Fortunately, there is no need for torches in this tomb. With the dim light beside the coffin, the surroundings can still be seen clearly.

Therefore, Lin Nantian did not turn on the flashlight again.

Now, Lin Nantian looked at his watch and found that it was 3:53 pm.

"This..." Lin Nantian sighed in disbelief.

Time passed so quickly. It was almost twelve o'clock when I followed the fourth master there. Now it has been three or four hours since I followed Heizi around here. However, this is not unreasonable.

Time indeed waits for no one in the tomb.

Looking at the time, it was better not to look at it. As soon as he looked at Lin Nantian, he felt hungry instantly. His stomach started to growl unsatisfactorily.

He cursed his stomach secretly, took out some compressed biscuits from his backpack and ate them. He stood leaning against the wall. Even if the tomb chamber mechanism was activated, he should still be safe.

After drinking half a bottle of mineral water, he touched his stomach and found that he was full. He couldn't help but look at the coffin lid in the distance.

"What is in there?" He thought, could it be the bodies of those women?

He couldn't resist the temptation, and thought that he might be able to find some secrets about the exit in the coffin. He couldn't help but slowly approached the coffin with the lid open.

But when he was about to get closer, Lin Nantian, who was already tense, could not help but become even tighter.

It was the first time for Lin Nantian to look at the contents of the coffin in the tomb. He was alone.

It can be said that his nerves were both excited and frightened at the moment, but there was an inexplicable curiosity pulling him to see what kind of dead people were there.

As the saying goes, curiosity can kill you, and it's true. Before, Lin Nantian remembered to open the coffin to see if there were black donkey hooves on him, but now he forgot, and he acted rashly with bare hands. He really didn't know whether to live or die.

It seemed that Lin Nantian's major mistake at this moment would lead to his death here, but God still seemed to favor him. Maybe Lin Nantian was just lucky.

He gradually moved closer, but nothing happened.

He used his nearly dead flashlight to shine inside the coffin, and looked at it strangely.

He was very surprised. He didn't expect that there were no rice dumplings inside, and he didn't see any dead bodies. There was just a scroll of portraits inside the strange coffin.

The portrait was made of wood and bamboo. Lin Nantian held it in his hand and found that the silk threads inside the bamboo were made of gold.

When he opened the portraits and took a look, Lin Nantian finally understood why Heizi said before that the murals and portraits were proof of the prosperous, wealthy and romantic life of the tomb owner.

Yes, this was what Heizi said, or Heizi was right. The painting in this portrait is a woman, and the painting looks like a fairy beauty, an ancient beauty in the world.

The portrait is about one meter wide and two meters long. The beauty's clothes and beautiful facial features appear lifelike on the bamboo wood, just like a real person. There is a mark on it but no words.

Looking at the inscriptions above, Lin Nantian unexpectedly discovered that he knew a few of the ancient texts, including the words "Thirteenth Madam" and "I have been a romantic person but I have no chance to enjoy such a peerless beauty."

Looking at it, Lin Nantian secretly marveled and praised: "Damn it, what a romantic life, you actually have eighteen wives, such a beautiful woman can't be romantic!"

However, Lin Nantian feels that the most disturbing thing is that this peerless portrait is unknown by whose hand it is. If this portrait is taken out and displayed, it will amaze the world. In this way, ancient art is a priceless treasure that cannot be measured!

Lin Nantian looked at it and was still distracted now. He didn't know what to do. He decided to take the bamboo painting out, but when he rolled it up and lifted it in his hand, he found that it took up a lot of space.

The one made of bamboo rolled up was as big as a bucket. Lin Nantian had no choice but to give up on such a portrait. After all, survival was a big deal now. He didn't know when he would be able to leave the tomb with that thing.

Lin Nantian put the portrait back into the coffin. At this moment, he inadvertently saw a wooden box next to the portrait.

The wooden box is very delicate.

Lin Nantian took it in his hand and looked at it. The wooden box exuded a strange fragrance.

If you look closely, you will see that this wooden box is made of agarwood.

The wooden box was very delicate. Lin Nantian looked around and found that the wooden box could not be opened.

Lin Nantian didn't know how to open it either.

When he was really planning to put the box into his backpack, he turned it around and the wooden box made a "clucking" sound. Lin Nantian was startled and hurriedly threw the box into the coffin.

Suddenly, there was a "click" sound, the wooden box was opened on both sides, and a piece of cloth was exposed in the middle.

"It turns out I accidentally opened this box. This box is really magical." Lin Nantian looked at it and couldn't help but admire it.

He reached out and took the box out of the coffin, and then saw the piece of cloth in the middle.

This piece of cloth seemed to be made of sheepskin, with a map-like map of mountains criss-crossing with secrets, and some strange words marked on it.

Lin Nantian held it strangely in his hand but didn't know what words were marked on the cloth. In short, he didn't think much and put it in his pocket.

Putting the sheepskin cloth into his pocket, Lin Nantian thought, why is there not a dead body in the coffin, but a bamboo painting?

Could it be that these eighteen coffins do not contain dead bodies, but bamboo paintings? In that case, these coffins are not very dangerous.

I'm already here anyway, and I can't go out at the moment anyway. I'll open all these coffins and see what else is inside. Perhaps, there may be secrets about getting out of this tomb.

Lin Nantian thought about it and couldn't help but do it. He turned around and started to open the coffin. The coffin lid was very heavy, but Lin Nantian didn't know it was because of his strength, but because the coffin lid was a bit light at all.

After it was done, the coffin lid was finally pushed open.

Suddenly, Lin Nantian felt a refreshing smell coming to his nose, which was very strange.

This incense is not agarwood. He thought to himself, what is in it and why does it smell so fragrant?

Lin Nantian was inexplicable and pushed the coffin lid hard, and the coffin lid fell to the ground with a dull sound.

He shined a flashlight into the coffin, and saw that there was no dead body inside but a large scroll of bamboo paintings, and the fragrance was drifting from the coffin.

He thought to himself that it was indeed this thing. He took out the bamboo paintings, and the fragrance followed. In this way, the fragrance actually came from these bamboo paintings.

Smelling the fragrance, he felt relaxed and happy. He opened the bamboo painting, and there was also a woman painted inside. The woman had light white sand, a smile on her face, and hundreds of flowers in her hands, just like a flower fairy.

Such a fairy is rare. Lin Nantian looked at it and found it difficult to forget it. He said that if such a fairy really appeared in this world, even if he could see her face, it would be worth dying for her.

After Lin Nantian opened the scroll at that moment, he wished he could time travel back to the lifetime of this fairy to witness her peerless appearance.
Chapter completed!