Chapter 312 Fangzi Coffin

Among the many tombs I know and have seen, this tomb is probably the best in terms of sealing.

Some people say that the ancient Egyptians are the best in this area, and their pyramids are a miracle that is difficult to replicate.

But if I, a ceremonial officer, were to say, that technology is really not that good. Whether it is making mummies or using the principle of levers to lift huge stones, they are all tricks that our ancestors have played out. However, the Chinese are introverted and pay attention to not showing off their wealth. Most tombs are hidden, not as ostentatious as the pyramids. Such a big stone lump standing there is like a delicate and weak girl wearing cool clothes standing among a group of burly men, posing and flirting. Wouldn't it seduce tomb robbers all over the world to scream? To be honest, their only outstanding feature is the endless and unpredictable black magic. For example, the most famous pyramid of Khufu, everyone who climbed to the top of it all fell down in a panic and died.

Perhaps because of my profession, I have always been paranoid that China is a country that has dominated the world for nearly 20 centuries, and most of its technologies were the most brilliant at that time, including the sealing technology of tombs.

Like the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, even modern people cannot excavate it in a relatively safe environment, or like the Qianling Mausoleum where Emperor Gaozong of Tang and Empress Wu Zetian sleep, the tomb is so solid that it cannot be blown up even with a bomb. These can be said to be the best in tomb sealing technology.

I don't know much about the inside story of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. The officials did participate in the design of the tomb, but the ancestor who participated went to accompany the First Emperor, and there was no record left. I dare not say anything with confidence, but I know the overall structure of Qianling Mausoleum. In fact, the structural sketch left by the ancestor who designed the tomb is still in my home. I know everything. In a sense, the sealing technology of this tomb has indeed surpassed Qianling Mausoleum. 90% of the materials are ultra-strong black steel. The deeper you go, the better the sealing. Even if the main tomb chamber is opened for nearly an hour, when we really get in, we still feel chest tightness and shortness of breath...

This shows that this tomb has been almost completely vacuumed for nearly a thousand years! !

However, after a brief discomfort, when we saw the situation in the tomb chamber clearly with the light of the flashlight, the previous shock was immediately buried and dissipated without a trace.

No other reason, just because we saw a more impactful scene! !

The tomb chamber did not have the expected gloomy atmosphere, nor were there any luxurious objects, and even... not even a coffin!!

What I saw in front of me was lush and green, with countless branches hanging down from the top of my head, as if I had walked into a primitive dense forest.

To be precise, there was only one tree in this main tomb chamber!!

But this tree was so huge, with a trunk like an angry dragon, and its diameter was probably more than ten meters. It is said that the height of a tree of this thickness is probably inestimable, but it was only a few meters high, and the branches stopped growing after reaching the top of the tomb. Countless paper strips as thick as arms exploded from the top of the tree crown, and finally fell down, with branches and branches in the middle spreading out, and finally occupying and wrapping the entire tomb chamber.

The moment we stepped into the tomb chamber, we were directly wrapped by this giant tree.

Lao Bai always boasted of being well-informed, but at this moment, his mouth was wide open, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost. He kept muttering to himself: "Oh my God... Is this... is this still called a tomb?"

"Unheard of..."

Brother Yaozi also sighed, and after coming to his senses, he gently pushed me and asked: "Jingzhe, what do you think this means? Although I have been to many tombs, I have never seen such a strange thing!! It is obviously the main tomb, but there is no coffin, not even a dead person, just a strange tree!"

Compared with them, I was not so scared. There are some notes left by our ancestors at home. There are countless tombs recorded in them, and there are countless strange ones. Although I have never seen them, hearing more can improve some immunity...

Fortunately, among the many strange tombs in my memory, there are indeed a few that can be connected with the scene in front of me.

After a little thought, I said, "In the past, some remote and desolate places always had some bizarre and uninhibited folk customs, but they were not completely random, and there were some particularities. For example, splitting a tree into a coffin was probably to find a very thick tree after a person died, hollow out the inside of the trunk, and then place the deceased inside.

Although both have the word "tree" in them, this burial method is completely different from tree burial. Tree burial is to bury the ashes under a tree, which is completely different.

As far as I know, this burial method often appears in some places with very dangerous geographical patterns. The water and soil in these places cannot support people, but hurt people. In the words of the Yin-Yang School, the five elements are unbalanced and the earth is too heavy, so after a person dies, he cannot be buried in peace. Splitting a tree into a coffin also uses the art of the five elements. The tree overcomes the earth, so the earth cannot erode the tree, and people can only sleep peacefully when lying in it!!"

"So, you mean... this giant tree is a coffin?"

Brother Yaozi asked, and seeing me nod, he said, "But, the kind of coffin you mentioned is to restrain the earthiness, what is the purpose of this?"

"Of course it is also to restrain the earthiness."

I couldn't help laughing and said, "Old people always like to scold young people for not knowing how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. Now that technology is advanced, people really know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. However, although the sky is high, it can be reached and even leaped over. The earth is not as thick as the sky, and humans have only dug up the surface. Compared with the earth that carries everything, the sea water is deep, but it is just a big bubble on the earth. Therefore, even in such a dangerous place, the earth's aura is still everywhere.

The Jade Bone Corpse is such an evil thing, it really violates the will of heaven and earth, and it must be punished by heaven and earth. Hiding in this place, heaven cannot punish it, but the earth can destroy it. I think, probably because they are worried about being affected by the earth's aura, so the Di people used such a strange funeral method, just to suppress the earth's aura, which is equivalent to a magic needle that stabilizes the sea!"

Lao Bai took the opportunity to interrupt and asked: "So, the one here is Yang Guifei?"

"Again, it's hard to say!"

I said: "The Suntou Tomb itself is not big, and there is such a towering tree standing here, which can definitely calm the situation. Yang Guifei no longer needs to hide in the tree. As long as it is in this tomb, she can be safe anywhere..."

I saw that he wanted to ask more, so I waved my hands repeatedly, indicating that I couldn't say more. I was able to say all this because I was standing on the shoulders of giants. I had a high starting point. The experience of the ritual officials of all dynasties was all in my mind. Looking back, I can see the funeral history of China for thousands of years. Following these experiences, no matter what it is, I can always say one or two, but if I go into details, that would be deliberately embarrassing me.

At this time, my master suddenly moved. Before that, he had been standing at the door of the tomb, watching back and forth, without saying a word, just listening to me. Now he suddenly moved and went straight to the tree trunk, which scared me. This tree is too strange. I have never seen it, let alone heard of it. Who knows if it will be dangerous? But before I could remind him, he had already walked to the tree trunk and patted it gently with his hand.

The sound was very muffled and I couldn't hear what it was.

Then, he carefully checked the tree trunk for a long time, and then turned back and said: "There is no sign of cutting it."

Lao Bai muttered that it was too perfect, and my master didn't see it? All the signs in this ancient tomb show that the Di people are very good at seamless splicing. My master is not an expert in this area, and even masters don't have all the skills. He pushed me to go up and take a look. After all, my hands have been trained in boyhood skills...

Before he finished speaking, my master suddenly said three words slowly and forcefully: "Fangzi coffin!"

Fangzi coffin?

I have never heard of this burial method of splitting a tree into a coffin being called this. I immediately understood that my master should be talking about this tree. Seeing that he was under the tree canopy for a long time without any danger, I hurriedly followed him and gently stroked the trunk with my hand. Sure enough, there was no trace of human intervention on it, so I asked my master, Fangzi, is it the name of this tree?

My master shook his head and said, "The tree is called Ruomu, and its branches can be used to make coffins, so the branches are also called Fangzi, which means coffin. For convenience, everyone just calls it Fangzi coffin."

"Master, are you sure it's the branch of Ruomu?"

I looked strange and whispered, "Is there really a Ruomu in this world?"

To put it in a more fashionable way, I am a die-hard fan of my master, and I always believe in what he says, but this time I really can't believe it!

Perhaps most people have never heard of Ruomu, but I'm sure that nine out of ten Chinese people have heard of Fusang Tree. It is a legendary oriental sacred tree, where the ten children of Xihe and Dijun live, that is, the three-legged golden crow, and finally Houyi "biubiu" all shot them down. This is the story of Houyi shooting the sun, a story that even children can tell clearly.

Ruomu, like Fusang, is a first-class sacred tree in the world. Fusang is in the East China Sea and is rumored to be the starting point of Xihe's driving the sun, that is, the place where the sun rises, while Ruomu is in the west, where the sun sets!!

In response to my question, my master just asked me one question, have you ever believed in the existence of ghosts and gods?

Then, I couldn't say a word.

"Myths and legends all have their origins."

My master sighed: "The ancients were full of awe for some extremely large things or incomprehensible powers, and they were given sacred names and passed down from generation to generation. They have long been passed down in mystery. In fact, these things are not so exaggerated. Things like Ruomu still exist. My master traveled around the world and saw a Ruomu in Kunlun. It was a hundred meters high and grew in a canyon that was dark all year round. He once told me about this and described the situation in detail. He also said that the paper strips of Ruomu were extremely thick, and the structure inside was like bamboo, which was empty and sometimes stored water. The locals found that not only was the trunk of this thing empty, but even the branches had the same structure. One section was just the right size for a person, so they dried it and made it into a coffin. At first glance, it looked like a huge bamboo tube, and this coffin was called a Fangzi coffin.

In fact, Ruomu is just a relatively pure tree, extremely rare, and does not have any magical powers. If it must be said to be unique, it is that it has a very strong vitality. If the branches are cut down, as long as they are not exposed to light and dried, they will take root and sprout when planted in the ground. Unfortunately, it grows slowly. The tree we saw should be the Ruomu branches that were used to embalm the dead and placed in the tomb without drying. After thousands of years, it has grown into this appearance. "

Clang!

With a sword chant, my master drew out the ancient sword and sneered that since he was not sure who was in the coffin, he would split it open and see. As soon as he finished speaking, he swept the sword across the tree trunk.

His ancient sword was a Qingwei Daoist ancestor weapon. I don't know how many years it has been passed down, but its sharpness is no less than that of the Baipi Knife. In his hands, it exerted its due power. With a sweep of the sword, a huge crack was split on the thick tree trunk with a "click". A light green liquid "gurgled" out of it, and the fishy smell was pungent for a while!

"Oh my God..."

Brother Yaozi covered his nose and retreated a little, saying in a lost voice: "This is the stinking water soaked with a wet corpse. The water is green, and the things inside are most likely corpses!"

My master did not make a move again. He squinted his eyes and looked at the green water gushing out of the tree trunk. Suddenly, he said: "It's not Yang Guifei. She has been buried for more than a thousand years. She has already grown into a great body. The jade bone corpse has become a climate and has lost all evil nature. It will never be like this. The one in the tree is that Samael!"

After saying this, he shouted sternly: "Jingzhe, go find the tomb door quickly. Let's leave here. If we are late, something will happen!"