"Oh, this coffin?"

"Silk wood!"

Xu Yicheng, Huang Kewu, Li Shouzhi, Liang Yongsi and others were attracted by the ten thousand-year-old cellar wood tree core coffin.

"Mr. Ming, Brother Chen, Brother Partridge Whistle, where did this coffin come from?"

"I just transported it from the tomb of the Lord of the King Xian tomb."

"Is this really a cellar wooden coffin?"

"Professor Li, you have such a good eye." Chen Yulou gave Li Shouzhi a thumbs up, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually know about the thing of cellar wood.

"I accidentally saw an introduction to the wooden coffin of a cellar in an ancient book about the tomb of the Xia Kingdom. This is the first time I have seen it."

Cellar wood is a very precious wood, but it was cut off during the Han Dynasty. I didn’t expect that there was a Cellar wood in the tomb of King Xian.

"This coffin is made of a tree core of a ten thousand-year-old cellar wood."

"The ten thousand-year-old cellar wood tree core."

"Is it possible? Is it true that the deity of King Xian buried inside?

"It is not the original deity of King Xian, but it can also be said to be King Xian. This ten-year-old cellar wood tree core coffin is buried in one of the three lives of King Xian."

"I would like to ask Brother Chen for advice."

"By the way to tell the story of King Xian..." Chen Yulou Balabala said a lot, and said everything about King Xian's life to his death.

Xu Yicheng and others were all fascinated by the hearing. They never expected that King Xian's voice would be so bizarre.

"Brother Chen, I want to enter the main tomb."

"Professor Li, Professor Liang, no, this is too dangerous."

"Brother Chen, we must go to the main tomb to check out."

"Brother Chen, the tomb of King Xian will be a milestone discovery in the archaeological history of the Xia Kingdom. It is enough to die in the morning and night. If you don't go to the main tomb in person to take a look, you will never be in peace if you die in this life."

When Chen Yulou heard the various mysterious situations in the tomb of the tomb of the Lord Xian King, Li Shouzhi, Liang Yongsi and others were even more excited than marrying their wives.

If you don’t go down and take a look in person, it would be a pity. You won’t be in peace even if you die.

There is an old saying in Xia State that you can die in the morning and hear the truth.

An opportunity like this may never be encountered once in a lifetime.

Even if you die below, you still have to go down.

"Professor Li, Professor Liang, you have considered it clearly."

Chen Yulou had previously rejected the request of Li Shouzhi and Liang Yongsi to the tomb of the tomb of the Lord of King Xian.

It wasn't that he deliberately refused to let them go.

It's really too dangerous.

Now the entire tomb of the tomb of the King Xian tomb is submerged under the water.

From the water surface to the tomb of the Lord Xian tomb, the water depth exceeded twenty meters.

If there is a slight accident, you will never be able to get there.

It is for their safety to prevent them from going down.

If Li Shouzhi and Liang Yongsi insisted on going down, he could not tie up the person and not let him down.

Forget it, let a few more brothers from Xialing look at them later.

Once you find that something is wrong, you will immediately catch them.

"Shall...."

"What sound?"

"Mr. Ming, Brother Chen, Brother Partridge Whistle, is there something in the coffin?"

Xu Yicheng and others heard it very clearly. The voice came from the coffin of the ten thousand-year-old cellar wood tree core in front of them.

It seemed like someone was hiding in the coffin, and was scratching the coffin board with his fingernails.

"Didn't you say it before? This coffin contains one of the lives of King Xian three times."

"Brother Chen, is this thing inside still alive?"

"Have you heard of Zongzi?"

"Is it the rice dumplings eaten on the Dragon Boat Festival?" One of the young men in Li Shouzhi's team said curiously.

"It's just a zombie." Xu Yicheng and his men stared at the coffin.

Of course they know about Zongzi.

Not only have I heard of it, but Li Shouzhi has also seen it with his own eyes.

When they were conducting rescue excavation of an ancient tomb, they dug out a coffin from the main tomb chamber of the ancient tomb.

After the coffin was opened, a rice dumpling popped out of it.

That time, he almost died.

Fortunately, there was a master in their team at that time who uniformed the rice dumpling.

Now this zongzi with his head cut off and this coffin are placed in a museum in Peking.

"Everyone, do you want to see what a thousand-year-old rice dumpling is?"

Ming Li smiled and found the mechanism on the coffin of the Wannian Cellar Wooden Tree Core to open the coffin.

Today, the system gave a golden treasure chest and opened a complete collection of ancient mechanisms, which were detailed explanations of various ancient mechanisms.

How to arrange and dismantle the agency clearly.

When I was in the tomb, I mostly depended on Miss Hong to crack the mechanism.

Since the collection of ancient mechanisms was opened, no matter how complex the secret techniques of ancient mechanisms were, they were no problem in front of Ming Li.

He gently pushed the lid of the coffin, and then a headless rice dumpling stood up from the coffin.

Xu Yicheng and the others were so scared that they took several steps back.

The head of this thousand-year-old rice dumpling was already beheaded by King Xian.

Fortunately, the ten thousand-year-old cellar wood tree core coffin is extremely magical, and the thousand-year-old rice dumplings that have lost their heads are not dead.

"Mr. Ming, be careful!"

The headless thousand-year-old rice dumpling rushed towards Mingli. Seeing this, Xu Yicheng and others hurriedly reminded Mingli to be careful.

"I've been dead for many years and still restless. Since that's the case, Master Ming will do good deeds and send you to the King of Hell to report."

Minghong's sword was unsheathed, and everyone felt a cold light flashing in front of their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the headless thousand-year-old rice dumpling was split in half from beginning to end.

"By the way, second brother, third brother, I plan to go back to Xiangxi tomorrow."

After a sharp slash, Mingli told Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle about his idea of ​​returning to Xiangxi tomorrow.

The tomb of King Xian will not be completed within three or four months.

If you want to catch all the treasures piled up in the tomb of the King Xian tomb, it will probably take the next year.

The dangerous things in King Xian’s tomb were almost all cleaned up when they came last time. Even if there were some minor problems, they could still be handled with the strength of Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle.

Instead of staying here bored and blindly, it is better to go back to accompany your wife.

After breakfast early the next morning, Ming Li, Chen Yulou, Queqiao Whistle and others bid farewell and embarked on a journey back to western Hunan.

It just so happened that a batch of treasures will be transported back to western Hunan today.

However, Ming Li did not plan to walk with the team that transported the treasures. The speed was too slow. He planned to set off alone, so the speed would be faster.

In less than ten days, Mingli returned to Longshan from southern Yunnan.

Next, Mingli didn't go anywhere until the Chinese New Year, and just accompanied Hua Ling in Renxin Hall.

He was idle and even set up a stall at the door of Renxintang to show people some extra money to earn.

After more than three months, after word of mouth, Master Ming's name has spread throughout the western Hunan area, and even people from other provinces come to ask him to help him see the Yangzhai point**.

Now in this western Hunan area, Master Ming’s reputation is no worse than that of the Renxintang Hua Divine Doctor.
Chapter completed!