Tomb Robbery: Successor to the King, starting in Yunnan Worm Valley

Chapter 30 Death signal, tree burial in blood coffin

There was a series of clear "tick" sounds, and the four of them were unprepared for this.

Just now, I thought it was the flat-haired beast causing trouble in the cabin. Now that they have been dealt with, why suddenly the signal sounded again.

No, this is the sound I first heard under the tree. Now I compare it, and it is obviously different from the pecking sound made by the eagle owl.

It's just that I didn't notice it just now and mistakenly thought it was the same voice.

Now, it was clear that this string of sounds came from the tree trunk under the wreckage of the cabin.

Hu Bayi scolded: "It's his grandma's fault, but what's the trouble? This voice is really evil."

Shirley Yang asked Hu Bayi to calm down and listen carefully. While listening, he pressed the code in his heart. His calm expression inadvertently revealed a shadow of fear:

"You can hear it clearly this time. Over and over again, there is only a repeated Morse code signal, but this time the content of the signal has changed..."

Shirley Yang stared at the direction of the source of the sound and slowly repeated it: "Didi-dee...dee-dee...dead...dead-dee...dead. This is indeed a ghost signal, a death signal sent by the dead. "

Hu Bayi said to Shirley Yang: "The string of signals before you shot the great eagle owl just now meant SOS."

"There was a pause just now and it suddenly turned into DEAD. Is there any connection between this? Apart from the Berry Air Force flying this C-type transport plane, who else in the deep mountains and wild mountains knows the Morse communication code?"

"What are you two mumbling about?"

Fatty Wang didn't hear the Morse code when he was asleep, so he was confused when he heard the discussion between the two.

Wang Ye raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He already knew where the ghost signal came from.

"Brother Hu, Staff Officer Yang, the sound came from it."

As he spoke, he pointed his finger forward.

At the same time, he looked at it with his piercing eyes, and the result made him feel a little surprised.

He saw an extremely sinister and powerful force.

This force was like a person's shadow, twisting and struggling in the hole exposed after the big banyan tree broke, as if it wanted to break free and rush out from inside.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang walked away after hearing the sound, and the morning light in the jungle made their eyes dazzled.

A dark red object was exposed from the cracked tree body, which was rectangular in shape, with the top two sides rounded.

The sun shines through the gaps between the trees, emitting a faint purple halo. What the hell is this?
  "Let's go up and have a look."

Wang Ye couldn't wait to walk over. Hu Bayi and others were also full of curiosity and followed his pace.

Hu Bayi struggled to hang onto the tree with a mountaineering pick and climbed back to the canopy.

Then Shirley Yang was dragged up.

The fat man was originally afraid of heights. He was hanging on a tree ten meters above the ground and did not dare to make any big movements. He was so scared that his whole body became stiff.

Hu Bayi wanted to put him on the ground with a safety rope, but the fat man said nothing and said, "Old Hu, you'd better pull me up the tree. I have to take a good look at this thing. I think it's probably worth a lot of money." "

Hu Bayihao and Shirley Yang used all their strength to pull the safety rope and help the fat man climb back to the canopy.

It was already dark at this time. Standing in the canopy of an old banyan tree more than 20 meters high and looking down, it felt a bit like facing an abyss or thin ice.

This time, the four of them learned a lesson and dispersed, no longer gathering on the same branch of the tree to watch the objects emerging from the tree.

The fat man asked Wang Ye and Hu Ba: "Cousin, Old Hu, is this a coffin? Is it jade or crystal? Why is it such a weird color? I think this looks like the coffin I was in Panjiayuan. A piece of bloodstone.”

Hu Bayi didn't answer the fat man's words. This incident was unexpected. He just looked at it carefully.

Wang Ye also remained silent. This made Fatty Wang anxious, but he knew nothing about these things, so he could only follow the two of them and stay silent.

Shirley Yang watched carefully.

I saw that in the middle of the old banyan tree, most of the transparent coffins that looked like jade and crystal were exposed. They were extremely smooth and translucent.

The outer layer is as thin as a cicada's wing and is milky white, while the inside begins to gradually turn red. The color becomes darker as you go inside, as if the inside is filled with red blood.

Most of the shell is wrapped in the bark scattered inside the tree and the vines of various parasitic plants, making it difficult to see the whole thing.

The trio of Captain Mojin had never seen such a material before.

Taking a closer look, I found that it was made of translucent jade, with a layer of crystal jade inside.

There is a large amount of red liquid inside, which is like blood. Judging from the appearance alone, this is a rare jade coffin.

When Shirley Yang saw this strange jade coffin, she couldn't help but wonder: "This is clearly a coffin containing the deceased. It can be seen that the material is Tibetan heaven jade, not Burmese jade produced near Yunnan."

"But...how could there be such a big jade coffin in the tree? By the way...the area behind Zhelong Mountain is already the tomb of King Xian. This coffin is probably an accompanying mausoleum of the main tomb, but why does the coffin grow up to the tree? inside?"

The fat man said: "Hey, you have to ask Lao Hu about this. Doesn't he always brag that there are no coffins in all the cemeteries in China that he doesn't know about? Let him explain."

Shirley Yang looked at Hu Bayi.

Wang Ye was also very curious.

When Hu Ba saw the three of them waiting eagerly for his explanation, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

Brother finally came in handy!

So he started talking about Feng Shui theory and the hanging coffin burial in the southwest.

"You don't know, old trees are the first of the five hazards of the Yin Mansion. If there are old trees, Dushan, dead streams, bare ridges, and rocks near the Yin Mansion, then this is not a place to bury people."

"In places like this, either the wind and energy are competing for the wind, or the yin and yang are in conflict, or the energy is cut off, or the evil energy is rampant."

"In general, it's okay to build temples and ancestral halls, which can regulate the earth's energy and bury dead people, but it's not okay!"

Hu Bayi spoke eloquently, but Shirley Yang and Fatty Wang were confused.

After finishing speaking, Fatty Wang shook his head, "Old Hu, I didn't quite understand what you said, but I have a question. Since you said that big trees are not suitable for burying people, where did this coffin come from? Where is it? It fell from the sky?"

Hu Bayi was actually stopped by Fatty Wang's words. While he was lowering his head to think, Wang Ye spoke.

"What Brother Hu said is basically the funeral customs of the Han people, and the Feng Shui theory is mainly popular in the Han area."

"But we are in the southwest now. In ancient times, until the Han Dynasty, the customs in this area were still different from those in the Han Dynasty."

"Not to mention that this coffin may be related to King Xian."

"Then what's going on with this?"

Fatty Wang had a black question mark on his face.

"I read a book, which said that the funerals of ethnic minorities in the southwest are very different from those in the Han Dynasty. Tree burials have also been practiced since ancient times."

"The Book of Wei·Huayang Biography" records: "Wei lost the country in the southwest, his parents died, the men and women gathered together and cried for three years, and their bodies were placed on the trees in the forest. "

"This is a typical tree burial."[space]
  Hu Bayi and the others were instantly shocked.

Cousin, do you really only know a little bit?
  Why do you feel that you know more than Hu Bayi?

(End of this chapter)