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Huo Jilin handed the candles to Wang Kaixuan and lit one in each of the four corners of the tomb.

Fujita Hideo watched from the side and asked in a not-so-fluent Daxia dialect: "Why do you light candles?"

Wang Kaixuan rolled his eyes at Fujita Hideo: "Haven't you heard of people lighting candles and ghosts blowing out the lights?"

Although it was not the first time Hua Han went to the tomb, before this, let alone ghosts, he had only encountered a few traps.

It was even more unclear who lit candles and ghosts blew out the lights.

Hu Bayi explained, "If this candle suddenly goes out, it means there is a ghost."

Huo Jilin continued, "Not only ghosts, but also depleted oxygen."

Hua Han was very confused: "Didn't Daxia ban the formation of spirits after the founding of the country? How can there be ghosts?"

Fujita Hideo replied respectfully, "Boss, this is an ancient tomb. The spirits here have already become spirits before the founding of the country."

Hua Han glared at Fujita Hideo, "Who told you to talk so much?"

After lighting the candle, Huo Jilin walked to the sarcophagus, and Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, and Shirley Yang followed him.

Seeing this, Hua Han couldn't hide his curiosity and followed Huo Jilin all the way.

On the side of the sarcophagus, a poem was engraved in the words of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Hua Han poked the sarcophagus with the tip of the knife: "What's on it? The words don't look like words, and the paintings don't look like paintings."

During the Western Zhou Dynasty, the development of writing was far less concise than it is now.

Most of them are still oracle bone inscriptions.

Hua Han didn't understand, and he could understand that it didn't look like a painting or words.

Sun Yaozu ran up and said, "Let me show you."

Huo Jilin moved Hua Han's knife away, "Come on."

Sun Yaozu's face was almost touching the sarcophagus. He read the lines of words clearly, and then said with a smile, "I haven't studied ancient characters so thoroughly. I can only understand ancient texts after the early Tang Dynasty, but I know that there must be a curse engraved on it. All coffins are like this."

Wang Kaixuan sighed, "It's really like listening to your words."

Hu Bayi moved the flashlight to the lines of words, "Brother Huo, you should come and see."

Sun Yaozu snorted, "Just him? How can he understand something that a famous professor like me can't understand?"

Wang Kaixuan was immediately unhappy when he heard it, "How can you talk like that! Just because you can't do it, it means that others can't do it, right? Oh, you old man, I think you died of bitterness.

Huo Jilin IIE IIE bent down and looked at the words on the sarcophagus;

"This is a poem called Siqi. "

"Siqi Daren, the mother of King Wen, Simei Zhou Jiang, the wife of the capital. Da Si inherited Huiyin, and then there were hundreds of men.

Benevolent to the clan, the gods never complained, and the gods never threatened. Punished the widowed wife, and even the brothers, to control the family and the country.

Yongyong in the palace, solemn in the temple. Not prominent but also , no shooting is also protected. The swiftness of war is not annihilated, and the fierceness of falsehood is not flawed.

If you don't hear it, you will be treated as a model, and if you don't advise, you will be accepted. The swiftness of the adults is virtuous, and the boys are well-made. The ancients were not corrupt, and praised the fashion of these scholars. "

Hua Han was overwhelmed: "How can there be these things?"

Hu Bayi continued: "Why is there a Book of Songs about King Wen of Zhou and Lady Da Si on this coffin?"

Huo Jilin remembered that in the original book, there was a Western Zhou tomb under this Tang tomb.

Thinking about it, it should be King Wen of Zhou Jichang.

Then the owner of this stone coffin is Jichang's wife Da Si?

But in history, Da Si and Jichang had a harmonious relationship. Why would he put his beloved wife at the door to protect him?

Huo Jilin walked forward and observed the iron chain wrapped around the coffin.

With just one glance, Huo Jilin understood.

Judging from the material of this iron, it is not something that should be in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Ironware began to develop rapidly during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The only iron in this period was meteorite iron.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is more valuable than gold. How could it be used to make such an iron chain?

This Li Chunfeng is simply lacking in virtue. He brought someone else's good wife up here to be a security guard.

In fact, the tomb in the tomb is not surprising. After all, there are limited excellent feng shui treasures. Some tomb owners simply cover their tombs on other people's tombs.

From the perspective of feng shui, this is called a hidden dragon tomb.

But this will also lead to a disadvantage.

That is, the dragon energy of the tomb owner below will be suppressed, the luck of his descendants will also deteriorate, and the corpse will be more terrifying after transformation.

After all, it is an immoral thing, especially such an immoral thing. If it is retributed to future generations, it will not be worth the loss.

Is the reason for this space conversion just to calm the anger of the original owner?

Or was this a plot set up by Li Chunfeng to confuse the tomb robbers?

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and Shirley Yang shouted: "Mr. Huo! The candle in the cornerIt's out!"

Huo Jilin, Hu Bayi, and Wang Kaixuan quickly ran to the candle.

Hua Han, who knew nothing, also ran along.

Seeing the extinguished candle, Hu Bayi couldn't help but frown: "Why is this candle different from the ones we saw before? The ones we saw before all flashed green first and then went out. "

Huo Jilin took the candle in his hand and looked at it.

The candle body was icy cold, and the wax that had just melted solidified on the candle, forming a crying woman.

Just when he was about to study the woman on the candle carefully, a shout reached Huo Jilin's ears.

It turned out that Huo Jilin and his party had just left, and Peng Longjin had already stood in front of the giant sarcophagus, and all his attention was attracted by the night-shining pearl emitting blue light.

The night-shining pearl seemed to have some fatal temptation, attracting Peng Longjin to stretch his hands towards it.

Li Yi, who was observing the iron chain around the sarcophagus, was the first to discover Peng Longjin's small movements and shouted:

"Stop!"

In a flash, Huo Jilin, who was in the corner just now, had already arrived in front of Peng Longjin and stopped Peng Longjin's movements.

Huo Jilin grabbed Peng Longjin's collar and threw him in front of Hua Han: "Keep your men under control and don't let him touch anything. "

But Huo Jilin didn't expect that just after he dealt with Peng Longjin, another Wilson came up.

"Bang!"

Before Huo Jilin finished speaking, the sound of a broken gem reached Huo Jilin's ears.

Huo Jilin turned around and saw Wilson staring at his hands in amazement.

The palms of those hands were facing up, and it seemed that they were holding something just now.

The ground was littered with fragments of night-shining pearls.

As the night-shining pearls shattered, a burst of blue light slowly rose and wrapped around the sarcophagus.

Ancient tomb, sarcophagus, blue light, iron chain.

This weird scene made everyone present feel cold in their backs.

"Hua La...Hua La..."

The iron chain actually swayed by itself.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

"Zi La~Zi La~"