Chapter 14: Opening the coffin

What the fat man said made sense. I sighed and thought to myself, why Uncle San could escape twice, what method did he use? When he came out the second time, he didn't have diving equipment. Could it be that he swam out of the ancient tomb with his breath?

There must be something in the things he has experienced that I don’t know, but I just don’t say this old man, Uncle San, do you know that your few words of light words may kill your nephew at the bottom of the sea more than ten meters deep.

Both of them didn't say anything, as if they were thinking about the whole matter. I also thought about it in my mind. In fact, there were only a few roads to get out of the ancient tomb. One was to return the same way, which was of course impossible, unless our lung capacity was the same as that of dolphins. The second was to find the secret passage left by the craftsmen at the beginning. This was a way to make half of the achievements in drought, but it was probably not realistic in the sea pit, because the tomb of the shipwreck was repaired on the ship and then sank to the bottom of the sea. Even if the passage was used, it would inevitably lead to the sea, and the water became the most convenient medium to isolate yin and yang.

The third is the stupidest trick - dig it out directly. I looked up at the treasure top and saw only the bricks. I couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that even if I could dig it, it was a huge project.

I tried to design this undersea tomb myself and see what would be better on the top of the treasure if I followed the simplest architectural principle.

What is certain now is that bricks alone will definitely not be able to form an airtight structure. There must be sealed in the gaps of bricks. There should be multiple layers of fire paint on the wooden boards to make water-sealing layers, and then paste soil on the top.

Thinking of this, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and had a bold plan. I said to them excitedly: "Actually, we don't have to be afraid. I guess we are only ten meters away from the sea. In order to accommodate this elevator, this tomb chamber must be built very high. The tomb top is not too far from the sea bottom. If it is really not possible, you can dig it up directly. The water on the sea bucket is not very deep. If it is done at low tide, I guess as long as the sand on it does not collapse, I still have a chance to go out."

The fat man waved his hand and said lazily: "When we came in, we didn't bring any tools. There were whole stone bricks on it. How could we dig it with, and did we use our hands?"

I said, "You don't understand this. Most of the bricks in the tombs buried under the sea are hollow. They can be pressed or smashed. As long as we can find a few metal things and knock them hard, we will definitely make a hole."

When the fat man heard this, he was shocked and said, "Hey—this method may work. Let's not fight any more. Just turn some tools out. This tomb is so big, so there must be bronze ware for funeral in the main tomb chamber."

This is how this person is. If he is dead, he doesn't want to do anything, but once he knows that there is still a glimmer of hope, his whole body will be mobilized. My mind is very fast, and I suddenly have a draft of the hole-punching method in my heart. I am learning architecture in college. I am so familiar with this thing. After careful consideration, all aspects meet the conditions. As long as the hole can be completed within the few dozen minutes of the ebb, the possibility of escaping is very good!

At this time, the Megumi said: "There is still a long time before the tide. I don't know if the air here can last until that time. Everything depends on God's will."

The fat man jumped up and said, "Damn it, no matter whether he is waxing or not, I will ask someone to chisel it open first. It's too frustrating to be so suffocated. I would rather find a zongzi to be bitten to death!"

I originally wanted to tell him that if he dig through it when the tide is not low, the water above his head will be at least 2 meters deep, and the water rushed in at once. Not to mention climbing out, it would take about a few minutes to fill the tomb so big that it was all over. But I saw that he was so excited that I didn't want to hit him.

The three of us cheered up and sorted out our things, and walked towards the figurine road. As soon as we left the stone gate of the corridor, the three of us were stunned at the same time. The fat man scolded: "This place is so damn evil."

In front of us, a door appeared where the brick wall was originally still there. I shone it with a flashlight and saw a huge golden nanmu coffin inside the door.

Given the inference of the double-layer structure of the tomb chamber, I don’t find it strange that there is a door here. It must be that when we were talking just now, the room on this side also shifted up and down. Although I don’t know the intention of the tomb owner’s design, I will not panic again.

But this was a coffin inside, which scared me. This golden nanmu is a top-notch coffin material. For thousands of years, the size of the coffin has been determined by the size of the wood. The coffin is huge. It seems that the nanmu logs used for coffin are probably about the same thickness as the 32 golden nanmu used for giant pillars in the Changling of Ming Dynasty. This thing may be more valuable than a piece of silver that is waiting for.

But how could such a precious coffin be so strange? If such a precious coffin can only be placed in the ear chamber, then the main tomb room would be at least a golden coffin. I felt it became more and more inexplicable. The owner of this tomb room had no rules. Not only did he disrupt the Feng Shui location here, but he also set up extremely clever traps everywhere, but he did not take human life. I don’t know what he wanted to do.

When I saw the coffin, I would inevitably itch my hands, especially such a majestic one, there must be a lot of good things inside. When I saw the fat man's eyes straightened, I smiled and said, "Why, I don't even want my life when I see the coffin. Why don't I go in and grab a few of them first?"

I was sarcastic about him, but who knew he didn't hear it. He said seriously: "You fat man, I have a high awareness. Now our main task is to find tools to wear off the tomb of this dog god. Don't let me go. When we get the guys, it's not too late to come back and get a few more!"

When I heard him blowing his nose, I found it funny and said, "When you come back, you know if this door is still there. Maybe you will turn it down again."

The fat man still thought about this clear weapon. When he heard it, he felt it made sense and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. At this time, Mon Oil Bottle suddenly waved his hand to us and said softly: "Don't talk."

We saw that he had a serious expression and hurriedly covered his mouth. He didn't know what happened. He pulled out his air gun and said softly: "This is not an ordinary coffin, this is a corpse-raising coffin."

I didn't understand it and looked at him in confusion, but he didn't want to explain much at all. He walked into the ear chamber where the coffin was placed. The fat man originally wanted to maintain his image of high awareness. When he saw that the Duo Oil Bottle was honest and unceremonious, he rushed to the coffin and immediately regained his low awareness nature and hurriedly followed in.

When I saw that the corridor was pitch black, it was too scary to stay outside alone, so I didn't dare to neglect it, so I followed it in.

This room is exactly the same as the one we came to. There are two giant pythons on the top of the treasure, and a spring in the middle. It’s just that there are no porcelains to bury them, only a huge coffin is placed three feet away from the wall.

The oil bottle pulled out the saber and inserted it directly into the casket, slowly slashing it, as if he was looking for some mechanism. The fat man thought he was going to open the coffin and shouted: "Let's slow down, look at your young man so honest, how can you see the coffin like a desperate person?" Then he took out a candle and ran to the corner to think about it.

When I saw it, I was so angry that I cursed: "Fuck we just have a little air. You light a candle, you're desperate."

The fat man said angrily: "A candle can burn you so much air. At worst, I will take a few less breaths." As he said that, he started to use the windproof lighter in his hand. When the fire lit up, it suddenly shone something in the corner. The fat man was usually brave enough and was so scared that he sat on the ground. When I saw him fall to the ground, I quickly turned on the flashlight and shook it away.

In the corner, there was a shriveled dead cat squatting. It was very big but it was already in a state of mummy. Its eyes were gazing straight at the fat man, most of the skin on his body had fallen, his chin was spreading, revealing a row of fangs, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

I was most afraid of death cats since I was a child. When I was a child, my family often killed the wild cats that caught the stolen fish on the tree and let them rot. I was young at that time and didn't understand what it was. As a result, one day when I was playing under the tree, a cat corpse on it had rotten and broken neck, and the cat's head fell into my hand. When I saw the fangs and eye holes, I was so scared that I peed my pants. I didn't come back for a few days.

The fat man saw that there was nothing but a cat corpse in front of him. He couldn't help but curse, kicked it away, and then lit a candle. He walked towards the coffin. I felt something was wrong. There was a cat corpse in the tomb. Are you not afraid of corpses?

However, there are too many unreasonable places in this place. I vaguely feel that the owner of the tomb is deliberately doing things against the rules, and everything is in reverse. If he can't have anything in the tomb, he will put it on. If he continues like this, he will not know what else he will encounter when he reaches the main tomb.

At this time, the oil bottle had found the eight treasures of the coffin. He took out the treasure box and hooked it in the crack of the coffin with two hooks inside. With a click, the mechanism cracked. At the same time, the entire coffin lid was bounced up, and a stream of black water suddenly surged out. The fat man didn't care about his disgust, so he pushed open the lid of the coffin and looked in, and shouted in fright: "Damn it, so many rice dumplings!"

As soon as the lid of the coffin opened, I felt a fishy smell coming to my face. When I went up and saw that the coffin was covered with black water, with water scattered and damp. I could vaguely see limbs crossed below. I don’t know how many corpses were inside, all of which had been waxed and stuck together, forming a huge corpse. I could count 12 with my hands alone. This scene was so disgusting.

When Mon Oil Bow saw this scene, he frowned, but his expression had already relaxed, and the gun in his hand also dropped. Judging from his changes, I guess this thing should be in no danger. I don’t know what he was nervous about just now.

There are a few dark golden round nails in the coffin, and they are nailed from top to bottom every few centimeters. It is impossible to see whether it is pure gold or gold-prone inches under the corpse. There is a strange thing under the corpse. The fat man shines inch by flashlight from bottom to top, and looks like a stone slab with words engraved. There are jade and ivory instruments between the corpses and hands, which are worth a lot and easy to carry.

The fat man felt itchy when he looked at it, but the corpse was too disgusting. No matter how reckless he was, he would not dare to put his hand into the coffin with a layer of human oil to catch things. He thought for a long time but couldn't figure out a way, so he had to give up and turn to study the corpse inside. He shook his head while looking at it: "This is so miserable. He also said that the owner of the tomb is a Taoist practitioner. He has put out such evil things. How could he be able to achieve Taoism? He deserves to be beaten by us."

I was not sure about it, but when I saw the scene here, I felt that my nerves were a little unstimulated, so I didn't dare to take a look again, and asked, "Why is this burial coffin so disgusting?"

The fat man laughed: "Little comrade, are you stupid? Who did you see that they were buried together like mohua? This thing was obviously buried alive. These people were piled up together and were suffocated to death by medicine and water. This is called nourishing qi and hiding the corpse."
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