Tales of the Strange works

Chapter 133

    

o spend ten years eating gruel in jail"Being scolded, I stammered and couldn't refute.Wang said we shouldn't interfere. He claimed he had called for backup and specifically instructed me to keep an ey...To talk about the origins of oracle bone script is also a mystery.

Both the ancient Yue and Shu kingdoms were prehistoric civilizations. Aside from the occasional discovery of scattered patterns, there are few records in historical texts about these ancient states before the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

We've learned so much all thanks to Red Sister's wide range of experience. Otherwise, we'd be clueless about everything.

Hong Jie came back and forth, fiddling with the bronze wares. Her brows furrowed as if deep in thought.

"Yunfeng, let's step it up! We have to finish this before those people arrive. Seeing the burial goods means the main coffin isn't far away."

After digging for some more time, the whirlwind shovel hit a thick stone slab. This piece of bluestone was quite large; it took several people to push it aside together.

As soon as the bluestone slab was pushed open halfway, a foul odor suddenly wafted up, drilling straight into people's noses!

It's not just me, you can tell by everyone else's expressions that they all smelled it too.

Before it was covered with a board, you couldn't smell anything. But once I opened it, it was really stinky, just like the stench of a dried-up latrine in the middle of summer.

I covered my nose and shouted, "How can it smell so bad! Is this a latrine" I was closest and couldn't stop gagging from the stench.

"What's wrong with the outhouse, it still needs to be used! We'll bury Kehou's coffin right below it! Yunfeng, you're nimble and light, this isn't very deep. You're the most suitable. We'll use a rope to lower you down, you can take a flashlight and check things out."

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"Uh" I muttered under my breath, "To have your head...you're not making me jump into a latrine, are you..."

Five minutes later, a rope was tied around my waist. They reminded me to be careful one last time, and then several of them pulled on the rope, lowering me down like an empty water bucket.

It wasn't very deep, the rope only went down about five meters before I stepped onto the ground.

I shone my flashlight upwards and made the safe landing hand gesture towards the head.

The rope is very long, so I didn't untie it. Just in case there's another big four-legged snake down here, they could pull me up if things get dangerous.

Using my flashlight, I immediately saw a gigantic bronze coffin lying horizontally in the northwest corner! The coffin lid was covered with dry black rust and a layer of decaying moss. Upon closer inspection, there was nothing else around except for this coffin.

The closer I got to the coffin, the stronger the stench became. I had previously thought there was a latrine underneath, but now, upon smelling it, all the foul odor seemed to be coming from within this bronze coffin itself.

Could it be that this coffin is full of poop How could it smell so bad Even if it were poop, how could it still smell after two thousand years

I shouted loudly, reporting what I saw to those above: "Heads up! Come down here and have a look! There's a coffin!"

Soon they all came down, holding onto the rope.

The crowd circled the bronze coffin several times, but couldn't figure out how to open it. We discovered that the lid was sealed with molten copper, and brute force wouldn't budge it.

"You step back, I'll give it a try," the beggar Liu drew out the gleaming soft sword from her waist.

The sword is the king of a hundred weapons, and the soft sword is even more unique among swords. When used well, it can be both soft and rigid. Ordinary people who practice soft swordsmanship need several decades of skill before they can even begin to master it.

Fengliu Beggar Sword Liu, this name was renowned throughout the martial arts world. It wasn't for nothing that he was so famous. Just look at how he chopped off Dr. An's head with a single sword strike! This master of the soft sword truly had real skill.

"Ding....." The sound of metal clashing rang out. Liu Ye's soft sword, without deviation, was precisely inserted into the coffin seam!

He suddenly drew his sword, and a small crack had appeared between the coffin lid and the coffin body.

Bronze, though not as hard as wrought iron, is still a metal. This sword pierced straight through, you can imagine how powerful this strike was.

"Quick! Get the shovel! Pry it open for me!" Upon seeing this, Tou quickly shoved the whirlwind shovel into the gap under the coffin lid.

Since the smell was unbearable, we all covered our noses and mouths with our clothes. Even if the coffin were made of bronze, after two thousand years, the bronze would have corroded severely. Once a crack is opened, there's not much left to do but put in a little more effort.life, Wang Ba Tou still knows his limits when it comes to some things.Even if we used a crowbar and tied it with ropes, three or four of us wouldn't be able to move the gate stone weighing more than t...