Tomb Raider: I, at the beginning, took Fatty Lao Hu as my younger brother

The fat man said, "Wow, this tomb is really deep."

Then, the fat man saw that the area around the coffin was filled with funeral objects.

Both eyes were staring.

Various gold, silver, jade and bronze articles.

"Oh my god, so many! Hey, is this bronze?"

The fat man drooled as he looked at a bronze object.

Then he took the gold item and said, "Hey, hey, hey, Master Zhou, look, this demon-subduing pestle is made of gold, right?"

Zhou Xun nodded and said, "Yes, gold!"

Looking at this circle of burial objects, Zhou Xun was also filled with joy.

Although the amount is not as shocking as the mountains of gold and silver of the Queen of Jingjue.

But the value is very high. Each one is at least from the Western Han Dynasty, and some can even be traced back to the Shang Dynasty.

In this way, it is at least priceless! .

Chapter 189: Professional Tomb Raider

Old Hu looked at the fat man and said, "Don't move things! What if the mechanism is triggered? Put it back!"

"Oh!"

"Well, I'm just taking a look!"

The previous lesson was still there, and the fat man was still very obedient at this time. He reluctantly put the demon-subduing pestle back.

"Hey, why are you talking about how it stinks in there?"

the fat man asked.

Zhou Xun said: "This is a wooden coffin tomb. It has been there for too long and the wood has become moldy. But it will be much better after ventilation."

The fat man laughed and said, "No matter what kind of tomb it is, hey, judging from these burial objects, this coffin must belong to the king, ah!"

Old Hu looked at the coffin and said, "Man proposes, God disposes. This old King Xian never thought that the bronze coffin could smash out the lower tomb chamber."

"Master Zhou, your previous divination was too accurate. You said that the opportunity depends on the fat man and the bronze coffin. Now let's see, it's not because of the fat man holding the bronze mirror that the bronze coffin kept shaking and broke the iron chain, falling down and smashing out the tomb below!"

"Too accurate!"

Old Hu looked at Zhou Xundao with great admiration.

Shirley Yang also looked at Zhou Xun with admiration.

Zhou Xun smiled and said nothing.

This is not King Xian's coffin. He came down only for the burial objects.

The fat man looked at the three people in confusion. What was going on?

Is there anything about me involved here?

I do not know how?

Then the fat man came to Lao Hu and said with a smile: "Hey, then did I move this bronze mirror?"

Old Hu looked at the fat man and didn't know what to say for a moment.

If they hadn't moved, they might not have discovered the tomb below.

If it's moving, then does the fat guy have the right to cause trouble?

So Lao Hu kicked the fat man again.

"What's wrong? Do I have to give you a little red flower if you get into trouble?"

Old Hu looked at the fat man and said.

"Hey, no, I was just kidding!"

After being kicked, the fat man quickly retreated strategically.

There's nothing I can do. It's my own fault for being so naughty.

That doesn't make sense!

Then he came to the other side of the coffin, looked at it and asked, "But what is this coffin made of? Jade? Or crystal?"

The fat man looked at the coffin and saw that it was very finely carved and it was obviously valuable.

If it is added with precious materials, its value will be very high.

Shirley Yang said: "This is blue stone crystal rock, a variant of crystal. This kind of rock can only be formed in underground overlapping rock layers."

"Stone Essence Rock?"

Old Hu was surprised and said, "I remember there were records of this kind of stone in ancient books. Legend has it that there is a kind of stone mill made of stone in hell. All evil people will be crushed by the stone mill after falling into the netherworld and will never be reborn. This kind of coffin is also called a ghost coffin, and it is a very evil thing."

"Why would this King Xian be buried in a ghost coffin?"

Zhou Xun said: "I know this ghost coffin. If King Xian wants to become an immortal, there is no way he can be placed in a ghost coffin."

Shirley Yang asked, "So what you mean is that King Xian is no longer in this coffin?"

The fat man said, "If you ask me, let's not discuss this for now. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Why don't we just open the coffin? Right? Um... Well, Lao Hu, I'll take the lead this time. I'll take care of opening the coffin!"

The fat man couldn't wait to see if there were any burial objects in the coffin, and also, whether there were any Zhuchen beads.

So, he volunteered to open the coffin.

"Oh, a hero's true character is revealed in times of crisis. But don't blame me for not reminding you, be prepared and watch out for zombies!"

Old Hu knew what the fat man was thinking, and said while looking at the fat man.

The fat man said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I know everything about this matter, just go ahead!"

"give it to you!"

If someone is willing to work, Lao Hu doesn't want to stop them and is happy to have some free time.

Shirley Yang looked at the fat man and shouted, "Then, Commander Wang!"

"Ok?"

The fat man looked up at Shirley Yang.

Shirley Yang deliberately asked: "Could you please help me determine where this southeast corner is?"

Fatty: ...

The fat man looked around and said to Shirley Yang uncomfortably: "Well, you did it on purpose, Chief of Staff Yang, there is a circle here, where can I find the corner?"

"Besides, I can't even find the north, so how can I know where the south is? Just take your compass and try to find it yourself!"

The fat man knew that Shirley Yang was teasing him on purpose, so he came clean.

I can’t even find the north, what’s wrong?

Am I proud, Fatty?

Shirley Yang looked at the angry fat man and smiled.

This unlucky fat guy is so funny.

He tried to show off but got slapped in the face instead, and now people are digging up old grudges again.

Fortunately, the fat man is thick-skinned.

In addition, now all my attention is focused on opening the coffin.

"Okay, that's it! Start with this guy!"

The fat man put down his backpack and pulled out the iron blocks stuck on the coffin lid one by one.

Shirley Young also lit candles in the southeast corner.

After a while, the fat man had cleanly and neatly lifted out all the iron blocks that were stuck on the coffin lid.

Old Hu said, "Oh, this is a good skill. You must have learned it secretly! Have you been planning to usurp the throne for a long time?"

"Hehe, huh, you said I am also a legitimate tomb raider, we can't disgrace the name of our ancestor, right?"

"Ouch!"

The fat man said proudly while working hard.

Old Hu took out a red string dyed with cinnabar and handed it to Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun took it and looked at it and said, "No, there is no King Xian in it, so it is not needed. Moreover, even if the corpse has transformed, it has been in a place where Yin Qi gathers and absorbed it for thousands of years, so this thing is useless."

"When you go to the Qing Dynasty tomb, you can prepare some small rice dumplings inside. They should be useful!"

As he said that, Zhou Xun returned the red rope to Lao Hu.

Old Hu took the red rope and put it away awkwardly.

Although it's embarrassing, I always feel that what they say makes sense.

"One, two, three, go!"

The fat man pried open the gap in the coffin lid, and then used a crowbar to push the lid directly along the coffin to the ground.

Chapter 190 Golden Skull

The four of them looked into the coffin.

A golden skull was particularly eye-catching and attracted the attention of four people.

The fat man whispered, "Hey, don't say anything, this King Xian is in good shape! Haha."

"Hey, why did it turn black?"

The fat man asked doubtfully.

I saw that the originally golden skull turned black in an instant.

Shirley Yang explained: "It was the air..."

Before Shirley Yang finished speaking, the fat man continued, "The effect of air oxidation!"

Shirley Yang looked at the fat man in shock for a moment.

The fat man laughed and said, “You said so!”

Zhou Xun patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "Fatty, that's good. You know how to learn. Keep up the good work."

"Got it!"

The fat man smiled.

Old Hu looked inside the coffin and said, "Although this stone coffin is an ominous object, it can preserve the original appearance of the corpse in a completely sealed state."

"Hey, look, why is the eyeball of King Xian gone?"

The fat man was good at discovering things. He looked at the empty eye sockets in the skull and asked.

Old Hu analyzed, "It seems so. They were taken off! There are traces of gouging on the eyes. In ancient times, there was a kind of torture instrument that was shaped like a cup with rotating teeth inside. When you press it on the eyes and turn it, you can dig out a pair of eyes alive."

The fat man said, "You mean, someone dug out the eyes of King Xian? Who is so bold?"

Zhou Xun said: "This is not King Xian. Who of you thinks that such a strong and authoritarian King Xian could have his eyes dug out? And his body sealed in such an ominous coffin?"

Shirley Yang's eyes turned and she said, "That's right. Look, the head of this ancient corpse has obvious marks of being cut by a sharp weapon, but it doesn't look like it was beheaded. It should have been cut off after death."

"It seems that this head must have been pieced together."

Shirley Yang shone a flashlight on the head and shared her findings.

The fat man asked doubtfully, "Did you put it together?"

"Take it!"

Old Hu handed the flashlight to the fat man.

He then drew out his small sharp sword and cut open the rotten clothes on the corpse in the coffin.

When the clothes were cut open, the bones inside were revealed.

"My goodness, this skeleton is patched with gold, right?"

The fat man asked, looking at the golden ribs.