Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

"Actually, the second method has a completely opposite effect. If the corpse in the coffin is upside down, it will destroy the destiny of this place and play a role in turning things around..."

Su Mu pointed at the coffin: "The long body armor worn by this soldier is very similar to the style of the Ming Dynasty, but the lower part of the head..."

As he spoke, Su Mu suddenly stopped.

There was an inexplicable oppressive silence all around.

Director Wang, San Dezi and Taoist Mi all looked at Su Mu with horrified expressions.

Sandoko's lips were trembling, and he pointed at Su Mu's eyes and said, "Have you seen that armored man?"

Su Mu blinked and withdrew the inner energy mobilized to the eye acupuncture points.

In the eyes of Director Wang and others, the fiery light in Su Mu's eyes slowly dissipated.

Mi Daochang subconsciously tightened his collar.

Su Mu was speechless.

Not to mention that I really can't see through clothes, even if I really have the ability to see through clothes, I will leave all the girls and wives in the street to do nothing, and they won't give a shit about you, a bad old man.

Who do you think the deputy director of my Tangtang Branch 02 library is?

"Well, I can vaguely perceive it, just like the black dragon was discovered in the Qinling Mountains before."

Director Wang and San Dezi looked at each other and clicked their tongues. Once they told Taoist Mi that Director Su could see the trajectory of the dragon's veins, they had no more doubts.

The coffin was dug out and laid across the ground.

Archeology in this era was not that particular, otherwise the incident of the Imperial Tomb would not have happened.

There are a large number of people who think things through as they come up with, and there is no shortage of leadership teams whose butts decide what their heads are.

After all, the quality of many people in the first generation of the founding of the People's Republic of China needs to be improved. They are all the tallest among the dwarfs. There are many people who show off more than their abilities.

Curator Wang and others were quite particular. They knew that the coffin had to be placed horizontally, and they were worried that the bones inside would fall apart over time.

Although I already believed 80% to 90% of what Director Su Musu told me about the long body armor of the Ming Dynasty, I still felt a little worried because I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

The coffin was opened, and what was inside was indeed a soldier wearing Ming Dynasty armor.

It's just that the body has rotted and the bones are jagged.

After taking a closer look, Taoist Master Mi touched his goatee and said firmly: "This is to use thin wires to fix the bones to the bottom of the coffin to prevent the bones from collapsing after the body's tendons rot."

"Just looking at the degree of decay of this warrior's body, it doesn't look like it did in the middle and late Ming Dynasty..."

Santoku murmured to himself, but also raised an unavoidable question.

On the other hand, Su Mu sighed leisurely: "It's a pity for a group of loyal Ming Dynasty people who can't stop even after they die. They were taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives and moved here to suffer..."

"Oh? What does Director Su mean?"

The style of the coffin clearly showed traces of the Qing Dynasty, which reminded Su Mu of a group of martyrs who "anti-Qing and restored the Ming".

Under various persecution measures imposed by the Qing Dynasty, many small-scale groups throughout the country wanted to help the country, either covertly or covertly.

The city gate of Xi'an was the first pass for the Qing army to enter the city. There was a reason why the martyrs who knew they could not move their thighs resorted to various strange methods.

"Perhaps what they thought at that time was to turn the coffin upside down after the Qing Dynasty fell and let the soldiers guard the city gate forever. However, the Qing Dynasty perished before them, and these soldiers have always been stuck here..."

Su Mu sighed.

Director Wang and the other three also nodded silently.

"It seems that there should be a coffin at the same position opposite the city gate."

Taoist priest Mi suddenly spoke.

So the excavation continued.

Sure enough, in a symmetrical position, another coffin with the same black mottled color was dug out.

Now, the origin of the armored soldiers has been found, and the reasoning behind their existence has withstood scrutiny, and the truth has been revealed.

But the remaining seven black shadows...

And this tomb that has been subjected to inhuman means...

It always needs to be solved by some means.

In terms of the subsequent impact of the tomb, Taoist priest Mi did his part and planned the Bagua soul-suppressing talisman method that started 30 years ago.

"It's better to have someone moving around but not stopping at night."

The talismans were buried in different directions, and Taoist Master Mi proposed the best solution: "This way, it can be removed in about 20 years..."

Director Wang and San Dezi frowned.

You can't just drive people here for a stroll during the day and then drive them away at night, right?

This is not a society of dictators, and the people are free.

"Plant green plants and turn it into a garden, and nearby residents will naturally come to take a walk. It is stipulated that the garden must be cleared before 8 p.m."

Su Mu felt that this was nothing at all.

The South Gate is the only place that connects the north and south of Xi'an. Every day, people have to go in and out of the city gate from the southern suburbs to the Bell Tower. As long as there is a garden and a place to rest, there will be more people stopping. In addition, the environment is better, and the nearby Residents are also happy to come here for a walk, so it’s natural.

The four people worked together to handle the case, and the efficiency was really fast.

On the way back to the Xi'an Hotel, Taoist Priest Mi told Director Wang and the other three: "These two armored soldiers are most likely to have their souls detained in the game, and they should be borrowed just in time. Those seven black shadows are the key. "

Going up seemed to have cut off contact, and it also poured cold water on everyone's enthusiastic momentum.

"You have just arrived, so take a good rest first. I will go to the family building tonight to stay there. Maybe I can get some unexpected results."

This is what happened when San Dezi was performing his mission.

Su Mu was quite surprised.

"Okay, I'll go with you. Without further ado, let's not go back."

Director Wang stopped and said decisively.

Before leaving, Taoist Master Mi took out two more talismans from his pocket.

Su Mu had never seen it before, but at a glance he felt that this was a small method belonging to the soul-suppressing series.

Weird.

He strongly doubted that this was not his own ability, but the insight of Miss Tangshe.

The desire to return to space for research is even stronger.

Back in the hotel room, Su Mu pretended to be tired, said good night to Daoist Mi, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.

Sumu is really sleeping.

He slept until midnight, and then his body disappeared on the bed in an instant.

Quietly.

The facts are spot on.

As expected, Taoist priest Mi stayed awake in the room. He waited for more than an hour before he couldn't bear to fall asleep.

If Su Mu disappears shortly after returning to the house, Taoist priest Mi will find out something.

Who knows what special means Maoshan Milao Road has to detect people's breathing.

Su Mu stood in the courtyard of the villa and rubbed his eyes.

He felt that his body had become smaller, but he also understood in his heart that it was not that he had become smaller, but that the villa as a whole had become larger.

It seems like it has grown in size.

The mountain is still the same mountain, and the forest is still the same forest, but the feeling given to Su Mu is completely different.

The cobs in the cornfield are still the same, but each cob feels as big as a baby's fist...