Chapter 302

But one thing was certain: it was big, even bigger than the mummy just dug out.

There was no other way but to dig down bit by bit from the surrounding soil.

This undoubtedly added a lot of workload for Fang Yang.

During the digging process, the sand-baked eggs were also cooked.

Old Cheng picked them out one by one.

"Come, try our local specialty, sand-baked eggs!"

After he peeled one, the egg inside wasn't white, but had turned brown, as if it had been scorched, with one side relatively darker in color.

This was the first time they had seen such eggs, but none of them had much appetite now.

After all, the mummy was right next to them. To be able to eat next to it required a lot of psychological resilience.

As time passed, the sun gradually rose to the top of everyone's heads, and everyone was hot enough, sweating profusely even while hiding under the umbrella.

At the same time, the mud pit in front of Fang Yang was getting bigger and bigger.

The depth around where the mummy was just dug up had exceeded a meter.

Judging from the shape of its frame, it was a rectangle.

A word appeared in everyone's mind: coffin!

But what puzzled them was that traditional coffins were made of wood; stone-shaped ones were truly rare.

The main thing was, why did the stone coffin make no sound when dug with a bucket in some places?

The answer could only wait for Fang Yang to reveal it bit by bit.

After a while, the surrounding soil was completely dug away, and a rectangular stone shape appeared before everyone's eyes.

This confirmed their guess even more.

Fang Yang took a deep breath and gently shoveled away the top soil with the bucket.

Ten minutes later, a complete stone coffin sat in the mud pit.

Strangely, there was a thick layer of brown substance tightly wrapped on top of it, extending to the gaps of the coffin, looking as if it had been deliberately used to seal the coffin lid.

Old Cheng looked at the scene in front of him, speechless. He couldn't understand why digging up a mummy here was one thing, but a stone coffin had popped up as well.

A faint, ominous premonition welled up in his heart. He didn't even know if inviting Fang Yang to come was right or wrong.

Captain Wang frowned: "This place is really eerie. Fang Yang, can you see any clues?"

Fang Yang jumped out of the car and walked toward the stone coffin.

The moment he approached, the system panel followed closely behind.

It was just that it only introduced the coffin and didn't tell him what was inside.

Out of curiosity, he jumped into the mud pit and touched the surrounding brown substance with his hand.

The cameraman exclaimed quickly: "Brother, be careful!"

Fang Yang smiled: "It's fine, this seems to be sticky rice. You guys come and see!"

"Sticky rice?"

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this. In their impression, sticky rice was white and crystal clear.

It couldn't be connected to this brown color at all.

Captain Wang was the boldest. He looked carefully and even scraped a bit off with his hand, discovering that it was really grains of rice.

The others also walked over curiously to touch it.

"It really is sticky rice. Why would sticky rice turn brown, and what is mixed with the sticky rice on this?"

Fang Yang replied lightly: "Lime!"

"Lime? Isn't lime white, and sticky rice is also white? Could it be because of the long time?"

"Yes, years of soil and groundwater stained it. Look, the soil here is orange-red, so over time, it was stained brown!"

The cameraman touched the sticky rice and found that his hand was covered in dust.

"It really seems to be lime, but why was this coffin sealed with sticky rice and lime?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone reacted, and only then did they feel something was wrong.

Old Cheng suddenly thought of something and said with some horror: "Sticky rice wards off evil, and lime does too. Could it be to suppress evil? Oh my god!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other few people were scared and ran to the edge of the pit.

Fang Yang didn't refute and nodded: "Indeed, judging from the current shape of this coffin! It should be to suppress evil!"

"In ancient times, people believed that sticky rice had the effect of warding off evil and avoiding spirits, and it could also prevent the corpse from mutating. Lime has the effects of warding off evil, disinfection, sterilization, anti-corrosion, and purifying the air. Not only that, it can also play a role in sealing."

"Judging from the design of this coffin, it uses a stone coffin and is sealed with sticky rice and lime. According to ancient customs, what is buried inside is not a normal person!"

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——【Geez, why do I feel like there's a zombie inside? Such an eerie coffin. No wonder it was windy and stormy yesterday; could it have something to do with this? In movies, when the Zombie King is born, there will be celestial phenomena. This blind box shouldn't be opened! If you don't open it well, you'll be on the shortcut of life!】

——【Please invite the Three Pure Ones above and the Three Pure Ones below. I serve the Supreme Lord on the platform to slay ghosts and kill evil, kill, kill, kill! Today, Fang Yang has a fate with me, so let me save his life! I have already set up the Tiangang Fire Array; as long as that monster is born, it will definitely be burned to death by my heavenly thunder and earthly fire!】

——【A thousand years later, will my grave be dug up like this! We still have earth burials here. According to the current trend, sooner or later it will be dug up. Thinking about it is terrifying. No, I have to think of a way to avoid being dug up by unfilial descendants.】

——【Do you think Fang Yang will dig up his own ancestral grave one day? When he opens the coffin, holy crap! Ancestor!】

After listening to Fang Yang's explanation, everyone's hair stood on end, and a terrifying feeling lingered in their hearts.

Unknowingly, they could think of those terrifying scenes in movies.

Old Cheng gasped and exclaimed: "Let's run! Don't let a zombie jump out in a while, it will be too late!"

Fang Yang smiled: "No need to be so afraid, it's just feudal superstition. Oh, by the way! Judging from this mummy, this stone coffin has a very good seal, and there is lime for moisture-proofing. I reckon the corpse inside is also likely a mummy, and one that is even better preserved!"

"Mommy~~ stop talking, let's run!" Old Cheng couldn't hold it anymore and ran away.

However, after running for a while, he found that no one else had moved, feeling a bit awkward, so he had to walk back sheepishly.

Looking at the fact that everyone didn't intend to run, an ominous premonition came over him.

"You... you... you aren't planning to open the coffin, are you? Heavens! Are you tired of living!"

The cameraman was also a bit panicked: "Brother, how about we don't open it? Let the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau come and handle it later. There's no need for us to take that risk, what do you say!"

Fang Yang looked at the two of them and felt it was a bit funny: "If you don't do anything wrong, you don't fear ghosts knocking at the door in the middle of the night. A dead person is a dead person; do you really think it will jump out and take a bite out of you!"

However, just then, the archaeological team's vehicles drove over from afar.

A few minutes later, Chen Feng walked over with a dozen archaeological team members, smiling.

"Oh my... Fang Yang, I heard you made a big scene again yesterday! What is this today? Let me take a look!"

"Holy crap! Zombie?"

Chen Feng inadvertently saw the Qing Dynasty mummy on the ground and was startled at first glance.

He had never seen this kind of corpse with his own eyes; it was very rare in China.

Because it was too difficult to form. Many coffins had never been in water, but they couldn't prevent bacteria and fungi, so the corpse would naturally decay.

Only ethnic groups living in the desert would form this kind of mummy-like species.

But this mummy, even the color of the clothes on its body looked very vivid, worn on the body as if it had rolled on the ground and was covered in dust.

After Chen Feng looked at the mummy for a while, he looked at the coffin again.

Understanding the significance of the stone coffin, even he was a bit timid.

He hadn't seen this kind of coffin, but since he was an archaeological expert, he had to open it to find out.

The archaeological team next to him could only bite the bullet and pick up small shovels to clear the thick brown substance around the stone coffin.

It was already around twelve noon.

Fang Yang was already starving and started eating the baked eggs.

The others eventually couldn't hold out and started eating big mouthfuls.

As for the mummy next to them, just don't look at its face.

Half an hour later, the layer of sticky rice around the coffin had been completely shoveled away.

The long-awaited moment was about to arrive.

The archaeological team took steel bars and aimed at the coffin gap to pry.

The stone coffin lid was too heavy; even if they pried it up, they couldn't easily lift it down.

In the end, they could only put a few sticks underneath, tie them with ropes, and pull hard to one side.

Rumble~~

With a muffled sound.

Thump~~