suddenly found that the golden dragon had no eyes. She remembered the rumored dragon that opened its eyes and would soar into the sky.

How could the dragon in the emperor's tomb be a blind dragon?

Mo Xiaoqi stretched out his hand and touched the eyes of the golden dragon, but found that they were two movable eyelids.

The eyelids were torn open by her, and the golden dragon's eyes burst out with golden light, illuminating Mo Xiaoqi and the others unable to open their eyes, and the sound of things moving in their ears was heard at this time.

After slowly getting used to the dazzling light, Mo Xiaoqi and Zhao Hongyi found that the coffin had been opened.

The eyes of the golden dragon, inlaid with some kind of gemstone that emitted golden light, were shining like flashlights on everything inside the coffin.

The coffin coffin should have two layers, but this golden dragon coffin only has an outer layer.

A corpse that had become a dry bone appeared in front of the two of them, and the dry bones were still wearing purple gold dragon robes.

The dragon robe was very luxurious, but it gradually decayed and lost its luster in front of the two.

"I saw the air, so it was weathered." Mo Xiaoqi said casually.

However, the strange thing is that since the corpses have been decomposed and degraded into dry bones, why didn't the dragon robe rot along with it?

Unless, the body in the coffin, by the time it is put in, has already decomposed.

In this way, it did not provoke the corruption of the dragon robe.

"Look, it's like the bones of a dog." Zhao Hongyi pointed to a small ball of white bones at the end of the coffin and said.

Mo Xiaoqi looked over and saw that it was a dog corpse.

"So, I think, the rumored emperor hasn't found any continuation strategy at all." Mo Xiaoqi sighed, the truth may have been buried a long time ago, but if this emperor is really the one rumored.

Then he must not have found any way to continue the root of his life.

Otherwise, he would not have put a dog corpse in a coffin, and more importantly, this dog corpse may be the one that bit the emperor's life at that time.

"Not necessarily, look at this." Zhao Hongyi tore off the hem of his clothes, wrapped a small wooden box in the coffin, and took out the coffin.

The wooden box was opened, and inside lay a stone slab the size of a tile, with words engraved on it.

Through the light of the golden dragon's eyes, Mo Xiaoqi could see the end.

"Well, I think I know the truth." Mo Xiaoqi smiled awkwardly, pointed to the stone slab and said, "The words on this are the words of my time." ”

No wonder, Zhao Hongyi just watched it for a long time, and he only recognized a few based on guesswork.

He looked at Mo Xiaoqi and waited for her to continue.

"Look at the above meaning, this emperor is here to resurrect the soul through the corpse like me." Mo Xiaoqi bowed to the seniors in the coffin with his hands folded.

I wish you all the best in the future and live in this world smoothly.

"Oh? But I haven't heard of anything special about this emperor. Zhao Hongyi said softly.

In the long river of history, there are more than one or two truths that have been submerged, and the emperor's initiative may have been buried like this corpse.

After all, Hongguo has also been founded for more than 500 years.

"It's really nothing special, but I'm sure the rumored children he gave birth to are indeed his." Mo Xiaoqi said firmly.

This person should be well versed in the way of artificial insemination, which is why he gave birth to so many children, and in order to mythologize himself, he made up "Continuation of the Root Strategy".

He engraved the truth on the stone tablet, perhaps a kind of confession to himself!

Mo Xiaoqi couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of this, which made Zhao Hongyi a little inexplicable.

"Xiaoqi, what are you laughing at?"

Mo Xiaoqi waved his hand and whispered, "It's nothing, it's just that Grandpa Ran'an is delusional." There is no such thing as a "Continuation Strategy" at all. ”

According to Mo Xiaoqi's era, the fortune-telling root was just broken and immediately connected, which would also affect the function.

What's more, the lifeblood of eunuchs is pickled, right? It's like curing bacon. "Moreover, there should have been a long time between the emperor's death and his burial, and the dragon robe was only put on after he turned into white bones."

According to Mo Xiaoqi's analysis, the emperor may not have been buried after his death, but deliberately left the body to decompose.

Perhaps, only in this way will no one except the traverser see through the secret of his roots.

"According to rumors, this emperor did not go to the court for nearly ten years before his death, but handled the affairs of the court and China in the harem."

Zhao Hongyi recalled the rumors he had heard, and judged in his heart that maybe this emperor would set up this situation for the rule of his own descendants.

Let everyone think that he is not dead, so that the descendants can gradually rule the ministers.

"Okay, Xiaoqi, now that the truth has been revealed, let's get out quickly. Hurry up and join the trees. "Zhao Hongyi is afraid that the children will be worried, presumably the flying eagles are also worried, right?

The two decided to take the slab and the wooden box out of the tomb.

To say, that emperor is really wise and powerful, and he even thought of carving the truth on a stone tablet, if it was written on paper, it might have been rotten into mud.

Before closing the golden dragon coffin, Mo Xiaoqi took the jade pendant in the emperor's hand, and there was a word on the stone slab, which was an important object he asked him to cross.

However, Mo Xiaoqi didn't plan to tell Zhao Hongyi about this matter, but laughed and said that this jade pendant could be sold for a lot of silver.

Zhao Hongyi didn't doubt him, but just pursed his lips and smiled at Mo Xiaoqi's greed for money.

The dirt outside was wet, but it didn't go far before the ground became a patch of stone.

At the foot of the mountain, Mo Xiaoqi saw a small courtyard, which might be Cuicui's home.

The courtyard was empty, and there were traces of human habitation.

Most of those who robbed the tomb died in Huangjia Village, and a few may have fled with their treasures.

And the few remaining henchmen of Father-in-law An killed each other in the tomb.

It's really providential, but Zhao Hongyi plans to reveal his entry into the ancient tomb to Gonggong An.

This can be very interesting, perhaps.