Looking at the murals on the wall.

Wang Han's mind was blank.

Although the lines are simple, they are indeed exactly the same as Su Qi, but they are wearing ancient costumes.

The bang came over, the flashlight shook, looking at the murals on the wall.

"Judgement from clothing, this kind of clothing inherited the foundation of the Qin and Han Dynasties, and incorporated the streamlined elements of Hu people's clothing. The top is short, the clothes are thin and close to the body, and the mixed hem is the most typical women's clothing feature in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but you

My wife obviously didn't wear that thing, there was no streamer for mopping the floor, the sharp-cornered dovetail was enlarged, and there was a shawl on her shoulder. This thing is the prototype of a shawl, and the foot is still a crested shoe, a typical one

The dressing style of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.”

Wang Han thought about it carefully and thought of the small bell called by the village guard before coming in. The small bell said that the National Master Qiuchi was written on it, and the Qiuchi Kingdom happened to be a flash in the pan country of that era.

After entering the dog basket, the sarcastic look was fierce and he was looking for a tomb room with a noble identity.

Wang Han turned around and looked around.

The entire tomb chamber looks more like a woman's boudoir.

In the middle is a coffin.

Various ancient women's products are arranged in an orderly manner around.

Bangzi glanced at the mural on the wall, "Ah Han, Master Qiu Chi is called Wang Han, your wife is in the tomb of that era. You said this is a coincidence. I don't believe it even if I die. Tell me.

Say, are you carrying me on your back and have any other identities?"

"Okay, I'm showing up, I'm your father."

Bangzi had long been used to fighting with Wang Han, and walked around the corner of the coffin.

"Come on, Dad, help your son and open the coffin."

The two of them stood at the corner of the coffin, and the stone coffin outside was extremely thick.

Wang Han was very strong, and he held a corner of the stone coffin and lifted it hard. The thing opened a gap, and two steel pipes were stuffed into it and put them in the gap.

Pushing forward, the stone coffin was pushed open, revealing the coffin inside.

This coffin is very similar to that of Tian Pengque.

This is the pattern drawn above is different.

The soul ship of Tian Pengque is painted with patterns like Yufu. The soul ship is painted with a winding river. At the end of the river is a round sun, and there are two phoenixes circling at both ends of the sun.

If you can draw such a pattern on it, it proves that your identity is definitely not simple.

Bangzi reached out and knocked gently on the coffin.

After listening to the sound.

A characteristic crowbar was pulled out from the waist of the pants.

Don't go into the gap, push it hard and then, and the coffin opened a gap.

A strong smell of corpse came to my face.

Wang Han and Bangzi both turned their heads and held their breath.

A few seconds later.

Bang pried open a corner again.

The flashlight shines inside.

You can see a corpse lying inside.

With a hard push, the coffin lid opened, revealing its appearance.

Through the costumes, you can see that he is a woman.

I have been dead for many years, but I don’t know what was put inside. The body has corrupted. It contains the disgusting and sticky soup. The smell is even more flushing than the dry toilets in summer many years ago.

The two of them held their breath, looked left and right, and pulled out two feather arrows from the quiver pot on one side, clamping them inside like chopsticks.

"Dust-scented shoes..." Bang clamped out a pretty lady's shoes and stuffed them in.

"What's the thing?"

Bangzi cursed, "Dust scent shoes are shoes worn by women in ancient times when they were sleeping. They are decorated with thin jade flowers, and there are spices like dragon brains. You can't listen to them if you read more books."

Wang Han was too lazy to refute.

The smell in the coffin was so strong that tears burst out from the choking.

Another dry retching.

He stuffed two arrows into Wang Han's hand, "I'll go get some breath and see if others have found any good things! Then you can see what else is there!"

Wang Han swept through the flashlight and could see that there were Jade Nine orifices in the woman's orifices.

I took a random look.

Wang Han suddenly exclaimed lightly, and then walked in from outside after hearing Wang Han's voice.

"What's wrong?"

"The normal Jade Nine Orifices are just put on it, so why does this look like it is nailed on it?"

Bangzi walked over and looked at him, "Fuck! It's really fucking!"

The normal Jade Nine Orifices are blocked to block the vent holes and to make the corpse rotten, but those are placed very gently.

There was obviously something vicious in front of me.

It was nailed to it alive.

Bangzi pulled, "If I guessed this correctly, I want the soul of the deceased to be nailed inside and never be reborn forever! How great aggrievance is this!"

While talking, he glanced at the mural on the wall.

"Your wife did something tragic, right?"

Wang Han cursed, "This is not my wife, don't be fooled, the one lying here is not the person on the mural. According to the proportion of the stool, you are almost 1.65 meters tall.

It was almost 1.7 meters tall, and the one 1.6 meters tall was lying in the coffin."

He glanced at me, "Oh, yell, yell, yell! I'm very careful in observation!"

The two of them were holding things and plucking them inside the coffin.

Wang Han suddenly pulled something at the hand of the corpse and picked it up.

A clang flashlight shone over.

It was discovered that it was a bamboo slip.

Bangzi put on gloves and took out the bamboo slips from it.

He shook the dirty water on it and opened the bamboo slips with his hands and feet.

Over the years, the handwriting on the bamboo slips has become very blurred.

Rub rubbing.

I roughly recognized some of the contents through a few words.

"Jie, what Yang, what E?"

Wang Han remembered a name in his mind at the first time.

"Yang Qing'e?"

Bang looked back, "Hey! What's the Yang Qing behind? That's what's the point of saying that's really Yang Qing'e! Where have you heard of Yang Qing'e's name!"

"I have sent you a female book before, which records Yang Qing'e."

He slapped his head, "Yes! This is Yang Qing'e? If that's what he said, it is Jieyu Yang Qing'e? I remember this girl was doing a good job in the end?"

Both of them were silent for a moment and looked at each other.

"No, if this is Yang Qing'e, then who is Yang Qing'e in the coffin that I opened before?"

Not only that, there is a soul lamp for Yang Qing'e on the bronze tree in Tianpengque.

Everything became confusing again.

Who is Yang Qing'e?

Why is Su Qi's mural here again?

Wang Han suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He glanced at me, "What's wrong?"

"I remember something. When Yang Qing'e's bronze coffin was opened, Yang Qing'e said something, she said, "Why did I bow her?"

"Does this betray her? Does this betray mean 18 cm?"

Wang Han compared his middle finger and smiled at him, "Oh? Ah Han, let's make an assumption, if the National Master Qiu Chi is you, the person on the wall can also be assumed to be you.

Wife Su Qi, right? Can that be understood as Yang Qing'e wants to get to you, but you have a wife, and she can't get to you, so resentment becomes hatred?
To be continued...