Chapter 190 Curse
"Zhao Zhao, don't touch it."
After explaining to others, Xu Jingheng subconsciously looked for his daughter.
Xu Zhao's name was written on his clothes, making it very easy to recognize. After looking around and not seeing anyone, he immediately searched the entire tomb, and finally saw Xu Zhao in front of the coffin, who was about to reach out.
Even though he was wearing protective clothing and gloves and was fully armed, Xu Jingheng still subconsciously spoke up to stop them.
There is... on this coffin...
Xu Zhao withdrew his hand angrily before touching her.
She was indeed reckless.
She quickly stood up, patted her hands which seemed to be stained with dust, and tried to justify her behavior: "There are words written here."
"Really? Where?" Jin Suiran was afraid, but she couldn't resist her curiosity. She walked quickly to Xu Zhao's side, squatted in her previous position, and looked at the coffin.
Then everyone heard her exclaim, "Come and see, there are really words!"
She did not read out the words written on the coffin. These words were the most shocking when she saw them with her own eyes.
Driven by curiosity, the remaining few people took turns squatting in that position to watch.
Thanks to Xu Jingheng's careful explanation just now, the guests already had a preliminary understanding of Shen Lingge.
"As expected of the emperor who unified the four kingdoms, these words are quite domineering!"
"The one who opens the coffin dies. It feels like feudal superstition."
"If you are not superstitious, why don't you join the archaeological team and open the coffin yourself?"
“Trust in science.”
“It is said that the end of science is metaphysics.”
"As the ancients said, it is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not exist. Can you guess why this coffin is still here after such a long time?"
There is certainly a reason why this coffin has not been moved until now.
Originally, this coffin was to be moved out of the tomb when it was discovered in the main coffin chamber, but the coffin as a whole was very important and it would take time to move it out.
We can only study other things in the main coffin room first, such as the murals on the walls.
Until one day, an archaeologist accidentally discovered these eight words while taking pictures of the coffin, which caused a sensation in the academic community.
This made the experts who were preparing to move the coffin out of the main coffin chamber hesitate to act rashly.
In order to move such a heavy coffin out of the main coffin chamber, experts discussed several plans, whether to open the coffin in the main coffin chamber and move it out separately, or to move the coffin to the laboratory and then open it. Before they could come to a conclusion, everything was stopped.
The cameraman's camera was also aimed at these eight words.
[Damn, this is the second coffin I’ve seen with a note saying the person opening the coffin is dead! 】
[The ancients took great pains to prevent tomb robbers from opening their coffins. 】
[Let me ask you, if you were an archaeologist, would you dare to open this coffin? 】
[Let the party members open it, they are staunch materialists. 】
These eight words easily overshadowed Xu Zhao's desire to touch the coffin, and no one remembered her previous reckless behavior.
The only pity was Xu Zhao herself. She was unable to touch the coffin and had no idea whether this was the medium for her to travel back to the Moon Kingdom.
It seems I can only look for an opportunity next time.
The outer layer of the coffin is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the specifications are quite high.
Several guests stood half a meter away from the coffin, with their heads leaning forward to observe it closely.
“It’s a pity that I can’t bring my phone, otherwise I could take pictures of everything I saw today. It would definitely be a precious memory!”
Jin Suiran straightened up with some regret and looked back at the mural on the wall.
Sun Runchen directly challenged, "Do you think our hard-working photographers are invisible? Aren't they recording everything with their cameras? If you want something, you can just ask the director to take screenshots."
The words may be rough, but the truth is there. If someone else said this, Jin Suiran would not think there was anything wrong with it. But these words came from Sun Runchen's mouth.
Jin Suiran just felt that there was something else behind Sun Runchen's words, as if he was mocking her for being brainless.
Perhaps anger clouded her mind, but Jin Suiran was no longer flustered, and she refuted on the spot: "How can the photos taken by others be the same as the photos taken by me?"
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Qiao Zhijing hurriedly pulled Sun Runchen away.
This is a tomb, not to mention that we are standing in front of Shen Lingge's coffin. Even if the body is not well preserved, there should at least be bones.
You can't quarrel in front of someone's grave, it's so impolite.
What if the quarrel made Shen Lingge restless? Moreover, there was a curse in front of him. Qiao Zhijing didn't want to risk his life to listen to the quarrel between these two elementary school students.
After Qiao Zhijing's persuasion, the two finally calmed down, rolled their eyes at each other and turned their heads away.
As soon as Sun Runchen opened his mouth, Tang Qianshuo quietly walked down the platform. He had a premonition that the two of them would definitely have a quarrel.
While Jin Suiran and Sun Runchen were arguing, Tang Qianshuo had quietly walked to a distant place. Compared to the terrifying and unknown coffin placed on the high platform, the surrounding murals and objects attracted him more.
He walked to the wall, which was painted with the scene of Shen Lingge in the military camp.
On the mural, there are military tents, war horses, and more soldiers arranged in neat rows as if they are training.
Teacher Xu said that the murals depict people and things that are very important to Shen Lingge. It can be seen that Shen Lingge is indeed a benevolent monarch. He has not forgotten his life in the barracks and the soldiers who defended his country.
Tang Qianshuo looked from right to left, and from top to bottom. When he saw a corner of the mural, his eyes paused. This shape!
His mind sketched out something that would fit the shape.
If I remember correctly!
Xu Zhao, who was discussing the coffin issue with Xu Jingheng, suddenly heard someone calling her name. The discussion was interrupted and both Xu's father and daughter looked in the direction of the voice at the same time.
"Sister Zhao Zhao!" After noticing Xu Zhao's gaze, Tang Qianshuo waved at her, "Come over and see what I found!"
Because there was a variety show being filmed today, there were no archaeologists in the main coffin chamber, and Tang Qianshuo's shouting was not loud enough to affect the archaeologists in other tomb chambers.
"Let's go and take a look." Xu Jingheng looked at Xu Zhao.
Archaeologists had already conducted a rough examination of the tomb, and he was very curious about what the little star could discover.
The father and daughter walked quickly to Tang Qianshuo's side, and the remaining guests were also attracted over.
"Sister Zhaozhao, look," Tang Qianshuo pointed to a mark in the corner of the mural.
Xu Zhao knew very well what this pattern was. Her mind seemed to have exploded and she stood there motionless.
Qiao Zhijing looked in the direction of his finger. This was...
In order to confirm his thoughts, he walked forward quickly, bent down, put his face very close, and stood up after confirming.
"Zhao Zhao, it's the jade pendant you bought before!"
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