[Ran^text^library]. [774] Everyone followed the sound to look at Li Lanru lying on the ground, and the whimpering cry was made by him.

Sun Haozi laughed mockingly: "Hey, damn it, it's really laughing to death, the big man is actually crying." At this point, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words, "Even if you are neither male nor female, you can't cry in this kind of place, when the imperial tomb was built, I don't know how many people died here, and those unjust souls were brought in, and all of us have to be buried here!" ”

Sun Haozi's words were originally half-truths and half-truths, intended to mock Li Lanru's embarrassment, but as soon as his words came out, everyone was moved and their backs were cold, as if there were really countless unjust souls floating in the tomb.

Li Lanru cried a few times, struggled to get up from the ground, the sadness on his face was not contrived, and he could see that he had not yet been freed from the grief of having no treasure in the wooden box. He looked around at the empty wooden boxes scattered in the burial chamber, and his expression was blank.

Everyone looked at Li Lanru, this person's every move was beyond the norm, and everyone was afraid that he would do something terrifying.

Sun Haozi was so shrewd, he naturally saw that Li Lanru was close to the edge of discouragement, and he had an idea and reminded: "There is a bird for crying? Don't be afraid of people's jokes, use your brain, the wooden box is empty, and the coffin in the center is definitely not empty, right? Cixi's mother-in-law will never be stingy with herself, everything you want is in that coffin! As he spoke, he bowed his mouth to the gilded and jade-encrusted sandalwood coffin.

Wake up the person in the dream with a word, Li Lanru's whole body was shocked, her gloomy eyes lit up suddenly, and she also looked at the huge sandalwood coffin in the center of the tomb, and suddenly her face showed joy, and she was speechless for a while, but she gradually laughed out loud.

"Quick, quick, go open that coffin!" Li Lanru was ecstatic and pointed to the sandalwood coffin, but her eyes looked at Sun Haozi, the meaning was very obvious, that is, to order Sun Haozi to open the coffin.

Sun Haozi scolded secretly, but at this time, his throat was still held by the man in black, and he couldn't help but disobey, but in fact, Sun Haozi wanted to let him open the coffin deep in his heart, only in this way could he have the opportunity to declare his personal vendetta.

"Still not letting go?" Sun Haozi glared at the man in black, and the man in black immediately let go of the hand that was holding his throat.

Sun Haozi slowly walked to the sandalwood coffin and looked carefully, this giant coffin is twice as large as the ordinary coffin, obviously a secondary coffin, there must be an inner coffin inside, like the Empress Dowager Cixi, a palace noble, maybe there will be two or even three inner coffins inside.

This pair of sandalwood coffin is made of a whole piece of sandalwood hollowed out, sandalwood is actually not very precious, compared with the golden silk nanmu and other wood, its value is a few points inferior, but sandalwood for the coffin is quite exquisite, because of its wood hard, fragrant and eternal, the color is gorgeous and changeable and poisonous, immortal, and can avoid evil, so it is also called holy sandalwood.

On the other hand, sandalwood means generosity in Sanskrit, and the Empress Dowager Cixi is a believer in Buddhism, so she readily accepts the title of "Lafayette" from others, so although sandalwood is not precious, it is reasonable for her coffin to use sandalwood, and everyone does not think it is strange.

However, among the sandalwood, there are green sandalwood, red sandalwood, black sandalwood, red sandalwood, golden medicine sandalwood, etc., among which green sandalwood is the most precious, because of its rarity, it is the most popular in the court, but the sandalwood coffin in front of you is used red sandalwood, which seems to be a little unreasonable. Logically speaking, when Cixi prepared the coffin for herself, even if she did not use more expensive wood such as golden silk nanmu because of the Buddhist significance of sandalwood, she should choose the most expensive green sandalwood among sandalwood, why would she use red sandalwood hastily?

In fact, several people present did not understand the difference between sandalwood and other wood, only Wu Zhiyuan knew a little bit about it, he found this detail, but he couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up for the time being.

Sun Haozi circled around the sandalwood coffin a few times, patted his head and thought for a moment, then turned around and walked in front of Wu Zhiyuan, and said with a smile: "Brother Wu, can you lend this treasure knife to your brother?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan nodded and handed the Blood Shadow Demon Knife to Sun Haozi, who took the Blood Shadow Demon Knife, and a gloomy murderous aura suddenly appeared on his face. He walked to the sandalwood giant coffin with the Blood Shadow Demon Knife, paused, and suddenly gritted his teeth, raised the Blood Shadow Demon Knife, flicked his arms, and slashed the Blood Shadow Demon Knife towards the lid of the sandalwood giant coffin.

Although the Blood Shadow Demon Knife is a rare weapon in the world, the sandalwood used in the giant coffin is a thousand-year-old sandalwood, and its hardness cannot be underestimated.

Sun Haozi didn't stop, his shoulder was retracted, and the Blood Shadow Demon Knife was raised again, and his hand fell from the knife, and so on, only to hear a chaotic sound of "bang bang", sawdust flying wildly, the lid of the sandalwood giant coffin had been cut to pieces, and several coffin nails on the edge of the coffin lid were also warped.

The hatred of the country and the family instantly hit Sun Haozi's heart, he gritted his teeth, and there was a burst of wild slashing one after another, and after the last knife was chopped, the coffin lid was finally cut out of a gap.

"Fuck you!" Sun Haozi scolded, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked hard at the coffin lid, the few remaining coffin nails on the coffin lid could not bear the strength at all, and the coffin lid was immediately kicked out, rolled in the air several times, and fell into the tattered empty wooden box pile opposite.

A rancid smell immediately came out of the coffin, Sun Haozi was the closest to the coffin, and before he had time to look at the situation in the coffin, he was smoked by the rancid smell and complained again and again, and jumped to Wu Zhiyuan's side while scolding.

Everyone covered their noses, the rancid smell emanating from the coffin was really unpleasant, this smell did not seem to be all from the decay of the body, there were other indescribable smells mixed in. Since ancient times, there have been examples of placing spices and other insect repellent and antiseptic things in coffins, so that the corpse will not melt for years and will remain the same as when it was buried. Therefore, it is not unusual for Cixi's coffin to have such a strange smell, but judging from this rancid smell, her body may have been highly decomposed.

Li Lanru didn't seem to care about this rancid smell, he saw that the sandalwood coffin had been opened, the joy on his face suddenly turned into excitement, and he quickened his pace and walked towards the sandalwood coffin.

Walking to the sandalwood coffin, Li Lanru squatted down and looked inside, the smile on his face suddenly froze, his expression changed to horror and doubt, and he muttered: "This...... This...... What's going on? This...... Who's this? ”

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