"Zhilong, are you okay?" Liu Ming helped me to the side of the stone wall with concern and asked me to stand against the wall. As soon as Liu Minggang let go, I sat down along the wall and sat on the ground again, and then gasped loudly.

I was breathing heavily and my heartbeat was still pounding, but it was much better than before. There was this fat man squatting next to me. He had just calmed down, then he grabbed my shoulders and shook me: "Zhilong, you

...Are you okay?"

While the fat man was talking, Huang Shi also helped Li Fang to my side, and then took out a kettle for us to drink water to calm our shock.

I took the kettle from Huang Shi's hand and drank a few sips of water before I finally recovered. As soon as I recovered, I yelled: "Damn it, you scared me to death."

"It's okay, they're just corpse jars, they won't kill you." Huang Shi said, pulling me up and hitting my back hard a few times. This time I was completely relieved.

The fat man had long since come to his senses and started to curse: "Who is so fucking wicked? What are you doing with your gadgets?"

I bent down to lift up Li Fang, who was still breathing heavily, and then beat her back with my hands. After a few times, he recovered.

"Damn it, you can encounter all kinds of weird things when you enter the tomb. Who knows what he did with this thing?" Liu Ming replied angrily.

"What...what is this?" Li Fang pulled me and asked as soon as he woke up.

"This is a corpse jar." Huang Shi saw that my breath was not adjusted properly, so he answered Li Fang for me.

"Corpse jar?" Li Fang trembled violently again, and then continued to ask: "This...is this the most...the most cruel criminal law in Chinese history?"

"Yes, it means cutting off a person's arms and thighs while still alive, leaving only the body, and then putting them into a big jar to let them fend for themselves. But it seems that these people are being buried with them." I adjusted my breath.

I answered in a trembling voice. As soon as I finished speaking, Li Fang was so frightened that he leaned towards me again.

The Corpse Jar is a form of torture invented by Qin Shihuang during the Qin Dynasty in China. In order to punish those who rebelled, the limbs of the person were cut off and put into a jar filled with potion. In this way, the person in the jar was dead.

I can't die for the time being

Go, it’s uncomfortable to live. After about a month of torture, the person who was tortured will die. This kind of punishment is very cruel in Li Shang, China. It is much crueler than those like cannon burning, quartering the body with five horses and so on. It is simply incomparable.

human nature.

With the development of history, this kind of criminal law quickly withdrew from the stage of history because it was too cruel, but it was applied to the Chinese burial system by some people. I don’t know which bastard Feng Shui master said this.

Placing one or two corpse jars in the mausoleum can prevent the feng shui of the mausoleum from changing. Therefore, corpse jars have gradually become a custom that can prevent the feng shui cave from changing. Its function is similar to the Nine Dragons turning around where countless bones are hung in front of us.

The Feng Shui array is the same.
Chapter completed!