Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

After the three left, only Hei Xiazi, Shen Mingchao, and the unconscious Belyak remained in the room.

Hei Xiazi recalled Qi Qiu's words, that the strange fragrance was in the coffin. Now that Qi Qiu had already knocked the coffin lid off, just in case, he told Shen Mingchao to stay where he was while he went to check the situation.

Shen Mingchao nodded and said, "Okay."

Just as he took a step, Black Bear turned back and asked, "By the way, how did Master Hua and the others bring you in?"

Based on his understanding of Xie Yuchen and Qi Qiu, he would never allow Shen Mingchao to enter such a dangerous place.

That's a very good question.

Shen Mingchao truthfully said, "Qi Qiu meant that everyone can be possessed by evil spirits, but I won't. He also said that evil gods can't harm me, so only I can get that box of strange incense."

Only?

Hei Xiazi thought about many things in that instant.

These two words often represent something special, or more specifically, something unique or special about a person or thing.

Thinking this, he walked to the coffin and shone his flashlight on it. It was a charred, dried corpse. He roughly judged from the rotting clothes on its body that it was a woman.

He had seen many corpses, even more disgusting ones, so he was calm. He just thought this dried corpse looked a lot like the beef jerky he had eaten, and it would be perfect to sprinkle some cumin on it and roast it.

Moreover, after a careful inspection, he found no spice box, so it seemed that only Shen Mingchao himself could do it.

The dried corpse was lying obediently in the coffin, showing no signs of rising. He raised his hand to call Shen Mingchao over, but when he turned around, he saw a scene that shocked him!

That girl, who should have been delicate, grabbed a book and slammed it viciously onto Belyak's head, which he had just raised!

With a deafening "bang," the sound was deafening!

The person who had just woken up drifted off to sleep again.

Black Bear's eyebrows twitched involuntarily, and he felt his vision go black again and again.

"Just the right amount of force, enough to daze you but not hurt your brain! How about that? My reaction time is super fast, right!"

Shen Mingchao was exceptionally smug, with an expression that seemed to say, "Praise me!"

Hei Xiazi unconsciously looked at Shen Mingchao.

In such a filthy environment, the girl's face was filled with a smile, her eyes were clear and firm, and her smugness was more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

It's like the brightest breeze in the middle of summer.

See, that's what makes it special.

It wasn't just those inexplicable abilities, but also Shen Mingchao himself—a unique charm that he had never encountered before, possessing a fatal attraction.

Why aren't you saying anything?

Black Bear's thoughts raced, and he smiled wryly, "You really know how to create surprises for a blind man like me."

As Shen Mingchao put the 53 into his crossbody bag, he walked over and said, "Just poke your head out and you're done. Who told him to wake up early? Besides, I've been wanting to do this for a while."

Upon hearing this, Black Bear simply laughed: "So it's his fault after all?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Given what he's done, he deserves to go to hell several times over. I only knocked him unconscious; I was already being very kind. Besides, being lenient with scum is being cruel to yourself."

Shen Mingchao smiled brightly, without a trace of guilt.

These words struck a chord with Hei Xiazi.

He also revealed a wicked smile and tentatively asked, "Mingchao, how about considering becoming my disciple? You've seen it yourself, my kung fu is very good."

"Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Blackie," Shen Mingchao politely declined. "However, it's quite nice of me to learn martial arts from my idol."

click-

Hei Xiazi heard the sound of something breaking. For the first time, he felt a sense of resentment towards a certain person surnamed Zhang, and this resentment felt stronger than the evil spirits in the house.

If the other person doesn't agree, he has no excuse to abduct them.

Never mind, the matter at hand is more important.

Noticing Shen Mingchao's troubled expression, he asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"No," Shen Mingchao said with a look of disgust, "This thing is a bit too ugly for me."

"Hey Blackie, I've heard that European nobles have a thing for this, saying that eating dried corpses prolongs life. Do you think I could make a lot of money if I sold this stuff to Europe?"

A very novel idea.

The bear's eyes gleamed, and he nodded earnestly, "I think it's feasible!"

Shen Mingchao: "..."

Is it really true that nobody can understand that she's just talking nonsense?

Not wanting to linger, Shen Mingchao pulled out Hei Xiazi's knife and, without hesitation, swiftly and accurately slashed open the dried corpse's chest. Instantly, the corpse shriveled up, revealing a square box.

She had noticed the bulging chest of the dried corpse long ago, and figured that this was the exotic fragrance Qi Qiu needed.

Upon seeing this, Hei Xiazi clicked his tongue in amazement and praised, "Not bad, your movements are quite nimble."

"That's right!" Shen Mingchao raised an eyebrow: "With no man in his heart, drawing his sword is naturally divine!"

Hearing this, Hei Xiazi choked on his words, his heart breaking for the second time.

Shen Mingchao took out the box, wiped it clean with a tissue, and found that the box was square, with rounded edges and corners. The box was carved with patterns, and the wood surface had a faint golden sheen. It felt delicate and smooth to the touch.

She put the box and knife into her crossbody bag: "Hey, sir, we've got the stuff. Let's go."

"Wait a moment."

Shen Mingchao was puzzled, thinking that Hei Xiazi had some other things to deal with. He looked over and found that the other party had brought out two bottles of wine from somewhere.

"Hey Blackie, where did you get this liquor? You're not planning to drink with this stuff, are you?"

"Your brain always manages to veer off to the heavens." Black Bear opened the lid: "When I was dealing with Zheng Jingyin before, I kicked him into the refrigerator, and it was still powered on, with alcohol inside. I was planning to burn this thing; it's just a nuisance anyway."

It turned out to be the case.

Shen Mingchao nodded in agreement: "Qi Qiu said before that fire could make it thrive, ha, the person is already dead, so what's the point of talking about whether it thrives or not? It's better to burn such evil spirits to ashes."

She reached out and took the wine that Hei Xiazi handed her, and the two of them immediately opened the bottle and poured the wine onto the corpse.

After emptying the bottle, Black Bear took out a lighter and threw it in. The corpse was instantly ignited, and the flames shot up extremely high, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime, slowly dispelling the darkness.

Flame has always been the most ruthless and fair thing in the world; it wipes everything away, and from then on, dust returns to dust.

A moment later, Black Bear looked at the burned corpse and said with regret, "What a pity, I didn't sell it to Europe."

Shen Mingchao was speechless for a moment: "Brother Hei, why don't you just sell the coffin too?"

"How did you know I had this idea?" Hei Xiazi smiled ingratiatingly: "Chao Chao, you understand me best."

"......"

Ning really is still got that money-loving persona.

Seeing that the fire was almost extinguished, Shen Mingchao stretched and turned to leave. He couldn't stay in this godforsaken place any longer.

Black Bear left behind to clean up the mess.

He deftly tied Belyak to the ground with a rope and turned him into a ball, then took several photos with a mischievous grin and sent them to the old lady before quickly catching up with Shen Mingchao.

Although Yuri is dead, the murderer has been brought to justice.

so......

Hehe, I've received the final payment.