Zhou Xiru stared at the coffin in the middle of the pool, and the coffin lid was translucent, like some kind of jade.

At first glance, it looks like jade...

When you use a flashlight to light it, you can still see a trace of cotton wool. Since the transparency is not as high as glass, even if the coffin is made like the farewell pattern of the funeral home, it seems that the transparency is not enough.

"Professor, I look at this person like a man?" Zhou Xiru asked out the doubts in her heart.

The Queen Mother Palace in the West is a matriarchal clan, and the tomb system is large, so the deceased must be those with high power.

According to Professor Wang's words, he came to the Queen Mother Palace in the West, and his targets were all here.

Professor Wang nodded slightly and said, "From the outside, he looks like a young man."

"Then..." Zhou Xiru asked in surprise, "Isn't the Queen Mother of the West?"

"Miss Aru, I really don't know." Professor Wang said, "If you don't come, you can't open the coffin. I can't move it alone."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Theoretically, the female corpse that finally turned into powder on the sacrificial ship of Fusang Island in the East China Sea was the Queen Mother of the West."

"Are you sure?" Zhou Xiru asked.

Professor Wang touched his pocket but didn't touch the cigarette. Then, he looked helpless and cursed: "Miss Aru, you are just a naughty child. You said, you can't walk faster?"

"How come Li Yinghong has such a terrible granddaughter as you?"

"Old man, I've finished smoking all the cigarettes when I'm waiting for you. Now I want to have a pre-cooker. What should I do if I'm gone?"

Zhou Xiru was too lazy to pay attention to him. Since she was disgusted by her, she began to run all the way without any lower limits.

Xu Zhizhi smiled and said, "Professor, you deserve it."

He Seng took out his cigarette and handed it to him, "There are nine left, professor, please save some."

Professor Wang glanced at the foreign language on the cigarette, smiled, lit a stick, took a hard breath, and said, "Aru, do you think Queen Mother of the West is not a woman at all?"

"Damn!" Zhou Xiru looked at him in shock.

"If the East China Sea is Queen Mother, who is this person now?" Professor Wang asked.

Zhou Xiru said: "Professor, you have smoked all the cigarettes. Can you speak some human words?"

"Human words are - I am very confused." Professor Wang whispered, "First of all, I want to tell you that this coffin has never been opened. The first door of this place was destroyed. When I came in, I thought that the old bastard Li Yinghong was lying to me."

"You—" Zhou Xiru cursed, "Speak well."

"Okay, just talk well. I saw the bronze door being destroyed. I thought it was Li Yinghong who had come in."

"If this old bastard has been here, why would I be able to do it? Is it uncomfortable?" Professor Wang said.

"Professor, I am indeed a naughty child. Since I was a child, I don't like archaeology, I like painting." Zhou Xiru smiled, "I am an art student. Do you know that in ordinary schools, many people look down on art students."

Professor Wang was stunned for a moment and looked down on art students. What the hell?

"Why?" He Seng asked in confusion, "Is learning still a chain of discrimination?"

"Yeah!" Zhou Xiru said as she flipped out the camera and looked at it. She couldn't help but smile bitterly. The camera not only lacked memory, but also had no power.

So, she stuffed the camera into her backpack again and asked, "Xu Zhizhi, do you still have electricity on your phone?"

"Aru, why do you discriminate against art students?" Xu Zhiyi said, taking out his cell phone and looking at it. Not only was his phone full, but the flame signal was loaded up again.

He flipped through it, but fortunately, the man named "Ruomu" did not leave him a message.

He handed his phone to Zhou Xiru and said, "Unlocking the password is your birthday."

"Because many people think that art students are ignorant and take the shortcut in Zhongnan." Zhou Xiru said while entering the password.

However, Xu Zhiyi's mobile phone showed that the password was wrong.

"Xu Zhizhi, you remembered my birthday wrongly?" Zhou Xiru glanced at his cell phone and said, "Forget it, you can take a picture."

"How is that possible?" Xu Zhiyi took the phone over and thought about it. Zhou Xiru had a leg and foot injury. She had to run around to take photos. She would be responsible for taking photos by herself.

"Mr. Xu, why do you still have electricity on your phone?" Professor Wang asked.

"Flame signal!" Xu Zhizhi gestured for a moment and said, "I told you that there must be a signal tower in the Queen Mother Palace in the West. Professor, look, find it out?"

"If there is a signal tower in the Queen Mother Palace in the West, it should be nearby." He Seng instinctively looked around as he spoke.

"Professor, don't talk about those messy things." Zhou Xiru waved his hand and said, "Our top priority is to open a coffin and make a fortune, and then, flash people!"

"The baby is injured. The baby needs nutrients. I want sweet coke!" At this point, she couldn't help licking her lips and said, "I want chocolate biscuits, I still want to eat crayfish, or steamed lotus root with osmanthus glutinous rice?"

When she said this, her eyes flashed over the lotus flowers beside the jade coffin.

This flower is growing well, I don’t know if there is lotus root under it. If there is one, the fresh ones that come out of water should be delicious.

"Huh?" Professor Wang smiled, and had finished smoking a cigarette, and said, "I have opened the second and third doors. No one has entered here before I come."

"The architectural style cannot be accurate, but according to this professor's judgment, the construction of this place was probably in 2000 BC!"

Of course, everyone didn't say anything about Professor Wang's words.

Si Nan and He Qiang got together and watched the pavilions and water pavilions on the side. He Seng stood beside Professor Wang, and Xu Zhiyi held his cell phone and kept taking photos.

Zhou Xiru is different. She can’t be said to be a regular professional. She studies art, but she understands history.

"Professor, be a little ahead of the Shang Dynasty?" Zhou Xiru asked, "At that time, someone in Kunlun built such a huge tomb?"

"Aru, maybe..." Professor Wang pondered for a moment before saying, "During the Shang Dynasty, the tomb system was very perfect and the writing was very perfect. Therefore, it is normal to unearth the writing earlier than the Shang Dynasty. I suspect that the civilization and writing of the Shang Dynasty were inherited and mythological civilization."

This time, Zhou Xiru didn't speak.

"That civilization was tampered with." Professor Wang said, "The so-called mythical civilization may be another high-tech civilization."

"Professor, why do you think that is a high-tech civilization and erase myth?" Zhou Xiru suddenly said, "We have seen that spaceship. If it is a new form of life, why can't it be called a god?"

"It floats like a world of independence, and becomes an immortal!" Zhou Xiru said loudly, "This is the realm of a god!"

Thinking of the two different civilizations mentioned by the system, even if there are a group of ghosts on the ship, she is ready to fight for one.
Chapter completed!