Dragons: Reboot the New World

Chapter 185, Scene 129 Chu Zihang: Why do I feel like someone is trapping me?
In the wine cellar of Cassel Manor, the rich aroma of wine and oak flows quietly in the cellar.

The nurses separated a space with a white curtain. In the center of the curtain was the black coffin. Dr. Modler's assistant opened a flat wooden suitcase, revealing the neat surgical tools inside.

Angers put on a white medical gown and stood behind Dr. Modler.

"Start?" Angers asked.

Dr. Modler nodded, took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, and his assistant put on double rubber gloves for him.

Angers took out the folding knife again, dipped it in the amalgam basin next to it, and then probed the part into the seam between the top cover and the side wall of the coffin.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the folding knife in his hand.

Angers exerted force slowly and silently, and the blade advanced along the seam. One after another, half-foot-long coffin nails were broken on the edge of the folding knife. The long-sealed ancient coffin revealed a dark narrow gap, and accumulated a lot of The thousand-year-old cyan gas spurted out with a sharp sound, and the doctors and nurses evaded in unison.

"Exhaust fan!" Ange said calmly.

The male nurse at the door of the wine cellar stepped on the flywheel, driving the manual exhaust fan developed by Meineke, and pumped the unknown gas outside through a thick rubber tube.

It has to be said that Meineke is a genius in terms of mechanics. The cyan gas was sucked out by the exhaust fan just as it was about to disperse in the air.

The folding knife moved smoothly around the coffin wall, and there was no expression on Ange's face.

"Young man, you are really powerful." Dr. Modler praised through his mask.

Judging from the face, Angers, a doctor from Cambridge, still has a childish look, but at this moment he shows a "static force" that ordinary people can't imagine, forcefully tearing down the coffin that took several adult men to nail. opened.

This ancient hardwood coffin with a half-foot-thick wall has experienced thousands of years, and its texture has become as hard as marble, but in Angers' hands it is as thin and brittle as long-staple cotton.

A male nurse raised a gas lamp above Modler's head and illuminated it, and everyone held their breath.

Ange's face was expressionless, and the folding knife twirled in his hand, the blade was retracted, and disappeared silently into his cuff.

Modler adjusted the position of his single eye and nodded. The two nurses steadily lifted the coffin lid and moved it aside.

"Oh my god, it's really a miracle in the history of medicine!" Modler pressed his chest and sighed sincerely.

This is a sleeping Chinese boy with soft skin, warm black hair, and not a single eyelash on his gently closed eyes.But he was indeed dead again. His withered body showed obvious signs of dehydration. His muscles were atrophied and his skin was soaked on the bones.

The boy wore a white silk robe, which resembled the Confucian attire of the Han people at that time. It was embroidered with hidden patterns of dragons, phoenixes, peacocks, precious flowers and necklaces. He wore a narrow-sleeved coat woven with gold brocade, and his head was shaved bald. Leaving a ring of hair around it was exactly the hairstyle of Dangxiang people at that time.

Gold and silver ornaments, jade beads and coins were scattered in the coffin. The Chinese boy lay on beige moiré brocade with a silver medal at his feet. Everything was just like the moment he was buried.

"Could this be a forgery?" Modler had to doubt everything he saw. He was a person willing to believe in miracles, but this miracle was too terrifying.

Angers carefully picked up the silver medal. The moment he touched the moiré brocade, the gorgeous brocade collapsed and turned into gray dust. After thousands of years of silk fibers, only the gorgeous silk fibers were left in vain. Just appearance.

"Oh my god, we should take samples! We should take samples!" Modler waved his hands in regret.

"This is Xixia writing, although I can't understand it." Angers handed the silver medal to Modler, "Doctor, you can't doubt your own eyes, right? You may be able to kill a corpse disguised as a thousand-year-old, but How could you find such a thousand-year-old tapestry for him to lie on?"

Angers twisted up a handful of fine ash that was turned into brocade and slowly sprinkled it in front of Modler, his face expressionless, "I have to remind you again that you are not one of our members, but before this dissection, there was no relationship between us. Having reached an agreement, don’t doubt all the incredible things you see, just record them truthfully.”

“There are still too many things you don’t know in this world, so don’t try to explain everything with science.”

"Yes, yes." Modler motioned to the nurse to wipe his sweat, "I understand that I agreed to come here just to witness things in this world that are beyond my understanding. I would rather be dug up after seeing all this." My eyes will not regret it."

Angers patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "We are not that cruel, we just have some too shocking knowledge. We dare not teach him too much. Perform the dissection and I will return soon."

Meineke looked at the wilderness outside his manor through his binoculars. The silent wilderness was sleeping in the drizzle and rustling darkness, with not a single light or person in sight.

His ancestors bought a large area of ​​farmland around here, but only built this manor with a tall wall in the middle of the land. It was for this consideration that if anyone tried to invade, the people in the manor would be able to detect it in advance, and In addition to wine, his cellar contained guns and ammunition, enough to defeat the attack of a small army.

But he still had to be cautious. He hadn't seen the undead yet and didn't know how they would appear.

After a few words of greeting with Meineke, the new guests gathered in a corner and whispered something.

"Actually, I think it's inevitable." Lu Mingfei shrugged, "According to Principal Angers, this matter itself is a conspiracy."

"Even if we prevent that doctor from using it on Li Wuyue..." Nuonuo picked up Lu Mingfei's words, but got stuck.

"Adrenaline." Lu Mingfei reminded.

"Yes, adrenaline." Nono glanced at him, "Li Wuyue will still be resurrected through other methods."

The two of them sang in harmony, and Chu Zihang next to him felt that they were playing a double act, and that they were being tricked.

If Lu Mingfei was not involved in this matter, he would be the first one not to believe it. The purpose of abolishing such a big chapter was to trap someone into it.

I don’t know who is so lucky...

"In short, we should think about how to cooperate with Menike to attack Li Wuyue." Lu Mingfei came to a conclusion, "instead of thinking about how to escape."

"That's right." Nono nodded.

"A real man should face the fight head-on." Caesar smiled proudly, "I would also like to see what the so-called Dragon King is capable of."

"Wait a minute." Xia Mi suddenly interrupted, "Principal Angers should be here too. Should we avoid contact with Principal Angers?"

"After all, when I watch time-traveling movies, such as "Back to the Future," they say you can't have contact with things related to yourself in the past, otherwise time and space confusion will easily occur, and timelines will overlap."

"Because Meineke has never met us, it doesn't matter if he comes in contact with us, but Principal Angers..."

"Junior sister is indeed very smart." Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up, "That's what I was just about to say."

"Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here." Caesar narrowed his eyes slightly, "Here comes Principal Angers."

Several people peeked at the stairwell at the same time, and a handsome and upright young man walked up from the basement.

"Grandpa Ange was so handsome when he was young..." Xia Mi had love in his eyes.

"I know that you, junior sister, like this kind of manly man, otherwise you wouldn't have fallen in love with senior brother..." Lu Mingfei chuckled and pushed them towards a room, "Hurry up and avoid it, don't let him see it. We are here.”…

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"We found this in the coffin. It should be an important proof of his identity." Angers walked to Meineke and handed over the silver medal. "By the way, where are the guests?"

Menike turned around and looked at the corner. Several people had disappeared. "It's strange that they were still here just now..."

"Forget it, don't talk about that, time is urgent, you take a look at this silver medal first." Angers said.

"What is this?" Menike looked at it and handed the silver medal to Lu Shanyan next to him for help.

Lu Shanyan turned over the silver medal and frowned slightly.

"What?" Angers asked.

"Logically speaking, this corpse should be that of a high-status Xixia noble. When buried, there will be a pure silver medal indicating his identity, but this one is not the case." Lu Shanyan held up the silver medal.

"The text on the silver medal is in Xixia script, and its pronunciation is..." Lu Shanyan changed to Chinese, ""Five thunder generals, train generals, overturned the sky and the earth, drove thunder and clouds, fought against thousands, commanded the magic soldiers, launched The flag is called in a hurry and must not be stopped. It is as urgent as a law or order."

"What is this?" Menike was stunned.

"The Taoist flag-opening spell is a charm that summons divine weapons to suppress evil. This is a magic weapon to suppress evil."

"So his identity was exposed when he was buried?" Angers said.

"Go back and see if there are long iron nails smeared with chicken blood on the body," Lu Shanyan said. "If the person who originally buried him really thought he was an evil spirit, then he would have used something like a soul-locking nail to pierce his body."

"Will that thing be useful?" Angers shrugged.

Lu Shanyan was stunned for a moment and shrugged, "How do I know? I'm a new official, and I don't know much about old things."

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"Oh my god, these past days are as gorgeous as dust." Modler praised poetically, watching the nurse unbutton the white robe on the Chinese boy.

All the bones in his body are highlighted under the skin, and he is slender and tall. After many years, it can still be determined that he was once a handsome child.

"Oh my God!" Modler said again.

Under the boy's robe, a forged steel handcuff cuffed his slender wrists. The small steel cuff, which seemed to have been specially made for him, sunk deeply into his flesh. After so many years, it seemed to have become... The wrist bones are fused together.

What was even more horrifying was that a giant green, half-meter-long nail penetrated his heart, penetrated his sternum, and nailed his whole body to the coffin. More nails penetrated from all sides of his body. Only the nail heads are left outside.

"What a cursed person this is!" Modler whispered, taking the pliers handed by the nurse, and took out the first long nail from the temple of the boy's skull. The vicious nail was enough to Ten centimeters long and barbed, it almost penetrated the boy's brain.

After examining the spike, Modler silently threw it into the iron plate and frowned slightly.

Not only was he the most famous surgeon in Hamburg, he was also the coroner often invited by the police. Judging from the remaining tissue, he was only newly dead or even alive when the spike was driven into the boy's body.

He couldn't imagine that the ancient Chinese would use such cruel methods to deal with a child who was not yet a minor.

"Cut off the handcuffs, pull out all the nails, and be careful not to cause too big wounds. There will be no other perfect corpse preserved in this way in the world, right?" Modler said to the nurse and began to write. His autopsy records.

He deliberately sketched the nail because he noticed the ancient Chinese pattern on the nail head.

When Angers returned from the outside, there were more than 20 long nails thrown into the iron plate.

Ange picked one up and looked at it. It completely matched Lu Shanyan's description. It was a magical weapon used by ancient Chinese people to suppress evil spirits. The deep grooves were coated with bright red cinnabar, which did not fade after so many years.

Angers did not speak and stood silently behind Model. He did not need to explain anything. All he needed was Model's medical knowledge, the hand holding the scalpel and the hand drawing.

Modler didn't need to know anything, he just needed to record everything.

"There are no traces of mercury corrosion on the iron nails. They didn't fill them with mercury. I don't know how they were preserved so well." Model told Angers.

"Remember to dip all utensils in silver mercury." Ange said calmly.

"Okay." Modler looked at the mercury with a trace of silver dissolved next to it. He hesitated a little, but still agreed.

This handsome and aloof young man obviously had almost as much scientific knowledge as he did, which forced Modler to respect his opinion.

The first sharp scalpel was dripping with amalgam and was touched on the chest of the Chinese boy. Modler exerted slight pressure, and a drop of blood as bright as a red bean jumped out and stayed on Modler's fingertips.

"Oh my God!" Modler didn't know how many times he used this word tonight, but he couldn't help it. "There is still blood that has not been dried! Take a sample! Take a sample!"

He lost his usual calm and urged the nurses.

Doctors and nurses were busy going back and forth, and Angezan, who was wearing a white medical gown, was among them, silently looking at the handsome face of the Chinese boy.

"It's really difficult to kill you." Ange said silently to the corpse.

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"Leaving?" Xia Mi asked softly, clenching his fists, while Lu Mingfei was looking out of the crack in the door.

"Let's go." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Let's go out too."

"By the way, does the secret party have any iconic codes, such as the armor is still there?" Xia Mi tilted his head, "I think we can reveal our identities a little bit, so that follow-up actions will be easier."

"Junior sister, you seem to be joining us..." Lu Mingfei helplessly held his forehead.

(End of this chapter)