I Can’t Play This Game Anymore

Looking at King Zhao's coffin which was close at hand, Ji Han thought for a moment and said:

"I suggest that we search the surrounding utensils first. In case something happens when the coffin is opened, there will be no time to search these things outside."

Everyone thought it was right, if the divine pillar was hidden outside, there would be no need to bother.

Eggplant joked: "Okay, Ji Han, you are very proficient in business, and you said you have never been a captain of Mojin."

Ji Han scolded: "If you slander me again, I won't help you next time I'm in danger."

I said in my heart that I haven't done tomb robbery, haven't read novels and played games, which cemetery player can still survive after completing the journey, isn't it all collapsed?

Therefore, it is indeed a rule of thumb to search for the surrounding utensils first.

The four of them rummaged through the utensils around the coffin. Most of these funerary objects were daily necessities from the Warring States Period, and there was nothing special about them.

It seems that in order to build this big tomb, this Zhao Wangdai can be regarded as giving all he has.

At this time, Chen Ke shouted: "Hey, here's a box."

Everyone gathered together, and sure enough, they saw a big box that was almost rusted into a whole piece.

The lid of the box and the joints are sealed with plaster, which seems to protect the contents of the box well.

Eggplant joked:

"It's well protected. It's not the private money of an old boy like King Zhao, is it?"

Song Qian rarely answered an eggplant joke:

"If you still buried your private money when you died, it means that your wife is really ruthless."

"Brother Ji, how is it? Open it and have a look?"

Ji Han asked everyone to step back and said:

"It must be opened, but I suggest that everyone stand back and use military thorns to open it. After all, King Zhao has made us suffer a lot, and we can't suffer any more."

Everyone also deeply believed that the tomb-guarding mechanism left by the last monarch more than 2,000 years ago was very harmful.

The four of them stepped back a little, and the eggplant pulled out the military thorn, took a deep breath, and waved sideways towards the green plaster.

With a "click", the box split in half like a watermelon.

Seeing that there is indeed no mechanism, the four people stepped forward and pushed the cover off.

A dozen bundles of bamboo slips fell out of the box and fell to the ground.

Eggplant "Oh?" said:

"You said these are not pornographic books hoarded by the old boy Zhao Wang?"

Chen Ke said with a wicked smile:

"Brother Qie, who is not allowed to delete his browsing history before he dies, to leave his innocence in the world, how can he leave pornographic books in the cemetery to affect his innocence in future generations?"

"Grass, that's right."

Ji Han lowered his head, picked up a bundle of bamboo slips and gently opened them, but he didn't expect them to be so well preserved.

It should be caused by the box being sealed with green plaster to isolate the oxygen from the outside world.

Although the characters on the bamboo slips are mottled and mottled and very old, fortunately, the members of the translation package of the quantum wave reading method are not in vain, and these characters can be understood.

There are three words written on the front of the first volume: "Chong Wu Jing".

Still follow the previous method, first flip through and record the text, after all the box is opened, the text on the bamboo slips cannot be guaranteed to be stored for a long time.

What is recorded here is that King Zhao was exiled to the land of Nanwu after his country was destroyed and his family was destroyed. He saw all kinds of strange insects and witchcraft there, and recorded some of them.

Everyone knew Ji Han's habit of reading books, so they carefully opened the bamboo slips and handed them over to him. Song Qian came over and asked after reading more than a dozen volumes:

"Brother Han, what is written on it?"

Ji Han answered truthfully:

"It records the unique witchcraft and bugs encountered by Zhao Wangdai when he was dispatched to the land of southern witches."

Eggplant laughed and scolded:

"Fuck, Darwin called himself an expert. How could the last emperor have such a mind? Maybe he can be an entomologist in modern times.

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Ji Han frowned and said:

"But there is a problem. There is a third volume missing in the middle of the consecutive bamboo slips. And I didn't find it in these bamboo slips. It's about the worm called 'Chi' who told the general of the Daliao that he could become an immortal. introduce."

Chen Ke also curiously said:

"Brother Ji, when it comes to this, I have never thought about it. You said that this Zhao Wangdai, he said that the 'red' worms add blood pools, and they will live forever after a thousand years. Is it true or false? If it is true , why doesn’t he put his own coffin on it to enjoy? If it’s fake, this King Zhao has spent so much energy on his behalf just to trick future generations into watching jokes? And we did see a blood man living in the pool of blood ah."

Song Qian guessed:

"I think this Zhao Wangdai just wanted to use the blood pool to hide his real tomb. After all, the blood pool was built outside, and the descendants who came looking for Feng Shui will use the blood pool without destroying it like General Daliao. , so that King Zhao can hide his real tomb."

What Song Qian said made sense, but she still couldn't explain why King Zhao didn't enjoy the blood in the blood pool. Even if he knew it was fake, he would be dead anyway, so it wouldn't hurt to try it.

Eggplant clapped his hands and said:

"Let me tell you, everyone, the coffin of this old boy, King Zhao, is right in front of us. Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Let's just open it and see if it's right."

Now that the surrounding broken copper and rotten iron were almost searched, Ji Han had no objection, and the four of them returned to the coffin.

Because the coffin is divided into inner and outer layers, the coffin is for the dead, and the outer layer is the outer layer of the coffin.

In order to prevent traps on the coffin, such as corrosive liquids, poisonous needles and darts, the four still adopted a safe way to open the coffin.

First use the military stab to open the seam carefully, and then use the flying claws to pull the coffin cover away.

With a "bang", the heavy coffin cover fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

But nothing happened, and the four of them approached again, and everyone felt that they were about to suffer a nervous breakdown from this nasty Zhao Wangdai.

A red coffin is stored in the outer coffin.

Chen Ke sighed:

"In the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, the division of coffins was very strict. The emperor had two coffins and five coffins, and the princes had one coffin and three coffins. The king of Zhao has one coffin and one coffin. It seems that he really has no money."

Eggplant scolded:

"Grass, they are used to it, that's enough, let's open the coffin."

Saying that, Qiezi lifted the coffin lid lightly, unexpectedly, he really lifted a corner of the coffin lid.

Even Eggplant was stunned.

This coffin has no coffin nails!

No matter how economical you are, you can't leave the coffin nails sealed, right?

Although the body of the deceased is placed in the coffin, generally no traps will be set up, but everyone still wants to be careful to be on the safe side.

However, seeing that the coffin lid was raised and nothing happened, Zhizhi breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, and lifted the coffin lid violently with one hand.

Everyone's weapons are also loaded and ready. If Zhao Wang, an old boy, turns into a dead body, immediately let him feel the charm of contemporary hot weapons.

As the lid of the coffin was lifted, everyone still heard a crisp sound of "click".

After Ji Hanxin finished speaking, in the end he fell into the trap of the old boy Wang Zhao.

Everyone hurriedly alerted their surroundings, but it ended with a "click", but nothing else happened, as if it was just the sound of the coffin itself.

The three of them saw Qiezi standing in front of the coffin and staring at the coffin, motionless, so they all leaned over and looked inside the coffin.

I saw that the coffin was empty, except for a bundle of bamboo slips.