There are taboos in all industries. I threw away the Ming Qi and wanted to wash my hands, but unfortunately there was no water.

This thing is equivalent to a house purchase contract signed by a living person and the underworld, and can also be understood as a document for a yin house.

I remember that there are a lot of these things in the Literature and History Museum in the Hebei Museum. They were written with a brush dipped in cinnabar. The lower part was the style I just saw. The handwriting that was not clear in the upper part should be "The King of Hell's letter to the earth."

I took out the lighter and lit this thing, which was unlucky.

The fire burned, Lao Zhang looked sad, and only money was seen in his eyes.

"Let's go, stop watching, why are you stunned?"

Lao Zhang came to his senses and hurriedly handed me the hammer.

The tomb sealing door is not a whole piece of wood, but is made up of six square woods. I used a chisel hammer to smash the square wood in the middle, and then looked inside.

The main tomb chamber is very dark, and the lightning spreads inch by inch by inch, and the situation in the tomb chamber is roughly seen clearly.

The main tomb chamber of the burial owner of the tomb is about 30 square meters above it is a treasure roof made of blue bricks. A layer of dry yellow moss grows between the cracks of the bricks. It is proved that water has been in the tomb before.

Besides, this is a farmland and villagers may still water it.

I slowly moved to the left with my flashlight. Finally, the flashlight beam was frozen on a row of coffins.

There are five ancient coffins, with big heads rushing west and placed side by side in the corner of the wall. Four of them are seriously deformed and the whole is flat. The coffin in the corner looks intact, but is also covered with dust.

I thought to myself, "Is this... a family tomb of a rich man in ancient times?"

There is a situation like "five coffins and one room", but it is rare in Sichuan and Tibet.

I patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder and pointed to the top of the tomb again.

Lao Zhang understood what I meant. He suppressed his excitement and ran to the end of the tomb passage, raised his head and learned to bark at the thief hole.

"Wang."

Soon, in response, two cat meows came from above the entrance of the cave.

“Meow, Meow.”

The cat meow was learned by his wife, which means that the surroundings are safe and there is no situation.

"Go, take the cloth bag and prepare to open the coffin."

I threw the bag in first, and then the person got in. After I stood firm, I was about to pull the bag open, but suddenly I saw a yellow light lit up from the corner of my eyes.

"What are you doing?"

I saw Lao Zhang take out a white candle from his arms and lit it. He stood the candle in the corner of the tomb wall and said, "I have heard someone tell you before that this is the rule of the lieutenant of the gold-touching school. We must abide by the rules."

I don't bother with him, just click it, just look at it.

Pushing open the lid of the coffin, Lao Zhang and I looked in at the same time.

There is half a coffin inside, and it has a strange and unpleasant sour smell.

We call this special smell "coffin smell". I took a deep breath and a smile appeared on my face. It was this smell... it smelled better than the smell on girls.

Seeing my face full of intoxication, Lao Zhang asked, "What's wrong with me, brother?"

I said you don't understand.

This smell proves that the tomb has never been opened since it was buried. Moreover, the "black mud" seen in the coffin is also a good thing. It is all formed by the deceased clothes, silk, longevity and other organic silk fabrics worn by the dead before their lives.

If the coffin is opened without such black mud, there are generally two situations.

The tomb owner is too poor to afford to wear clothes, and he is stolen.

"Come to Lao Zhang and hold your pocket."

"My God, what is this! Human thigh?"

Seeing me take out something from the mud, the fellow villager was shocked.

"What's the big man's thigh? This is a bottle, an elephant leg bottle from the Liao and Jin dynasties, also known as a chicken leg bottle."

"I haven't seen it before. How much is this worth?" Old Zhang hurriedly opened his pocket.
Chapter completed!