Chapter 597： Ice burial

Chapter 597 Ice Clams

The coffin of the ice sculpture can't see what the material is. It is hidden in the center of the courtyard. I don't know if it was buried here in advance, or it has a long history.

However, Jiang Bai prefers the former. It is not a long time for this coffin to be buried here. It should be done after the Nangong family found out that something was wrong.

Separated from the distance, Jiang Bai saw the coffin of this ice sculpture, a life-like old man is closing his eyes.

"Ice burial!"

Zhang Mengmeng, who was still mad at a sausage there, suddenly changed his face and looked at the distant hail in the distance. His face was white.

"what is that?"

Jiang Bai could not help but ask.

He also saw that this coffin is not ordinary, otherwise it would not be used as a life-saving straw by the Nangong family owner and the North Minghai Sea.

"Ice burial is a method of ice burial. It is said that if a special medicine is used before death, plus the sacred ice to cast a coffin, and burn some energy array on it, you can guarantee that this person will live forever."

"Once you enter the ice burial, it is nominally dead, but it is actually alive. It is not a problem to save for a thousand years or even longer."

"This kind of ice burial 棺 was once very popular in a certain era in ancient times. The production method is peculiar and exquisite. The medicine needed is a puzzle. I always thought it was just a legend. I didn't expect it to be true! Actually there is ice burial.棺 exists!"

"In fact, the emerging method in the scientific community now freezes people after death, waiting for a day to resurrection. The idea is the same as those who use ice burial. Only one day is different. Ice burial is frozen. Living people, and now the cold storage is all dead."

"But there is no difference in essence. They all expect themselves to be sealed up and one day they will be resurrected."

Zhang Mengmeng’s look is dignified.

"That is, this hail is a living person? A living man who is dying? If so, what is terrible? Is it so serious?" Jiang Bai could not help but ask.

He didn't understand this thing. A dying person was frozen, and there was something terrible.

"You don't understand, this kind of ice burial is huge, it is difficult to make, it requires a lot of money and precious herbs, not everyone can enjoy it." Zhang Mengmeng's look is dignified.

"I mean, is this a master?" Jiang Bai said.

However, I immediately thought that this problem is really stupid. If it is not a real master, how can it be saved by the Nangong family at any cost?

If it is not a real master, how can the North Minghai and Nangong homeowners regard him as a life-saving straw?

"You said, will there be many such ice burials in the Nangong family? Will all the outstanding masters of the family be frozen and used again when needed?"

Jiang Bai thought of a terrible problem.

Money is never a problem for the Nangong family, and even if it costs a lot, they can do it.

If they have frozen all the masters of the past and then released them when they need them, isn’t that invincible?

However, this idea came out and another new problem appeared.

That is, since this ice burial has such a effect, why didn't they directly release these masters before then?

Solve the flying eagle, but let so many people die?

The three best masters are degraded, even for the four ancient ancient families, they are unbearable.

Why are they willing to open up after the fall of the three masters?

"The first question, I tell you, it is impossible. Because this is not only a question of money, it is said that it involves some mysterious drugs, which have limited production and are extremely precious. Even the Nangong family cannot be monopolized."

"So their ice burial should not be much."

"As for the second question, simple, ice burial can not be opened casually. Once opened, the people inside will be resurrected, but don't think about the second ice burial, so it is absolutely impossible to open the ice burial. coffin."

Zhang Mengmeng answered these two questions. As a inheritor with a long history, she obviously knows more than Liyang.

Jiang Bai did not say anything, because at this moment, the Nangong family had been razed to the courtyard of the flat, and the Nangong family’s main hand, Fu Bing, stood there, and the North Minghai stood on the left.

"Flying Eagle, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, even killing us three people! Now I give you a chance to get out immediately, I can put you in a way."

The panting Nangong owner, holding the hail and watching the flying eagle, said so.

At this time, he is not willing to open up easily, because the production method and process of this ice burial plaque have been lost. The burial burial of the Nangong family is extremely limited. When one is opened, it will lose its strength.

A few decades ago, the Nangong family had already opened two couples. Although they helped the Nangong family to tide over the difficulties, the two family predecessors also hanged.

At that time, the Nangong family had default rules, and it was absolutely impossible to open them.

Therefore, even if their four major families died in the three masters, the Nangong family was destroyed in the middle, but the Nangong family still refused to open.

"Hey, just a coffin, I want to threaten me? Nangong Qinglong, you have nowhere to go, and you will find the map of the palace, and you will be able to give you a way to live!"

Cold smile, the Eagle said disdainfully.

A coffin also wants to scare him to fly an eagle?

It’s just crazy to say a dream.

Obviously, he is not a family heir who has been inherited for thousands of years by Zhang Mengmeng.

"Flying eagle! Don't push too much!"

The Nangong family’s cold return, one hand has already held the handle of the ice burial shackles, and a little force will open the organs and release the people inside.

"How about forcing you?" Flying Eagle dismissed this and felt that it was just a small means of the other party, and wanted to scare himself.

"Don't talk nonsense with him. He doesn't even know what it is. He thinks that the winner is in the grip. How can we listen to us? Open up!"

The North China Sea, which was seriously injured, screamed and interrupted the reverie of the Nangong family.

The Nangong family's face was white, and the eagle looked at the flying eagle, then opened the ice burial.

At the moment when the handle was opened, the hail was torn apart, and an old man with a closed eye and a sigh of relief appeared in front of everyone, with a robe in his body and a oxtail on his back, making it easy to distinguish his identity.

The people who combed the scorpions were all "Da Qing" people, but in the early Qing Dynasty, they were all money tails. Only in the modern times after the beginning of the Westernization Movement, only the oxtails appeared, so the age of the old man’s life has already come to the fore.