Jiang Nan once again threw a cold firework in, illuminating the area below.
He saw that there was a tomb that was about the same size as the one above.
In the center of the tomb was a stone coffin.
It looked like it was dug out by a huge rock.
It was square-shaped. If it was in a different environment, one would think that it was a big box at first glance.
The walls around the tomb were carved with murals.
"The style of this tomb and coffin is very strange…"
Seeing this scene, Hu Ba could not help but ask.
"It's probably a lost form of burial for ethnic minorities.”
"From the looks of it, part of it is influenced by the Han culture.”
"But it seems to be true. They should have added some of their own things and customs.”
Jiang Nan looked carefully and speculated.
Fatty, who was at the side, saw that the two of them had started discussing across the tomb passage and was a little anxious.
He quickly said,
"Chief Jiang, Old Hu, we're already at the entrance of the tomb.”
"It's meaningless for you to discuss the form of his burial at the door.”
"We don't care what form it takes!"
"If you ask me, it's empty inside. Let's just open the coffin and we'll know everything.”
As expected of Fatty!
Jiang Nan and Hu Ba laughed.
"Alright, then we'll go straight to the tomb!"
That's right. At this point, there's no point in wasting time.
The three of them jumped down from the passageway.
The passage was less than two meters away from the stone stairs below, so he did not need any auxiliary tools.
It wouldn't be troublesome to go up later.
In the sacrificial room, the three of them were almost hit.
Jiang Nan couldn't guarantee that there wouldn't be any hidden weapons here.
He could only rely on his own Thousand Trickeries Technique to investigate carefully.
After a long while, Jiang Nan was relieved when he did not find anything wrong.
"Alright, there shouldn't be any problems.”
At this moment, Jiang Nan turned his attention to the stone coffin in the middle of the tomb.
As for the surrounding murals, Jiang Nan was not interested.
There was no need to look at things that he had already understood.
"Chief Jiang, shall we open the coffin?”
"In such a large tomb, other than the murals and coffins, there are no other funerary objects.”
"Presumably, all the good things have been hidden in this grandson's coffin, right?”
"How many treasures are in such a big coffin?”
Fatty said impatiently as he stroked the stone coffin.
"Wait, there's no hurry. Let me listen first.”
Jiang Nan shook his head and closed his eyes.
The index and middle fingers of his right hand were placed on the stone coffin. He gently knocked, and a dull sound rang out.
He calmed his mind and focused, carefully listening to the information carried by the feedback.
"This is?"
Fatty was stunned. He didn't understand what Jiangnan was doing.
"Shh…"
Jiang Nan didn't even turn his head, gesturing for them to be quiet.
Then, Jiang Nan kept knocking on the stone coffin, carefully sensing and listening.
There was such an ability in the Thousand Trickeries Traps Technique.
It could determine the situation in a sealed space based on the sound and whether there were traps or hidden weapons.
After all, if a trap master was ambushed by some low-level trap, it would be a laughing stock.
Coupled with his two fingers probing the hole, it was even more mystical.
As he continued to sense, the situation inside the stone coffin became clearer and clearer.
Jiang Nan kept changing positions and knocking on the stone coffin, muttering to himself.
"Hollow, the space is very large…"
"Two people? It's indeed a joint grave…"
"Strange, there are no hidden weapons?”
At this point, Jiang Nan frowned.
Could it be that the oil lamp at the door was the only defensive measure?
Or was the tomb owner so confident that his tomb would not be found by others?
With doubts in his heart, Jiang Nan changed his direction and confirmed again.
Suddenly, Jiang Nan opened his eyes. He had a rough idea of the situation inside the coffin.
"There really aren't any hidden weapons.”
"But that's good. It'll save you some effort.”
Fatty came over and sighed in surprise,""Just by knocking on the coffin, you know everything that's going on inside?”
Even Hu Bayi looked at Jiang Nan in bewilderment.
This kind of method was really unheard of and was close to Dao!
"Yes, it's almost there!"
Jiang Nan nodded his head affirmatively." After all, I know the Mo family's mechanism techniques. It's only right that I know these things."”
"Alright, Fatty, Old Hu, we're ready to open the coffin.”
As he spoke, Jiang Nan used an engineer shovel to carefully scrape off the paste used for sealing the coffin in preparation for opening it.
"Wait, let me light a candle first!”
Hu Ba took out his compass and a candle, looking for the southeast corner to light the candle.
"Light the wax? I almost forgot that you guys are gold-looting lieutenants!”
Jiang Nan slapped his head and said in realization.
"Why? Is there nothing particular about sending Heaven Official Qiu?”
Huba asked as he lit the candles.
"There really isn't. The Heavenly Official has blessed us, and there are no taboos! Old Hu, do you understand what this means?”
"With a seal in hand, all evil will be repelled!"
"What kind of demon, ghost, and dumpling dare to jump out and cause trouble?”
"Just flip your hand and suppress it!"
Jiang Nan snorted and said domineeringly.
After Hu Ba had lit the candles, the three of them held the coffin lid and looked at each other.
Fortunately, the coffin was so big that the three of them could stand side by side without any problem.
"One, two, three…Push!"
Following Jiang Nan's order, the three of them exerted their strength together.
There was an unpleasant sound of stones rubbing against each other, and the stone coffin was immediately pushed open.
The dust inside drifted out.
However, the three of them were wearing gas masks, so they didn't mind and continued to push.
Finally, the coffin lid was pushed to the center by the three of them.
Fatty Old Hu glanced at the candle in the southeast corner. Seeing that it was still burning, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Jiang Nan was speechless.
However, this was a rule set by their ancestors.
Every trade had its own rules, so Jiang Nan couldn't say anything.
The flashlight shone into the coffin, illuminating the interior.
The situation inside was reflected in their eyes.
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