The size and scale of the stone chamber are very ordinary, without any polishing or relief. I clearly noticed that my flashlight's first reaction was to look for a way to move on, and the fat man's flashlight was looking at what was inside.

There are wooden boxes all around, and if you don't look closely, you think it's a short coffin! In the middle of these boxes, there is also a coffin. This coffin looks particularly strange not because it looks like it shouldn't be here.

The boxes around were very messy, and it felt as if someone had moved them and made room for the coffin. The problem is that the coffin is not even placed upright, it is placed diagonally and haphazardly.

Fat people are particularly interested in boxes. I kept telling me to just look at a box, but I resolutely stopped me. When we came to the side of the coffin, we saw that there were many strange tools that had rusted to a pulp, but we knew that they were modern tools when we looked at it.

"Someone has been here, but not the little brother them. I think I've been here a long time ago. ”

The fat man kicked the tools a few times, and I looked at the tools and saw that they were small accessories used to make brackets, lifts, slides, and upper shoulders, and seemed to be used to transport the coffin.

"It should be something from the archaeological team in the late seventies, and this coffin seems to have been carried out by them somewhere:"

The fat man picked up a small part from the ground, blew it, and said, "Do they want to transport this coffin out?" ”

I set my sights on the coffin.

The coffin was made of wood, and the four corners were wrapped with iron sheets to play a protective role. The coffin was not opened, it was left there almost untouched

"Why?" I said. "This coffin is not very remarkable, and. They didn't ship it out! ”

"Don't say it, don't guess the heart of the archaeological team, it's hard to guess." The fat man said, "Don't worry about it. Keep going, God wants you to know, you will know that if we can know where this coffin was carried from, there will be a little more clues. ”

"Wait!" I said, I suddenly saw a strange phenomenon on the coffin face. "Do you see the pattern of this coffin anywhere?"

"Where have you seen it?" The fat man was puzzled.

I arrived: "We're upstairs. On the coffin seen in Zhang Qiling's tomb, it is also such a pattern, could this also be a generation of Zhang Qiling? ”

"If it's here. That is the first generation of Zhang Qiling. The fat man said, after saying that, he looked at me, snorted, and grabbed my hand, "Wait a minute, naïve, I have a few words to remind you"

"What?"

"Could these coffins be the archaeological team that they want to transport out of the ancient tomb, and it may be the original Zhang Qiling? If yes. You think, inside this coffin. Could it be that there is some key secret hidden? Of course, all this is just my speculation, but, thinking about your past entanglements, things have come to this point, we go out, and we will never come back in. I stand in your shoes and think about you. Would you like to open this coffin and take a look? ”

"You want to open it, right?" I asked him.

The fat man shook his head very seriously: "No, I just want to get out safely now." I'm thinking of those days when you used to. Maybe the answer lies in this coffin. Just open it and you'll know. Naive, it opened in three minutes, since you want to know. You should try. ”

I looked at his expression. Realize that he doesn't seem to be joking. But. Everything he said was indeed true, and the speculation was reasonable

You're right: "I looked overhead, and there seemed to be no movement. And he said, '. Dry, open a look"

It was a hassle to pry the coffin when there were no tools: we took out the iron spikes and found that the top of the wooden coffin was so tight that we couldn't even find the cracks. In the end, it was the fat man's sharp eyes and he looked down. said: "Put it backwards, put it backwards!" The coffin was placed upside down. They are so disrespectful! ”

I looked down – and sure enough, the coffin had been turned upside down. Because it's a square coffin. So it doesn't look strange how you put it.

I drew a little bit with the fat man. It was found that with the physical strength of the two of us, it was impossible to turn the coffin over. And from the point of view of now. It is also impossible to pry the coffin lid open. The fat man said. No matter. Let's make a hole from the back of the butt and punch through the bottom of the coffin!

We use iron thorns as hammers. Beat the fat man hard little by little, maybe to follow his three-minute agreement. Soon he smashed a crack in the bottom of the coffin. With the cracks, it's easy to do, so we'll stick the iron spikes in it for a while. We made a crack at the bottom of the coffin that was an arm's length and the width of a Coke bottle.

The fat man thrust the iron thorn into the crack and stirred it, and I said, "Push everything in it aside, I want to see the family tree behind the lid of the coffin." ”

The fat man can really take the sheep by the hand. I didn't bother to pay attention to him, let him get it quickly, and put my hand directly into the coffin, and soon he grabbed something and pulled it out. Only halfway through, the fat man screamed.

What he pulled out was a wet corpse's hand.

"Don't be surprised. It's not like you haven't seen it! I said

"It's not this, you look at the fingers." He said,

I saw that all the fingers on this hand were wearing rings. The fingers glow with a very strange light, not like gemstones, not like gold metal. And the shape of the ring is very strange - just by looking at it, I know that it is absolutely impossible to be the style of the Central Plains, it is likely to be from the Western Regions, or even something from Nepal at that time.

The wet corpse's fingernails were long, but they didn't seem to be dangerous, and the fat man took off the rings one by one, put them directly into his pocket, and said, "I was startled by the suffocation of this hand!" I thought that the Zhang family was a very simple and low-key ethnic group, like a little brother, who only needed to inhale wind and drink dew every day. ”

I said in my heart, it's precious to feed my little brother! This kind of big person, even if he calls the public security bureau to report the disappearance, the phone bill is much higher than a few antiques. We are friends with my little brother - I have heard some other people say that the price of the mute Zhang Jia Lama is frightening to death, and the appearance fee must be higher than that of Jay Chou, although he can't sing a song

He took off the last ring before handing it to me: "Come, naïve, look, whatever you like." ”

"Didn't you say you weren't for money?"

"I didn't say it. I said you should open it and take a look. But I didn't say I wouldn't take the lamb. Open a coffin for three minutes, and lead the sheep for only a few seconds, which will not delay you. ”

I took a look. It was a jade ring. The value could not be estimated, so he said, "Wander between garbage and national treasures to help you ask." You hurry up and move on now. ”

"You don't need to say it." The fat man said, and directly grabbed the hand of the wet corpse, and pulled the whole body out of the coffin little by little. When the corpse's head was ripped out of the crack, I gasped.

"This corpse has so long hair?" I said. The corpse's hair grew so long that it enveloped many parts of the corpse.

The fat man took a deep breath and pretended to be calm: "The hair of the ancients was very long, and the so-called long hair was fluttering, and the hair was scattered. You haven't seen a lot of ancient dramas, where the prisoners are all disheveled. All of them can be advertised in Sassoon. ”

I shook my head and said softly, "But it's not that long." You don't have to trouble others if you hang your hair, and the skipping rope is probably enough. ”

The fat man said: "It is not surprising that many people will have hair growth for a long time after they die. ””

I thought to myself, how is it possible, with the length of this hair, it must have grown for hundreds of years, and it has grown into kelp! But I didn't want to think about it anymore, so I said, "yes, don't worry about it." Come on! ”

The fat man first touched the corpse with an iron thorn, and found that there was no sign of corpse transformation at all, so he searched the whole body directly: and found that there was nothing else. Just threw it aside. After the corpse hit the ground, it seemed to be oxidized, and it fell directly into several pieces, which were already shrunk badly, and this time it became scattered.

I said in my heart that it was too disrespectful and immediately apologized. The fat man ignored it completely, and said: "A corpse that does not transform into a corpse is not a good corpse, and there is no need to be taboo about this kind of unmotivated person." As he spoke, he continued to look inside the coffin with a flashlight.

"After all, this is the ancestor of the Zhang family." I said.

"Less nonsense. Did you find what you were looking for? The fat man asked me.

But that's when I realized something was wrong. I pulled the fat man over. Shocked: "Damn! How is the liquid inside this corpse green? Could it be the corpse of Milotha? "The corpse was lying on the stone slab, and the clothes all over his body had rotted into a mass of rotting materials. I can't tell what it looked like when I wore it. Liquid flowed out of it, and it was a terrible green. The hair covers almost all parts, and only the wide mouth of the face can be seen. There was quite a lot of liquid in the corpse, which kept spreading on the stone slabs.

It was the first time I had seen such a situation, and I was covered in a cold sweat. The fat man said, "It doesn't make sense! The corpse is wet, and all the bodily fluids are supposed to be mixed with the liquid in the coffin, where does this green liquid come from? ”

"In the bones." I said, "There's green liquid in the bones, probably in the bones." ”

But what makes me strange is that a wicked person like the fat man, who is not stingy, is obviously uncomfortable, and he shrinks back. The arrogance just now disappeared all at once.

I patted the fat man and said, "Do you want to give me an explanation, or give me a suggestion about what we should do now?" ”

The fat man said: "Don't joke, now is not the time to joke." I was reminded of a past that I can't look back on! ”

I asked, "What happened?" Is this your old lover? ”

"Your old lover is like this, and your whole family is like this!" The fat man said, "I have a very good friend who was exactly the same as this corpse when he died:"

The fat man pressed the corpse's chest with an iron thorn, tried to pick the hair on the corpse's body, and appeared in front of us one by one:

"Sure enough." The fat man said.

"Fart, let's go, we've got something to do!"

"This person died of a very serious corpse poison, and the ancestor of this Zhang family must have died a particularly miserable death. It should have been buried alive after drinking Chinese medicine, and there were signs of corpse transformation after death, and this green body fluid should be produced by the corpse poison into the bones. Because he was buried alive, there was still cartilage at that time, so these body fluids were sealed in the bone marrow. The fat man said, "I've only seen this neck ring once, and it's used to prevent corpses from degenerating, you see." There is a lot of ancient jade on it. ”

"Is there still danger now?" I asked

The fat man shook his head: "No." Probably not, that's all the same. Even if it is a brown seed, it is a disabled brown seed, we don't need to be afraid, but I am afraid that these things are poisonous, if you inhale too much nasal cavity, it will cause trouble, our respiratory tract is already damaged, and it is easy to have an accident. However, in this way, this is definitely not the first generation of Zhang Qiling. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"He doesn't have the blood, and Zhang Qiling won't be poisoned."

"Then why is the pattern on his coffin the same as the one on Zhang Qiling's coffin?" I asked.

The fat man said: "Maybe that pattern is not a sign of identity." And Kun marked him as having died in an accident."

It's impossible to tell, and no one knows what the situation was like at the time. I looked around - on the way in, there was no sign of the carriage, this coffin - it must have been brought out of it, they brought the coffin out of it and put it here haphazardly, the work was quite huge. It is particularly physically demanding. If this thing really doesn't matter, why do they put so much effort into it. What about lifting something out that doesn't seem particularly important?

"Innocent!" The fat man called me from behind me, and I turned my head and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"I was wrong." The fat man said, "This thing is still dangerous." "I turned my head and saw that the corpse on the ground had grown inches of black hair, and at first glance it looked like a big hedgehog. (To be continued)