Tomb Raiders: Inherit the King, start the Yunnan Insect Valley

A series of clear "dida" sounds, this time the four of them were unprepared.

Just now I thought it was the flat-haired beast that was messing around in the cabin, but now I have dealt with them all, why suddenly the signal sounded again.

No, this is the sound that was heard under the tree at first, and it is obviously different from the pecking sound made by the horned owl.

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

Now, it is clear that this string of sounds comes from the section of tree trunk below the wreckage of the engine room.

Hu Bayi scolded: "It's his grandma's, but what's wrong with it, this voice is really evil."

Shirley Yang asked Hu Bayi to calm down and listen carefully, while listening to the weight in his heart, a shadow of fear inadvertently appeared on his calm expression:

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

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

Hu Ba said to Shirley Yang, "Before you shot that great horned owl just now, the string of signals meant SOS."

"Just stopped for a while, and suddenly turned into DEAD. Is there any connection between this? Except for the Berry Air Force who is driving this C-type transport plane, who in the mountains and mountains knows the Morse code?"

"What are you two mumbling about!"

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

The corner of Wang Ye's mouth raised slightly, he already knew where the ghost signal came from.

"Brother Hu, Staff Officer Yang, the voice is made by it."

Said, pointing forward.

At the same time, he took a look at it with the delusion-breaking effect of the piercing eyes, and he was a little surprised by the result.

He saw an extremely sinister and powerful force.

This force is like a shadow of a person, twisting and struggling in the tree hole exposed after the big banyan tree broke, as if trying to break free and rush out from the inside.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang heard the reputation and looked over, the morning light in the jungle dazzled people's eyes.

I saw a dark red object exposed from the cracked trunk, rectangular in shape, with rounded corners on the top two sides.

The sun shines on it through the gaps in the trees, emitting a faint purple halo, what the hell is this?

"Let's go up and see."

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

Hu Bayi struggled to hang on to the tree with a climbing pick, and climbed back to the crown of the tree.

Then Shirley Yang was also brought up.

The fat man already had a fear of heights, and he didn't dare to make any big movements while hanging from a tree ten meters above the ground, and his whole body froze with fright.

Hu Bayi wanted to put him on the ground with a safety rope, but the fat man refused to agree: "Old Hu, you should drag me up a tree, I have to take a good look at this thing, I think it can probably be worth a lot of money. "

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang exhausted their breastfeeding strength, pulled the safety rope, and helped the fat man climb back to the canopy.

At this time, the sky is already bright. Standing on the canopy of the old banyan tree more than 20 meters high, looking down, it really feels like facing an abyss, like repeated thin ice.

This time, the four of them learned how to be good, and dispersed separately, instead of gathering on the same branch of the tree, they watched the objects protruding from the trunk of the tree.

The fat man asked Wang Ye and Hu Bayong: "Cousin, Laohu, is this a coffin? Is it jade or crystal? Why is it such a strange color? I think it looks a bit like those few days when I was in Panjiayuan. A bloodstone."

Hu Bayi didn't answer Fatty's words, this matter was unexpected, he just checked attentively.

Wang Ye was also silent.

This made Fatty Wang anxious, but he didn't know anything about these things, so he could only follow the two of them in silence.

Shirley Yang watched carefully.

I saw that in the middle of the old banyan tree, more than half of the transparent coffin, which looked like jade and crystal, was exposed. It was extremely smooth and translucent.

The outer layer, as thin as a cicada's wing, is milky white, and the inside gradually turns red, and the color becomes darker as it goes inside, as if the inside is filled with red blood.

Most of the shell is covered by the bark scattered inside the tree and the vines of various parasitic plants, making it difficult to see the whole picture.

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

After a closer look, it was found that it was made of translucent jade, and there was a layer of crystal onyx inside.

There is a large amount of red liquid inside, and the liquid is like fresh blood. From the appearance alone, this is a rare jade coffin.

Seeing this strange jade coffin, Shirley Yang couldn't help wondering: "This is clearly the inner and outer coffin of Sheng Lian's deceased. It seems that the material is Tianyu from Tibet, not Burmese jade from near Yunnan."

"However...how could there be such a big jade coffin in the tree? By the way...the area behind Zhelong Mountain is already within the scope of the King Xian's Tomb. 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 Huaxia that he doesn't know? Let him explain."

Shirley Yang looked at Hu Bayi.

Wang Ye was also very curious.

Seeing that the three of them were waiting for him to explain, Hu Bayi couldn't help feeling happy.

Brother finally came in handy!

So, he began to talk from Feng Shui theory to the hanging coffin burial in the southwest.

"You don't know, the old tree is the first of the five evils of the yin house. If there are old trees, single mountains, dry streams, bald hills, and rocks near the yin house, then this is not a place to bury people."

"In places like this, either snatch the wind, or yin and yang collide, or the anger is cut off, or the fierceness is rampant."

"In general, it's okay to build temples and ancestral halls. It can regulate the atmosphere of the earth and bury people. No way!"

Hu Bayi spoke clearly and logically, but Shirley Yang and Fatty Wang were overwhelmed.

After speaking, Fatty Wang shook his head, "I don't understand what you said, Lao Hu, but I have a question, since you said that a tree is not suitable for burying people, where did this coffin come from? What about it? It fell from the sky?"

Hu Bayi was actually stopped by Fatty Wang's question, and when he was bowing his head in thought, Wang Ye opened his mouth.

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

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

"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 burials of ethnic minorities in the southwest area are very different from those in Han areas. There have also been tree burials, and they have existed since ancient times."

"The Biography of Huayang in the Book of Wei records: "We lost the state of Wei in the southwest, the parents died, the men and women cried together for three years, and the corpses were placed on the forest trees. "

"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 does it feel like you know more than Hu Bayi?

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