The flames of the lantern in the basement crackled. Looking at the sarcophagus, the turquoise color reflects the light spots of stars and the surface of the stone has a peacock tail pattern. From these characteristics, I can conclude that the sarcophagus is made of malachite, also known as tailings ore, which is a metal ore with a considerable copper content.

Thinking about Guo Shoujing's escape here, he would definitely not be able to travel across the mountains and rivers to create coffins. Moreover, Cao Cao's army was outside, so he must have used materials nearby and made a simple funeral.

By analogy, this area may not be rich in bronze a thousand years ago. From this malachite, it can be determined by one or two. This makes me wonder what this bronze with cloning function is. If the bronze of Chiyou reincarnation was excavated here, then the bronze must be removed. From the beginning, there is a definition of cloning function. It must be a special forging method. However, it is difficult to explain. Even if the forging technique is superb, it is just a piece of bronze after forging. It is impossible for a second person to be copied after touching it. This completely violates scientific theory. It seems that after thinking about it, I can only follow the clues and slowly find the answer from the word "reincarnation".

The entire bronze village is made of bronze, and there is a sarcophagus hidden inside. No matter how you think about it, it feels so out of place. In fact, from the perspective of Jiazi Le, this bronze village was much larger than this before Guo Shoujing came, but under the erosion of Cao Cao's army, the area gradually shrank, and the streets in the house were covered with thick dust. According to the records of the Primordial Capital, the Northern Xiang Kingdom was destroyed by the plague, but in fact it was protected by the witchcraft curse of Guo Shoujing's sheepskin scroll.

In the tomb, I originally thought that the footprints disappeared, which was probably the curse of Beixiang Kingdom, but now Beixiang Kingdom is not completely extinct, but retreated outside. This bronze village was built during the Zhuge Yan period. At first, it should be used to live in a building for ancient craftsmen. However, it is a bit of a waste of bronze materials. However, from the fact that the drought bars cannot get out of the cave, it can be inferred that the drought bars may not be the source of large-scale lightning. These bronze metal buildings are the initiators, and the remnants of Beixiang Kingdom will not suffer. It should be that these bronze buildings have directed the current into the drought bars.

After I finished thinking, the vibration under my feet was gone, and only my legs were still a little numb. At this time, the old village leader also met our eyes, and the crow's feet at the corners of my eyes wrinkled, and he smiled sad and slightly joyfully.

I think Jiazila and I talked about it for a long time, and the old village leader was waiting. He was short and now he was sitting again, so we had to hunch over.

I saw that the bronze stick in the old village owner was surprisingly covered with gold skin, but it seemed to be covered with gold skin on the outside, but it was black and turned black and shiny. It was said that the precious metal had black rust. Feilong told me that his old house was turned upside down during the Cultural Revolution, especially under an old willow tree in the backyard, more than twenty boxes of black things were dug out. The inspectors and educated youth did not understand that it was gold with black rust. Instead, they regarded it as black coal balls. With a swing of their sleeves, they stride away. Although the Cultural Revolution was a little bitter, his family could still live a well-off life. Speaking of which, the black rust was really beautiful. Sometimes, you can only drink some ink to know astronomy and geography.

There is an old saying in the world that true knowledge, unspeakable skills and skills will never be written into books.

Jiazila communicated with the old village leader. The old man grabbed me with the last finger of the coffin. Jiazila said, "Old Guo, the old village leader asked you to open the coffin with your own hands. This is the ancestral teaching passed down from the Northern Hunan Kingdom. It has not been opened for a thousand years, and I am just waiting for you to come."

This sentence suddenly woke me up. The blood flowing from my Guo Zang is the same as that of Guo Shoujing and Zhuge Yan. Throughout history, I am the inheritor of the Wu Zang Sect and a descendant of the Guo family. At this moment, I was so excited that my ancestors were lying in this simple coffin.

My hands were trembling, and the scene of Zhang Qilin stabbing at the iron-clad coffin of the Lama stone fetus flashed in my mind. My heart was in pain.

I wanted to push the sarcophagus open, but I thought it was impolite. After all, this was my ancestor. I changed my movements and knelt down. Jiazilu also knelt down with me. I looked at him, he nodded at me and said, "Old Guo, I understand you."

I nodded, and I held the ground with both hands and kowtowed three times silently at the sarcophagus.

Unexpectedly, there was a bronze square brick as big as a slap on the bronze floor where I kowtowed, which slowly rose up. I was so scared that I quickly stood up. Jiazi's legs were also startled and cursed: "Damn, is there any mechanism in this place?"

The old village leader was also shocked and quickly started to speak Kun's words to us. I quickly patted Jiazi's legs and said anxiously: "Lao Jia, what did he say to you? Tell me quickly!"

Jiazi's legs reacted and blinked and said, "Ang Ang, alas, the old village leader said he didn't know there would be an organization here, and it was the first time he had seen this."

I pressed my hand down, which meant not to worry. I calmed down. I pointed to the bronze square brick and said, "Don't move, I'll see what it is."

I squatted down and pulled the bronze square brick. At first I thought it was empty, but I didn't expect it to be quite heavy. If it was solid, the possibility of hiding things was less likely to be excluded. But I didn't give up. There was no possibility that the bronze square brick would be tricky. I used both hands and moved the bronze square bricks. I thought it was too damn heavy. Just a small piece was likely to have about 100 kilograms. Before I moved it for a while, I put it on the ground. If this thing was a little larger, I would not have any effort to 200 kilograms, but the bronze square bricks were actively small, and both shoulders were pulled by one point, which almost dislocated my shoulders.

The old village master cooperated to take the lantern and got it above the brick hole. I saw a cylindrical bronze pestle appearing in front of us. I went to get it. I thought it would be very heavy, but I didn't expect it to be very light. I picked it up and observed that there was a thin black gap in the middle of the bronze pestle.

At that moment, I felt like I was holding a bottle of beer. When I twisted it, a click sound came from the bronze pestle. The bronze pestle was cut in half, and a rolled sheepskin roll was revealed inside.

When I opened the parchment, a mission that I could not shirrify quietly decided my destiny.
Chapter completed!