"Hehe, alright, I've been waiting for you to say that!”
When they heard that Murong Tianfeng was preparing to enter the tomb, Ol 'Zhou and Ol' Tian rubbed their hands in excitement.
"This famous poet, Tao Yuanming, who doesn't bend his back for five buckets of rice, actually appeared in the tomb of the first prime minister of China, Guan Zhong. What relationship can there be between the two of them? It's unbelievable just thinking about it!"
"It's very strange. I hope Elder Murong can solve this mystery for us today!”
Seeing that the three leading figures in the archaeological world had unanimously agreed to enter the tomb, Zhao Huaide immediately came forward to welcome them.
Zhao Huaide asked eagerly," Dear professors, it's almost time for dinner. Professor Murong has been travel-worn all the way here. He just got off the plane not long ago. Why don't we have a meal first?"”
"Let's rest for a while and talk in the afternoon?”
Murong Tianfeng did not say much. He simply waved his hand and looked at Zhao Huaide.
"We won't be eating. We just ate on the plane. By the way, Inspector Zhao, before I leave, have you prepared everything?”
Zhao Huaide immediately straightened his chest and patted his chest loudly when he heard Murong Tianfeng's question.
"That's for sure! How can I not take your arrangements to heart?”
"Whether it's the vacuum cabinet or the anti-oxidization agent, I've asked the staff to prepare them. There was no problem at all! In order to open the coffin safely, Professor Zhou had specially brought a powerful robotic arm from abroad. This time, it was guaranteed to be foolproof!”
"Well, that's good."
Murong Tianfeng waved his hand at the crowd.
"Check your equipment and prepare to enter the tomb!"
"Yes, Professor!"
……
Although the three professors were all big shots in the archaeology world, and they could shake the entire field with just a stomp of their feet, they were still old after all. Inspector Zhao would definitely not be at ease if he asked them to go to the tomb alone.
If such a national treasure died in his territory, wouldn't he become a sinner through the ages?
Therefore, he immediately sent out the staff of the research institute. They brought along a series of equipment such as brushes, hammers, detectors, flashlights, and other equipment. They also arranged for people to protect them. Only then did they slowly go down the extension ladder into the pit of the tomb.
The pit of the tomb had been washed by the storm, and the surface had become very shallow. It was about three meters high. The group went smoothly and soon all of them entered the tomb.
After passing through a narrow path that slanted down the slope, the well-equipped group stepped over the Dragon-Breaking Stone and appeared in the main chamber of the tomb.
Zhao Huaide whispered into Murong Tianfeng's ear a few times before instructing the staff to use the specialized storage equipment to clean up and collect the antique utensils, calligraphy, paintings, and bamboo slips scattered on the ground.
"Be careful. Before you take the things here out, you must put them in a special container!”
"Don't move blindly, and don't run around. If you accidentally trigger the mechanism in the tomb, we won't give you a martyr's bonus!”
"Did you hear that clearly?"
"I heard you clearly!"
The reply he received was a series of orderly replies. Then, the staff of each team began to get busy.
Professor Zhou stood in front of the stone tablet and looked at the contents on the stone tablet. He slowly nodded and said,
"Although there are detailed records of the age and the owner of the tomb on the stone tablet, the stone coffin has not been opened for a day, and there has not been a DNA test for a day. We archaeologists have a realistic attitude, so we cannot conclude that this Spring and Autumn Tomb is definitely Guan Zhong's tomb.”
"Elder Zhou, you have a point."
Old Terry echoed before turning to Murong Tianfeng.
"Professor Murong, since the vacuum cabinet that can transfer bones has arrived, why don't we solve this ancient riddle together today?”
Murong Tianfeng nodded as well." As long as we can verify it, the historical records of Guan Zhong's tomb in Linzi will be completely rewritten. The few of us can be considered to have restored the truth of a part of history. This is worth celebrating."”
The three of them quickly finished their discussion.
Director Zhao Huaide immediately called out to a few members who were operating the robotic arms and began to set up the mechanical equipment around the stone coffin to carry it.
Murong Tianfeng suddenly hesitated for a moment when he saw the staff getting busy.
He raised his hand and gestured,"Wait a moment!"”
Professor Zhou looked at him in confusion.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Professor Murong waved his hand." It's nothing. You guys continue to prepare. There's no hurry. I'll make a call first."”
"What call?" Professor Zhou frowned.
"I want to ask Mister Wang Xu for his opinion. You guys can do what you want, but don't open the coffin yet.”
Murong Tianfeng looked at the two of them and said softly," If Guan Zhong's body is really in the stone coffin, we don't even know how rotten and weathered it is after more than 2,000 years. If we make a mistake, we'll be sinners in history. It's best to be cautious."”
Professor Zhou frowned.
He even had to ask Wang Xu, who was far away in the capital, to open a stone coffin?
He wondered what kind of bewitching drug Wang Xu had fed him to make Murong Tianfeng trust him so much!
Professor Zhou felt a little frustrated. Murong Tianfeng had always looked down on them when it came to professional knowledge, but now, he was actually so obedient to a new kid?
He took a deep breath and frowned. His impression of Wang Xu was even worse.
Murong Tianfeng did not care what Professor Zhou and the others thought. He took out his phone and dialed a number.
Because the signal was unstable, Murong Tianfeng had brought a signal receiver with him this time. It could barely guarantee normal communication under the tomb.
"Beep…beep…beep…"
After a while, the call was connected.
"Hello, Mr. Wang Xu, it's me."
A light voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Yes, I know. What's the matter?”
"It's like this…"
Then, Murong Tianfeng told Wang Xu about what he had discussed with the others. He took a photo of the stone coffin and sent it to Wang Xu.
On the other hand, Wang Xu, who was on campus, glanced at the photo of the stone coffin on his phone and replied bluntly.
"So you want to open the stone coffin?”
Murong Tianfeng nodded."Yes. After all, there is nothing more convincing than finding a real corpse to prove that this is Guan Zhong's tomb.”
Wang Xu nodded slightly when he heard this. After a moment of silence, he slowly said.
"If you're asking for my opinion, I advise you not to waste your energy. There's nothing you want inside.”
Murong Tianfeng was confused and asked,""Sir, what do you mean?"
After pondering for a moment, Wang Xu took a deep breath, his voice sounding like a sigh.
"It's what it means literally. There's no Guan Zhong's corpse in this stone coffin. To be precise, there's actually nothing inside.”
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