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More than ten meters deep, the cold and turbid river water showed a hazy black-blue color, and the sky was dim. Only the dim beam of the searchlight fell on the pile of bones. An Xuefeng knew that there were many tombs of princes, princes, and generals. The burial pit contains the skeletons of slaves, horses, dogs, etc. The copper coffin buried under the water is probably a certain chieftain king in the past. It is natural that his tomb should be equipped with a burial pit. But this is not his original tomb. According to Wei Xun, this copper coffin was washed out of the mountain by water.

So where did these bones and stone figurines come from? You can't rush out together with the burial pit. It’s hard to say that the bones of sacrifices thrown away by mountain people on both sides of the strait over the years are quite accurate. These bones have been sunk in the river for who knows how many years. Most of them are buried in the mud. Some of the bones are so big that they can be seen at a glance. They are not human bones. The exposed parts are not covered with black and slippery mucus like the stone figurines. Instead, they reveal the pale white color of the bones themselves, which are unnaturally 'clean', as if they are often washed away by water or water. It's like being eaten by other creatures.

There's something wrong with the pile of bones piled up here. An Xuefeng was hanging in the river, his flippers swaying slightly to maintain his balance. He pulled Wei Xun and gestured to him. Wei Xun had never systematically learned the meanings of various gestures, but even if he couldn't understand the gestures, he could still understand An Xuefeng's thoughts.

【Caution】【Danger】

It's strange, even though they are wearing a one-piece diving suit, even if they hold hands, there is no direct contact between their limbs and skin, Yi Ling feels that the connection between him and An Xuefeng is closer. Thoughts that he had not heard much all morning sounded in his mind again, and he could also feel An Xuefeng's stable mood.

Is it because it's just the two of them now? Or is it related to the contact between him and An Xuefeng? After all, they had just gone on a motorcycle ride together.

Yi Ling only spared a little thought to think about this, and focused more on the pile of bones in front of him. There are corn shoots that can pull them out of the water at any time. Yi Ling is not afraid at all, only the excitement of exploring together. He nodded to An Xuefeng. An Xuefeng pulled him and continued to dive until he landed on the slightly raised mud in the middle. Looking around, he could see stone figurines all around him, like shadowy figures standing there. They were all very strange. They were tall, and those who took the lead were more than two meters tall, and they were very oppressive when surrounding them.

In particular, the nearest stone figurines are all in the lead. Their hollow faces covered with sticky black mud are all staring at this side. They are dead and gloomy. The water ripples are swaying. The stone figurines at the door seem to be alive, and they are watching faintly. Looking at people underwater can send chills down one's spine and make one feel timid. Especially when Yi Ling touched a skeleton in the mud, the coldness hit him from behind and before him at the same time. It was like he was grabbing a hockey puck that couldn't be shaken off. There seemed to be a ghost exhaling behind him, and the coldness was like a snake running straight towards his abdomen, trying to get into his internal organs.

However, before the coldness spread throughout his body, a warmth came from the diving suit. In an instant, all the coldness was dissipated, and the skeleton stuck to his hand could also be thrown out by Yi Ling. It had just touched his diving gloves. There was a faint black spot that looked like a burnt spot where it touched.

Yi Zero surprise, it is indeed a wetsuit that has been maintained by holy water enchantment! An Xuefeng said that this diving suit was not only maintained by holy water, but also blessed by the Nordic God of the Wild Sea. When An Xuefeng let go of him and took out an underwater camera to record the scene, Yi Ling tried to swim underwater by himself. swim. He found that even though he had never been in the water, he could feel the water around him pushing him when he was swimming, and his paddling movements unconsciously became the most effortless and correct movements.

An Xuefeng is as nimble as a fish in the water, and Yi Ling can now be regarded as a little seal that has learned to swim. He swam in the water happily. After An Xuefeng took the photo, he saw that he was playing here by himself and gestured to Yi Ling to let him come over. Yi Ling just swam to the side and stood face to face with a stone figurine on purpose. His big eyes were wide open and his eyes were small. When An Xuefeng called him over, he thought he was asking him not to run around and dig the God-given tomb seriously.

It would be boring if An Xuefeng showed him crosses. Yi Ling clicked his tongue inwardly and swam back with a swing of his legs. Who knew that after An Xuefeng greeted him, he just gave him the camera and let him look around as he pleased. Playing and shooting, it seemed that the inertia of the water flow was the inertia of the water. When Yi Ling took the camera, he felt An Xuefeng hooking his fingers, and then he cleaned up the mud and bones in the center by himself.

Yi Ling held the camera and was stunned in the water. This kind of freedom surprised Yi Ling, and then he felt satisfied. He stopped exploring and just floated not far away from An Xuefeng to film him digging. Through the diving goggles and mask, he couldn't see An Xuefeng's face. From his expression, we couldn't tell whether he was serious or smiling, but we could feel that An Xuefeng was in a good mood and his mood was particularly stable, especially when he found that Yi Ling did not swim far away, but was floating next to him to take pictures. Feng is in a better mood.

So happy.

Emotions are contagious, so Yi Ling didn't find it boring to hang around here anymore. Instead, he carefully observed An Xuefeng's movements. Although he didn't hold any tools in his hands, he cleaned up the pile of bones and mud very quickly. When he waved his hand, the water rippled, and then a layer of mud seemed to be swept away by an invisible force, and the things buried deep in the mud were revealed. The bones were pushed aside.

The lower you go, the less silt you get and the denser the bones are. Human skulls begin to appear in pairs. When the spotlight flashes, the empty eye sockets of the skulls shine with light, as if they are coming to life. Yi Ling picked up a skeleton and examined it carefully, only to find that there was a thin layer of gold embedded in its eye sockets. Not only the eye sockets, the nostrils of the skull, the mouth and even the ear holes had more or less traces of thin gold flakes, the five or six skulls that An Xuefeng dug out one after another were all like this, like some kind of weird and bizarre sacrificial ritual. , the owners of these skulls were probably not ordinary slave sacrifices during their lifetime.

Yi Ling took pictures of all the gold-encrusted skulls and put them all into waterproof bags. A huge beast skull was placed on top of the human skeleton, and turned around to show Yi Ling. Yi Ling didn't study veterinary medicine, so he couldn't identify what kind of animal it was based on the bones. But An Xuefeng held the skull in one hand and pointed at himself with the other, and Yi Ling understood.

This is probably the skull of a tiger.

There are only two tiger skeletons, and the rest are of other animals. Yi Ling saw deer antlers and some turtle shells. The bones alone were stacked nearly ten meters apart. When An Xuefeng cleared out the last pile of shells, the copper coffin lid finally appeared with a faint light. In front of him and Yi Ling. By this time, they had dug a ten-meter hole at the bottom of the river. The bones and mud that had been pushed aside were piled up into a hill. There were also a huge number of pale bones in the unexcavated river mud around them. This copper coffin was It was like being placed on top of the bones and placed in a burial pit.

This is different from the previous speculation. An Xuefeng originally speculated that the zombie in the copper coffin had some special power and would gather the bones next to the coffin, either as a formation or as a burial pit to highlight his noble status. But now this copper coffin is equivalent to being in a burial pit, which is equivalent to the slaves and beasts being 'buried with' them.

‘Perhaps he was sent by the chieftain king to escort the Salt God, but the Salt God apparently escaped in part or in whole. ’

One of the possibilities that Bai Feibai mentioned came back to An Xuefeng's mind.

"Is the God-given Tomb a gift from God or a punishment from God? This copper coffin is wandering outside. Maybe the chieftain king let this river block the Salt God's road to Wuluo Mountain. The copper coffin is flooded here as a tribute to the deceased in the coffin." punish'. The oldest traditional funeral custom of the Tujia people is cremation. Water is the opposite of fire. The coffin sinks in the water, which is endless torture for the deceased in the coffin.

And now, for the sake of the copper coffin, the two of them are equivalent to being in a burial pit. There seemed to be an undercurrent in the deep river, but this thin and strange current automatically dispersed when it touched the two people's wetsuits. For a moment, the door left a slippery, black-gray patch on the black wetsuits. The grease fingerprints disappeared in an instant. Yi Ling felt the diving suit on his back feel hot, as if the talisman had burned automatically when encountering a ghost. The surrounding atmosphere gradually became tense, but Yi Ling never felt scared. His hands holding the underwater camera remained steady. I took a picture of the entire copper coffin——

An Xuefeng has finished cleaning up the mud and bones around the copper coffin, revealing the complete copper coffin. This copper coffin is huge, two and a half meters long and more than one meter wide. The light of the spotlight shines from this ancient The slow movement across the bronze coffin reflects the tiger head carved in bronze on the coffin lid. The bronze tiger head grinned, its eyes widened in anger, its fangs exposed, and it was lifelike. The tiger head bit a bronze human head in its mouth. After so many years, the twisted and frightened expression on the bronze human head is still very clear. There are a large number of patterns carved on the lid and four walls of the copper coffin. Circles of square clouds and thunder patterns are connected with animal patterns such as tiger and leopard prints. There are two hanging rings on the left and right sides of the copper coffin. It seems that it was once suspended from In the mausoleum.

And An Xuefeng now swam to the top of the coffin, stretched out his long arms and grabbed the two hanging rings - he was actually trying to lift the coffin!

This bronze coffin was extremely heavy at first glance. It was impossible to lift it with human power alone, not to mention that its bottom was tightly buried in the mud. An Xuefeng's attempt seemed a bit overestimating his capabilities. However, in Yi Ling's footage, when An Xuefeng grasped the copper ring and lifted it up for the first time, the copper coffin actually shook as he lifted it, and a piece of black mud at the bottom of the coffin dissolved into the water. Inside, a wave of dirty water rolled up.

When An Xuefeng changed to a position that made it easier to exert force, and held on to the lifting ring for the first time to lift the copper coffin, the copper coffin shook even more, and the front part had already left the mud at the bottom of the river - and An Xuefeng was actually Mentioned it!

What a terrifying power this must be! Yi Ling's eyes lit up as he took pictures. As the copper coffin moved, the mud at the bottom of the river was rolled up, making it so black and turbid that even the light of a spotlight could hardly penetrate the turbid river water. The silent river bottom stirred, silt and bones were washed everywhere by the current, and the entire river bottom seemed to be shaking. The movement here was loud enough to attract the 'eyes' of everything in the river——

Yi Ling, who was filming An Xuefeng carrying the coffin, suddenly felt a subtle peeping gaze from above, seemingly there or not, like some kind of cold, slippery creature. Suddenly he looked up and saw a pale and swollen face on top of the pit where bones and mud were piled up, quietly peeping at them.