Chapter 1295

When the words of black peony came out, all the people on the scene focused on her. In everyone's eyes, there was something strange.

In this case, from the mouth of a charming and beautiful woman, more or less strange, even if people know her occupation, it will inevitably feel strange.

Black Peony realized that there was something wrong with what he had just said. He quickly waved his hand and explained: "I don't mean that such things are not terrible, but they are not unique in ancient tombs. My family and I have been to a Han Dynasty King's tomb, where there are nearly 100 people who died, including craftsmen, soldiers, female dependents."

Shangguan looked at the black peony with puzzled eyes, and said: "even if it was a living person at that time, when you saw it, it had become a dead bone. How do you know that it was a living person who was buried, not thrown in after death?"

Black Peony explained: "it's because they have become withered bones that it's easier to see that their bones are broken thigh bones and upper arm bones. In other places, there is no damage. The skull is in good condition. The color of the bones is even, and no traces of poison can be seen. Moreover, these people are locked up in different tombs, but when we found them, It's all crowded in the seal of the tomb. "

Hearing the speech, Rong Guocheng said in a soft voice: "break the arms and legs of the people, throw them into the tomb, and then close them."

His voice is not high, but there is a kind of chilling feeling in his tone.

At the beginning, Rong Guocheng was also a famous figure in the underground world of Shanxi Province. What big scene have you never seen? Also experienced a lot of blood, but think about the scene at that time, still feel a little chilly.

Shangguan pursed her lips and did not continue to speak. She did not expect that she could ask such a terrible answer to such a casual question.

Black Peony nodded to show that Rong Guocheng's words were correct. She looked at Li Jia again, then she was a little surprised. Then she said, "this scene must have been extremely terrible at that time, but after hundreds or even thousands of years, entering the tomb, what's left is just bones. You haven't met it before. How can you be scared like that?"

Li Jia's face was full of bitterness. He reached out and rubbed his face. Then he said, "if it's just some bones, what's to be afraid of? They can't help me. It's just in that grave, in that grave -- "

His voice trembled a little. He subconsciously looked at Tang Feng and said directly to him: "there are many people in the dead man's pit. There are two or three hundred people, including men and women, old and young, children and even newborn babies. They are all wearing red cloth, some in long robes, some in short combat, Babies are wrapped in red swaddling clothes. Although they are dressed in different styles, we can see that they all have a long history. "

"Wait a minute," Black Peony frowned, waved her hand, interrupted Li Jia's words, looked at him with some doubt, and said, "are these people wearing clothes?"

It was also the first time that she heard Li Jia say this, but she just heard that something was wrong.

Li Jia nodded and said, "I know what you're thinking. Yes, they're all wearing clothes. They're very bright in color. They're all very bright red. They don't show any signs of decay."

Ji Ning's face also showed a little surprised look. He looked at Li Jia and said slowly: "the tombs in the pre Qin period are more than 2000 years away from now. Even if the air in the tombs is thin and the oxidation is slower, the cloth is not damaged at all. Is it unreasonable?"

Li Jia said with a bitter smile: "there are so many unreasonable places, and it's not just such a thing?"

Zixuan's face showed a strange smile and said, "you only care about the clothes on these people. It seems that you don't care about the people wearing these clothes at all."

After being reminded by Zixuan, people thought of the key point in Li Jiahua.

The men and women, old and young, he saw.

Although for some professionals, the age and gender of the bone can be easily distinguished by looking at the bone. Obviously, Li Jia is not such a professional. Moreover, what he sees is still dressed. He is not able to see these messages.

Li Jia held her eyebrows in her hand and said slowly, "there are all living people in the dead man's pit. Their eyes were empty at that time. They were looking at us, hundreds of pairs of eyes, looking at us..."

It's the second time that Li Jia has said that the pit of the dead is full of living people.

But last time, everyone thought that the bodies in the pit were still alive when they were pushed into the pit. But what Li Jia said was that after they entered the tomb, those people were still alive.

How is that possible?

Are there any living people in a several thousand meter tomb?

If there are only one or two of them, in the past, most of them have entered the same trade before them, but there are hundreds of them, including men, women, old and young, which is a little strange.

This kind of saying really made everyone present wide eyed.

Even Tang Feng's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but he still looked at Li Jia with a kind of comforting look, indicating that he should not be too nervous.

After a long time, Li Jiadun calmed down under Tang Feng's eyes. He swallowed his saliva, and then said, "when we went in, it was dark and silent. Someone lit it with a flashlight. In the light, we saw a pair of eyes staring at us. With the light of the flashlight, we looked behind him, and we saw the light, All eyes, all people, are looking at us, that scene, that scene -- "

When he said that, the muscles on Li Jia's face twitched for a while, and his voice was gradually lowered until it disappeared, and his body was shaking slightly.

With his story, everyone has a shudder feeling.

No one here is timid.

On the contrary, they are all brave and experienced big storms.

However, now listening to Li Jia's description of the scene, no one made a sound in the whole banquet hall, only the sound of Xiaohui and Xiaotao biting the fruit.

Under the gaze of the people, Li Jia's lips were murmuring, and her eyes were a little lost.