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67. Chapter 67 The Empty Room

As the saying goes, one of the most important beliefs of Captain Mojin is that they respect the dead, who are the most important, and they are grateful to the owner of the tomb. No matter whether they can succeed or not, it is the reward of the owner of the tomb.

"Don't move around. Do you know if there are any mechanisms underneath these oil lamps? Don't be careless when you enter this place. You must first check carefully to eliminate the danger before looking for the most valuable weapon." Wushuang pulled Meixi again.

Come back.

Mei Xi didn't understand the rules of touching Captain Jin. "Ah? Just take whatever you see. People are dead, and money and possessions are external things. If you don't bring them with you in life, you won't take them with you in death. You might as well make it easier for us."

Wushuang glared at Mei Xi and shouted sternly: "Don't be rude. The dead person is the most important. If you don't respect him, you will be cursed by the ghost. From now on, you should watch me carefully and don't reach out to hear me!"

Mei Xi pouted her little mouth and agreed aggrievedly: "Ferocious, fierce, why fierce? Okay, I get it! Annoying! You just know how to bully me!"

Wushuang is an old ghost, experienced. He first carefully walked around the small room. Not only did he not find any mechanism in the entire small room, there were not even boxes containing bright objects that often appear in other ancient tombs. They were all empty.

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It’s strange. This is illogical. Although the entire ancient tomb is not magnificent, the owner of the tomb spent so much time and laid so many obstacles. Is it just to guard his coffin? Yes.

Here we go, coffin...

"Hiss..." Wushuang glanced at the coffin, smacked his mouth and began to think.

"What's wrong? Do you regret not letting me take the things? The poor people in this small room don't even have a copper coin. Huh, I think you are going to leave empty-handed." Mei Xi sounded a little gloating.

"It's so against the rules. This ancient tomb can at least be considered a well-designed large tomb. Although it is not as good as the tomb of the emperor, it is definitely not used by ordinary officials. But why is there only a coffin and no coffin? What about the deceased's?

Where should I put the bright weapon?"

We ordinary people understand the coffin as a coffin, which has no essential meaning, and we are used to understanding it this way. But in fact, it is not the case. A coffin is a coffin, and a coffin is a coffin. The coffin is used to bury the body, and the coffin is placed outside the coffin.

The first layer of... To put it bluntly, it is the outer coffin. In this way, the coffin is sealed, and the coffin is also sealed, which can better preserve the body. In addition, there will be a certain amount of idle space between the coffin and the coffin, where you can put some of the things that the deceased liked during his lifetime.

Jewelry.

Of course, coffins are not something ordinary people can use if they say they have money. According to the rules of the previous dynasty, officials of the seventh rank or above can use coffins after their death. The form of coffins is also extremely exquisite, and can be distinguished by color, pattern, and texture.

The official rank and identity of the deceased were also given by the emperor after the imperial court.

Mei Xi said: "Maybe they are poor and can't afford it."

"No, this master is not poor. Look at this coffin. It is made of golden nan. I am afraid that the master inside was at least a third-grade official during his lifetime!"

There was nothing in the small room, at least there was an incense table and an offering table. The tributes placed on it had long since rotted away, leaving only a few porcelain plates and bowls for the tributes and the ranking of the deceased.

"Don't you think I'm poor? Take these plates back." Wushuang picked up a porcelain plate and threw it at Mei Xi. The little girl was afraid of breaking it, so she quickly caught it and put it in her backpack.

"Oh, I'm not a gold and silver jewellery, why would I want a broken plate?" Mei Xi knew everything about the market for antiques and antiques.

"Auntie, please look at it carefully. This is a large blue and white porcelain plate from the Shunzhi Official Kiln. Just one of it is enough for you to live a lifetime! Don't you want it? Whatever, if you don't want it, I'll throw all of them away!

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"Wow... One million? Two million?" Mei Xi quickly threw herself on the altar table to block Wu Shuang from touching these precious porcelains again.

Wushuang didn't care how much the blue and white porcelain dish was worth. In fact, these were not considered burial objects. What he cared more about was whether there was a corpse in the coffin, and who the corpse could be!

It was easy to know the name of the corpse without even thinking about opening the coffin. There was a coffin. He leaned close to the coffin and sniffed it, and suddenly a faint fragrance poured into his nose.

"Ouch! It seems that this master really has a background! One of the spiritual tablets actually uses the 'True Southern Barbarian'! It's really a good thing, but it's a pity that we can't take it out."

Mei Xi was wiping several plates with her sleeves. When she heard that the memorial tablet was more valuable than the blue and white plates from the Shunzhi official kiln, she quickly asked: "Why can't we take it? It's just a piece of rotten wood. What's valuable about it?"

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"Miss, you have a lot to learn in the future. This tomb is extraordinary. True Nanban is a variety of agarwood produced in Malaysia. Although it is not the best aromatherapy, look at how big it is.

, and it has been preserved for hundreds of years. Did you know that today’s spices are sold in grams?”

"Wow, what are you thinking about? Take it away!"

"Are you stupid? This is disrespectful to the deceased. The memorial tablet is a symbol of the deceased's identity. Let go and don't touch it!" He snatched the tablet from Mei Xi's hand.

It didn't matter at first glance, he immediately put the tablet respectfully back on the altar table, then knelt down and banged it three times.

There is a line of Manchu text engraved on the tablet. After translation, the deceased in the coffin turned out to be Aisin Gioro Erza. We mentioned at the beginning of this Erza document that he was the grandson of Shuerhaqi.

The second son of Minbeile, the ancestor of the Hai family. The altar in the crypt of Changbai Mountain was also left by Erza.

"Uncle, please don't be so nervous. I'm not a relative of yours. Why are you kneeling? What's the point? If a man has integrity, he can just bring a few broken plates. There's no need to give a big gift." Mei Xi didn't know who was lying in the coffin at this moment.

Those who are wearing them are also my ancestors.

"Don't be rude, quickly kneel down with me!"

Jiangnan girls showed their unique tradition in this environment. Southerners are used to only kneeling down to their elders and ancestors. Even if the other person was a great man during his lifetime, they would not kneel down. This is undignified and does a disservice to themselves.

Disrespect for the ancestors.

"I don't, I won't kneel down. Why should I kneel down? I don't know him. I only kneel to my parents and not to outsiders." Mei Xi would rather die than obey. The eldest lady got angry. This is her dignity.

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Wushuang can't force her, and now she can't directly tell her that you are a descendant of the Hai family, and that you are Gege, and she still can't accept it. Wushuang has always spoiled her, so she is so willful today. For Meixi Wushuang
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