Chapter 107
"Oh my god, this place is haunted!"
Shen Jiao got goosebumps. He stood up with the help of the coffin and looked at the tomb again.
I don't know when two more doors appeared behind me, with the words "Gong" and "Jian" written on them.
Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness, gentleness, courtesy, frugality and modesty
Shen Jiao thought that this was designed by the tomb owner to deal with tomb robbers, but now it seems that it may just be an irony of despair and despair.
The door I came through just now was also opened.
Shen Jiao doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. If such things really existed, she would have suffered retribution long ago.
Even though it was very scary just now, it can be done with the help of the photo stone, and with the addition of some drugs or something like that, people who see it will definitely not be able to tell the real thing from the fake.
She guessed that she had been tricked inadvertently.
According to what those people said, the person who built this tomb was probably the ancestor of the Xue family.
During the Southern Wei Dynasty... the Xue family was a powerful and separatist clan, with many of their descendants serving as officials. Later, they rebelled, but failed, and the family declined for a long time until a hundred years ago, when Xue Wuliang emerged...
As far as Shen Jiao knew, the Xue family had always had a good reputation.
It turns out that you have done such sneaky things before, burying other people's bodies. What was your purpose?
And the honest young master of the Yu family...
Shen Jiao had never heard of this name before, and it seemed that he was not a very famous person.
She did know that the head of the Xue family had a son named Xue Zhuoyu, who was the only son of the head of the Xue family and died on the battlefield fighting against the soldiers of the Southern Wei Dynasty.
At that time, the emperor of Southern Wei was a child under ten years old.
At that time, the world was full of heroes, and he could not defend the country's borders. In the end, the Wei Kingdom, which changed from Wei to Southern Wei, was destroyed. Some royal relatives fled to the Jiangnan Road and lay dormant for many years without taking the world back. They just occupied a piece of land and re-established a country, claiming to be the common ruler of the world and regarded other countries and factions as traitors.
Like a grasshopper after autumn, the thief loves to jump around, but he can never be killed...
The head of the Xue family, whose son had died, adopted a son from a side branch as his son, intending to have him inherit the position of head of the family. However, he did not have the strong and tenacious vitality of the Wei royal family, and died of a serious illness within a few years.
Xue's father fell ill out of grief, and the Xue family gradually declined after his death.
When people talk about this incident, they think that he treated the child as his own, so he could not bear the blow of losing two sons in a row.
But what if... these two people are actually the same person?
He put in so much effort and spent years planning, but there is no one to succeed him. Of course he must be very sad.
Shen Jiaochun made some malicious speculations.
I'm already curious about who's lying in the other coffins.
Seventeen corpses were carried in on the mural.
The craftsmen thought that there were too many dead people and the tomb was not big enough to hold them all. But if they had originally planned to bury seventeen people, then that would have been just perfect.
This number... is quite interesting when you think about it.
Xue Wuliang had sixteen sworn brothers who had died, and including him, that made seventeen.
He also had exactly seventeen sons.
To say there is no connection between them would be too much of a coincidence, right?
But what does this have to do with Xue Zhuoyu?
Forget it, it doesn’t matter!
"We have to flee, flee without stopping."
Shen Jiao turned around and didn't go back the way he came.
After hesitating between Gong and Jian, he pushed open the door with the word Gong.
There are also murals here, but there is nothing interesting to see. The murals in the two tombs are exactly the same.
I'm afraid these people are too lazy to perform the whole play and are just doing it perfunctorily.
Shen Jiao was afraid of missing some important clues, so he patiently looked again before walking through the corridor and entering the tomb.
Maybe someone has been here and the coffin lid is open.
Shen Jiao bravely stepped forward to take a look, and found no bloodstains on the coffin lid.
This man must be a master with great strength, as he had even dented the coffin lid.
Could it be Xue Shiyi?
Shen Jiao curled her lips in disgust, took a deep breath, and looked into the wide-open coffin.
Good, no one.
'Ghost'...although late, but it arrives.
"Brother Shi, are we just leaving like this? Don't worry about the third and fourth brothers?"
"If they want to stay, let them stay. We may not be able to get out."
"well……"
"Why are you sighing? Just let him die. The families of those who built the grave for that bastard official have all received money. The Xue family is generous, they might even give more. Store up some food. Your family is just waiting for the money, so you don't have to worry about it now."
"...Hey, that's true...My second brother is getting married...The new sister-in-law is very nice, she's my eldest sister-in-law's younger sister. We usually say that since we're all family, there's no need for a big celebration, but I feel like I'm letting her down if I don't have a banquet...He originally said he'd marry his younger sister to me in two years..."
"No wonder you're so busy running around, you're trying to find a wife for yourself."
After a few stiff laughs, one person began to sob, and someone comforted him, "Don't be sad. If the Wang family's little daughter is not destined to be with you, I will become a woman in my next life and marry you!"
"I don't want it! You're ugly, dirty, and don't like to be clean. You don't even wash your feet. You have a bad temper, are not diligent, and don't like to smile. I tell you, we can't go together, and we can't play together. I want my third sister!"
Cunliang didn't appreciate it, and then he got kicked in the butt.
"Damn it, you little bastard, you don't know how to appreciate it."
He really has a bad temper.
Cunliang cried even more sadly. He looked only twelve or thirteen years old.
Brother Shi comforted him with a few words, then led these people forward...
This time, there was only a door behind Shen Jiao, with the words "Death" written on it.
If it's true, then Cunliang probably didn't get to see the third sister...
Shen Jiao retreated hesitantly, all the way back to the starting point, and checked the place inside and out several times.
There was still some gain. When the bronze coffin was pushed open, there was a pull ring at the bottom that could open a secret door, but the road was blocked by stones.
Unless she is a rat, there is no way she can get out of here.
She was unwilling to give up and went to see other tombs.
There is nothing to be gained by wandering around like those craftsmen.
The only discovery was that the rat demon was catching people to fill coffins.
She also acted like a good person and saved two guards who were following Xue Lang and his men.
But it doesn't help.
The road before them is still a dead end.
And they wanted Shen Jiao to walk in front, but she thought briefly and broke their necks decisively.
What use could she be to someone who needed her rescue?
It’s better to go and keep company with the bodies of the two spies.
No one knew where Xue Shun had gone, but Shen Jiao was willing to save him.
If he still has breath.
Shen Jiao stepped into the death gate, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: What's the point of writing with paint? Why not use it to paint the coffin? Red, a bright red coffin would look so beautiful.
What about being gentle, respectful, frugal, modest, benevolent, righteous, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness, loyalty, filial piety, integrity, shame, and courage.
What's the use?
Wouldn't it be more convenient to just write that my surname is Xue and I will kill all eighteen generations of your ancestors?
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