Qin Beiyang found a granite epitaph, lying next to the coffin bed, densely packed with regular scripts, surrounded by arabesque patterns, and the inscription was strong and powerful-

"Princess, I am the third daughter of the King of the Golden Wheel Holy Fawu of the Great Bohai Kingdom. Only the ancestors and fathers, Wang Hua is prosperous, and the merits of the military are prosperous, and they can be judged. If it is to take advantage of the time to distinguish, the sun and the moon will shine brightly; Standing and saving the machine, the burden of benevolence and goodness. Counterweight Hua and Xia Yu, Tao Yin Tang and Tao Zhouwen, since God blesses, Wei Ru Ji. The princess is blessed with aura in Wuyue, feels the fairy in Luochuan, was born in the deep palace, and is rare to hear the graceful posture of the child, Ye is like the cluster of flowers of the Qiong tree, the quality is superb, and the temperature is like the jade of Kunfeng. Taught by a female teacher early, Kebi Siqi; Every Mu Cao's style, Dun Shi Yue Li. Discernment and uniqueness, elegance and natural ......"

The battle is neat, the rhetoric is gorgeous, and the body text of the bookbag is depicted as having nothing in heaven and on earth, which is more noble than Roselle, and it is a beautiful word. Many words in the back were unclear, and Qin Beiyang jumped directly to the end-

"At the end of April 14 in the fourth summer of Ren'an, finally the first day, the eighteenth day of the Spring and Autumn Period, was called Princess Zhenming. On November 4, the seventh year of Ren'an, Jiashen was buried in the west of Zhenling, and the ceremony was also. The soul is gone, and the horn is sad. On the bank of the river, on the side of the broken mountain, the night platform He Xiao, a few years of barrenness. The ancient trees of the forest, the smoke of the wilderness, the spring is closed, and the empty accumulation is sad. November 4th of the 7th year of Rin'an".

It turned out to be a princess's tomb.

The owner of the tomb is called Princess Zhenming, the third daughter of the King of Bohai. Qin Beiyang also knows a little about the Bohai Kingdom. In that year, Tang Taizong's three expeditions to Goguryeo failed, and Tang Gaozong Li Zhi sent Xue Rengui to conquer the east, and the second generation of father and son finally surrendered to the great trouble. In the era of Wu Zetian, the Khitans rebelled in Yingzhou, the people of the Yan Dynasty returned to their homeland, Tianmenling defeated the Wu Zhou chasing soldiers in the first battle, and the leader Da Zuorong founded the country in Dongmu Mountain. After Tang Xuanzong Li Longji succeeded to the throne, he was canonized as the king of Bohai County, and was destroyed by the Khitan two hundred years later.

The ruins of the ancient city seen during the day, Chang'an, sleeping in the wilderness, is one of the five capitals of the Bohai Kingdom, Shangjing Longquan Mansion, and the mausoleum is naturally near the imperial capital.

The Bohai Kingdom in the history books is only a few strokes, did it establish its own culture like the Khitan and Western Xia, or was it completely immersed in the influence of the Tang Dynasty? In this group of murals, Qin Beiyang saw the latter. Especially the clothing of the Bohai people, if it is not located in the border of the three eastern provinces, you say that the Tang Dynasty tomb under the Bailu Plain has no sense of disobedience. Nine colors also seemed to return to their hometown, wandering under the bright murals, and almost rubbing the musician's robe with their red mane.

Qin Beiyang was in amazement, but he heard the sound of some kind of pipa playing, and his heart contracted suddenly, could it be that this mural was alive?

Listen with your ears pricked up and realize that the sound is coming from under your feet...... Jiu Se also heard it, Qin Beiyang buried his head on the floor tiles of the tomb, and the sound of percussion continued, becoming more and more crisp, as if a craftsman carved a stone.

The sound came out of the coffin.

Qin Beiyang circled around Jiuse twice, and found that the catalpa wood coffin was intact, and there was no sign of damage and decay. Since she has been locked up for a thousand years, as long as she doesn't take the initiative to open the coffin, she shouldn't break out of the coffin.

He decided to leave her alone and leave the chamber.

The sound of the coffin striking became more intense, sometimes two times in a row, sometimes a long time apart, and sometimes only a short time, echoing in the tomb of Princess Bohai......

Morse Code?

Qin Beiyang heard that this was the rhythm of the telegram - only using binary codes in two states, 0 and 1, including dots, strokes, pauses between dots and strokes, pauses between characters, etc., to express infinite permutations and combinations of numbers or letters, as if a person's heartbeat changed emotions of fear, joy, tranquility and anger from time to time......

The Morse code is an invention of the nineteenth century, how did the princess of Bohai in the coffin know?

He was reluctant to leave, and suddenly thought of the symbol of "Zhou Yi". Yang Yao"—"On behalf of Yang, Yin Yao"- - "On behalf of Yin, it can not only express gossip - dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, earthquake is thunder, Xun is the wind, Kan is water, Li is fire, Gen is the mountain, and Dui is Ze...... Together with the five elements of yin and yang, it contains all things in the universe, and even infinity.

Could it be that this princess Zhenming of the Great Bohai Sea Kingdom is proficient in Zhou Yi gossip, and uses the rhythm change of yang and yin to convey a message of distress to Qin Beiyang, who broke into the tomb? Is the princess still alive?

Qin Beiyang was crazy, and when he glanced at the nine colors, this small town tomb beast was also confused, unable to explain the abnormal appearance in the coffin.

After much hesitation, he decided to open the coffin.

Before starting, Qin Beiyang first knelt down to the coffin and recited the words: "Sister Princess Zhenming, born in the late Qin Beiyang, is by no means a tomb robber, terminally ill, and her life is on the verge of death, and she entered the tomb to continue her life." I heard that the coffin was knocked with the sound of gossip, and I must have called for the rescue of the late life, if you are offended, please Haihan! ”

With that, Nine Colors spit out a glass fireball, grew sharp antlers, and pierced into the gap of the catalpa coffin, and heard the coffin nails creak, broke with a bang, and the coffin lid opened.

Push away the wooden coffin outside, and there is a layer of wooden coffin inside, which is still opened by relying on the nine-colored antlers.

The moment the coffin was opened, black smoke rose in a curling voice, and Qin Beiyang subconsciously covered his mouth and nose and retreated. He didn't see the beautiful girl he imagined, nor did he have the golden jewels, just a pile of rotten dry bones.

A thousand years have passed, Princess Zhenming, has turned to ashes, it is better than a corpse.

A hanging heart fell to the ground.

Qin Beiyang saw that the princess's skeleton was scattered, and even if it was a finger bone, it was impossible to make the knocking sound just now. There are not many burial goods in the coffin, just some close-fitting gold, silver, pearls and jade, the Bohai country in the corner of the sea, the products are not comparable to the Han land, and they can only win from the scale.

Still, the tapping continued......

I heard it, the sound was not inside the coffin, but the coffin bed underneath.

The nine-colored antlers exerted force, pushing the catalpa coffin, which weighed thousands of pounds, to the side a few feet away, completely exposing the coffin bed.

There is no gold well, and there is a platform paved with blue bricks underneath.

Qin Beiyang put his ear to the coffin bed, and the frequency of the knocking sound below accelerated, as if he felt the movement of the coffin moving above.

He also grabbed a stone and struck it against the tiles. He knocked out Zhou Yi's yang and yin lines, not to transmit information, but to form a communication with the following, so that other "people" knew their existence. He was not a telegraph operator, nor was he a fortune teller, and could not express a clearer meaning.

There was a response below, and the percussion was so dense that it was completely disorganized, like a funeral from Jiangnan Sizhu to a village trumpet. But whether it is a man, a ghost or a beast, there must be something under the coffin.

He searched around the tomb and found an iron stick, which was the blade of the samurai in the mural. The first time Qin Beiyang saw the real thing, he had only seen it in the romance book before. The first fierce general of the five dynasties in the late Tang Dynasty, Li Ke of Hedong used Li Cunxiao, one of the thirteen Taibao, to use this kind of evil weapon. The iron of the burial is one foot and three feet long, the handle is equipped with an iron fist, and holds an iron pen, the total weight is at least fifty catties, which can be used for actual combat, but also as a guard of honor, and the non-brave will not be used.

Qin Beiyang glanced at the warrior in the mural, as if borrowing the power of the soul of the ancients, he wielded the iron with all his strength and smashed it into the coffin.

The sound of the crash almost woke up the dead in the graveyard, and the iron sparks flew in all directions, and the mouth of the straight sect cracked. Qin Beiyang fell heavily to the ground, but his hand told him that the coffin bed was smashed open.

There was a sound of shattering and falling, and a hole the size of a bowl was revealed in the coffin bed. Qin Beiyang spat into the palm of his hand, there is no golden well, I will smash a golden well for you.

He leaned his head over, and there was indeed space underneath, and it was dark and he couldn't see clearly. The percussion was gone, and there was a rapid gasping sound......

There's someone down there.

He then picked up the iron and smashed it dozens of times, causing the two-foot-thick floor tiles to fall one after another, turning from the mouth of the bowl to the mouth of the well. When Jiu Se also came over, the entire coffin bed collapsed, and Qin Beiyang didn't have time to scream, and even the man and the beast fell into the next hell.

Silence dances with dust.

He felt like he had fallen into a coffin. It is surrounded on all sides by stone walls, and the top is open to reveal holes illuminated by fireballs, surrounded by the remains of artificially carved caissons.

The nine colors were just pressing on his stomach, but fortunately it was just a young beast, if it was a big guy like the four-winged angel, it would definitely crush people to death.

In the burial chamber under the burial chamber, in the coffin under the coffin, Qin Beiyang touched the remains of human bones, like two big bone sticks that had been gnawed, and chanted "Offended!" Offend! ”

He saw a figure.

If there is a shadow, it is not a ghost.

The man stretched out his hand to cover his face, as if terrified by the glass fireball, curled up in the corner and shivered. Nine colors recognized this person, and the snow-white antlers became sharp, slowly pointing at the other person's throat.

Qin Beiyang turned over and jumped out of the coffin, and saw a face in his twenties, with a thin nose and thin eyes, like a small student in the troupe.

He's a little wood.