Old Wu clenched his teeth, holding the copper chain in one hand and Xiaoya in the other. He thought that if something went wrong, he would use his own housekeeping skill, gecko swimming on the wall, and run away first. Cui Yuan also said that this is not the case.

It's not a bad habit. Working down there is a life-and-death situation. Saving a life is considered a skill.

Xie Fei stood next to the copper coffin and saw that as the copper coffin vibrated, complex changes began to occur on the coffin lid. The originally messy lines began to rotate and reorganize. Later, they actually combined into one word, the word Xie

I don't know it, but it looks like "kai" carved in ancient seal script.

Old Wu waited for a long time guarding the copper chain, but saw that there was no response from the copper coffin. The copper platform also returned to calmness, and now he felt a little calmer. He also walked over slowly, looked at the coffin lid, and felt suspicious. This

The characters are symmetrically distributed on the left and right, and there is a small character in the middle. It is very repetitive, and you can tell it has a lot of years at a glance. However, the lines of the font are smooth, the pen is smooth, and the writing is smooth and round, which is very special to the eyes.

Comfortable.

"This should be the word 'open'" Xiaoya came over and said after looking at it.

It is rumored that all Chinese characters were created by Cangjie. Cangjie, named Shihuang, was the historian of the Yellow Emperor in Xuanyuan. According to historical records, Cangjie had a face with four eyes and was born with wisdom. He often observed the round shape of Kuixing and the distance between the hooves of birds and beasts.

Zhiji was the first to create writing based on the shape of his image, which eradicated the thousand-year-old tradition of tying knots to record events, and created the foundation of civilization. He was revered as "Cangjie, the Patriarch of Literature."

In ancient times, people could only speak but not write, so it was very inconvenient to record things. Legend has it that one time, Cangjie's mother went out to pick mulberries, and Cangjie was alone at home weaving baskets. Suddenly, a friend of the same age came to him and told him,

One on the mountain killed an ox in the village and ate it. Cangjie was very angry and asked his companions to kill it.

Before leaving, he drew a tiger on the west wall of his house, and also drew a circle with a dot in it, which meant that he would go out to hunt tigers and would not come back until the sun had set. When Cangjie's mother returned, she saw a tiger drawn on the wall.

There was a well next to the tiger, and he mistakenly thought that his son had been forced by the tiger to jump into the well and fainted. In the evening, Cangjie came back from hunting and saw his mother's face was sallow and her breath was dying. He asked why he was sad, and she explained.

The original story was that he died soon after due to excessive fright. Cangjie regretted it and felt sad. From then on, he rode a donkey and left home, observing the local customs and customs, recording the dialects and idioms, and determined to create Chinese characters.

There was no paper at that time, so Cangjie recorded the collected information on tree bark and reed leaves. The donkeys and mules carried too much weight and died of exhaustion when they reached Cangjie Miao Village in Qishan County today. This is also Cangjie Miao Village.

The origin of Cangjie. Unable to move on, he found a hut to live in, writing and drawing from morning to night, and was busy making characters.

At that time, he was thinking about the two words "out" and "heavy". The word "heavy" should be the word "heavy" when adding mountains, and the word "out" should be the word "out" when traveling thousands of miles away. However, the noise of frogs disturbed his thoughts and he changed the word "out".

These two words were confused. In a fit of anger, he dipped his hands in thick ink and threw it into the pond next to him. The ink dots covered the frog's mouth with ink, and the frog stopped croaking. The frog's mouth is still there today.

They are all black. There is a poem that goes, "Cangjie was so thoughtful when he created characters that the little frog kept clucking. He sealed his mouth with a tap of ink with his magic pen, and he was silent forever." It is said that Cangjie created a lot of characters here, and there are folk poems.

This is evidence that "Cangjie created the Chinese character for one stone of millet, and Confucius read out seven measures of millet. The remaining two measures were useless and were scattered among neighboring countries as gifts to foreign barbarians."

Cangjie observed all things and created writing, which promoted human civilization, reformed laws, and made the people stronger. When writing was completed, ghosts entered the dragon's hiding place, and all beasts cried.

After hearing Xiaoya's explanation, Xie Fei felt more and more that this was the word "kai" for opening the door. The symmetrical parts on the left and right sides were exactly the two door panels of the door, and the one in the middle was the person who was about to push the door in.

"Since this is the word "open", then why hasn't the copper plate been opened? It couldn't be that it has been rusted to death for thousands of years underground, right?" After speaking, Old Wu looked at the copper coffin and raised his leg.

After Lao Wu finished kicking, he heard another "crack" sound in the copper coffin. Xie Fei secretly thought that it was not good. Maybe some mechanism had been triggered again. Lao Wu was really killed. The three of them were not even close to leaving the copper coffin.

Bu Yuan, if there really was a concealed crossbow, it would be difficult not to die. Xie Fei was looking for a place to hide, when he heard the cover on the copper coffin crack with a "click".

The three of them couldn't help but step forward to take a closer look. However, they were so frightened by the scene in front of them that they felt cold all over.

Inside the copper coffin was a young woman with an intact face.

Wearing nine sets of large coffin clothes, the coffin clothes were as red as fire, embroidered with large peony patterns, and the collar and cuffs were edged with gold threads. They were extremely gorgeous and luxurious. Looking up again, the three of them were suddenly surprised.

They saw that the woman's face was pale, her eyes were closed tightly, and two lines of blood and tears were flowing out of the corners of her eyes. When she saw the gazes of the three people, her eyelids seemed to move slightly, revealing the pupils that had long been dilated. Coupled with the bright and dark lights in the cave.

There was a bright light, and the whole scene suddenly became extremely strange.

The three of them were so frightened that they all took a step back. Since ancient times, the types of coffins have been extremely complicated. According to the material, they can be roughly divided into stone coffins, wooden coffins and vessel coffins. The vessel coffins are further divided into gold coffins, crystal coffins and copper coffins.

, as well as silver coffins, etc. Copper has the function of holding down corpses. The corpses of people buried in copper coffins are usually transformed into more or less hair before being buried. Thinking of this, the three of them felt a rustle in the back of their heads, and their bodies began to tremble.

It was so cold that it chilled the cicadas.

A long time passed, and nothing unusual happened.

"What's the point? Wealth can be obtained through danger. My second uncle and I have never seen what it is like to go to so many tombs. If you are afraid of death, don't do our line of work. In our line of work, there have been four methods of "seeing, hearing, asking, and knowing" since ancient times, and "

"Cut" has another branch, which talks about how to get the gold from the coffin, naked from the soles of the feet to the tips of the hair. No, it is to take away the treasures without missing a trace." As he said, Old Wu had already arrived in front of the museum, "Thank you.

"Fei, let me show you my hand. But let's agree first, don't snatch anything from me." After saying that, Old Wu had already stretched out a hand and reached it into the copper coffin.

Xie Fei opened his eyes and stared at Old Wu motionlessly, even his breathing seemed to be stuck.

Not long after, I saw Old Wu rolling his eyes.

Xie Fei was about to ask "What's wrong" when Old Wu said suspiciously, "Huh? Why do I feel something is wrong? Why is there nothing down there?"

How could this happen? I clearly saw a lively woman lying inside, how could I not?
Chapter completed!