Chapter 549 The Zhang Family’s Tomb
The ceiling on this floor is particularly high and has many beams, forming a huge chessboard-like structure overhead.
In the grids of these chessboards and in the shadows of the beams, countless things hang.
"Wow~"
Huo Yu looked at the thing hanging above his head in shock.
There were countless small boxes, densely packed in rows and rows, covering the entire ceiling, which looked particularly spectacular.
The boxes are all made of wood, and come in various sizes, with different shapes and patterns on them.
Huo Yu asked curiously, "What... is in this box?"
"You'll know if you take one off and take a look."
Ji Yi easily picked off a wooden box. There was strong alkali powder on the wooden box. When it touched his hand, nothing happened.
Ji Yi took the box and shook it to shake off the strong alkali powder.
"Are these still human hands? I'm not afraid of strong alkali powder."
Lin Yi casually broke it and opened it.
The contents of the box appeared immediately.
Inside were two extremely long and dry fingers.
"Eh."
Huo Yu looked at the wooden box containing the fingers with some nausea, especially when he thought of the tens of thousands of fingers above their heads, he couldn't help but take off his oxygen mask, clutching his chest and retching.
"My family's taste is too unique. How could I like to collect other people's fingers?"
"Is this normal? Otherwise, throughout the ages, maybe for thousands of years, would the Zhang family be buried here after death?"
The unusually long fingers are the most obvious feature of the Zhang family, so it is most appropriate to use this to represent our compatriots.
Huo Yu covered his nose and said, "Forget it, let's go up quickly. I was so scared when I saw this."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her white hands from her nose, but there was bright red blood on her hands.
Blood kept flowing out of her nose.
"Why do you think you took off the oxygen mask so well?"
Ji Yi knew at a glance that she had excessively inhaled strong alkali powder, which caused her nostrils to bleed. If she continued to breathe like this, blood would probably spurt out from her lungs.
Huo Yu felt aggrieved, wiped away the nosebleed, and put on the oxygen mask in a panic.
I see you are fine here and nothing has happened to you.
Who knows, I just took it off for a while and it almost crumbled.
After Huo Yu rested for a while and felt almost ready, the two climbed to the fourth floor.
This floor, like many towers, has many compartments and corridors.
All cubicle doors were closed, and the windows were covered with black paper.
The doors of each compartment are also locked and sealed tightly.
Ji Yi stretched out his hand, pinched the door lock, and twisted it seemingly casually.
There was only a click and the iron lock opened.
Opening the door, everything in the room appeared in front of them.
The room was not big, no more than three square meters, and there was a black wood coffin inside.
The walls are covered with wooden plaques filled with text, all in small regular Chinese characters, which seem to be epitaphs.
Take a look at the wooden sign. The owner of this coffin not only had a high status in the Zhang family, but was also a great contributor.
The corpse in this black wood coffin should be that of a person named Zhang Shengqing from the 34th generation of the Zhang family. He lived to be 170 years old and died in a fire.
There are two main merits. The first is the second generation of merit, which means that the parents have made great contributions and the son inherits the father's legacy, which is also counted on his head.
The second is that there are countless tombs and a lot of income, which can establish the Zhu family's country and make a lot of profits.
Through the second one, it is estimated that this person should be from the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, and he is the 34th generation of the Zhang family. In ancient times, he got married earlier. According to the generation of 20 years, the origin time of the Zhang family is seven years before the early Ming Dynasty.
Hundreds of years ago, about thirteen hundred years ago.
Furthermore, because it is so old, the Zhang family has many branches and factions.
This person comes from one of the five major branches of the family, the branch called "Qibanzhang".
He remembered a plot in the original work, and mentioned that Master Zhang and Dashuai Zhang from the Northeast could all be members of the Zhang family.
This is really a bit nonsense.
There are differences between the Zhang family in Changbai Mountain and the ordinary Zhang family.
The Zhang family in Changbai Mountain are all intermarrying and have such a sense of mission. These people have never heard that they also married a wife named Zhang.
"Will the Zhang family... be able to fake corpses?"
Ji Yi pondered for a moment, then placed two fingers on the coffin nails of the coffin lid of the black wooden coffin.
With a stabbing sound, the coffin was nailed into the coffin, but he forcefully pulled it out.
In the same manner, he pulled out all the coffin nails around him, and then pushed the coffin lid aside.
Inside the coffin, there was a layer of cotton-like stuff, like a spider web covered with white broken cotton.
Ji Yi casually peeled off the white layer, and the owner of the coffin appeared in their eyes.
This coffin is not good, and this place is not a geomantic treasure, so the corpse inside has long been turned into a pile of bones.
However, on the white bones, it can be clearly identified that the corpse's two unusually long fingers are still there and have not been released from the box on the third floor.
Obviously, even in the Zhang family, there is a certain hierarchy. For corpses in coffins like this, because they have reached a certain status, the whole body can be kept and there is a coffin to hold it.
There were some burial objects around, a small number of them, all wrapped in that strange "cotton wool". After a brief cleaning, a dagger was found inside.
The shell of the dagger was completely rotten like a piece of eight-treasure osmanthus cake, and the gems on it were like red cherries and green raisins.
The material of the dagger is similar to that of the ancient black gold knife, but it is smaller, but still extremely sharp.
"Black gold dagger?!"
He took a cursory glance at the fourth floor. There were about forty or fifty small rooms like this. Most of them were filled with corpses. The situation was the same as this corpse. There was no possibility of a fake corpse.
Is it possible that these corpses who have made meritorious deeds are all rewarded with such black gold weapons by their families?
Forty or fifty rooms, forty or fifty corpses, there are also forty or fifty black gold weapons.
Although the size is not as big as the black gold ancient sword, the material is the same.
“Not bad, not bad.”
Lin Yi smiled and nodded.
Now the reasons for selling this ancient Zhang family building are even more solid.
After all, the little brother's ancient black gold sword fell into the meteorite of the Western Queen Mother Kingdom, and he didn't have any sword in his hand.
It’s mutual benefit for everyone!
Chapter completed!