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I looked around curiously, this tomb was very large, the whole was circular, and there were many huge frescoes carved on the curved walls around it, because it was too far away to see it realistically.

In the middle of the burial chamber, there is a slightly raised circular staircase, and around the steps stand four large circular stone pillars that lead to the top wall, which seem to be carved into something. And in the middle of the steps, there was a dark green bronze coffin, exuding a suffocating cold aura......

There was no sign of anyone else entering the chamber first, and it seems that we did get here first. Jin Buchang looked a little excited: "Fortunately, under the leadership of Jin Ye and me, we are also fast and arrive first." If this is to let the bull nose and the dumb little brother take the lead, and touch some good artifact to hide secretly, it will be a big loss. ”

"Hey, people aren't dumb, are they?" I have perfunctory gold in my mouth, but my heart is a mess, no one has come? It's too weird, even if we were faster than the iron head and the pillars, there should be at least one sign of a man in this burial chamber...... Fourth uncle.

I was troubled, but I couldn't do anything, to be honest, I didn't have the slightest interest in the artifact in Jin Buchang's mouth, but the murals carved around the walls caught my attention, after all, I studied art. So he didn't care about Jin Buchang and Ni Tian, and turned around to take a closer look at the murals on the wall.

Although this mural is old, because it is in the tomb all the year round, it has not been exposed to the wind and sun, and the preservation is still clear and complete.

I looked up and saw that the mural in front of me seemed to depict a general dressed in Mongolian costume, sitting on a high chair in the church, kneeling in front of him a man dressed in Han costume, flanked by countless Mongol warriors. The strange thing is that the clouds floating in the sky are drawn by colorful colors, and I don't know if they are intentional or have some other meaning.

I was confused, so I looked back, the Mongolian general was already riding a war horse at the moment, next to the Han man riding a horse, behind was a dense Mongolian army, it seemed to be on a march, the background became a rolling snow-white mountains.

I also came to be interested, it seems that this mural is really as Ni Tian said, it describes the deeds of the tomb owner during his lifetime, forming a coherent story, so I continued to look down, but when the next mural came into view, my heart was shocked......

Compared with the previous two, this mural is a little incredible, the Mongolian general sits on a horse and raises his sword, and countless Mongolian warriors rush to kill in front, but it is not human who can fight against the Mongolian warriors! Rather, it is a red devil with a blue face and fangs, these evil ghosts are red all over, with two horns on their heads, long fangs, and fierce faces, so that they are not scary, but the Han people before are missing in this mural.

I couldn't help sighing, hey, if this Mongol general once conquered the city, I still believe it. It's hard to be convincing to fight ghosts now. My high emotions disappeared in an instant, and it seems that I have been demonizing my opponents since ancient times, so as to boast about this bad problem.

I was about to take a look at the next one, but Jin Buchang's somewhat excited voice came from my ears: "Aren't we here for this!" ”

I looked back, only to see that Jin Buchang and Ni Tian had already walked up the steps, standing in front of the bronze coffin, Jin Buchang seemed to be a little excited and arguing with Ni Tian about something, and Ni Tian was embarrassed.

What's going on here? I was puzzled, and I didn't care to look at the mural anymore, so I hurried to them.

The stone pillars around the steps were much thicker than they looked from afar, carved with countless wolf heads and dense patterns, the steps were also circular, and the outside was surrounded by a circle of low steps, I walked to Ni Tian's side and looked down at the bronze coffin.

The coffin is three meters long and two meters wide, and it should not be a problem for three people to lie side by side. Around the bronze coffin wall, I don't know what strange words are carved on the coffin wall, and there is not much decoration on the coffin lid, just a row of incomprehensible words are engraved. Such a huge bronze coffin surprised me, could it be that the owner of this coffin is actually a giant?

I saw that Ni Tian was still gloomy and his brows were furrowed, so I couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Tian, is there anything wrong with this coffin?" ”

"This is not called a coffin, it is called a coffin, people often say coffin, coffin, but in fact, the coffin and the coffin are two utensils. The burial of the corpse is called the coffin, and the set of coffins outside the coffin is called the coffin, also called the coffin room. ”

I nodded understandingly, and looked at the huge bronze coffin again. No wonder this thing is so huge, it turned out to be just a coffin outside the coffin, but I don't know what's so strange about it? would make Ni Tian so confused, so he asked again: "Uncle Tian, according to what you said, there should be a coffin in this thing, so what's wrong?" ”

Ni Tian's face became more and more gloomy, and he sighed: "Hey, the use of this coffin formed a system, according to the literature, about the Zhou Dynasty, and was mostly prevalent in the Central Plains, but now it will also appear in this Mongolian tomb, don't you think it's strange?" ”

I don't think so, although I don't know a lot about history, but I always know that there is a dynasty called the Yuan Dynasty in the long history of China, since the Mongols have unified the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains, and learned some of the funeral methods of the Central Plains. I just wanted to say a few words, but I didn't expect Ni Tian to say it first, but it pushed me into the abyss of confusion.

"Actually, what I care about is not the use of this coffin, but the dense and small characters carved on the outer wall of this coffin. Although I couldn't understand the meaning of the text, I was sure that it was not Mongolian, but 。。。。。。 The text of the State of Qin!! ”

"Huh!? The text of the state of Qin? I couldn't believe what I was hearing, and craned my neck to look closely at the tiny writing around the coffin.

Qin Wen, do I understand? Of course I don't understand, but I haven't eaten pork and never seen a pig run? How much I am also a small shopkeeper of an antique shop, after careful observation, I did find the shape of some words, I have seen it in the Qin book rubbing in the shop, it seems that what Ni Tian said is true, but this is the Qin State text is undoubted!

Before I could clear my mind, Ni Tian threw me a bigger mystery: "It's just the Qin script, but what really puzzles me is the Mongolian script engraved on the lid of this coffin!" ”

"What!" That's outrageous, isn't it? It is unbelievable that there are two different dynasties and different cultures on the outer wall of the same coffin.

Ni Tian's serious expression obviously didn't look like he was joking: "Yes, I still know a little about Mongolian. ”

I think of the scene when Ni Tian and the fake Mongols calmly talked in Mongolian, and naturally I know that his so-called understanding is probably just a modest statement. After thinking about it, he hurriedly asked, "Uncle Tian, since you can understand it, what does the Mongolian text on the coffin cover mean?" ”

The corners of Ni Tian's mouth moved, and he was hesitant, looking at it, he was a little undecided, whether he wanted to tell me the meaning of this Mongolian.

His hesitation, I was a little anxious, and now, I don't know what Ni Tian has to scruple about, so he won't tell me.

Jin Buchang, who had been listening to our conversation on the side and was silent, finally couldn't hold his breath: "I said God, it's all come to this point, hurry up and tell this kid, don't delay your work." ”

Ni Tian's face was solemn, he looked at the bronze coffin, and then at me with an anxious face, and finally slowly opened his mouth and spit out eight words that made me creepy...... "Disturb my peace, eternal lone star!" ”

A cold current hit my scalp from the soles of my feet, and I felt an indescribable fear sink deep into my heart, and my back was once again soaked with cold sweat. Curse! This Mongolian phrase is not so much a warning as a curse, a curse that comes from the most terrible wrath of the undead underground......

At this moment, I also thoroughly understand the reason why Ni Tian hesitated to open the coffin, and all kinds of signs indicate that this coffin is indeed a bit evil.

"God, this kid is just cowardly, how can you be like a girl, but a fight is like a scientific researcher, you have to get it, you are all afraid of being lonely and old, cutting off children and grandchildren, Jin Ye, I am here, I am afraid of a ball!" Jin Buchang was already impatient, complaining, grabbing a crowbar in his hand, and muttering to himself: "Master Jin, I am the reincarnation of the Buddha, and a hundred ghosts will not invade." "Look at that posture is to immediately pry the coffin and fish out the dead weapon.

I suddenly felt overwhelmed, and turned my head to look at Ni Tian again.

Ni Tian stretched out a hand and pressed Jin Buchang's shoulder, the haze on his face dissipated, and he suddenly laughed: "Lao Jin is right, how can anyone who is afraid of ghosts and gods." This coffin naturally has to be opened, and the artifact has to be touched naturally, but it's better to buy insurance first. With that, he took off his backpack and began to rummage through his things.

I am in turmoil, the mysterious grassland tombs, the coffin burial techniques of the Central Plains, the coffin wall inscriptions of the Qin people, and the terrifying curse of Mongolia. The coffin in front of me seemed to be too evil, and I couldn't help but think of the terrifying appearance of the blood-colored demon I saw on the mural just now, and my heart suddenly felt a little more fearful.

I was hesitating to tell Ni Tian about the bloody ghost on the mural, and in one hand I held a glass bottle filled with bright red liquid and handed it to me. I paused for a moment, and then I realized, isn't this the kind of black dog blood bottle that I accidentally broke in Hailar?

I took the bottle and held it tightly in the palm of my hand, but before I knew it, my palms were already soaked with sweat. I looked up at Ni Tian, who handed me the black dog's blood, but found that he was already holding the black donkey's hooves in his hands.

I stubbornly held my breath and stared at this huge bronze coffin with Ni Tian, if this coffin lid was opened, something really jumped out of the demons and monsters, I believe that we would all smash the things in our hands as soon as possible.

But then again, is the usage of this thing really smashing upwards? I don't have time to think......

Jin Buchang staggered, carried a crowbar and walked between us, grasped the crowbar with both hands, inhaled hard, and then inserted the huge crowbar directly between the coffin cover and the coffin body with both arms.

With a dull thud of metal, the crowbar plunged deep into my heart, priing it to my throat......

"Squeak quack... Ga... Jin Buchang exerted his strength, pressed down on the crowbar, and the coffin lid was slowly lifted, and then leaned towards the other side of the coffin......

"Bang dang!" There was a loud thud and the lid of the coffin fell to the ground, and a dull sound echoed around the tomb, and my breathing almost stopped at that moment, for I saw a shriveled corpse suddenly sit up from the chamber and tilt its head to look at us!! ……