Half an hour later, the archaeological team outside successfully entered, and Wen Li returned to the camera's view without attracting attention.
Mu Shuxin didn't allow anyone to touch anything in the tomb; they were only allowed to take photos.
Upon seeing Wen Li return, Mu Shuxin quickly asked, "What were you doing just now?"
Wen Li replied in a low voice, "We've seen the tomb owner. We can open the coffin and study the burial objects in the tomb. But I hope the tomb owner's remains won't be sent to a museum. I promised him I would send him to the underworld to be reincarnated."
Even though Mu Shuxin had already witnessed metaphysical arts, he still found it unbelievable when he heard Wen Li say that the soul of the tomb owner had stayed in the tomb for more than a thousand years.
"We will definitely respect him."
Their archaeological excavations of cemeteries are never about digging up treasures from tombs. History is fragile; it is painted on walls and written on paper. The important thing is to save ancient tombs that are about to collapse and to glimpse the past and pass on the future from the burial objects and architectural structures within them.
The tomb is imbued with spirits, and Wenli is able to communicate with them, so naturally they must do their utmost to respect everything within the tomb.
"Professor Mu, please come and see what's written inside this coffin!"
The voices of the archaeological staff immediately attracted the attention of Professor Mu and Wen Li.
Their eyes met in the dimly lit tomb, and then they quickly walked to the coffin.
In the vast, secret chamber, the coffin was placed in the very center. Those who came to this tomb for archaeological work were all relatively outstanding experts in the field, and they immediately determined that the coffin in front of them was a double coffin.
The crowd gathered around the coffin, where they saw many paintings carved into the thick stone coffin that no one could understand, and which were still very well preserved after more than a thousand years.
But right in the center of the stone coffin, the erudite archaeologists unanimously recognized the only inscription written on it: "Whoever opens the coffin will die!"
"Are we going to open the coffin or not?" someone couldn't help but ask.
Those in their line of work have many taboos. Upon seeing the curse above, everyone gasped and their gazes involuntarily turned to Mu Shuxin and the others.
Mu Shuxin was silent for a while, then suddenly asked Wen Li, "What do you think we should do?"
The archaeologists present were somewhat surprised. After all, in their eyes, Wen Li was just a college student who hadn't even left his hut yet. For Mu Shuxin to ask a student a question at this time seemed like overestimating Wen Li.
However, Wen Li showed no panic when asked the question. Instead, she walked around the coffin and finally touched the strange runes on it.
Suddenly he said, "The talisman inscribed on it is the Heavenly Gang Divine Talisman. If anyone deliberately opens the stone coffin, they will all die within a month."
Wen Li's voice wasn't loud, but it sent chills down everyone's spine.
“However, there is a way,” Wen Li said. “Ignorance is no excuse. We can find illiterate villagers in Mangbei Mountain to open the stone coffin.”
As soon as Wen Li said this, someone immediately stood up to refute her: "Nonsense! We are here to study cultural relics and protect ancient tombs. What talismans or curses? I think you've been reading too many novels."
A discordant voice came from behind.
He was a young man in his thirties who dismissed Wen Li's words with disdain, even thinking that Wen Li was just talking nonsense to get on TV.
Wen Li looked at the other person quietly, not angry at all. Instead, she stepped aside and said in a calm tone, "In that case, you open this stone coffin."
man:"……"
Everyone was looking at him, but the man's feet seemed to be welded to the ground, and he couldn't move them no matter what.
Tang Yide and Mei Congyun, who were traveling with them, were knowledgeable and felt that Wen Li's words were correct, so they said, "Let's go and see if there are any illiterate villagers nearby."
The three bigwigs stood up for Wen Li, and the man who had just spoken immediately turned pale. Even though the people around felt it was absurd, they didn't dare to utter a word of rebuttal.
Soon, the archaeological team found a villager who was completely illiterate to open the coffin.
"Wait." Just after the villagers had reached the tomb chamber, the man who had spoken earlier spoke again.
The man said, "This stone coffin lid weighs at least four hundred pounds. How can he lift it by himself?"
Wen Li looked at the man again, but didn't speak. Instead, she walked straight to the stone coffin, stroked it with her hand, and said, "I'll open a corner of the stone coffin."
"Didn't it say that whoever opens the coffin will die?" the man questioned.
Wen Li: "Because I'm not afraid."
The man's face immediately turned into a riot of colors. Wen Li was clearly too lazy to talk to him, which made him quite exasperated.
According to custom, Wenli placed offerings in front of the grave. When the white candles were lit, they illuminated the already dim tomb, making it appear even more eerie and terrifying.
But Wenli's face remained expressionless. Instead, she approached the stone coffin and spoke a few words before turning to the illiterate villager: "Open the coffin."
creak—
creak—
Slowly, a tiny foot appeared on the stone coffin.
Everyone present couldn't help but jump up. They didn't notice at all that the stone coffin on the villagers' side had only been moved a small corner, while Wen Li had almost completely opened the stone coffin on her side.
Five minutes later, the lid of the sarcophagus fell completely to the ground.
All the archaeologists couldn't help but gather around. They saw that the bones in the stone coffin were scattered, but two skulls and the clothes worn by the two people were clearly visible.
"My God, the remains and clothes are so well preserved."
"Is this a joint burial?"
"A thousand years have passed, and the clothes have not yet rotted."
"..."
As they were talking, Wen Li glanced at Mu Shuxin, who was filming a documentary.
Mokushiki shook his head at the photographer.
Mu Shuxin was the captain of the archaeological team. When the photographer saw that he was not allowed to take pictures, he subconsciously took two steps back.
In one day, the research team used current technology to collect the remaining clothes from the coffin, but Mokusuke refused to send the remains for examination.
Although everyone was puzzled, they could only keep it to themselves.
On the first day, they descended into the main burial chamber and obtained a large number of well-preserved and valuable burial objects. The whole team was very excited. After returning to the research institute, they studied the era and culture of the burial objects overnight.
However, they discovered that none of the dynasties recorded in the tombs matched their knowledge!
In other words, there was another dynasty in the middle of the history they recorded!
Mu Shuxin wasn't surprised, because Wen Li had mentioned it before. Rather than waiting for them to investigate slowly, it would be better to let Wen Li explain the whole story.
Therefore, after they returned to the nearby temporary research institute, the leaders held a meeting overnight.
The speaker was Wen Li.
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