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

The soldiers were all well-trained elites. Upon hearing this, they quickly displayed their weapons and formed a fan-shaped formation with their backs to Wu Liang.

This formation can protect each other and Wu Liang.

Cao Zhen's treatment was nothing more than this. It can be seen that after a few hours of getting along with each other, Wu Liang had transformed from a slave who no one cared about to a core figure in the hearts of the soldiers.

"You're a talented guy, but what did you find?"

An older soldier asked in a low voice.

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

It’s always right.”

Wu Liang did not tell the soldiers the details found on the gold-threaded jade clothes, so as not to cause too much panic, which would make trouble more likely.

"What you said is absolutely true."

After hearing this, the soldiers nodded one after another and moved closer to each other. They held their breath and used their eyes and ears to feel all the movements around them.

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

Apart from the damaged gold-lined jade garment, there was only a small drum placed on the left side of the jade garment's head in the coffin.

The small drum is in the shape of a short cylinder, slightly smaller at both ends and slightly thicker in the middle. Its size and shape are somewhat similar to the waist drum that was more popular in the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia region in later generations.

The difference is that the side of this small drum is not painted in festive red, but is dyed black, and some cloud patterns are carved on the surface of the black paint for decoration, making it look a bit more noble and refined.

besides.

There are also two metal rings at both ends of the snare. The metal rings are connected to a belt. Judging from the length, it should be able to be put around the neck and hung on the chest or armpit. This is more like the waist drum of later generations.

However, what surprised Wu Liang was that after hundreds of years, the drum head of this small drum was still intact.

In ancient times, animal skins were often used to make drum heads. Although they were relatively durable, they could never be preserved for hundreds of years without deterioration. So far, archeology has never found a complete ancient drum.

So, what kind of material is the drumhead of this snare made of, or what special process is used?

With such doubts, Wu Liang climbed into the coffin carefully, took the small drum in his hand and examined it carefully.

Unfortunately, he didn't do much research on animal skins. At first glance, he didn't know what the material of the drum head was. He just pressed it gently with his hand, and he could still feel the softness and toughness of the drum head.

I behaved well.

After hundreds of years, the texture is still as good as new. Isn’t it so strange?

Wu Liang felt that the snare drum must still be usable, and wanted to pat it and listen to the sound of the drum. However, under the circumstances, he finally suppressed his curiosity to avoid causing any trouble.

Look at the belt connected to the drum through a metal ring, which is also intact.

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

He planned to take the snare drum back and study it carefully.

After all, with the family background of King Liang Xiao, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is as rich as the country. There are countless gold and jade treasures that can be buried with him, but he only brought this small drum. This is enough to show that the value of this small drum is definitely higher than gold and jade.

It's not just as simple as it seems on the surface.

Unless...Liang Xiaowang just loves music, don't ask me to stop.

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

After landing, Wu Liang once again caught a glimpse of the snare drum hanging on his chest, and Wu Liang suddenly realized something!

My look...

If he puts on a robe, a fox demon mask and a few tails, wouldn't he be Tamamo Mae from a well-known Hairline Killer game?

Help me up, another 648!

at this time.

"Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak, creak"

Suddenly there was a slight abnormal sound inside the tomb.

The sound was like something sharp scratching across the surface of the wood, which made people's scalp numb unconsciously and a sour feeling in their teeth.

"what sound!?"

The soldiers immediately became nervous and looked around to investigate.

Wu Liang also felt a bit of pressure, but unfortunately the sound just now was very low, and they only lit one torch. The illuminated area was very limited. It was difficult to determine the source of the sound immediately, so they did not dare to act rashly.

Under this situation, the tomb fell into complete silence, and only the weak breathing of the people who tried their best to suppress it could be heard.

This was a stalemate for a while.

After not hearing that weird sound again, everyone felt a little calmer.

"Wu Liang, what should we do next?"

Some people already wanted to quit but were unable to express it clearly, so they had to ask tentatively.

"Who still has a torch on him?"

Wu Liang asked instead without answering.

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

Many people responded.

The torches at this time were made of oilcloth and pine oil, and their burning time could not exceed half an hour at most, so everyone would bring a few extra torches with them when entering the tomb.

"Everyone holds a torch and lights it, and we are ready to retreat."

Wu Liang said again.

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

In addition, the body of King Liang Xiao disappeared inexplicably, and the sound just now was too strange and sudden, which made him a little uneasy. In order to prevent accidents, the safest way is to ensure adequate vision. If there is any problem, there will be no problem.

Ability to detect and respond in advance.

"Got the order!"

The soldiers were also happy and immediately followed suit.

After a while, nine soldiers each held a lit torch. Although they could not illuminate all the corners of the tomb, they illuminated most of it, which finally made people feel at ease.

"It's much more comfortable this way..."

Looking at the brightly lit tomb, the soldiers laughed.

But the words were not spoken.

"Oh! Why is there water?"

The two soldiers standing on the outermost perimeter suddenly screamed strangely.

Wu Liang and the others hurriedly followed the sound and found that the two soldiers had been stained with some unknown liquid and looked wet and dripping down.

"What are you two ghosts calling? What's there to be afraid of if there are a few drops of water leaking from the top?"

"If you are so brave, you come to rob the tomb. I'll ask the military commander to deduct your rewards, and then expel you two from the Hu army."

"Let's go, let's scare people..."

After the soldiers saw it clearly, they all laughed indifferently.

The two soldiers were laughing a little embarrassed.

But in the next second, their faces had become distorted, and they suddenly fell to the ground and rolled crazily. Their hands were rubbing their bodies like crazy, and they let out heart-rending howls of pain: "Ah
Chapter completed!