Chapter 142 Preparing to open the coffin
Soon, Hu Bayi, Fatty and Yang Xueli heard Hu Ming's voice in the tomb.
"It's been demolished! You can come in!"
The tomb was pitch dark, and Hu Ming couldn't fully illuminate the tomb with the searchlight in his hand. Yang Xueli took out one from his backpack. The flare was thrown out, and the entire tomb was illuminated in an instant.
The fat man smiled and said, "Hey! Not bad, this thing works so well!"
At this moment, in the center of the illuminated tomb, there was a coffin hanging with a copper ring tied to it.
The fat man was startled and turned to Hu Bayi and asked: "Old Hu, isn't this the legendary whistle coffin?"
Seeing this, Hu Bayi also frowned slightly. , looked at this strange coffin and said: "I'm really afraid of what will happen."
Hu Ming raised his hand and knocked on the bronze coffin. Yes, it was a two-layer coffin.
Seeing that they had no intention of turning the switch on and off, Yang Xueli also looked at the coffin, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
"What should I do? This coffin can't be opened?" The fat man snorted coldly and looked at Yang Shirley and said.
"Hmph! It's not like you don't know about this coffin."
"This is the Bronze Hall and the Whistle Coffin. The Patriarch said before that we saw it in the desert last time. This kind of coffin, this kind of coffin, if it is not rigid, it cannot be moved!"
Hu Ming took a few steps and took a look at the tomb through the light of the flare. It was not much different from what he imagined.
“Ouch, this is good stuff!”
At this time, the fat man found a few pieces of jade on the tray used for worship. He quickly wiped the dust off with his own clothes and looked back and forth in his hand.
Hu Ming glanced at the jade in the fat man's hand, and then said: "Yes, the only one who can use these things is the king of the country!"
" It seems that this is indeed the tomb of King Xian!"
In front of me, next to this huge hanging bronze pavilion, there is another coffin, which is different from the hanging one.
This wooden coffin has only one layer. There is no paint on the coffin, it is the original color of the wood.
Ha!
However, Hu Ming knew at just one glance that the wood felt very fine. Even after so long, the coffin was still very tough.
However, Hu Bayi was a little confused. From the ancient tombs they had entered, they had never seen such a burial method with coffins and coffins together.
To be honest, it’s a bit weird...
“This coffin is sealed with chains and hung up. There shouldn’t be a big rice dumpling locked inside!”
Hu Bayi knocked on the bronze coffin. The outer layer of the bronze coffin was unusually thick.
"The person inside must be King Xian, but there must be some mystery behind the hanging of the coffin. I think we should not open the coffin rashly!"
Besides, Yang Shirley said He became a little anxious and said, "How do you know whether Muchen Pearl is inside without opening the coffin?"
At this moment, the fat man knocked on the coffin and lay on it to listen to what was going on inside: "Old man You can't open the coffin rashly, but that's not to say that you can't open it! If it were suddenly opened, a thousand-year-old rice dumpling would pop out! Are you responsible for the consequences? Don't forget the coffin we opened last time. If Mingzi hadn't been there, we would have lost the rice dumpling. "
Listening to Fatty's words, Yang Xueli also knew that the guy in this coffin was not simple. Although Muchen Bead was still on his mind, he no longer urged the switch.
"Then what is in this coffin?"
Xueli Yang pointed to the wooden coffin on the ground and asked: "It should be a princess? Or a concubine or something like that. When we came in, we looked at the decoration outside. "This is obviously a couple's grave."
At this moment, Hu Ming was not interested in the wooden coffin on the ground. He was more interested in the bronze coffin hanging in the air than the wooden coffin.
"Lao Hu prepares something, open it first and then talk!"
"Okay!", Hu Ba nodded and said, setting up the corpse rope and the corpse net, The fat man was still holding the corpse lock tightly in his hand to prevent any sudden situation after opening the coffin. At this moment, except for Hu Bayi's clanging and banging on the coffin with some tools, there was no other sound around.
“Click!” After a click, Hu Bayi put away his tools and slowly raised his head and said.
“It’s open!”
The outer layer of the bronze coffin was opened by Hu Bayi, revealing the golden coffin inside.
“Holy shit! Golden coffin!”
At this moment, looking at the golden coffin inside, the fat man was dumbfounded. The next second, his eyes shone and he couldn't help but swallow.
“This is the only way to go!” Hu Bayi looked at it and jumped off the coffin.
At this moment, the bronze coffin lid that was broken by Hu Bayi was immediately divided into two halves and fell down, making a huge noise in the tomb chamber.
At this time, Hu Bayi said: "If you want to open the thing inside, you can only put down the chain."
"But... I'm afraid of this corpse It will turn into a corpse as soon as it hits the ground!”
After saying that, Hu Bayi looked up at Hu Ming again, and then asked: "Mingzi, how about you think of a way?"
"It's okay!"
"Zombie Transformation It’s just the corpse transformation, I have my own way to deal with it!”
After all, the golden coffin inside cannot be opened unless the outer chains are cut off.
Hu Ming began to look forward to it when he thought that the person lying inside might be King Xian himself.
With a sound of "Bang!"
The bronze coffin fell in mid-air, and the fat man immediately stepped forward and raised his hand, stroking the golden coffin inside.
“Good guy, this offering to the king is really a generous act!”
“The golden coffin!”
“Hey, won’t we make a fortune by taking this back?”< br>
Then, the fat man shook his head as he spoke, "What a pity! It's a pity that this thing is too heavy and can't be taken out!"
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, he only heard a thumping sound from the golden coffin. , as if something was coming out of it.
“Oops! It looks like the corpse has really transformed!”
Although Hu Bayi was ready, facing this thousand-year-old rice dumpling, he still felt in his heart Feeling vaguely afraid.
"Wait!" the fat man said suddenly.
Upon hearing this, Hu Bayi was startled. There was sweat on his head and he immediately said dissatisfied: "Why are you crazy about having a seizure? Fatty."
"I think you just have a seizure. The rules left by the ancestors Have you forgotten? Light the lamp before opening the coffin!"
Listening, Hu Bayi exhaled, and then said helplessly: "It depends on whether the corpse has transformed into a corpse. Now this corpse has transformed into a corpse. It’s already a close thing.”
“Then what’s the point of lighting the candle?”
The fat man thought for a while and immediately said: “That’s not necessarily true!”< br>
"After all, this is a rule, we can give it a try!" Fatty said, and Lao Hu agreed.
(End of this chapter)