The coffin was difficult to open. When Old Tang asked a few people to surround the coffin and look for the mechanism, Jiang Shaomu stopped him.
Maybe because they hadn't encountered the ghosts mentioned in the intelligence before, everyone was very cautious, fearing that opening the coffin would trigger some mechanism. So when Jiang Shaomu said that, those people immediately stopped and joined the team.
Jiang Shaomu didn't want to use his newfound ability to control his compatriots whose identities he had already guessed. He took two steps toward the coffin and saw the expression of a young woman's soul change slightly. He drifted a little here.
Jiang Shaomu slapped a few more talismans on himself and asked tentatively: "I can see you. Do you have anything you want to communicate with me?"
Everyone who heard him stood quietly at the door, not daring to breathe. Jiang Shaomu asked again, and then a woman's soul, who was probably the leader, came out from the corner and asked him: "Can you see me?"
Seeing Jiang Shaomu's eyes fixed precisely on her, she realized that her question already had an answer.
Then the woman spoke up, and she asked a few questions that had nothing to do with the current situation. She said:
"When did the Red Army's Long March end? When did Japan sign the surrender document? When was the People's Republic of China founded?"
Jiang Shaomu's heart became quiet again and again. He answered these three questions, which were the simplest for Chinese people, one by one. Then the woman smiled with satisfaction. Not only the woman, but also the group of young souls in the corner placed their trust in him.
The woman was very frank. She said:
"Everything in this tomb, whether it's the messy antiques or the precious teaching materials, was collected by us. This coffin needs the consent of all of us to be opened, otherwise we will all immediately turn into evil spirits and kill everyone."
She looked at Jiang Shaomu with a serious look. Those expensive antiques didn't seem to be anything special to her, but the coffins were very precious to her. She continued:
"Perhaps you don't understand the value of that information. Our only request is that you hand it over to the government. I know you are a Taoist priest. If you agree, you will need to sign a contract with all of us."
Jiang Shaomu knew what contract she was referring to. It was a Taoist ritual that could bind both parties and the content of the contract could be directly heard by heaven. Those who violated the contract would be directly punished by heaven and pay the price specified in the contract.
In fact, Jiang Shaomu was very happy because he thought he already knew what the information was.
This kind of contract was not complicated, and Jiang Shaomu quickly set the conditions with this group of souls. The woman smiled slightly and asked the group of ghosts to move away from the corner.
Jiang Shaomu watched her sink into the ground. His sense of soul power made him realize that the woman had dived nearly ten meters. Then he heard the sound of the mechanism inside the coffin turning.
Those souls floated to the front of the coffin one by one, and the souls in the tomb in front also rushed here one by one. Jiang Shaomu watched those souls carefully avoid the crowd at the entrance of the tomb, and said to Fatty Wang and others:
"Move to the side and don't block the entrance."
At this point, the course of events was quite strange. The conversations between Jiang Shaomu and those unperceivable beings left everyone in the group confused. Led by Old Tang, a group of them moved aside obediently, waiting for Jiang Shaomu's next move.
One soul after another came into contact with the coffin, and when the female leader who had dived underground touched the coffin for the last time, the coffin opened.
The coffin lid was automatically slid aside, revealing piles of very modern documents inside. It was obvious that preservation measures had been taken immediately, but they still could not resist the traces of time.
Jiang Shaomu's eyesight was very poor. On the top of the document closest to him were a few words scribbled - a list of hidden troops of the Kwantung Army stationed in Japan.
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