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Back in the dormitory tomb, Zhu Beichen's team found an empty coffin.

The original idea was that after the coffin was opened, the corpse of the princess who married Loulan during the Han Dynasty would be seen.

However, what appeared in front of Qijian and Han Qingxin was indeed a bright yellow satin cloth, which had been precipitated for thousands of years, and the fabric was as good as ever, soft and silky in the hand.

The images carved around the inner walls of the sarcophagus defy common sense, and they are carved from foxes to life.

"It's like telling a story about the ancient kingdom of Loulan." Seven cold voices came from inside the coffin.

"Give me a flashlight." Shichima said.

Han Qingxin threw a flashlight into the coffin, and the light was infinitely magnified inside the sarcophagus, and along the halo, seven rooms observed these moments one by one.

"It's supposed to be the tomb of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty." From the first coffin inscription, the seven rooms determined that the age in which the princess lived was indeed the Han Dynasty, and there is no doubt that it was the Han Dynasty.

It took several times to figure out the order of the first coffin, starting from the end of the coffin.

The first picture is the picture of the Loulan envoy carrying a hundred beauties into Chang'an, and begging to surrender on the top of the main hall to show his permanent submission to the Han Dynasty.

The second coffin inscription tells the story of the envoy of Loulan asking Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to marry Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty on behalf of the king of Loulan, specifying that a Gu female princess who is proficient in witchcraft is the object of marriage.

"History is really a magical thing, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty can really pull it, for a small country that surrendered, he actually chose a princess to marry the king of Loulan." The fat man listened to the sound coming from the inner walls of the seven coffins and teased.

"You know what, this is called grace, do you know?" Zhu Beichen said.

"Spoil a fart, you want to favor and favor women, when did Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty like to break his sleeves?" The fat man said again.

Han Qingxin glared at the fat man angrily, and then turned to look at Zhu Beichen, his gaze softened a lot, "Can you two shut up, don't gag here." ”

"What's the third one about?" Han Qingxin asked.

"Hehe, what else can it be, with the imagination of my fat writer, most of them are sending relatives to the Western Regions."

As soon as the fat man's voice fell, Qijian immediately took it, "This time you are right, it is indeed a wedding team, but it is just two cars." ”

The space inside the sarcophagus is limited, and it is impossible to carve each scene completely, but the main part is highlighted as much as possible.

"The third picture is the scene when the princess gets married, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty gave Luan to drive into Loulan, but there are two Luan drivers. One of them is for the princess, and the other is for the princess." Seven choked up, as if he didn't understand.

"Who is the second top for?" Zhu Beichen asked, it is unreasonable for the princess and her relatives to prepare two luans, could it be said that there is a more noble existence than the princess in the wedding team?

"Fox, it's a fox!" Shichima said.

Completely incomprehensible, even Shichiken himself could not be convinced, the second car given by the Son of Heaven was richly decorated, and on the car lay a lazy fox.

Fox! What kind of fox? Zhu Beichen glanced intently at the location of the seven rooms, and only saw the edge of the deep coffin.

"Look at this," Shichima pointed to a mural, the contents of which were clearly visible in the light of the flashlight, "Judging from Luan's decoration and retinue, this fox lived even more nourishingly than a princess during his lifetime. ”

Zhu Beichen poked his head anxiously, helplessly being separated in front of the white marble platform, unable to get close.

"What color are the fox's eyes?" The fat man was sweating in his palms, and his mental head was shriveled.

"It's all stone carvings, where do you know what color!" Han Qingxin was reminded by the fat man to take a look, only to find that his IQ was lowered by the fat man, obviously it was a stone carving, and it was not painted.

"We... We... Let's go back, okay? The fat man pulled Zhu Beichen, and his mouth was facing down the passage Nunu's mouth.

I really don't know what he is afraid of, Zhu Beichen feels more and more that this fat man is not right, and he shook his head and broke the fat man's thoughts.

"I want to see the carvings." Zhu Beichen said.

"Come on, as soon as the sarcophagus is opened, the front bracket has been destroyed." The voices of the seven forests came from inside the coffin.

I don't understand the psychology of the seven rooms, the dead man's coffin said to climb in, Zhu Beichen stepped on the letter tentatively, and confirmed that the machine was not stimulated, and there was no dark crossbow on the wall to dare to step over.

"How do you know it's broken?" Zhu Beichen asked.

"I don't know, guess." Shichima said.

"......" Zhu Beichen.

As soon as the fat man saw that Zhu Beichen had passed safely, he had just taken two steps, and the dark crossbow hole on the wall was immediately activated, and the fat man reacted flexibly, and immediately turned around and jumped back when he saw that the situation was wrong.

Even so, he was still swept across his cheek by a dark crossbow.

The fat man covered his face and scolded angrily: "Just bully me for not being flexible, right, you can walk over and be fine, I almost became a hedgehog as soon as I stepped on it." ”

"He's a dead man, and you want to be like him?" Han Qingxin stared at the fat man with an evil smile on his face.

Zhu Beichen had no choice but to smile awkwardly, "My life is very bad, and my life lamp is similar to a dead person." ”

The fat man is a person who can see clearly, and it is not the first time that he has encountered a situation of nine deaths in the Sun Tomb, "You mean that the organ is still intelligent, and only the living are arrested?" He looked at Zhu Beichen's eyes and changed.

The three of them continued to study the content of the coffin, and judging from the main story line presented by the combined pictures, the fox depicted is indeed not ordinary, and it can be said that the life trajectory of the princess's life is inseparable from this fox.

"Based on the inscription and the coffin inscription, the princess is a woman who is good at witchcraft, and the source of her mysterious power seems to have something to do with this fox." Shichima said.

"And what does that mean?"

Zhu Beichen pointed to one of the coffin carvings, the fox's two hind limbs were upright, and the forelimbs were held high. In terms of image, it resembles a person walking upright, facing the sky, as if praying.

"It is recorded in Taoist texts that foxes have considerable wisdom and will also practice the Taoist art of tuna to cultivate themselves. And the cultivation of the fox is not only to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but also to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. Therefore, when it cultivates the Inner Dan, it should face the moon at night, use a standing posture, exhale into the air, and absorb the essence of the moon. Shichima recalled.

"Nima, this thing is cultivating in Tuna's posture!" Zhu Beichen muttered in his heart, and the hair on his body stood up. The scalp tingles.

Zhu Beichen has heard more or less about the legend of the fox, and he can't help but feel a little worried when he sees the realistic coffin carving in the ancient tomb.

Seven rooms obviously didn't care about this, continued to observe each coffin carving, and said quietly: "Have you noticed that these foxes have a characteristic? ”

"Features? Aren't all these foxes the same, what are the characteristics? Zhu Beichen asked.