The little brother found the eight-treasure exquisite lock of the golden nanmu coffin, and used the two iron hooks in the treasure box to break the mechanism lock.
With a click, the coffin lid popped open, and a stream of foul-smelling black water instantly surged up and rushed straight to the Tianling Cap. Zhang Zhuxun and Wu Xiaoxie, who were the closest ones, were so smoked that they rolled their eyes.
On the contrary, the little brother acted like a normal person and seemed to be unable to smell the soaring stench.
"Eh~"
The fat man frowned and pushed open the coffin lid. When he looked inside, he almost stopped feeling sick.
"Damn it, why are there so many rice dumplings!"
I saw water vapor lingering in the open coffin. Through the mist, I could vaguely see a large oval-shaped unknown object, with more than twenty human limbs entangled and coiled on it. The limbs were rotten and swollen by the black water in the coffin. They were crisscrossed and waxed and stuck together, forming a huge corpse.
Zhang Zhuoxun covered his nose with the back of his hand and frowned tightly, "I don't want any more burial objects here."
It would be more cost-effective than just installing a few porcelain jars and vases into the space.
The fat man was happy when he heard it, "This is what you said, and then all the treasures will belong to the fat man."
Although he said that, looking at the lumps of corpse oil solidified and floating on the black water, the fat man struggled over and over again, but still couldn't do it.
But if I don't get it, I feel extremely itchy.
Zhang Zhuoxun gave him an idea, "How about you find a clay pot or something and scoop out the water before touching it."
"Eh? That's a good idea." The fat man's eyes lit up and he was about to leave.
Zhang Zhuxun was the first to say: "I'll get you a jar, it'll be 28 by then."
It’s okay for the fat man to think about it, and more people can get more treasures.
Seeing that these two people had already assigned the ownership of the artifacts in the coffin with each other's words, Wu Xiaoxie curled his lips speechlessly, "This joint burial coffin is so disgusting, you two can do it."
The fat man wanted to show off, "Xiao Tianzhen, you don't understand this. Who can twist a joint burial coffin like a twist? This thing is called a corpse-raising coffin. In Feng Shui..."
Zhang Shuxun didn't hear much of what was said later. He had already arrived at the previous tomb chamber to store treasures... Ah, he was looking for clay pots, and he was pulling a few treasures into the space.
Huh? Those porcelain bowls with handles over there look good and should be worth a lot of money. There are also two jiqing dishes here, both of which are great treasures.
Zhang Zhuxun's eyes widened and he filled the space with his thoughts.
Thanks to System Dad for giving me enough space.
"Muyu, what are you doing?"
Wu Xiaoxie's voice suddenly came from behind.
Zhang Zhu was so excited that he almost dropped the jar in his hand.
"Huh? No...nothing."
After almost being caught, Zhang Zhuxun felt a little guilty and did not dare to look Wu Xiaoxie in the eyes, so he changed the subject in order to cover up the situation.
"I just want to find a jar with a handle so I can scoop water without dirtying my hands."
"I asked you why you haven't seen anyone for most of the day." Wu Xiaoxie took the jar in his hand, "As long as it can hold water, it's not a big deal. Then I'll scoop with the fat man, and you and the little brother will be there. Just watch it."
Zhang Zhuoxun laughed dryly, picked up two jars and followed him out of the tomb.
"Huh?" Wu Xiaoxie seemed to have discovered something, "This jar...where did you get it?"
Zhang Zhuoxun pointed over there, and Wu Xiaoxie immediately ran over and squatted down, staring at the patterns on it attentively, and said, "Put down the two jars in your hands first, and take the one without the patterns."
Zhang Zhuoxun shrugged, said "Oh", put the jar next to him, glanced towards the corridor, and estimated the time.
Zhang Zhuxun quickly picked up two worthless jars and ran over to give them to the fat man. When he was about to run towards Wu Xiaoxie, the little brother actually stopped him with his hands.
Gan!
Zhang Zhuxun stared into his little brother's eyes, expressionless, and mouthed: "I don't care what deal you have with Mr. Wu, but now, please get out of the way, he will be in danger."
The little brother didn't shy away, his eyes were calm and his voice was cold, "He needs to grow up."
Zhang Zhu frowned slightly, "Don't force me to do it."
The atmosphere between the two was tense, with neither one willing to take a step back.
The fat man beside the coffin was humming and scooping water enthusiastically, without noticing anything was wrong.
Finally, the little brother took a step back and got out of the way.
Before Zhang Zhuxun had time to be happy, he discovered that the tomb on the opposite side had disappeared at some point.
Zhang Zhuxun: "..."
He turned around and looked at his little brother with a sullen face, smiling softly but not smiling at all, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth, "You - eldest - master!"
The little brother's face was paralyzed, still expressionless. He glanced at Zhang Shuxun lightly, then turned back to help the fat man scoop water.
Ahhhh——
Zhang Zhuxun performed a set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms against the wall, feeling helpless and furious.
He was so angry!
Zhang Zhuxun squatted in the corner with his knees in his arms, silently drawing circles in his mind and cursing his little brother for wrestling on the ground.
——
On the other side, Wu Xiaoxie looked at the row of jars that he had arranged neatly in order. His face was full of uncontrollable excitement. He turned around to share his findings with his friends, "Muyu, look at these...muyu." ?Muyu! I’m going to fuck you!”
There were echoes in the empty tomb, and it was dark. Apparently he was the only one left.
This not only reminded him again of the last time he was left in the main tomb chamber of Qixinglu Palace, but it was exactly the same as his current situation.
Wu Xiaoxie felt sad and scared, and scolded his deceitful third uncle and unreliable brother Muyu over and over again in his mind.
He picked up a basin and was about to rush to the corridor, but he was shocked to find that the ear room on the opposite side had changed back to the white marble wall it had before.
Wu Xiaoxie was about to cry. He forced himself to calm down and comforted himself that the tomb chamber had a lot of activities, and maybe the ear chamber would return on its own in a few minutes.
But this empty corridor is so scary for horses to step on, damn it!
Why does he always feel like something is staring at him from behind?
Wu Xiaoxie glanced around with a flashlight, feeling panicked.
There was a sound of water.
Wu Xiaoxie's heart skipped a beat and he shone the flashlight.
What did he see?
"My mother-in-law!"
It's a sea monkey!
Wu Xiaoxie cursed secretly and ran back.
The sea monkey discovered the prey, roared, and quickly rushed out from the jade door on the left to catch up.
He became more anxious and panicked, and just as he was about to return to the tomb, he suddenly tripped under his feet, and a dog fell to the ground with mud. His eyes were covered with stars and his nostrils were bleeding.
Wu Xiaoxie lay on the ground and touched his nose in a daze. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the nose bone of the horse was not broken.
