Cao Cao called me to rob a tomb

Chapter 16 Tamamo Front

Seeing this situation, Wu Liang naturally did not dare to be careless, and quickly reminded the soldiers behind him: "Everyone gather in a group and be careful, don't be careless!"

All the soldiers were well-trained elites. Hearing this, they quickly showed their weapons and formed a formation with their backs to Wu Liang in a fan shape.

This formation can protect each other and protect Wu Liang.

Cao Qi's treatment is nothing but the same. It can be seen that after a few hours of getting along, Wu Liang has transformed from a slave that no one cares about to a core figure in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Brother talented, but what did you find?"

An older soldier asked in a low voice.

"Not yet, but in this inexplicably opened coffin, the corpse of the tomb owner has disappeared. There is a saying that there must be a demon when something goes wrong. Although I still can't determine the specific reason, I should be more careful to prevent accidents. Always right."

Wu Liang didn't tell the soldiers about the details found on the golden jade robe, so as not to cause too much panic, which would make trouble more likely.

"Extremely true."

The soldiers nodded and got closer to each other, holding their breaths and using their eyes and ears to feel everything around them.

In this case, Wu Liang also calmed down a little and continued to observe the situation inside the coffin.

In the coffin, apart from the damaged gold thread jade robe, there was only a small drum placed on the left side of the jade robe's head.

The small drum is a short cylinder with slightly smaller ends and a slightly thicker middle. The size and shape are somewhat similar to the more popular waist drums in the Shaanxi, Gansu and Ningxia regions.

The difference is that the side of the small drum was not painted a festive red, but was dyed black, and some cloud patterns were carved on the surface of the black paint to decorate it, which looked a little more extravagant and delicate.

Besides.

The two ends of the snare drum are also equipped with two metal rings. The metal rings are connected to a belt, and the length should be able to be worn around the neck. The snare drum can be hung on the chest or under the armpit, which is more similar to the waist drum of later generations.

But to Wu Liang's surprise, after hundreds of years, the drum surface of this snare drum is still intact.

In ancient times, animal skins were often used to make drum heads. Although they were more durable, they could never be preserved for hundreds of years without being damaged. So far, the archaeological world has never found a complete ancient drum.

So, what kind of material is the head of this snare drum made of, or what special process is used?
With such doubts, Wu Liang cautiously climbed into the coffin and took the small drum in his hand to examine it carefully.

It's a pity that he didn't do much research on animal skins. At first glance, he couldn't tell what material the drumhead was made of. He just pressed it lightly with his hand, and he could still feel that the drumhead was soft and tough.

I'm obedient.

After hundreds of years, the texture is still like new, this thing is too rare, right?
Wu Liang felt that the small drum could still be used, and wanted to pat it to listen to the sound of the drum, but in this situation, he finally suppressed his curiosity, so as not to make any moths.

Look at the belt that is attached to the drum by the metal ring, which is also intact.

Wu Liang put the belt around his neck and hung the snare drum on his chest.

He intends to take the snare drum back to study it carefully.

After all, it is not an exaggeration to say that King Liang Xiao’s family is rich enough to rival the country, and there are countless gold and jade treasures that can be buried, but this small drum alone is enough to show that the value of this small drum is definitely higher than that of gold and jade. It's not as simple as it looks on the surface.

Unless... King Liang Xiao just loves music, don't tell me to stop.

After doing this, Wu Liang checked the coffin carefully, and when he saw that there was nothing else, he climbed out of the coffin again.

After the result landed, Wu Liang caught a glimpse of the snare drum hanging on his chest again, and Wu Liang suddenly realized something!
My look...

If you put on a robe, with a fox demon mask and a few tails, isn't it the Tamamo Mae in a well-known hairline killer game?
Help me up, another 648!

at this time.

"Squeak... squeak..."

Suddenly, there was a slight noise in the tomb.

The sound was as if something sharp was scratching across the surface of the wood, causing the scalp to numb unconsciously, and the roots of the teeth felt sour.

"what sound!?"

The spirits of the soldiers immediately became tense, and they looked around to investigate.

Wu Liang also felt a little pressure, but unfortunately the sound was very low just now, and they only lit a torch again, and the lighting range was very limited. It was difficult to judge the source of the sound at the first time, so they did not dare to act rashly.

In this situation, the tomb was completely silent, and only the faint breathing that everyone was trying to suppress could be heard.

It was so stalemate for a while.

After hearing the strange voice again, everyone calmed down a little.

"Wu Liang, what shall we do next?"

Some people have the intention to retreat but it is inconvenient to explain, so they have to ask tentatively.

"Who has torches on them?"

Wu Liang did not answer the question.

"Me!" "Me!" "And me!"

Many people responded.

At this time, the torches were all made of tarpaulin and pine oil, and the burning time could not exceed half an hour, so everyone would bring a few more spares when entering the tomb.

"One torch is lit, and we are ready to retreat."

Wu Liang said again.

Now that the tomb of King Liang Xiao has been fully explored, Wu Liang had already planned to leave, so he no longer had to worry about the air.

Coupled with the inexplicable disappearance of King Liang Xiao's body, the voice just now was too strange and sudden, making him a little uneasy. In order to prevent accidents, the safest way is to ensure sufficient vision. If there is any problem, be able to detect and respond in advance.

"Order!"

The soldiers were so happy too, and hurriedly followed suit.

After a while, the nine soldiers had a lit torch. Although they could not illuminate all the corners of the tomb, they also illuminated most of them, which was finally reassuring.

"It's so much more comfortable..."

Looking at the brightly lit tomb, the soldiers laughed.

But the voice did not fall.

"Alas! How come there is water?"

The two soldiers standing at the outermost suddenly screamed strangely.

Wu Liang and the others hurriedly looked at the sound. The two soldiers had already been stained with some unknown liquid, which seemed to be dripping wetly.

"What are you two talking about, what's there to be afraid of leaking a few drops of water on top?"

"How dare you come to rob the tomb, turn back and ask the military marquis to detain your reward, and then expel the two of you from the Wuren army."

"Go away, scare people..."

After the soldiers saw it clearly, they laughed indifferently.

The two soldiers were being laughed a little embarrassedly.

But in the next second, their faces became contorted, and they suddenly fell to the ground and rolled madly, rubbing their bodies with both hands like crazy, and howling in pain from their mouths: "Ah Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts! I feel like I'm on fire! Help me! Help me!"

(End of this chapter)