After Pin Liang came over, he began to study the platform on the door, and after pondering for a while, he started to move his hand, he would carry a small bag with him, which was similar to the small bag of Huo Nan, and it was all some delicate little things.

I couldn't learn this kung fu to open the door, and I wasn't interested, so I leaned against the wall with the fat man to rest, and among all the people present, it seemed that only the two of us hung the lottery.

After about five minutes, the door of the tomb was opened, which was a bit unexpected to me, the fat man was ready to smash the door, and it seemed that he would not need it now.

As soon as the tomb door opened, a very strong rancid smell came out, and after entering the tomb of this shipwreck for so long, I finally smelled the smell of the ancient tomb.

"Get out first." Mao Sanzhi naturally smelled this smell, so he frowned and said.

Needless to say, the poisonous gas contained in it is enough for us to drink a pot, although it is not too rich, but it will be difficult to think of it for a long time, and it will be difficult to think of it when the time comes, a bit of a boiled frog in warm water.

Pinliang at the front choked and coughed, and we couldn't help but cover our noses, so we retreated and came to the narrow and long platform just now.

After the group dispersed in both directions, they began to rest.

I took out the food from my backpack, a few packets of compressed biscuits and two bags of sauce meat, after all, it had been so long, and to be honest, I was indeed a little hungry, so I began to eat in small bites.

If you think about it, you can know that any tomb with an age, to say the least, is hundreds of years, how can there be food that can be preserved for hundreds of years in ancient times, so there is no food in the ancient tomb, then you can only catch live animals to eat, the larger tomb is okay, you can make a fire to roast and eat, if it is smaller, it is good to use the oxygen for breathing, not to mention the barbecue, so you can only drink blood and eat raw!

Tomb robbers are trapped in the tomb a lot, and the ability to survive is also the embodiment of the comprehensive strength of the tomb robbers, generally speaking, the ancient tomb is the snake meat is the most, after all, it is tender, in addition to a little fishy, it is a rare food, followed by rats and bats and the like, can also be caught and eaten raw, but whether you can catch it or not, it also depends on personal ability, the rats in the tomb will become fine, very difficult to catch.

Just ate and rest outside, it took about an hour or so, Hu Ling got up and walked inside, and said to Mao Sanji: "It's a lot lighter, it's not a big problem." ”

Mao San nodded and beckoned us in.

The group of people was already hungry and thirsty, after all, when they opened the door of the tomb, they thought that they could touch the gold immediately, and it must be false to say that they were not excited.

After entering the tomb door, you will find that there is a large clay pot more than one meter high on both sides of the door, black ceramic, behind the clay pot is a row of steps extending downward, below is a space of about 100 square meters, four wooden pillars are divided into four sides, there is a circular pool in the center, there is a high platform like an island, on the top of the high platform, anyway, a stone bed.

And on the stone bed, there is now a coffin lying quietly, transparent ......

Looking from me, I could vaguely see the figure in the coffin inside.

"Another jade coffin?" The fat man asked with some excitement.

The fat man who wanted to go down was stopped by me, and I looked at the big clay pots on both sides, and suddenly remembered the flying insects in the civil tomb.

"Do you look familiar with this crockpot?" After grabbing the fat man, I raised my chin at the fat man and said.

"Pretty ...... Familiar, I've seen a lot of this thing, isn't it just a broken jar, there are zongzi hidden in it, the fat man has opened a lot, what is there to be afraid of, don't you believe it, fat man, I'll smash it for you to try. The fat man looked at the crockpot, pouted, and took the black mallet and tried to rush up and smash it open to see what was inside.

How can I let him mess around, I kicked the fat man's ass to make him honest, and then walked towards the big crockpot on the left.

The whole black crockpot, about one meter and a half high, I could see the lid sealed on it, and a small hole was left in the middle, about the size of a little thumb, which felt like it was for ventilation.

But if you want to ventilate, why put a lid on it, I can't figure it out.

The fat man also followed, and he gently knocked on the crockpot with a black mallet, and then said: "Don't smash it, fat man, I'll open it for him, isn't there a hole in this lid, there should be nothing in it, open a look, maybe there is a treasure inside." ”

After the fat man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to the lid.

"Don't move!" Mao Sanzhi also followed and snorted coldly.

The fat man couldn't help but roll his eyes at Mao Sanzhi, but his hand also stopped, and he didn't move the lid anymore, so he looked at Mao Sanzhi and said, "What's wrong with the third master, is there anything unsightly in here?" ”

"Urn burial." Mao Sanzhi looked at the crockpot and said.

The history of urn burial is actually very long, but this kind of burial method is rarely known in the outside world, as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there is an urn burial.

But the urn burial I know, generally children, and the kind of boys and girls who serve in the bed, locked in the urn only the head is exposed, this is actually very disgusting, the specific use is not too much to say, probably think of the ancients to get up at night, the general master died, this kind of boy and girl will be directly followed by the burial.

The urn burial is different from the urn boy who serves in the bed, this urn belongs to the formal burial technique, and the small hole on it should be enough to prove that it is not a martyred urn boy.

However, there is still a transparent crystal coffin lying inside, so these two clay pots standing at the entrance of the tomb are a little weird.

In ancient times, children who died young, will be stuffed into this kind of jar, at that time people believed in resurrection, if the child was put out of the coffin, then even if he woke up, he would suffocate, so he was directly put into this kind of clay pot, and the charm was pasted around it, trapping the soul of the deceased, and then a small hole was opened on it for ventilation, and there would be a hard stone inside, and generally a child of about ten years old could have the ability to smash it out of it, but this kind of thing is naturally just a legend, whether it can be revived, it is unknown.

The small hole in the middle can not only be used for ventilation, but also after it is completely certain that the child is dead, the talisman paper can be torn up, so that the soul of the deceased will enter the cycle and not be trapped in the urn forever.

When the fat man heard the words urn burial, he couldn't help but pouted and said: "Isn't it just that there are little fart children buried inside, fat man, I can ram two with a mallet, what is there to be afraid of." ”

"And what if it's not a child?" Mao Sanzhi looked at the fat man, smiled slightly and said, but this smile is not so good-looking, when the old rivers and lakes are generally smiling, it does not mean that they are happy in their hearts.

"I'm going, not a child, what else can it be, adults...... That's raising zongzi, and the fat man still smashed the girl's head. The fat man naturally had nothing to fear, and raised the black mallet in his hand and said.

Mao Sanzhi smiled again, and seemed to have figured out the fat man's temperament, so he ignored him.

(End of chapter)