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Millennial cold jade, since ancient times is a rare treasure, in ancient times when there was no ice storehouse, it was used to make coffins, that is the top material to preserve the corpse intact, how many emperors have never gotten half a piece in their lives.

It is no wonder that the bare back of the person in the coffin looks lifelike, as if he was asleep, and the coffin made of such materials, coupled with the sealing ability of the cedar, will be the same as if it had just been buried in another thousand years.

Cha Wenbin tried to push the coffin lid with his hands, but found that the lines did not move at all, presumably there must be a card slot such as rivets.

This thing is transparent throughout, and he didn't see any parts that were biting each other after looking around, just put it on like this, and there was only a thin line at the junction between the coffin lid and the coffin body that people could distinguish.

Pushing, pulling, flipping, topping, prying, all kinds of methods have been used once, but this ice lump is as if it has been welded, but it does not move a bit.

If Chaozi was there, he would have thought of simply blowing it up with explosives, but Cha Wenbin wouldn't do it, opening the coffin has been a very serious matter since ancient times, even if there is a heinous villain lying inside, he has to follow the steps.

There is a saying: Can you still see the living like the dead?

Since this person has laid such a cumbersome mechanism for himself, this coffin must not be easy to touch, it seems to be the simplest level, but it is the last guarantee.

If you put aside the material, from the structure of the coffin alone, it is really a bit too simple, the transparent material allows everything inside to be seen at a glance, but there is a firm force to seal it tightly, that can only start from this inexplicable force.

There are many powers that we cannot see with the naked eye, and it is said that a person who is good at Taoism can really carry an invisible mountain on your back and let you be crushed to death by the mountain. Cha Wenbin doesn't have this kind of divine ability, but it doesn't mean that he hasn't heard of it, this kind of power is also called ghost power.

No one can explain what the source of this power is, just like the charms drawn by Taoist priests are effective for those dirty things, and ordinary people just copy out an ordinary piece of straw paper, in short, some people can do incredible things in the eyes of ordinary people through some special means, and even things beyond common sense.

Cha Wenbin squatted on the ground and meditated, eager to go through all the classics he had learned and read in his life, trying to find out if there were any clues about this kind of cold jade coffin. However, the turmoil of the Cultural Revolution in the past ten years has been too badly damaged, and many important materials have been swept into the garbage heap of history by the Red Soldiers as evidence of ghosts, snakes, and gods, and he really has no clue at all.

If this is a kind of power, I am afraid that this person's Taoism and cultivation will not be able to be opened by one's own strength. What if this is a trap?

Somehow, he suddenly thought of the place where the jade coffin was buried at the foot of Qifeng Mountain, and the white-bearded man once repeatedly mentioned one word in his conversation with Lao Wang: key!

Whitebeard Qiang investigates that Wen Bin has the key they need, and this key is the Sun Wheel.

Thinking about it like this, a lot of things came to his mind at once, and these seemingly completely out of tune things slowly began to form some chains in his mind because of this word, and what he had to do now was to string these small chains scattered everywhere into a complete process.

It was Lao Wang who took him into Qifeng Mountain, only to know that there was a ghost road in this world, and the white beard was a ghost road, and he needed a key, and the key was the sun wheel.

Father Shi is also a cultivator of the ghost road, this is the ghost road dojo, what is the purpose of his coming here, and he also gave his life, but here is also led by the old king.

Both of these things were brought by Lao Wang, why did a figure from a mysterious organization of him take a fancy to a little-known country Taoist like himself?

If you say that people who cultivate Taoism, although Taoism is indeed declining in modern times, it is not difficult to find a few people who really have some ability, especially an organization like Lao Wang with the support of the state behind him, how can he Cha Wenbin enter their eyes, and come to invite himself down the mountain again and again?

For a moment, he suddenly felt that this was a huge trap, and he was chosen for some reason to become one of the most important people in this trap.

After several struggles on the edge of life and death, Lao Wang has already told himself everything he can say, and now it seems that he is just a chess piece on people's accounts, he Cha Wenbin is to open the doors for the people behind the scenes who want to go but return in vain, he is the key!

Suddenly, he subconsciously reached into his arms and touched the bronze sun wheel, which Whitebeard said was also the key, and only it could find what they wanted. He once returned this thing to Lao Wang, but Lao Wang returned it to himself again.

Leaving Cha Wenbin's chest, the sun wheel once again became a cold bronze vessel, this quaint and seemingly simple but extremely complex thing is really the key?

"There are signs of life in the solid part in the middle of the sun wheel." Cha Wenbin suddenly remembered that when he was lying on the hospital bed, Lao Wang said such a sentence when he came to return this thing. At the beginning, he didn't want to have anything else to do with this middle-aged fat man, so what Lao Wang said, he didn't listen carefully at all, and this recollection, it seems that the bronze pimple in his hand is really not that simple.

"Alive?" Cha Wenbin looked at it over and over again and muttered to himself.

How do you look at it, this is a piece of bronze, how can it be alive? Cha Wenbin shook his head, thinking that it must be the old Wang organization who was afraid that he would not agree to come out this time, so he made up the nonsense, no matter how knowledgeable he is, he also understands a truth: jumping out of the stone, there is only one monkey in the five thousand years, but that is also a myth made up by later generations, and I haven't heard of anything that can pop out of the bronze bump.

He thought of the heat again, and tried to carefully rest the bronze wheel on the coffin.

Unexpectedly, it was such a move, but it surprised him!

Almost the moment his hand left the bronze wheel, the small sun in the middle of the wheel instantly turned red, just like a fiery red sun, and the surprise of Xiong Xiongbin was that the five rays of the sun also began to light up, as if the sun's rays began to spread out to shine on the outermost layer of the earth.

The changes were far more than that, and the cold jade coffin also appeared strange.

Originally, the words that stood out because of Cha Wenbin's bloodstains were dark red, which was the normal color after the bloodstains coagulated, but at this time, these words seemed to have just been poured with fresh blood, bright red, as if they had life.

Cha Wenbin froze, because there was something even more unimaginable to him that happened, the blood-colored moon had somehow turned from a first quarter moon to a full moon!

The scarlet full moon is particularly dazzling, this is an ominous sign, if this is also a way of blood sacrifice, then today it is his Cha Wenbin's blood, and there is only one end for the person who was sacrificed by the blood, that is, he was beheaded, and only in this way can he express his respect for the gods.

Cha Wenbin only felt that his neck was cold, and this strange scene made him shudder.

On the left side of this full moon, Cha Wenbin noticed that there was an area that was different from other places, except for the words and patterns, the rest of the place was smooth, but that place vaguely seemed to have a halo flickering.

He walked over, and directly below that position was the head of the man in the coffin. Since this was a blood sacrifice, Cha Wenbin simply drew a hole in his palm. As soon as the fist was released, the blood that fell on the lid of the coffin with a "tick" quickly spread, and a new pattern was born.

Immediately to the left of the full moon, there was also a red circle, but this pattern was so familiar to him, so familiar that he could draw it with his eyes closed: the bronze sun wheel!

He didn't want to open this strange scene anymore, so he immediately ran to the other side and picked up the bronze wheel on the ground. Looking back, the lid of the coffin instantly returned to its original appearance, all the handwriting was dry brown, the full moon had become the first quarter moon again, and the pattern of the sun wheel had disappeared.

Cha Wenbin, who discovered the doorway, put the bronze wheel on it again, and the scene just now immediately began to repeat, but the red sun had not yet appeared.

He concocted a new blood sacrifice, and immediately the sun appeared.

A sun on the left and a moon on the right. Left rises and falls, in line with the sunrise in the east only said, these two things add up to one Chinese character: Ming!

Picking up the already cold bronze again, Cha Wenbin's mind fell into deep contemplation......

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