At this moment, Lin Feng went to listen to the movement in the coffin.

But inside this golden silk nanmu coffin, it was unusually quiet, and there was no movement.

Lin Feng even raised his hand and knocked twice on the coffin board, and then listened carefully to the movement in the coffin, but there was still no response from inside the coffin.

Xiahou Wen and Lin Feng both heard the movement in the coffin just now.

The sound was certainly not an illusion.

"Open the coffin!"

Lin Feng ordered.

At this time, the air in the entire tomb has also stabilized, and at this time, opening the coffin will not have any particularly big impact on the contents of the coffin, and will not damage the cultural relics.

A few staff members came over. They first sprayed the coffin with some special potions for the protection of cultural relics, and then went to find the point to open the coffin of the golden silk nanmu. These people are all professionals, and it is very easy to open this coffin.

It was busy for about ten minutes.

So they opened the coffin.

The coffin board creaked and the top board was lifted aside.

Inside the coffin was a dried corpse.

This thing, it shouldn't move, right?

To be exact, it's not a dry corpse, it's a bit like a skin. From the position of the eye socket and mouth, it can be seen that there is actually something else in this almost rotten human skin.

The archaeological experts present had never seen this situation before.

In addition to the dried corpse, there are many funerary goods in the coffin.

There are pearls, gold, jade, etc., all kinds of top antique treasures.

And the most attractive thing is that the dried corpse has its hands on its chest, and its hands are tightly clutching a piece of tortoiseshell.

The white tortoise shell is buckled in the heart of the dried corpse, even if it is covered by the fingers, you can see the Luo Shu pattern carved on the tortoise shell. The depression of the Luoshui pattern is also painted with old cinnabar.

Obviously.

This thing is the Luo Shu that Lin Feng and the others have been looking for, and they were buried with Li Wei. ap.

Sure enough, it's here.

All the experts on the scene, including Na Xiahou Wen, all had their eyes shining.

Xiahou Wen said.

"This is the dragon bone Luoshu!"

The expert next to him also affirmed.

"That's right, this thing is indeed the legendary Luo Shu, and this corpse should be Li Shu!"

Xiahou Wen walked directly to the side of the coffin, and he reached out to take the dragon bone Luo Shu in the hand of Li Wei's corpse. Moreover, Lin Feng felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Xiahou Wen's situation.

He was very fast, rushed over and grabbed Vena.

The whole person accidentally overturned into the coffin at once.

Lin Feng prepared to go over and drag that Xiahou Wen out.

But I haven't done it yet.

The four or five majors next to him also seemed to be crazy, and jumped into the coffin of the golden silk nanmu. Four or five of them fell into the coffin, and Lin Feng also felt that there was a strange aura floating in this tomb.

But.

In Lin Feng's pocket, a warmth enveloped his body.

His thinking has always been very clear and unaffected.

He knew that it was the dragon scale he had carried with him.

Furthermore.

In addition to the people here, the staff who were in charge of excavating cultural relics in the ear chamber and the secondary ear chamber also seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, and ran towards the coffin with their heads drooped quickly.

Even they have been affected.

In this case, they were already completely immersed in that weird aura, and Lin Feng knew that he would never wake up if he called them. Lin Feng had no choice but to take out the dragon scale in his hand, and the power of the true dragon blood in his whole body rose up around his body, resonating with the dragon scale.

Colorful light emanated from the dragon scales, illuminating the staff who wanted to come over and rush to the golden silk nanmu coffin

With his eyes in the air, he stepped back again and again.

With dragon scales in one hand, he forced those people back.

Lin Feng himself, quickly approached the golden silk nanmu coffin.

The six people in the coffin, including Xiahou Wen, were all crammed into a coffin, and their bodies writhed strangely.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, grabbed their clothes, and pulled a person out of the coffin.

After pulling them out, they were thrown on the ground four or five meters away.

All six of them were quickly thrown into the middle of the burial chamber.

They fell to the ground, struggling.

But.

When Lin Feng threw all of them out, Lin Feng found that the corpse of Li Yu in the golden silk nanmu coffin was actually only a flattened human skin. After this piece of human skin is flattened, it can also be seen that next to the coffin, there are also a lot of decaying human skin fragments in the gaps of those burial goods.

Except for human skin, no bones were seen of Li Wei.

Such a situation made Lin Feng feel.

Li Wei in this coffin seems to have shed his skin many times in the past thousand years.

Li Wei's body was not flattened by Xiahou Wen and them, but when Xiahou Wen and them fell into the coffin, Li Wei's body completed its last molt and seemed to have escaped from the coffin.

The reason why Lin Feng was able to think of these was naturally because he had read some strange stories in some ancient books.

What those anecdotes record are some methods of immortality.

Some are elixirs of life, and after eating them, they can directly live forever.

There are also some that need to be put to sleep for a long time after eating, and in the process of long sleep, they need to keep peeling off to complete the transformation, and when the last layer of skin comes off, that person can rejuvenate.

For some reason, when Lin Feng thought of this method of immortality, he suddenly thought of Longma Negative Picture Temple, the little monk Yuanxin who was called the patriarch.

The mystery on him is too deep.

Lin Feng always felt that he didn't seem to be from this era.

In addition to these, only those burial goods were left in the coffin.

If Li Wei successfully molted and rejuvenated, he would definitely take advantage of the chaos at this moment and escape from this golden silk nanmu coffin. The whole tomb is in a mess, he must be hiding somewhere, and the dragon bone Luo Shu must be in his hands.

At this time.

Lin Feng saw that Xiahou Wen's body trembled slightly.

He struggled to get up from the ground.

Lin Feng's feet moved, and he quickly came to Xiahou Wen's side, and turned to look behind him, but there was nothing behind him.

Xiahou Wen said.

"Mr. Lin, I just ...... It was as if something had jumped out from behind the coffin!"

Although there is lighting in the burial chamber, it is still relatively dark.

The people on the ground all got up at this time, but except for Xiahou Wen, who could speak, the other people were in a very strange state, and the staff on the periphery who were forced to retreat by Lin Feng also came over at this time.

They all looked at Lin Feng's side, their faces expressionless.

Lin Feng drew his sword.

With a flick of one hand, the sword stabbed the ground at the entrance of the tomb.

The sword is the thing that kills.

It has its own aura, and Lin Feng stabbed a sword in that place, naturally so that the thing hidden in the shadows could not get out of this tomb. That thing must be hiding behind someone.