My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Sun Pingkuan stopped talking again and continued walking forward humming a song.

His behavior made Zhang Hao feel that he deserved a beating, but he didn't know where to start.

Sun Pingkuan now seems to have reached the point where he has no scruples about concealing things.

Everyone could see that he was lying, but no one could find a way to refute it. Or perhaps, he wanted this effect where no one could refute it.

Suddenly, Hao Xie pointed at a wall and said, "Look at the cloud pattern here. Is it exactly the same as when we came here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted the attention of several other people.

Fatty Wang came closer excitedly, tilted his head and looked for a long time, but couldn't see any difference.

"That's not right. How do you know this is the cloud we saw when we came here? Do you remember that cloud?"

"Well, at that time I really wanted to know what secrets were hidden behind this, but I was afraid that I would miss some details, so I forced myself to write down the clouds at that time. I am sure it is exactly the same as this one."

Now that he has said this, it is certainly certain that the cloud is exactly the same.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Zhang Hao reached out and touched the wall.

He sensed that there seemed to be fluctuations of spiritual power behind the wall.

But this weak fluctuation of spiritual power was not enough for him to determine where the spiritual power came from.

At this moment, Zhang Qilin, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.

"Hao Xie, you saw this cloud half a month ago, and according to the photos you mentioned earlier, clouds like this were first photographed in the 1990s, right?"

"Yes." Fatty Wang scratched his head and said, "It was indeed in the 1990s. Can you see any connection?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head.

"I didn't see any connection, but I found more problems. This mural is at least several hundred years old. If my inference is correct, it means that the same clouds appeared at least three times in the two worlds, or even more..."

As soon as the question was raised, everyone else's hearts sank.

Sure enough, there might be something more to these clouds than meets the eye.

Hao Xie still didn't believe it, so he went closer to the mural and looked at it carefully.

Generally speaking, the degree of dryness and age of the mural can be used to determine how many years ago it is from.

Even in this place without sunlight, the surrounding environment will cause a certain degree of corrosion to the murals. The murals here are obviously left after being painted many times, so in which dynasty was the cloud first painted?

Zhang Hao took out a small knife and carefully scraped off the first layer of paint. After making sure there were no signs of shape modification, he continued scraping downwards with confidence.

It seems that over the years, this cloud has simply been repeatedly painted without changing its original shape.

When he scraped to the bottom, Zhang Hao was basically certain that this was a work from at least a thousand years ago...

Why would people thousands of years ago draw this? Did they know that if they found the key to another world, they could transcend life and death?

How could people at that time know these things?

Why did they paint this cloud in that context?
Everyone involuntarily turned their eyes to Sun Pingkuan, and Sun Pingkuan's expression changed from full of confidence at the beginning to confusion. It was obvious that he didn't know why this happened.

Even Sun Pingkuan was surprised, so it might be true...

After a while, Zhang Hao took a few steps back.

"Anyway, at least we know that everything may be related to this cloud..."

Continue walking inside, and you will see a large square room at the end. In the middle of the room is a sarcophagus with exquisite carvings on it.

When you look closer, the patterns are rough. Just looking at the style, you can't tell when it was left. Moreover, the dust on the coffin has long been accumulated, and it is impossible to judge how long the coffin has been here by the degree of dust accumulation. If you want to know, you can only open the coffin and look inside.

However, there is an unwritten rule for tomb robbers, which is that if it is not the tomb of an ancient king, noble or wealthy businessman, it is best not to touch it. Although the things inside are few, they are all very precious to the tomb owner.

There is also a rule that you cannot enter other people’s ancestral halls, as that is where their ancestors are.

Although Sun Pingkuan allowed them to come in, it did not mean they could touch the coffin.

Although there are no gorgeous decorations on this coffin, it is placed in the center of the Sun family ancestral hall. Zhang Hao has always felt that the people of the Sun family are not simple. The owner of the coffin that can be placed in the center of the Sun family ancestral hall must not be simple either. If they open it rashly, they don’t know what the consequences will be, and they are not sure whether they can bear it.

Zhang Hao’s strength is greatly reduced now, so he must be extra cautious.

Unexpectedly, Sun Pingkuan walked forward the next moment and pushed the lid of the coffin hard. When he found that he couldn't push it open, he turned around and shouted to others: "Come and help!"

Hao Xie did not move, he was too cautious.

Even Fatty Wang, who is usually carefree, became hesitant at this moment.

There was no other way, so Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin stepped forward and pushed it away with one hand.

The moment the coffin was opened, an indescribable smell immediately wafted out, and years of vigilance made them subconsciously cover their noses.

It's a rotten smell mixed with the scent of flowers... I don't know whether to say it smells bad or good, but the first moment you smell it you know it's dangerous and you must stay away from it.

"What are you all doing holding your noses?"

Sun Pingkuan looked at their actions, his face full of confusion.

"This smell is not right. Be careful."

"What's that smell?" Sun Pingkuan sniffed hard and then looked confused.

"I don't smell it, what's going on?"

"You can't smell it? The stench is too obvious!" Hao Xie covered his mouth and said, "Is there something wrong with your nose?"

After hearing what he said, Sun Pingkuan actually reached out and touched his nose and rubbed it.

"No way? But I can still smell my own scent now. Did you smell it wrongly?"

At this time, Zhang Hao finally spoke.

"It's not that we smelled it wrong, it's that you can't smell it. I guess you're a local and aren't very sensitive to these smells, but we did smell it. Why don't you come closer and take a look and tell us what's going on."

It was indeed a bit unkind to let Sun Pingkuan be the "pioneer" to find out the situation. However, he did not mind and did not hesitate to go over and smell it.

This time, he finally smelled a little bit.

"It seems to have a smell... but it's a nice floral scent."

Fatty Huang immediately looked disgusted: "You don't smell anything. Don't tell me there's really a hometown filter?"

“Okay, it’s already this time and you’re still talking nonsense!” Hao Xie couldn’t help but pat him on the shoulder.

Sun Pingkuan looked around and found nothing dangerous inside, just a skeleton lying there.

"It doesn't look dangerous. Come and take a look."

Zhang Hao walked over and took a look, then asked in confusion: "Why are you not wearing any clothes?"

Normally, a person of this status would not be without a piece of burial clothing, and the coffin was empty, without any burial objects. Zhang Hao touched the bones, then the sarcophagus next to it, and then stood up.

"Don't look at it, these bones are not the original owner of this coffin."

"How do you know?" Hao Xie asked back.

"Judging from the age of the bones, this person has only been dead for a few decades. Although the age of this coffin cannot be accurately determined, it must be at least a thousand years old. A person who has been dead for decades is lying naked in a thousand-year-old coffin. Do you think this is appropriate?"

This is neither appropriate nor reasonable.

Hao Xie nodded, reached out and touched the coffin lid, there was only a thin layer of dust on his hand.

"If it's a thousand-year-old coffin, there shouldn't be so little dust on it. Even in this place, has this coffin been cleaned by someone in the middle of its construction?"

If it was cleaned in the middle, would the person in the coffin be put in during the cleaning?

Everyone involuntarily turned their eyes to Sun Pingkuan.

Sun Pingkuan was stunned for a moment and quickly shook his head.

"I really don't know. Didn't I tell you? I only came here when I was a kid."

"But you don't seem to be familiar with this place as if you were only here when you were a child." Zhang Hao couldn't help but walked up to him and confronted him: "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

"I've said before that my goal is to help you fulfill your wish, and then have you take me back to your world. I can enter reincarnation, and this life can continue forever."

"The so-called eternal continuation of life is all fake. After crossing the Naihe Bridge, your soul will be cleansed and you will have no memories. After reincarnation, in a sense, you have completely become another person. This is not the continuation of life, but a transfer. If you want to continue your life forever, you might as well end your life directly and exist between heaven and earth as a spirit body. Relying on your own abilities, whether it is plundering or practicing, you are fully capable of accumulating enough spiritual power to keep yourself alive. Why do you have to cling to the illusory reincarnation?"

Zhang Hao rarely speaks so directly because he thinks it is better to leave some room for maneuver in words and deeds no matter what the situation is. But his face and eyes now are completely in a state of interrogation.

Even Hao Xie, who was watching the fun nearby, felt that if Sun Pingkuan didn't tell the truth, Zhang Hao might really get angry and do something excessive.

"Old Han...don't get excited yet."

Just as Hao Xie was about to step forward to dissuade him, Zhang Qilin grabbed him and pulled him back.

Zhang Qilin walked forward, stopped in front of Sun Pingkuan, and said directly: "In fact, you have never thought about going back, right?"

"what?"

"You never planned to go back with us. You just wanted us to gather together and follow you to the ancestral hall. You have been here not only when you were a child, but you are indeed very familiar with this place, but only relative to us. There are still many secrets here that you don't know, so you are pretending to know and testing us at the same time. Your mysteriousness is the only bargaining chip you have to control us, and now you have lost it."

As soon as Zhang Qilin finished speaking, the scene fell into silence.

Sun Pingkuan lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Everyone was waiting for his response, but he remained silent.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Hao's patience gradually ran out, and he said directly: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, but from now on, we are just a cooperative relationship. We will no longer put your safety first, and you can continue to be reserved with us."

Hearing this, Sun Pingkuan seemed to have found an outlet for venting and immediately raised his head.

"I understand. Let's do it."

Zhang Hao sneered.

He was now completely certain that this guy was deliberately hiding something. So far, all the information he had asked was only what the other party was willing to reveal. If the other party didn't want to say it, no one could pry any information out of him.

How ridiculous! For so long, he thought he and Sun Pingkuan were half friends, but he didn't expect that the other party had been using him from the beginning to the end.

"Can I ask you one last question?"

"Just ask."

"How do you feel when you return to your own ancestral hall?"

"You can probably infer my emotions from my answer, so I can't answer."

At this point, he almost didn't even want to hide it anymore. Perhaps for Sun Pingkuan, he was just using her from the beginning and never invested the slightest emotion in her.

Zhang Hao returned to the coffin, looked down, and suddenly frowned, as if he realized something was wrong.

"That's not right, why is it so shallow?"

"Why is it so shallow?" Fatty Wang frowned, tilted his head to look, but didn't find anything unusual.

But Hao Xie suddenly came over, looking a little excited.

"I know! This coffin is obviously very deep, but the body is lying very shallow, which means there is probably a mechanism underneath!"

As they spoke, Zhang Hao and Hao Xie began to carefully carry out the skeleton.

After so long, the bones had fallen apart. They wanted to carry the body out intact, but they failed. Zhang Hao could only take off his coat and spread it on the ground, then put the bones on top.

No matter what this person's identity is, at least he is lying here, and he is not a tomb robber. He can only be someone related to this tomb, and we should have the most basic respect for the dead.

Sure enough, right below the skeleton, Zhang Hao saw a small square, which seemed to be a mechanism that could be pressed.

"Let me press it."

Zhang Qilin stepped forward and said, "Everyone step back."

This kind of mechanism is not uncommon in tombs, but most of them are similar to traps.

And now that this thing is right in front of them, it is their only way to make some temporary progress.

Zhang Hao also took a few steps back, but his eyes were always fixed on Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin took a deep breath, then reached out and pressed it.

The imagined danger did not happen. After pressing the switch, the board at the bottom of the coffin suddenly popped up.

It was as if something had sucked the board down there.

After hearing the noise, Zhang Hao walked forward and together with Zhang Qilin lifted the coffin lid. Sure enough, there was another world underneath!
There is a layer of material underneath, which looks transparent but not completely transparent, like glass and crystal. The most eye-catching thing is a corpse lying under the coffin.

Yes, this is a real corpse.

The girl was wearing ethnic minority clothing, exquisite ornaments on her head, a ruddy complexion, and a faint smile on her lips. She looked like she was asleep, but everyone present knew that this person must be dead.

There are many ways to ensure that the body does not decay, such as gold thread clothes, crystal coffins, and freezing. Some people even use amber to seal the body, but this method is more costly.

Zhang Hao reached out and touched the transparent baffle. He didn't feel any coolness, nor any fluctuations in power. It seemed as if it was just a simple baffle.

It is impossible to tell whether it is solid or hollow just by looking at it. If you want to know the secret of the corpse, you can only remove this layer of board.

"I advise you not to touch the body." Sun Pingkuan suddenly said, "My intuition tells me that this body is not simple."

Fatty Wang directly retorted: "I thought you were not a simple guy! From the beginning to now, you haven't said a single useful word, but you have done a lot of things that interfere with my vision!"

Fatty Wang was always rude, so Sun Pingkuan didn't argue with him. He just pretended he didn't exist and continued to talk to Zhang Hao, "I can tell you this. Our Sun family actually has a very strange and evil secret method that can ensure that a person's body will not decay. But the price to pay is also very heavy. I don't know what the specific price is."

"Can you just stop talking halfway? Don't we know this thing is dangerous?" Fatty Wang finally exploded, suddenly rushed forward and grabbed him by the collar. (End of this chapter)