The culvert was sealed with a white ball and arrived at the entrance of the small hole. I asked the comrade who had the spirit searching device first to search. After confirming that the ghosts were still sleeping, I climbed in with a soft ladder.
The aircraft was still flying in the air. I used a small electric drill to drill two holes in the white-closed soil wall, fixed one end of the ladder with two iron wedges, and then hung the ladder with just the end of the ladder, just the end of the ladder.
Daji and I naturally don’t need a soft ladder, just jump down, but these four comrades at the 17th place are ordinary soldiers (just have a little stronger physical fitness). If you jump down at a height of more than ten meters, you will not fall and you will have to break your legs!
After I made the ladder, I climbed down first and tried to make it stronger so that my hands would not fall!
When he was halfway through, Daji poked his head out of the cave, carried the instruments of two comrades, and jumped down.
Then the four comrades came down one after another, with instruments, weapons and protective gear on their backs. Under Daji's leadership, the comrade who searched for the spirit held the spirit search weapon (similar to a notebook with a matrix camera in front) and walked in front. The big black dots and dense small black dots on the screen remained in place, but they were not still, they were flashing like breathing.
There are many rivers on the ground, but they are not very wide due to the entire territory. Daji went down before, but he skipped Nanling, not a river.
I led my team members along the eastern foot of the Hengduan Mountains, crossed the Yangtze River, passed through the Sichuan Basin, and came to the Sanqin land!
There are steps below the main coffin. I climbed up and came to the edge of the coffin. I held my breath and untied the cover. I looked inside. It was empty. I had seen it before. Inside the coffin was a miniature underground palace, and there was another coffin. I jumped off the bottom of the coffin and came to the small coffin inside. The loess at the bottom of the coffin was very fresh, and there were about two iron shovels. The coffin was made of stone or blue jade. I don’t understand these. It was very cool to touch it. There were many strange patterns on it, including stars, birds, fish and beasts. In the gaps in the carvings, there was a layer of fine dew-like things. It should be the water vapor condensation caused by the breaking of the underground palace and the infiltration of the air.
There is no trace of placing things, but it is also spotless. The edges on the coffin are also very smooth, with no traces of sliding things, and no coffin lid is found, which means that the coffin is likely to be empty at the beginning!
Is this the suspicious tomb of the First Emperor?
No, if it is suspected that the tombs are so exquisitely built, it is said that it took more than 30 years, right?
So how luxurious his real coffin is!
(But later when I discovered the true tomb of Emperor First Emperor, I realized that I was wrong)
I touched the inner wall of the coffin, but didn't find any mechanism or anything, so I gave up this guy, lifted the coffin, went straight to the subject, went down from the east of the coffin platform, and came to the Changping coffin not far away.
On the display screen of the gay holding the spirit search weapon, a huge black dot was rising and falling rhythmically, and it was the resentful spirit sleeping!
I don’t know what the image of that resentful spirit was in Daji’s consciousness, but she kept pinching her fingers nervously!
The captain who held the ghost catcher glanced at me, nodded, and let me stop first!
The captain adjusted the knob to 5,000. I shook my head and directly helped him to adjust the knob to 12,000. It was the limit. Didn’t Daji say that this resentful spirit is very powerful. Since I’m not sure, just use the ultimate move!
The captain nodded and gave his thumbs up with his left hand
The lesbian who held the spirit collector raised a pan-like instrument, aimed it at the coffin, and nodded, looking quite like Hongtaro. I remember that she seemed to be a major's girlfriend. I forgot what her name was, and it seemed to be Wang Xiaohong or something!
After both of them were in place, I took a deep breath and pulled the two handles on the top of the coffin with both hands. Daji was beside me, and a purple air was extended with my right hand to help me protect my body. I pinched the Soul-Clearing Technique with my left hand, just in case
Everything was ready. I exerted force with my arms and exerted force to the side. The top of the sarcophagus was slightly moved, but there was no gap yet. I just tried the strength. The coffin lid was about 200 kilograms, not very heavy (I used real energy). I opened my eyes and aimed the ghost catcher at the captain on the edge of the coffin. I looked in through the mask. The guy was very nervous, and his forehead was sweating above the glasses (it was very cold in the underground palace)!
I nodded at him, exerted force again with my arms, and moved the coffin lid away most of the time!
A strong light burst out from the ghost-chasing weapon, and a white lightning ball shot into the coffin. My hands clearly felt an amazing force, and the coffin lid was so vibrated that it flew away!
My hands are still on the handle, don't smash other things on the ground!
I controlled the flying coffin lid and threw it into the Yellow Sea mercury on the east side of Taishan and the east side of the mountain!
The sarcophagus coffin lid hit the mercury, and many round bead-shaped waves splashed towards the island country. The sarcophagus board sank a little, then floated on the sea surface.
I had no time to appreciate the strange scenes in the sea, so I quickly looked back at the coffin!
The white ball lightning is still exaggerating, and has been exaggerated into the entire coffin. However, looking at Daji's smiling expression (she does not wear a mask), it seems that she has successfully suppressed the resentful spirit!
The lesbian on the other side saw that the time was ripe, so he pressed the pan. Oh no, a button on the handle of the spirit collector, and the white lightning in the coffin immediately folded to the pan, and was absorbed by the ghost collector little by little!
The captain there let go of the button, the high-voltage current stopped input, the pan collected all the white light, and the coffin calmed down!
My grass! What a handsome corpse!
A young man's uncorrupted corpse lying in the coffin!
When Bai Qi died, shouldn't he be an old man of sixty or seventy years old (he died in 257 BC and his birth year is unknown, but judging from the 40 or fifty years of war history he stayed in history, he was at least in his sixties)?
The man in the coffin was wearing black and shiny armor, and only exposed his face. He was slender and looked about the same height as me. His face was rosy and not like a dead person at all!
Why do you look so familiar?
The other two comrades also stepped forward and looked into the coffin, but immediately the five of them looked at me!
What are you doing? Be careful of zombie fraud! I warned
Master... Why are you lying in the coffin! Daji said in surprise
What?
I?
I took a closer look and fucked me!
It's really me!
No wonder it looks a bit handsome!
I don’t remember very clearly about my own appearance. I am not a narcissistic person and rarely look in the mirror. But I often look at Xia Shu’s photos. We look 70 to 80% similar to Xia Shu. The guy in the coffin also looks 70 to 80% similar to Xia Shu!
It is indeed very similar to the one I saw in the mirror!
Suddenly I got goose bumps all over my body, and I felt a chill on my spine!
But soon, the face of the man in the coffin became dimmed, perhaps because of the oxygen entering!
Quick, take a photo!
I shouted to Wang Ji, "I cannot effectively protect the cultural relics in the underground palace, but I have to solve the danger inside before the archaeological team comes down, so I brought a camera and took photos of the easily damaged items in time, which is the greatest rescue!"
Wang Ji recovered and picked up the camera hanging around his neck. Titicaca began to take pictures of the body that was oxidizing rapidly. When I saw the flash light flashing, I felt impulse and couldn't help but lie on the edge of the coffin, leaned in, and stretched out my upper body to Wang Ji's gesture: Major Wang, let's take a photo of us!
A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, quickly adjusted the focal length, and then ticilated several times.
When he looked at the handsome guy in the coffin again, his face began to turn blue, collapsed, and quickly corroded into liquid, turning into a pile of corpse water, leaving only a pure white skeleton, but he was also quite handsome!
The armor also began to collapse, and the corpse should have rotted at the same time. After the corpse stopped moving, a layer of blue-black liquid had flowed from the bottom of the coffin. This is inevitable. With the current archaeological technology, it seems that this problem of rapid oxidation cannot be solved, so many ancient tombs were damaged to varying degrees during excavation, which may be one of the reasons why the country has refused to start the underground palace of the imperial tombs!
I looked at the screen of the spirit searching tool again. The big black dot had disappeared. Of course, the dense small black dots in the palace were still there, ready to move, as if they were a little more active than just now
I noticed that there were many words engraved on the inner wall of the coffin, all of which were small seals, similar to the ones under the jade seal. I couldn't understand them. Wang Ji had already taken a photo and could go back and ask Dr. Wen to find an ancient philologist to decipher it. It should be able to unravel the secret of this handsome identity as a corpse!
But the possibility of him being Bai Qi is not very high!
First, the age is not consistent, and second, Bai Qi is so fierce, how could he be so elegant and handsome?
Of course, if you can be buried here, you will definitely not be an ordinary person, but what about me?
This feeling is confusing. Is it okay?
Could it be my past life?
Only then did I notice that in front of the corpse's armor, I was holding a sword in both hands. Because it was also black, I didn't pay much attention at the beginning.
I glanced at Wang Ji and after I confirmed that the photo was taken, I pulled away the corpse's guard and pulled out the sword. It was black all over, without scabbards, and the hilt was not as tassel-like decorations. Its shape was very similar to the Yue King Goujian sword in Wushan Museum, but it was longer and narrower, and it could look seventy centimeters long.
There are two words engraved at the place where the sword body and the hilt are connected. They are not the bird's head body, but the same as the two words Changping next to the coffin. You can recognize it. It is Ling Yi. It should be the name of this sword. It seems that famous swords in ancient times have names. The sword-casting master named it. It is cast on it when the sword is cast, rather than later, so it seems natural and difficult to forge it.
Ling Yi means massacre barbarians?
I handed the sword to Wang Ji, and Wang Ji took it, took out a telescopic plastic bag from his pocket and prepared to put it in, but when he saw the words on the sword, he trembled and looked shocked.
What's wrong? I asked
Wang Ji took a deep breath, took off his mask, and said only four words: This is the sword used by Fusu to commit suicide!
(I'm writing in a cafe now, I'm going to close... I'll write more tomorrow)
The aircraft was still flying in the air. I used a small electric drill to drill two holes in the white-closed soil wall, fixed one end of the ladder with two iron wedges, and then hung the ladder with just the end of the ladder, just the end of the ladder.
Daji and I naturally don’t need a soft ladder, just jump down, but these four comrades at the 17th place are ordinary soldiers (just have a little stronger physical fitness). If you jump down at a height of more than ten meters, you will not fall and you will have to break your legs!
After I made the ladder, I climbed down first and tried to make it stronger so that my hands would not fall!
When he was halfway through, Daji poked his head out of the cave, carried the instruments of two comrades, and jumped down.
Then the four comrades came down one after another, with instruments, weapons and protective gear on their backs. Under Daji's leadership, the comrade who searched for the spirit held the spirit search weapon (similar to a notebook with a matrix camera in front) and walked in front. The big black dots and dense small black dots on the screen remained in place, but they were not still, they were flashing like breathing.
There are many rivers on the ground, but they are not very wide due to the entire territory. Daji went down before, but he skipped Nanling, not a river.
I led my team members along the eastern foot of the Hengduan Mountains, crossed the Yangtze River, passed through the Sichuan Basin, and came to the Sanqin land!
There are steps below the main coffin. I climbed up and came to the edge of the coffin. I held my breath and untied the cover. I looked inside. It was empty. I had seen it before. Inside the coffin was a miniature underground palace, and there was another coffin. I jumped off the bottom of the coffin and came to the small coffin inside. The loess at the bottom of the coffin was very fresh, and there were about two iron shovels. The coffin was made of stone or blue jade. I don’t understand these. It was very cool to touch it. There were many strange patterns on it, including stars, birds, fish and beasts. In the gaps in the carvings, there was a layer of fine dew-like things. It should be the water vapor condensation caused by the breaking of the underground palace and the infiltration of the air.
There is no trace of placing things, but it is also spotless. The edges on the coffin are also very smooth, with no traces of sliding things, and no coffin lid is found, which means that the coffin is likely to be empty at the beginning!
Is this the suspicious tomb of the First Emperor?
No, if it is suspected that the tombs are so exquisitely built, it is said that it took more than 30 years, right?
So how luxurious his real coffin is!
(But later when I discovered the true tomb of Emperor First Emperor, I realized that I was wrong)
I touched the inner wall of the coffin, but didn't find any mechanism or anything, so I gave up this guy, lifted the coffin, went straight to the subject, went down from the east of the coffin platform, and came to the Changping coffin not far away.
On the display screen of the gay holding the spirit search weapon, a huge black dot was rising and falling rhythmically, and it was the resentful spirit sleeping!
I don’t know what the image of that resentful spirit was in Daji’s consciousness, but she kept pinching her fingers nervously!
The captain who held the ghost catcher glanced at me, nodded, and let me stop first!
The captain adjusted the knob to 5,000. I shook my head and directly helped him to adjust the knob to 12,000. It was the limit. Didn’t Daji say that this resentful spirit is very powerful. Since I’m not sure, just use the ultimate move!
The captain nodded and gave his thumbs up with his left hand
The lesbian who held the spirit collector raised a pan-like instrument, aimed it at the coffin, and nodded, looking quite like Hongtaro. I remember that she seemed to be a major's girlfriend. I forgot what her name was, and it seemed to be Wang Xiaohong or something!
After both of them were in place, I took a deep breath and pulled the two handles on the top of the coffin with both hands. Daji was beside me, and a purple air was extended with my right hand to help me protect my body. I pinched the Soul-Clearing Technique with my left hand, just in case
Everything was ready. I exerted force with my arms and exerted force to the side. The top of the sarcophagus was slightly moved, but there was no gap yet. I just tried the strength. The coffin lid was about 200 kilograms, not very heavy (I used real energy). I opened my eyes and aimed the ghost catcher at the captain on the edge of the coffin. I looked in through the mask. The guy was very nervous, and his forehead was sweating above the glasses (it was very cold in the underground palace)!
I nodded at him, exerted force again with my arms, and moved the coffin lid away most of the time!
A strong light burst out from the ghost-chasing weapon, and a white lightning ball shot into the coffin. My hands clearly felt an amazing force, and the coffin lid was so vibrated that it flew away!
My hands are still on the handle, don't smash other things on the ground!
I controlled the flying coffin lid and threw it into the Yellow Sea mercury on the east side of Taishan and the east side of the mountain!
The sarcophagus coffin lid hit the mercury, and many round bead-shaped waves splashed towards the island country. The sarcophagus board sank a little, then floated on the sea surface.
I had no time to appreciate the strange scenes in the sea, so I quickly looked back at the coffin!
The white ball lightning is still exaggerating, and has been exaggerated into the entire coffin. However, looking at Daji's smiling expression (she does not wear a mask), it seems that she has successfully suppressed the resentful spirit!
The lesbian on the other side saw that the time was ripe, so he pressed the pan. Oh no, a button on the handle of the spirit collector, and the white lightning in the coffin immediately folded to the pan, and was absorbed by the ghost collector little by little!
The captain there let go of the button, the high-voltage current stopped input, the pan collected all the white light, and the coffin calmed down!
My grass! What a handsome corpse!
A young man's uncorrupted corpse lying in the coffin!
When Bai Qi died, shouldn't he be an old man of sixty or seventy years old (he died in 257 BC and his birth year is unknown, but judging from the 40 or fifty years of war history he stayed in history, he was at least in his sixties)?
The man in the coffin was wearing black and shiny armor, and only exposed his face. He was slender and looked about the same height as me. His face was rosy and not like a dead person at all!
Why do you look so familiar?
The other two comrades also stepped forward and looked into the coffin, but immediately the five of them looked at me!
What are you doing? Be careful of zombie fraud! I warned
Master... Why are you lying in the coffin! Daji said in surprise
What?
I?
I took a closer look and fucked me!
It's really me!
No wonder it looks a bit handsome!
I don’t remember very clearly about my own appearance. I am not a narcissistic person and rarely look in the mirror. But I often look at Xia Shu’s photos. We look 70 to 80% similar to Xia Shu. The guy in the coffin also looks 70 to 80% similar to Xia Shu!
It is indeed very similar to the one I saw in the mirror!
Suddenly I got goose bumps all over my body, and I felt a chill on my spine!
But soon, the face of the man in the coffin became dimmed, perhaps because of the oxygen entering!
Quick, take a photo!
I shouted to Wang Ji, "I cannot effectively protect the cultural relics in the underground palace, but I have to solve the danger inside before the archaeological team comes down, so I brought a camera and took photos of the easily damaged items in time, which is the greatest rescue!"
Wang Ji recovered and picked up the camera hanging around his neck. Titicaca began to take pictures of the body that was oxidizing rapidly. When I saw the flash light flashing, I felt impulse and couldn't help but lie on the edge of the coffin, leaned in, and stretched out my upper body to Wang Ji's gesture: Major Wang, let's take a photo of us!
A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, quickly adjusted the focal length, and then ticilated several times.
When he looked at the handsome guy in the coffin again, his face began to turn blue, collapsed, and quickly corroded into liquid, turning into a pile of corpse water, leaving only a pure white skeleton, but he was also quite handsome!
The armor also began to collapse, and the corpse should have rotted at the same time. After the corpse stopped moving, a layer of blue-black liquid had flowed from the bottom of the coffin. This is inevitable. With the current archaeological technology, it seems that this problem of rapid oxidation cannot be solved, so many ancient tombs were damaged to varying degrees during excavation, which may be one of the reasons why the country has refused to start the underground palace of the imperial tombs!
I looked at the screen of the spirit searching tool again. The big black dot had disappeared. Of course, the dense small black dots in the palace were still there, ready to move, as if they were a little more active than just now
I noticed that there were many words engraved on the inner wall of the coffin, all of which were small seals, similar to the ones under the jade seal. I couldn't understand them. Wang Ji had already taken a photo and could go back and ask Dr. Wen to find an ancient philologist to decipher it. It should be able to unravel the secret of this handsome identity as a corpse!
But the possibility of him being Bai Qi is not very high!
First, the age is not consistent, and second, Bai Qi is so fierce, how could he be so elegant and handsome?
Of course, if you can be buried here, you will definitely not be an ordinary person, but what about me?
This feeling is confusing. Is it okay?
Could it be my past life?
Only then did I notice that in front of the corpse's armor, I was holding a sword in both hands. Because it was also black, I didn't pay much attention at the beginning.
I glanced at Wang Ji and after I confirmed that the photo was taken, I pulled away the corpse's guard and pulled out the sword. It was black all over, without scabbards, and the hilt was not as tassel-like decorations. Its shape was very similar to the Yue King Goujian sword in Wushan Museum, but it was longer and narrower, and it could look seventy centimeters long.
There are two words engraved at the place where the sword body and the hilt are connected. They are not the bird's head body, but the same as the two words Changping next to the coffin. You can recognize it. It is Ling Yi. It should be the name of this sword. It seems that famous swords in ancient times have names. The sword-casting master named it. It is cast on it when the sword is cast, rather than later, so it seems natural and difficult to forge it.
Ling Yi means massacre barbarians?
I handed the sword to Wang Ji, and Wang Ji took it, took out a telescopic plastic bag from his pocket and prepared to put it in, but when he saw the words on the sword, he trembled and looked shocked.
What's wrong? I asked
Wang Ji took a deep breath, took off his mask, and said only four words: This is the sword used by Fusu to commit suicide!
(I'm writing in a cafe now, I'm going to close... I'll write more tomorrow)
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