The messengers of death looked at the ancient words on the tombstone.
In an instant, they all looked at An Yanyuan's back.
"It's my and Anu's grave." An Yanyuan whispered, his gaze extremely gentle.
This tomb was clearly the tomb of a great scholar, the City God conferred by the Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang. However, it was not as grand as he had imagined. There were only simple tombs and steles.
The reason for this was that he had specially instructed before he died that there was no need for a big tomb after death, only a simple tombstone. Although the ancients did not care about death, he did not care much. He wanted Huan 'er to use the money on himself, whether it was for himself or to help others. There was no need to work hard on the tomb.
As he spoke, his gaze fell on the small grave on the right, and his body trembled.
Through the tomb, he saw a woman lying quietly in the coffin. Even after more than 600 years, he could not forget this woman. She was the person he missed the most in his life, his wife.
At this moment, he was very excited. He was no longer as calm and composed as before.
He didn't think about why Anu's corpse was still there after more than six hundred years. He didn't even have the time to think about it…
Weng!
Incense and light of virtue poured out from An Yanyuan's hand and enveloped the coffin in the grave.
Boom!
The ground trembled slightly, appearing so mysterious and strange in the rainy night.
Rays of light shone from the surface of the earth, illuminating the dark forest and the unique pure land of the tomb.
The light of virtue was like a warm hand, slowly reaching toward the coffin buried in the small tomb on the right and gently picking it up. A poplar coffin that had not melted for hundreds of years directly pierced through the ground without breaking the ground.
The coffin lid that had been sealed for more than 600 years was opened!
"Anu." An Yuanyuan looked at the woman lying in the coffin…
Tears welled up in his eyes.
After more than six hundred years, he saw that familiar face once again. The one who always thought for him, the one who listened to him and supported him in everything, the one and only woman he loved the most in his life.
At this moment.
The messengers of death were stunned. It was not only because Lord Shing Wong and his wife had met again after six hundred years of life and death, but also because of his wife's corpse…
How was this possible?
Every messenger of death was stunned, wondering if they had seen wrongly.
His Excellency's wife's corpse was still there? Didn't Madam pass away more than six hundred years ago?!
No.
This wasn't someone who had died more than 600 years ago. In their senses…the madam in the coffin seemed to have died not long ago and was buried not long ago!
In a moment, they saw their lord carefully carry the madam in the coffin.
An Shiyuan looked at the 'sleeping' Ah Nu in his arms.
"Ah Nu is still here…I can use incense to plant it, I can bring Ah Nu back to life, I can turn Ah Nu into an incense ghost.”There were murmurs and murmurs from his mouth, and there was an indescribable joy. He was like a child, not like the calm Lord Shing Wong.
He thought of the incense seed he had obtained this morning.
It could ignore how long the dead had been dead. As long as the corpse was still there, it could be resurrected as a ghost.
With the addition of the Incense Seed technique, he would definitely become an Incense Ghost God. As long as he nurtured it and had enough time, he would successfully become a Ghost God one day. It could be said that the only weakness of using the Incense Seed was time. It required time to accumulate, and what he did not lack the most was time!
Then, An Yanyuan carefully examined Anu's corpse, afraid that everything was an illusion, a dream.
He was really afraid, afraid that it was fake.
Even though the Seer Gazing Technique told him that this wasn't real, he was still afraid.
Anu's body was not a dried corpse, but a complete wet body. His skin was elastic, no different from a normal person's...
As he checked.
An Yanyuan knew that all of this was true.
At the same time, he also found out why Anu's body had survived for so many years.
In fact, there were many cases in history that had clear records. After a person died, the corpse could not be melted for thousands of years. There were related magical legends in various dynasties and periods.
For example.
A female corpse that had been born in Mawangdui for thousands of years. Not only did that female corpse not melt for thousands of years, but when it was dug out, it was strictly speaking a fresh corpse. It was a kind of soft wet corpse.
Her muscles were elastic, her joints could be bent, her skin felt greasy to the touch, and her internal organs were abnormally well preserved in her body. The changes on her internal organs were clearly visible. Most of her cells, cell membranes, nuclei, and some nerve tissues, such as the vagal nerve plexus, which was the most easily lost nerve tissue in humans, could be seen clearly.
Generally speaking, there were six reasons why a corpse would not melt.
The first was that they had taken some medicine that caused their entire body to be preserved for thousands of years.
The second type was if one had practiced some kind of strange technique, causing the qi and meridians in their entire body to coagulate and become like an antidote, which could also cause them to remain unchanged for thousands of years.
The third type was to be buried in a corpse-raising ground. Generally, it meant that the magnetic field was strong, the soil was dry, and there was a special substance that could kill bacteria. It could also cause it to not melt for thousands of years.
The legendary zombies often came from such places, and there were rumors and legends. According to modern science, it was not unreasonable. On the contrary, it made sense. It was just that they had to erase the word 'zombie'.
Fourth, after the death of the deceased, the family members hired professionals to embalm them, such as mummification, which would naturally not melt for thousands of years.
The fifth type was the cultivator's body. If one could cultivate a golden body, they could also not transform for thousands of years.
On the contrary, there were many such cases, and there were clear cases in Buddhism and Taoism. The details were unknown.
Sixth, the deceased was a benevolent person when he was alive, and because of a special opportunity to see the Heavenly Dao, he could also not change for thousands of years.
A more typical example was the old lady Zhou Fenglian from Hebei Province. She had not melted for a hundred years!
Anu belonged to the sixth category, and he was inseparable from it!
He liked Ah Nu because she was a kind woman.
Ah Nu had done many good deeds, which made it difficult for her corpse to decay. Of course, it was not impossible for her to do so for more than six hundred years. The one who had led all of this was Ah Nu standing together with him. He was the City God, worshipped by the people of the world, and was the God of Virtue and Incense.
In a sense, his corpse belonged to his previous life, and the mud body of the Shing Wong Temple belonged to the future. He now existed in the future, but his previous life had vanished. This, in turn, made Ah Nu, who was buried with her, grow in Ah Nu's body. In addition, he had gained a lot of merit from the Shing Wong Temple!
This was another bonus, and it also resulted in Anu being buried in a coffin. Spring passed and autumn came. More than six hundred years had passed, but she was still the same as before she died. Her body did not change, her clothes did not change, and her face did not change.
He looked at Anu's appearance, which was exactly the same as in his memories.
An Shiyuan remembered that when he died, Ah Nu was still alive. She was by his side, crying her heart out. No matter how An Shiyuan tried to persuade her, it was useless.
Recalling that time.
He felt guilty that he was sick. Otherwise, he could have lived a few more years.
Although he couldn't stop the illness, An Shiyuan still felt guilty. If it weren't for him, Ah Nu wouldn't be so sad.
A year after his death, Anu also passed away and was buried next to his grave because she missed him day and night.
The time written on the tombstone also confirmed this point.
He died in the eighth year of Hongwu, while Anu died in the ninth year of Hongwu.
"Silly woman." An Yanyuan caressed Anu's face with a reproachful and heartbroken expression.
He felt guilty.
A Nu was in good health, and it would not be a problem for her to live to sixty years old. A Nu was five years younger than him, and at that time, A Nu was twenty-six years old. A healthy twenty-six-year-old woman died at the age of twenty-seven. She had suffered a lot of mental illness and pain at that time.
in the depths of peace I'm investigating.
As for the messengers of death, they stood behind him in a daze.
“……”
They widened their eyes in disbelief.
His Excellency's wife died during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty. Now, more than 600 years had passed, but the corpse had not decomposed after such a long time.
Such a thing made them feel incredulous. It was even more shocking than them becoming messengers of death. Then, when they heard An Yanyuan's words, their expressions became dull again.
'Anu is still here''Can come back to life'
Every messenger of death stared blankly at the Shing Wong, doubting themselves once again. Did they hear wrongly?
His Excellency's wife could come back to life?
In the next second, they recovered from their doubts and firmly believed that they had not heard wrongly. Their master had a way to resurrect his once dead wife.
No one else could do it.
However, Daren would definitely be able to do it. Daren would not lie, much less lie in this place.
In an instant, the messengers of death were excited.
Daren had been kind to others all his life and had done many good deeds, but in the end, his descendants had all died. This made them angry and angry at An Ziming's evil. They also felt sad and sour. They felt pain for Daren. Why did such a thing happen?
But now, they were very happy that their lord's wife could come back to life. This was like parting the clouds to see the red sun, and the clouds to see the bright moon.
"Daren has been kind to others all his life. He shouldn't be repaid by having no descendants…That's not repayment, it's just a calamity.”a messenger of death whispered.
As he spoke, a thought appeared in his mind.
If Sir and Madam came back to life, would they be able to have a baby in the future?
When he thought of this situation.
The other messengers of death had the same thought at this moment.
A moment later.
The messengers of death bowed in unison.
"Congratulations, Milord, good fortune has come!" His respectful voice reverberated through the forest on this rainy night, echoing in the rain and wind.
Hearing this.
An Yanyuan was slightly startled.
"The end of the world?" Then, he smiled." That's right. The worst comes the best…"
The next moment, he waved his hand and returned the coffin to the tomb. He did not consider bringing the coffin back, but chose to put it back.
This tomb represents our past, so let it remain the same.
He looked at the messengers of death.
"Let's go back to the underworld!"
He wanted to return to the underworld and couldn't wait to make preparations.
The messengers of death agreed in unison and disappeared into the forest, leaving behind only the two small graves and a tombstone.
……
The next day.
On the mountain, Chang Xingde's figure appeared once again.
He was very concerned about the corner of the stone he saw last night. He did not come to this mountain for sightseeing, but for a purpose.
Chang Xingde read through the ancient books and investigated the burial sites according to the local customs of the Hongwu period. He locked onto a few places as possible burial sites for the City God An Yuan. He did not want to dig up the grave, but to investigate the history of An Yuan. He had to follow it step by step and pay attention to every detail.
As for that corner of the stone, he looked very much like the tombstone of the tomb, so he immediately went up the mountain as soon as he could.
"Look!"
An assistant suddenly shouted and pointed ahead.
They arrived at the approximate location of the lightning strike yesterday and saw a location not far away.
The heavy rain last night had washed away the mud and stones there, revealing a large area. There was a stone tablet and two small graves on it.
Chang Xingde rushed over and almost fell on the way.
" The tomb is here…" He stood in front of the tombstone and looked at the blurry ancient words on the tombstone. His heart trembled to the extreme, and his voice trembled with excitement!
The group of people were all stunned and silent.
They looked at the tombstone in horror.
After a long time.
Cries of alarm pierced through the forest.
"City God's Tomb! This is Yong Ru Bo's City God's Tomb! We really found it!”
The next moment, someone immediately picked up a satellite phone to report what had happened here. At the same time, someone rushed down the mountain to get the special equipment placed at the foot of the mountain.
"I'll go get the equipment."
"I'll go with you."
Many people rushed down the mountain. Along the way, they staggered and almost fell. When the people who went down the mountain saw him, they kept saying,"Slow down, slow down, don't fall. It's very dangerous to rush down the mountain." However, he ran faster than anyone else and rushed more fiercely than anyone else. Everyone was excited. This was a big discovery!
They had discovered the tomb of City God An Yanyuan. It was the tomb of An Yanyuan and his wife. They were buried together. Such a discovery was absolutely shocking. They could learn a lot of information from it.
Half a day passed.
Chang Xingde and the others were once again stunned as they looked at the display on the instrument.
"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?”Chang Xingde widened his eyes.
They did not dare to destroy the tomb. They chose to sweep the tomb with cutting-edge instruments and analyze the scene inside the tomb. However, the results of the analysis made them unable to remain calm.
Two ancient coffins were buried. One of them was empty. There were no rotting corpses or traces of corpses. It was empty, as if there was only a coffin buried.
"I've checked it three times. There's no mistake.”
The assistant looked at the machine and could not believe the results of his own examination.
Hearing this.
Chang Xingde raised his gaze and looked past the instrument at the joint grave not far away.
The empty tomb was on the right.
According to the distribution of the ancient characters on the tombstones, the wife of the City God An Yuanyuan was buried here!
At this moment, Chang Xingde felt his hair stand on end.
Shing Wong's wife wasn't in the coffin, but was buried in an empty coffin?!
He couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Professor, there's a new discovery. There should have been a body lying in the coffin, but…it should have disappeared for some reason that we don't know.”The assistant spoke and pointed at the image displayed on the instrument.
"What did you say?"
Chang Xingde suddenly turned around and looked at the screen of the instrument…
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