Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

The little brother reached out to touch the jade coffin, and put two strangely long fingers on the jade pillow of the man who had turned into yellow bones. I don't know where he touched it. The pillow made a sweet and clear sound, and slowly started to For two, a square box suddenly appeared, covered by the light yellow silk.

The younger brother picked up the item, and everyone realized that the silk satin seemed to be wrapped in something. It looked like a square container in shape.

?Xie came to the little brother and chatted: "Brother, can you show me?"

The little brother glanced at ?xie and handed the thing in his hand over. ?xie opened it and found that it was a red lacquer box. After opening it, there was a pile of paper inside. There were sheets of paper stored in it. The feel and color were obviously Made of bamboo paper. The paper was densely covered with writing.

?Xie picked up the first piece of paper and read it intently for a moment before he couldn't help but gasp.

When Fatty, Heixiazi and Qinghuai saw Xie's reaction, they could no longer hold back their already very curious hearts.

The blind man couldn't help but asked: "Xie, what is written on it?"

?Xie said: "Didn't you just wonder which emperor was lying here?"

The fat man nodded and said, "Yes!" Then, as if he had realized something, he said in surprise, "Isn't there a record on it?"

?Xie nodded and said slowly: "The fourteenth emperor of the Western Han Dynasty, Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty, Liu Heng."

The fat man said with a puzzled face: "Who is Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty? He doesn't seem to be a very famous emperor?"

?Evil way: "Liu Jin is the grandson of Liu Shi, Emperor Yuan of the Western Han Dynasty, and the son of Liu Xing, the Xiaowang of Zhongshan. At that time, Wang Mang was in charge of state affairs. Although Liu Jin was the emperor, his power was in the hands of the powerful minister Wang Mang. In December of the fifth year of the Yuan Dynasty (6th year) , Liu Kun, who was only fifteen years old, died in Weiyang Palace."

"Combining the previous formations, I think Wang Mang's ambitions started when Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty ascended the throne. Wang Mang deceived everyone. After Wang Mang succeeded in usurping the throne, he changed the country's name to a new dynasty. But he was not born with luck. The real dragon emperor, therefore, has no luck, and he wants the new dynasty to be prosperous."

"He also wanted to live forever and become immortal. At that time, he received guidance from a man named Mr. Ironface. Mr. Ironface told him about the ancient times and the transshipment formation."

Hearing Mr. Iron Mask, the expressions of the fat man and Mr. Iron Face changed. The fat man said, "Isn't Mr. Iron Face the blood corpse that transformed into a corpse in King Lu Yang's tomb and was hacked to death by my brother?"

When the little brother heard that Iron Mask was born, a chill suddenly appeared on his face, and his eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of frost.

Qinghuai looked confused and said, "I seem to have heard of this person somewhere."

Pangpang patted Qinghuai's little head and said softly: "Qinghuai, your memory is more forgetful than a fish. Didn't we see that bloody corpse in the tomb of King Lu Yang? My brother chopped him into pieces. of."

Qinghuai looked suddenly enlightened and said "oh".

?Xie said a little strangely: "Why is he mentioned here? There are hundreds of years between Wang Mang and King Lu? Could it be that Mr. Ironface has lived for hundreds of years?"

The blind man looked puzzled. He slowly pieced together the information just now and probably had an idea.

?Xie looked at the little brother and found that the other person was lowering his head at the moment, and then said: "I don't know, maybe he's not alone!"

?xie continued to translate: "Mr. Tie Mian pointed out to him that if he wanted to get the magic of immortality, he needed to go to the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West. Under Tie Miansheng's guidance, Wang Mang found the gold-threaded garment, and this mausoleum was once the site of Wu Zhe, the last king of Wu Xian Kingdom. Tie Miansheng discovered the mausoleum and suggested to Wang Mang to rebuild the mausoleum. With Tie Miansheng's help, Wang Mang successfully entered the mausoleum and renovated and expanded the mausoleum. When the mausoleum was completed, Wang Mang followed Tie Miansheng's instructions. The teacher said that he arranged for Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty to fake his death and sacrifice those feathers and a large number of construction workers."

The fat man exclaimed: "What am I talking about? How could Wang Mang build such a large mausoleum after more than ten years in office? And he is so rich? He's just trying to occupy the magpie's nest!"

?Xie glanced at the fat man and continued: "Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty faked his death and was taken to this mausoleum by Wang Mang. Wang Mang asked Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty to put on this gold-threaded garment and lie down in the jade coffin, and also asked the iron mask to be laid down for good luck formation, so Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty lay in this jade coffin to provide Wang Mang with dragon luck."

The fat man asked doubtfully: "Then if Wang Mang gets the Dragon Luck, shouldn't the country be prosperous? But why..."

?Xie said: "Tie Miansheng didn't lie to him. After he got the dragon luck, the dragon luck brought many benefits to Wang Mang in the past few years. However, at the time of Emperor Ping of the Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty was already in turmoil. How many dragons could he have as the last emperor? Luck, so the subsequent Xin Dynasty seemed to have exhausted its luck and perished within a dozen years."

The fat man couldn't help but sigh.

?Xie's tone suddenly became a little excited: "The Tie Mian Sheng above claimed to be a descendant of Chi You. He claimed that he had found the elixir of immortality for King Lu Yang and gained immortality."

Qinghuai was a little surprised and said: "Are they really the same person? But how can people live so long?"

When the fat man heard this, he was also shocked, and then murmured: "Chi You?"

Qinghuai shouted: "I know this. Chiyou is a descendant of Fuxi and Nuwa. That was in ancient times. In ancient times, human beings lived a long life and there were many strange and incredible things. Just like what the black blind man said, Miao Xinjiang’s Gu might have been like superpowers at that time.”

"In Fuxi's time, humans and animals coexisted, and they could live for thousands of years if they lived in symbiosis with spiritual animals. According to records, Fuxi lived for 1100 years, which shows that he had the secret of immortality."

"Fuxi is the leader of the Dongyi tribe. After Fuxi's death, the Dongyi tribe dispersed into three tribes: Yanhuang, Chiyou, and Xiwangmu."

?Xie and Fatty glanced at Qinghuai in slight surprise, seeming to be particularly surprised that Qinghuai knew this. ?Xie said calmly: "Based on what Heixiazi said before and this record, I can confirm that the Yu man is a descendant of Chi You."

The fat man rubbed his palms and said, "Qinghuai, where did you learn this? How do you know so much?"

Qinghuai said "Huh~" and then smiled sweetly: "Jun Yue told me this, but I always thought it was a story, but I didn't expect it to be useful now."

The fat man said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. He was particularly curious about Jun Yue.

The little brother hung his hands by his side and lowered his long eyelashes slightly. I don't know what he was thinking about?

Qinghuai walked up to the little brother and saw that the little brother's eyes were slightly dazed. The little brother felt a gaze and looked up, only to see Qinghuai's round eyes looking at him with a smile.

Qinghuai blinked his eyes and asked with a smile: "Brother, what are you thinking about?" After saying that, Qinghuai's expression flashed with confusion, and then he stretched his right hand in front of his brother and said happily: "Brother, what are you thinking about?" Look, my hand doesn’t seem to hurt much anymore.”

Looking at the fair and delicate palms in front of him, the little brother's originally indifferent expression gradually softened, and he softly said "hmm".

"Hey, let me tell you, I thought you had forgotten Qinghuai." The fat man smiled and didn't intend to say more.

The other three people had discovered it a long time ago. At first, due to the strange and tense atmosphere of the mausoleum, they didn't notice it for a while. However, when they saw that Qinghuai's fingers were no longer so red and swollen, they understood that Qinghuai should be fine.