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After all, we are part of the archaeological department, which is what the department is like. Naturally, it has something to do with those dead people.

The next day, we heard that the coffin that was sent from the museum has become our training tool.

Actually, this news is also from our classmates, and it is tomorrow morning.

Thinking about it, Mu Chen felt a headache. He didn't want me to come in contact with the coffin, but graduating from school was also a big deal.

Moreover, the school had already given up. Anyone who didn't attend the graduation ceremony would not be given a graduation certificate.

In fact, I think there are only a few other people besides me who don't want to go. To someone who specializes in archaeology, those are all treasures.

However, there's nothing I can do about it. The school is going to catch me and make an example out of me …

Returning home, Qin Yize wasn't at home, he was alone again. After finishing his meal, he prepared to sleep.

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning about, he recalled that he hadn't called his grandma in a long time, so he sat up from the bed and called his grandma with his cell phone.

The bell rang for a long time before I heard my grandmother's voice, listening to her sleepy voice. I felt that I couldn't bear to let her like this, so I hurriedly said a few words and said I would call again tomorrow.

After my grandma said that, she reminded me to look after my body also hung up, dozed off, put down the phone, sleepiness also came.

When I woke up the next day, I found that I was almost late. I hurriedly got out of bed to wash up and then rushed to school.

"Students of the Archaeology Department, please pay attention. Today, everyone will gather at Class 1 of the Archaeological Department …"

Just as he walked into the school, he heard the school's broadcast repeatedly broadcasting this message.

I wonder what the school is up to now.

With a face full of doubt, I walked into the classroom and found out that today's school had hired a well-known professor from another school who was in charge of teaching us today's training.

When I arrived at the classroom, it was already filled with people. Looking at this scene, I immediately understood.

After all, the school will not spend too much money, let us each class to let the so-called professor teach us.

There were many things that needed to be done through the process, so it should have been several classes taking turns. Now, they were all gathered together and settled down in one go.

As soon as he sat down, an old man in his fifties or sixties walked in. He had gray hair and wore a pair of reading glasses. He was wearing a black suit, a leather suit, and polished shoes.

This must be today's teacher. At first, everyone was looking forward to it, but at this moment, they saw a strict and old-fashioned professor standing at the podium.

Just as I finished thinking, the old professor started his class. He took out his computer and connected the projector. The opening of the computer almost made them spit out everything they had eaten that morning.

A picture of a rotting corpse slowly grew and appeared on the screen in front of us, its mouth wide open.

There were maggots crawling out of his mouth and eyes, and he could see it was a woman, but her hair was falling out.

Several female students could not stand this. They covered their mouths and rushed outside, vomiting until the sky went dark.

The old professor frowned. "You can't stand studying archaeology?" "Let me tell you, in the field of archaeology, this map has only just begun …"

Saying that, he gave us an evil smile and continued to play those treasures in his computer that he could try to hide.

After listening to his explanation, they realized that these weren't ordinary corpses. They were dug out from the ground by archaeologists.

Everywhere.

Of course, there were all kinds of ages.

There are all kinds of bodies, all kinds of ways of dying, all things we can't think of, all things we can't see.

It has to be said that this old professor really loves this industry. Looking at the things he's fought for, the entire lesson, he hasn't finished showing us yet.

As the entire department had to attend classes together, the lessons had to be linked together.

The old professor was also cruel. He didn't leave us with ten minutes between classes, but he did have a use for it, I have to say.

At least, the female students who had just seen the first picture still felt disgusted upon seeing it. Looking at it now, their expressions were as normal as ever. Even though they were disgusted, they could not spit anything out.

This move was indeed vicious!

As soon as the bell for class rang, the old professor looked at us with a smile, looking satisfied.

"Not bad, we've pretty much seen the pictures. Let's go to Cultural Relics Building now to see some real items."

As soon as he finished talking and putting away his laptop, he led the way out of the teaching area. Very soon, the boys were somewhat impatient.

"Let's go!" "If you fail, you're done for."

There was a total of six floors in Cultural Relics Building and each floor was different.

Not only that, there were also independent security guards downstairs.

I heard that the cultural relics in our school are almost comparable to a museum, that's why the school is heavily guarded.

The old professor led us directly to the third floor. I heard that the coffin made from the Goldthread Sage was on the third floor.

He was supposed to come last time, but he was delayed due to the dean of the Education Bureau and that group of students.

Was he finally going to see it now?

When he reached the third floor, the old professor had already opened the door and entered. Actually, no one entered the third floor, it was filled with ancient corpses and dead people.

Aside from the special subjects, everyone else is forced to come here, just like we are today. Otherwise, who would be willing to come here?

Seeing that the students in front had all gone in, I followed them in. As soon as I entered the door, I instantly felt a chill down my spine.

At this time, the girls who went in first had already started screaming. I took a careful look. Only now did he realize that this place was filled with coffins and corpses. It was no wonder that those girls all held their hands and trembled, not daring to move forward anymore.

Screams came one after another. Finally, the old professor could no longer stand it and shouted,

"Enough, why are you shouting so much? Even if I die, what is there to be afraid of? "

With the professor's shout, the third floor immediately quieted down. Even though the girls were afraid, they didn't dare to make a sound.

The few of them hugged each other.

The children these days were the treasures of their parents. Being protected at home was the best they could be. How could they have the chance to see these things?

After all, no one had observed the dead so closely.

Zombies, mummies, and skeletons lined up along the walls, like soldiers on standby.

The thousand year corpse within the coffin!

Further in, he saw many coffins, some made of wood, some made of stone, some red, some black, some made of stone, and many others he did not even know what they were.

Aside from the coffin, there were also many bones placed together. It really caused one's hair to stand on end.

"All of you, come here!" At this moment, the old professor had already reached the coffin made of gold silk.

The seats were arranged.

We were all stunned when we saw the golden silk coffin. It was so beautiful that it didn't look like wood at all. It had a golden color and even had natural water ripples. From a distance, it looked like a coffin in water.

The shape of the coffin did not resemble an ordinary, flat coffin. The two ends of the coffin in front of him were slightly upraised, and the Rippling Water Road felt as if it was still rippling, swaying back and forth on the coffin.

Taking a closer look, many students were stunned, because we saw that the coffin was not made of ordinary boards.

As the saying goes, "three long and two short" means that a person is put into a coffin after death. However, a coffin is made from three long boards and two short boards.

Therefore, the common way to describe the dead was that this was the origin of the phrase "something bad may have happened".

However, the coffin in front of him was not just a piece, but a whole body. In other words, the coffin in front of him was dug out by a piece of Golden Silk Sauna Wood that was even bigger than the one in front of him.

At that moment, the old professor spoke up. "Aren't you surprised?" This is a whole piece of Golden Silk Sauna Wood! "

Seeing that many people had confused expressions on their faces, he continued:

"You may not know that the Golden Silk Sauna, as mentioned in the Book of Heralds, is only made of stone, and its age is unknown in the mountains and valleys. It is said to be made of sand and has a thousand feet of dry, semi-buried sand, and is as hard as iron and stone. It has been a long time! "

In other words, this piece of wood could only be found in Sichuan! And it would take a long time.

Before we could finish our exclamations, the old professor said, "During the Yongle period, when the Emperor collected the Golden Silk Tree, he sent ministers to Sichuan to collect the wood, which was to say, to build the palace where it was then built.

"However, in the past, so many people were sent to collect it, and the biggest Golden Silk Sauna Wood was only about ten feet in length. Moreover, in order for it to have water patterns, it would have to be soaked in water for so many years before it could be collected.

After explaining the material and origins of the coffin, he started the most important step, which was to observe and appraise it.

He had to determine the age of the coffin based on its material. Not only that, but he had to deduce the life period and the background of the characters based on their historical background and characters. He had to determine the identity of the person in the coffin.

The teacher told us to prepare the paper and pen, and began to explain.

Honestly speaking, before this, I thought that this teacher was not only stubborn and perverted, but after hearing so much from him, I suddenly found that I started to admire him.

After seeing the other students and noticing that they were all seriously listening, he couldn't help but smile.

It seems that it wasn't just me that had the idea...

The teacher began to explain again, "Based on the coffin's formation, it is probably the Ming Dynasty. However, it is impossible to deduce the identity of the person in the coffin just by looking at the coffin.

"So today we are going to open the coffin to look at the corpses, but before that, everyone has to be mentally prepared. This smell and appearance might not be too good …"

The old professor spoke in a rare euphemism. We can imagine it even if he didn't say it, so everyone was mentally prepared.

Seeing that everyone was covering their noses and mouths, the professor was ready to open the coffin. He called the three guys over and gave each of them a pair of gloves. Then the professor put on his own gloves.

After giving an order to everyone, the four of them stood at four corners and began to pry at each other with the crowbars.

This coffin was not as hard to open as he had imagined. Not long later, he saw that there were cracks on the surface of the coffin.

With a creaking sound, the first nail on the coffin was pulled out. The nail was nine inches long and nine inches long.

Soon, all nine nails were pulled out. The professor then made a gesture and commanded them, shouting, "Push!"

The four of them exerted force at the same time and the lid of the coffin was pushed to the side with a bang.

Under the direction of the professor, they carefully lifted the lid to the ground and we all surrounded them.

He had originally thought that he would see a rotten corpse, covered with maggots, or even a dried corpse.

However, when he walked over, he discovered that not only were they not skeletons, they didn't even rot.

His face and fingers could still be seen. The rest of his body was covered by clothes, but the skin on his neck could still be vaguely seen.

However, his face and fingers were turning black and purple.

It was the corpse of a man dressed in ancient clothing. He wore a hat, blue and white patterned clothes, and there was even a red lining. A jade belt was tied around his waist, and he wore black boots along with a jade ring on his finger.

There were jade artifacts, antiques, and a white sign.

Seeing us coming over, the professor quickly reminded us carefully, "You can only look, you can't touch them! Next, you guys take notes. Let me explain to you:

Judging from his appearance, he was a male corpse. His clothes belonged to the Ming Dynasty. He wore a second rank official hat, a red round collar, and a green cloud on his feet. By his side were Yuku and some porcelain.

After saying that, he picked up the porcelain with his gloved hands and said, "This is Jingdezhen's blue and white porcelain. The enamel is fine, the green is dense, and the decorations are beautiful.

After saying that, he became a little doubtful and looked around us once more. He said to us, "But why does a civil servant have such treatment? Firstly, he doesn't go to war for the country, and secondly, he doesn't donate his body to the country. Why does he receive such treatment?"

As the professor spoke, everyone followed his gaze. When I looked at the corpse, I was slightly stunned. Why did this corpse have a Dao talisman on its head?

Black?

Isn't that the black talisman that Mu Chen and the others talked about?

I was about to reach out and touch it when the teacher cried out and quickly took my hand away. "What are you doing? You can't touch it without gloves! If it's damaged, can you afford it? "

"I'm sorry Professor, I just saw a black rune on his forehead. I was really curious, so I couldn't help but want to touch it!"

The teacher looked at me and lifted the glasses on his nose. "I'm sixty-five years old and my eyes aren't blurry. You're so young, why are your eyes unfocused now?"

"Eh …"