The size and size of the stone chamber are very ordinary, without any polishing or relief. I obviously found that my flashlight first reaction was to find a way to move forward, while the fat man's flashlight was looking at what was inside.

There are wooden boxes all around, and if you don’t look carefully, you might think it’s a short coffin! There is also a coffin in the middle of these boxes. This coffin looks very strange. It’s not about the appearance, but it seems that it shouldn’t be placed here.

The boxes around were very messy, and it felt like someone had moved the boxes and then made a place to put the coffin here. The problem was that the coffin was not even placed right and was placed around obliquely.

The fat man was particularly interested in the box and kept telling me that he would look at one box, but I firmly stopped him. We came to the edge of the coffin and saw many strange tools that were already rusted, but at a glance they knew they were modern tools.

#8221; Someone has been here, but it’s not the guys. It seems that they have been here a long time ago." The fat man kicked the tools a few times. I looked at the tools and found that those accessories were used for brackets, lifting, sliding, and upper shoulders, which seemed to be used to transport this coffin.

#8221;It should be the thing from the archaeological team in the late 1970s, and it seems that this coffin was carried out from where they did."

The fat man picked up a small part from the ground, blew it, and said, "Do they want to transport this coffin?"

I turned my eyes to the coffin.

The coffin is made of wood, with iron wrapped around all four corners, which serves as a protective effect. The coffin was not opened and was placed there almost intact.

#8221;Why?” I said, “This coffin is not very eye-catching, and they didn’t transport it out!”

#8221;Don’t say, don’t guess the archaeological team’s heart, it will be hard to guess.” The fat man said, “Don’t worry, keep moving forward. God wants you to know you will know. If we can know where the coffin was lifted, there will be more clues.”

#8221;Wait!" I said. I suddenly saw a strange phenomenon on the coffin surface, "Did you see the pattern of this coffin? "

#8221;Where have you seen it?" The fat man was puzzled.

I said: "There are also such patterns on the coffin we saw upstairs and in Zhang Qiling's tomb. Could this be the same as the Zhang Qiling generation?"

#8221;If it is here, then it is the first generation Zhang Qiling." The fat man said. After saying that, he looked at me, tsk, and grabbed my hand, "Wait a minute, naive, I have a few words to remind you."

#8221;What?"

#8221; Will this coffin be transported from the ancient tomb by the archaeological team, and it may be the first generation Zhang Qiling? If so, do you think there will be any key secrets hidden in this coffin? Of course, all this is just my speculation, but, thinking about your past entanglements, when things come to this point, we will never come in again. I stand on your side and consider for you whether you want to open this coffin and take a look?"

#8221;You are you trying to open it yourself, right?" I asked him.

The fat man shook his head seriously: "No, I just want to go out safely now. I think of your past days, maybe the answer is in this coffin. I will know after just one opening, naive, it will be opened in three minutes. Since you want to know, you should try it."

I looked at his expression and realized that he didn't seem to be joking. However, everything he said was indeed correct and the speculation was reasonable.

#8221;You are right." I looked at the top of my head, and there seemed to be no movement, so I said, "Damn it, let's go and take a look."

It is a troublesome to pry the coffin when there is no tool. We took out the iron thorn and found that the top of the wooden coffin was so tight that it could not even be found in the gap. In the end, the fat man looked down and said, "It's the reverse, it's the reverse! The coffin was placed on the back. They really disrespect people!"

I lowered my head and sure enough, the coffin was poured down one by one. Because it was a square coffin, it didn't look strange if it was placed.

Fatty and I compared the drawings and found that with the physical strength of the two of us, it was impossible to turn the coffin over. At this angle now, it was impossible to pry open the lid of the coffin. The fat man said, don’t worry, just dig the hole from the back of the butt and punch the bottom of the coffin before talking!

We used iron thorns as hammers and hit them bit by bit. The fat man was ruthless perhaps to follow the three-minute agreement he said. Soon he smashed a crack in the bottom of the coffin, and it would be easier to deal with it. We inserted the iron thorns into it and pried it. In a while, we made a crack in the bottom of the coffin with a long arm and a wide coke bottle.

The fat man inserted the iron thorn into the crack and stirred it up. I said, "Put everything inside to one side. I want to see the genealogy behind the lid of the coffin." The fat man said, "It's not possible to push it aside, you have to get it all out!"

The fat man was really able to take the lead. I was lazy to pay attention to him and asked him to pull his hand into the coffin. Soon he grabbed something and pulled it out. Only halfway through, the fat man screamed.

What he pulled out turned out to be a wet corpse's hand.

#8221;Don't be surprised, you have seen it before!" I said.

#8221: It's not this, look at your fingers." He said.

I saw that all the fingers on this hand were wearing rings. The ring glowed a very strange light, not like a gem or a metal. Moreover, the shape of the ring was very strange - just one look, I knew that it was absolutely impossible to be in the Central Plains style, it was probably from the Western Regions, or even from Nepal at that time.

The wet corpse's fingernails were very long, but there seemed to be no danger in going there. The fat man took the rings one by one and put them directly into his pocket, saying, "I was shocked by the lust of this hand! I thought the Zhang family was a very simple and low-key ethnic group, like a young man, just sucking wind and drinking dew every day."
Chapter completed!