Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"Sir, are those hanging coffins hoisted up by zip lines?"

While the two were talking.

Miss Hong and others also looked up.

The Xieling sect not only has many ancient weapons that have been passed down to this day, but also absorbed the experience of other Duandou sects.

Facing the cliff, apart from the centipede ladder, the most powerful one is the zipline.

The precarious cliffs on both sides of Bingshu Gorge are difficult for apes and monkeys to climb. Without the help of tools such as hooks and ropes, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky without the help of tools such as hooks and ropes, let alone sending the entire ship coffin weighing hundreds of kilograms up.

after all.

Not everyone is a shopkeeper.

Can fly into the sky.

"clever!"

Hear this.

Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.

He looked at her in surprise.

You must know that the Three Gorges hanging coffin was first recorded in the Shui Jing Zhu, but Li Daoyuan, who lived in the Northern Wei Dynasty, could not understand how the ancients sent the coffin.

When there is a flood, people park on the side of the cliff and put embers in the boat, which is called "inserting the stove".

In "Taiping Yulan", the hanging coffin in Wushan is called the coffin of the immortal and the house of the earthly immortal.

It was not until later generations that it was repeatedly verified through archaeological excavations.

Only then did I learn that the Three Gorges Hanging Coffin is a relic from the Cuban era.

At that time, the ancients pursued high burial and immortality. At the same time, because of the chaos of war at that time, they took great pains to send the coffins to the cliff in order to prevent the remains of their ancestors from being destroyed.

And about the method of funeral.

Until decades later, there was no conclusion.

However, the most widely circulated theory is that the coffin was lowered little by little from the top of the mountain with the help of devices such as suspension ropes, and finally fell accurately into the cave or onto piles driven in advance.

Such a short moment.

Red girl can think of this step.

No wonder Chen Yulou was so amazed.

"That's true."

Huamaguai sighed subconsciously.

The eyes looking towards the cliffs on both sides were full of expectation.

The warriors unloading mountains, leveling mountains and moving hills, looking for gold and stealing bones.

What he ate was a bowl of dead man’s rice.

There are so many coffins here, how can they not be thoughtful?

but……

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Chen Yulou.

"You kid, stop having those ideas."

"I really think that the Guanshan people are just freeloaders. There are really good things, but they have already taken them away. Is it your turn?"

"Hey, shopkeeper, there's no reason in this world for a farmer to complain about having too much food."

His thoughts were broken.

Huamaguai is not embarrassed.

I just feel an unspeakable pity.

If you don't steal a coffin, what's the difference between this and cutting his heart?

You know, there are thousands of brothers on Mount Changsheng to support.

Even if it’s just a copper plate, it’s not a loss.

In recent years, if things were good, I could dig a bucket of oil to feed the people on the mountain for a year and a half.

But throughout the ages, the famous Dadou has been visited eight hundred times, dug into a sieve from the inside out.

Often busy for months.

After finally reaching the bottom, I discovered that it was an empty bucket.

This is also the reason why the Xiling lineage has always been plucked and never gone empty.

If you don’t know how to be a money-lover, oil and salt are expensive.

As the person in charge of Changshengshan's money bag, he always wanted to break a penny in half and spend it.

There are at least dozens of coffins on the cliffs on both sides.

It looked like the coffin lid was tightly sealed, and it seemed that no one had done anything to it.

If it were normal, he would have led people up the mountain with his personality.

but……

Now that the shopkeeper has spoken.

Huamaguai naturally did not dare to say more words.

He also knew how important this trip to the Kunlun Mountains was to Lao Yangren and his three brothers and sisters, and he could not delay the important event for a few coffins.

But I want to think about it.

The flesh still hurts.

"Okay, these few coffins have seduced you into being like this. If you go to Kunlun Mountain, why don't you live there?"

Huama has been following him for so many years.

How could Chen Yulou not understand what he meant?

I just want to save more, but there will be times when the harvest is not good.

"What do you mean, shopkeeper?"

Huamaguai's heart moved.

I seem to have thought of something, but I dare not confirm it.

"The thirty-six kingdoms in the ancient Western Region have disappeared one by one in the long river of history since the Tang Dynasty. As long as you can find an ancient city, not to mention so many coffins, even an imperial mausoleum will not be exchanged."

Chen Yulou smiled faintly.

The thirty-six countries in the Western Regions are still collectively referred to.

Over the past thousands of years, there have been more than thirty-six ancient countries buried in the vast desert.

You must know that the ancient countries in the Western Regions were not a unified dynasty like the Han people. They basically had one city and one country. If they could have three cities, they were considered powerful.

"This……"

Hear this.

Not only Huamaguai, but everyone on the deck was shocked.

My heart was beating wildly.

His breathing became much faster.

Ancient ruins!

If we could really dig out two of them, it would be even more amazing than the royal tombs.

"Shopkeeper, please tell me earlier. You know there is such a big coffin waiting. I am still wondering what these hanging coffins are for."

Huamaguai's eyes flickered.

It was as if I had seen gold everywhere.

From the beginning to the end of this trip to Kunlun Mountain, he only knew that the shopkeeper was going to help the three people move the mountain.

There is absolutely no option to fight back.

Therefore, when the shopkeeper asked him to select a team of at least two hundred people, he felt strange.

Now that I think about it.

I am still too young.

I'm afraid the shopkeeper already wanted to know about the ancient desert city at that time.

"True."

"Can your kid still sleep?"

Chen Yulou joked.

Hearing this, everyone on the boat couldn't help but smile at each other.

As soon as the ship passed through Bingshu Gorge, the water flow returned to calm again, and there was no shaking on the deck as before.

The captain of the ship came up from the cabin again at some point.

There were two guys behind him.

Each carried drinks, yellow paper, fish and meat.

First, he signaled to Chen Yulou and the others, and then hurriedly walked to the side of the boat, lit the yellow paper, poured the fish, meat and wine into the water, held his head in his hands and muttered something in his mouth.

Sichuan and Chongqing are separated from Sanxiang by a river.

Although the accent is quite strong and there are many roads away.

But Chen Yulou still heard it clearly.

It's nothing more than an unintentional collision, asking ghosts and gods not to blame.

Along the way to southern Yunnan, they had already seen various taboos of boatmen. This kind of taboos was nothing, and it was almost not much different from folk customs.

Wait until the yellow paper burns out.

The captain of the boat let out a long sigh of relief.

He waved to the two men to go back to the helm, and he turned back to a few people.