"Do you really want to open it?"

I looked at Mu Zi.

She seemed a little hesitant. If there was any secret in this sarcophagus, then...

"Open it!"

She said.

The sarcophagus was beautifully carved, and I seemed a little reluctant to destroy the decorations and carvings on it.

I just took out the spear and prepared to find the gap in the sarcophagus, ready to use it to open it, but after walking around the sarcophagus, I didn't find any gaps. It seemed like a closed stone.

There was no gap at all.

"I can't do it."

I spread my hands, expressing my helplessness.

If I really want to open it, I will take a sledgehammer and smash the top of the coffin directly.

Of course, as an archaeological researcher, I will never do such a thing.

I will also stop it.

When I turned around, I found that Mu Zi had lit black candles in the four directions of the sarcophagus at some point. After lighting, the flames turned light blue and made a beeping sound.

Then she knelt down towards the sarcophagus, muttering words I couldn't understand.

Then she cut her finger with a dagger, and a drop of blood fell on the lid of the sarcophagus.

"What are you doing?"

I was puzzled.

"Exploring the way."

Mu Zi answered.

It is said that tomb robbers are very particular. It is said that our professor's ancestors three generations ago were tomb robbers. At that time, they were busy with life. Tomb robbery is also a skill. Maybe they can make a fortune and then quit for the rest of their lives.

His grandfather's generation dug a lot of big tombs and exchanged a lot of money, but they lost all the money in gambling. Since then, their lives have become more and more miserable, and bad things happened one after another.

In the professor's words, they used it to atone for their sins for three generations.

"Bang!"

I clearly heard a very strange sound coming from the sarcophagus.

"This..."

I really can't figure it out.

My head was in a mess, thinking that our field archaeology was not so troublesome at that time.

But occasionally the old professor just reminded us not to walk around, otherwise we would disturb these people underground.

At that time, I thought that it was to respect the ancestors, which was understandable.

Mu Zi's face was a little pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He took several steps back.

"There won't be zombies in there."

I said jokingly.

Mu Zi didn't want to joke with me, he was worried.

"Bang!"

At this time, unexpectedly, the stone coffin cracked a gap, and a loud sound came out.

"Get out of the way!"

I was dragged back several steps by Mu Zi.

Then I saw a white mist spraying out from the stone coffin, spraying in all directions of the coffin.

"Zizizizi!"

The white mist sprinkled on the stone servants around, and half of the stone servants' heads were corroded immediately, and finally scattered all over the ground.

"What is this thing, it is so corrosive?"

I was shocked.

"Corpse gas!"

Mu Zi answered me lightly.

The old professor gave us a reasonable explanation for the so-called corpse resurrection, that is, the corpse has been deposited in a closed space for many years, and the gas produced by decay will accumulate in large quantities, so you need to be more careful when opening the coffin.

Because this gas probably carries a lot of ancient bacteria and viruses, and no one knows what viruses or infectious diseases the tomb owner carried during his lifetime.

However, this strong corrosiveness is a bit difficult for me to understand.

"Open the coffin!"

Mu Zi looked very haggard, and his expression relaxed a little.

I pried open the sarcophagus.

Inside...

there was a corpse lying.

He was covered in armor and holding a knife in his hand.

But it had become a mummy, not rotten, and you could even see his expression at the time. His head seemed to have been chopped off, and... it was sewn up with silk thread.

If a general died in battle and the body was sewn up to preserve it, it would not be strange.

But after I learned about the resurrection, I was not so calm.

Obviously, his soldiers wanted the general to be resurrected, so they begged the monk.

Does the monk really have such great abilities?

That may not be the case.

But...

That scripture!

Suddenly, I thought of the nameless scripture in the monk's hand.

Does he really have such magical abilities?

In addition to the general's body, there are also some funerary objects in the sarcophagus, most of which are damaged porcelain and some completely corroded jade.

Obviously, this general was very honest during his lifetime, with almost no funerary objects, and even no grave.

The sarcophagus can only be stopped in this secret room.

Maybe he has been guarding the border all his life and has never been able to go home to take a look. It seems to be his lifelong regret.

The scripture is not in the sarcophagus.

I closed the coffin carefully and bowed deeply.

"Let's go!"

I said to Mu Zi.

Mu Zi didn't say anything, looked around, and then said cautiously, "We are not the only ones who have been in this stone room. Someone has been here a long time ago and took away the things inside..."

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