Although this distance is not far, the wooden boat is not moving fast and very slowly. After a few minutes, the hull gently leans against the shore.

After the wooden boat stopped, the Tiger first applied a layer of red powder to the shadow puppet, and then used silk threads to control the shadow puppet to climb towards the wooden boat.

A strong flashlight shone through. This time I saw it very clearly. There were at least a dozen transparent silk threads of varying thickness in the hand of the earth tiger. Each finger controlled 2 or 3 silk threads at the same time. As the fingers moved slightly, the shadow puppet looked like a flexible mountain monkey, quickly climbing onto the wooden boat.

The shadow puppet boarded the wooden boat and circled a large circle first before slowly approaching the coffin in the middle.

Fortunately, I knew it was the Earth Tiger who was controlling the shadow puppet, otherwise I would have scared me to see such a shadow puppet jumping around in the ancient tomb. Such a terrifying scene.

Walking to the coffin, the earth tiger controlled the shadow puppet to jump onto the coffin. So far, nothing happened.

After seeing this scene, Fatty Jinlong threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stomped it out. He had an extra shovel in his hand, looking at the coffin on the wooden boat and was eager to try:

"What's wrong? Are we going to go or not?"

"People patiently and wait a little longer." Zuo Qiu Yingxue waved her hand.

The fat Jinlong could only suppress himself and wait.

The shadow puppet man walked around the coffin on the wooden boat and then the earth tiger took it back.

"It should be no big problem, let's go up and take a look first." Dihu said, taking the lead and climbing onto the wooden boat first.

Fatty Golden Dragon followed closely behind. Although the Scorpion's right arm had broken, he leaned on one hand and crawled up in a short while.

Zuo Qiu Yingxue was about to get on the boat when she suddenly remembered something and turned her head to me and said:

"Boy, come up and light us."

"Okay." I responded and followed Zuo Qiu Yingxue to climb onto the wooden boat with Princess Agu's coffin.

After stepping onto the wooden boat, I saw the scorpion face squatting on the ground, holding a small broom in his hand. He first wrapped the red thread around the broom, and then placed the broom head upwards on the edge of the wooden boat.

I was very curious, but in the end I resisted and didn't ask.

Along the way, the one who doesn’t like me the most is this scorpion face.

"You come and see, there are colorful paintings on this coffin!!" It was the sound of the fat golden dragon.

After hearing his shouts, I also approached and looked at the coffin with the light of the flashlight. Because it was old and sunk under the water, the surface of the coffin was covered with dark silt, which was not real.

So Zuo Qiu Yingxue took out a wooden knife from her backpack and carefully scraped off the mud on the coffin one by one. The murals on the coffin slowly appeared.

This is a landscape painting with bright colors, green mountains and clear waters, and hundreds of flowers blooming on the top of the mountain. This style of painting was definitely a vulgar work in the Liao Dynasty more than a thousand years ago.

Looking at the color paintings on the coffin, I felt something incredible. As the coffin was buried underwater for thousands of years, the color did not fade at all. When the strong light flashlight shines on it, it still reflects a faint fluorescence.

What kind of pigments did ancient people use to paint so that they can never fade for thousands of years?

The more I can't figure out this question, the more I want to know it in my heart. It's like something is pressing on my chest and I won't break it up. It will probably make me tangled for the rest of my life.

After calculating, I decided to ask the fat golden dragon beside me.

But before I could ask, Zuo Qiu Yingxue put away the wooden knife in her hand, looked at the mural on the coffin and sighed:

"I have to admire the wisdom and craftsmanship of the ancients are really superb."

Hearing Zuo Qiu Yingxue's sigh, I hurriedly asked:

"Can I ask what color paintings on this coffin are painted? Why are they still colorful and there is no sign of fading after a thousand years?"

Zuo Qiu Yingxue glanced at me and said lightly:

"There is only one material that can make color paintings not fade for thousands of years, and that is gems!"

"Gemstone? What does it mean?" I have no idea what the relationship between this color painting and gemstone.

Zuo Qiu Yingxue didn't want to explain to me, so she bent down and continued to observe the colorful paintings on the coffin.

But the fat Jinlong came over and explained to me:

"The gems naturally formed in this world will never fade. No matter how long it takes, they will still be dazzling and will not have a trace of dullness. Famous ancient painters would mostly buy some gems at high prices, grind them into fine powder, screen them layer by layer, and use them as dyes, pearl painting clouds, turquoise painting mountains, lapis lazuli painting sky, Dongling jade, amethyst, hibiscus stones, etc. to enhance the color. Finally, they use diamonds to solidify the painting. After one painting, it will at least be radiated! So this color painting will not fade for many years. How can the dyes ground by the gems fade?" The fat golden dragon said as he pointed at the color painting on the coffin and smiled:

"Hehe... If the colored paintings on this coffin are unearthed, the entire archaeological world and even the whole world will be in trouble!"

It's really an eye-opener. This is the first time I've heard of using gems to grind them into powder to paint.

This is so luxurious, it is simply inhumane.

"Okay, Golden Dragon, say less, and help open this bronze coffin quickly." Scorpion face reminded the fat Golden Dragon.

"Okay!" The fat Jinlong agreed, took out a long needle from his body, inserted it into the gap in the coffin, and gently scratched it.

The four of them divided their work and used various methods to open a crack in the sealed bronze coffin bit by bit.

The earth tiger inserted the shovel along the crack and stuck the coffin lid hard.

The gap stuck was not big, but it was enough for Zuo Qiu Yingxue, who was wearing copper gloves, to reach into a finger.

Zuo Qiu Yingxue stretched her finger into the coffin and was groping for something.

She walked along the coffin for most of the time, and suddenly she felt something. Her face was happy, she exerted a little force on her hands, and only a slight sound was heard. Zuo Qiu Yingxue instantly pulled out her fingers.

The huge bronze coffin mechanism was opened from inside by Zuo Qiu Yingxue. The four of them used their strength to pry open the coffin lid of the bronze coffin bit by bit.

When he was halfway through, Zuo Qiu Yingxue stopped and let the Earth Hu throw a few copper coins in. After waiting for a while, he made sure there was nothing unusual inside, he continued to open the coffin.

When I saw the four of them prying the bronze coffin, somehow, an invisible sense of oppression suddenly appeared in my heart, which made me feel very insecure!

I always feel that something will pop out of the coffin at any time!

With a loud bang, the copper cover on the coffin was pried down on the board, and the hull also shaking.

The coffin was pried open, and I didn't dare to look in. I tried to retreat as much as possible and keep a certain distance from them.

I have been planning in my heart how to get out later.

If this group of tomb robbers finds what they want, they must return as they want. The best time for me to escape is when I dive.

"Oh my uncle, the cellar coffin, the red-clothed corpse, the nine lives of the coffin are not enough to be lost! Damn, I'll give you whatever I'm afraid of. It's actually the cellar coffin!" It was the sound of the scorpion's face.

After hearing the sound, I looked at the coffin and saw that the four of them were all staring at the cellar coffin in the coffin, especially Zuo Qiu Yingxue, with a gloomy face. It was obvious that she seemed to be afraid of this cellar coffin.

Although I don’t know at all about the special meaning of the cellar coffin, they are definitely not a good thing, depending on their faces.

"Zuoqiu Yingxue, what should we do now? Should this cellar coffin be opened or not?" Dihu asked Zuoqiu Yingxue with a compass in his hand.

Zuo Qiu Yingxue lowered her head, hesitated for a few seconds, and breathed out a sigh of relief:

"Open! Even the sunken wooden coffin must be opened today!"
Chapter completed!