Our original plan was to start with the small coffins on both sides, attack the weak one first, and finally open the big coffin in the middle.
Since all three coffins have to be opened anyway, it would be easier to attack the weak one first.
But who would have known that what was inside the two coffins was not rice dumplings, but two Taoist boys who were guiding them.
Who knows where the sound of fingernails came from, but this saves trouble.
It saves effort to just open the middle coffin. .
The bronze coffin in the middle is a mouth-suspended coffin, with a span of less than one meter above the ground.
The bottom of the coffin is supported by four wooden pillars.
The height of the coffin is also nearly two meters, which is considered a huge thing.
Although it was not tied up with chains, the side of the coffin was reinforced with nine heavy locks, which was really difficult to get hold of.
Wang Jiangqian took the engineer shovel and swatted it several times, but failed to swat away any of them.
He just used the toothed blade on the side to chop.
Instead, he curled the side edge of the engineer shovel.
Gu Xinlie looked at the coffin and then said to us: "This bronze coffin is hanging in the air and is not grounded.
It should still have a fairy character on it.
If we cut off the wooden stakes supporting the coffin, we are afraid something will happen. ” I nodded, what Gu Xinlie said made sense.
This bronze coffin was originally used to hold some corpses that had transformed before being buried.
If we rashly cut off the wooden stakes supporting the coffin, none of us can afford to change it.
After all, we don’t have anything else on hand right now.
Speaking of magic tools to ward off evil spirits, there is not even a piece of the black donkey's hoof left.
"Hey, Mr.
Gu, when did you become such a girl?
If you ask me to tell you, just walk away, motherfucker."
Wang Jiangqian put his hands on the engineer shovel and roared with a smile.
Gu Xinlie was too lazy to pay attention to him.
He stepped on the coffin next to the Taoist boy, kicked up, grabbed the edge of the coffin and climbed onto the coffin.
Then he squatted on it and groped for something carefully.
The props we prepared this time were not perfect.
We didn’t bring any of the professional coffin-touching marshal’s equipment.
If you have two things like Flying Tiger Claw and Tan Yin Claw in your hand now, there is no need to go to such trouble.
I raised my neck and looked at Gu Xinlie from below.
I must say that Gu Xinlie had some skills.
He climbed up to a height of three to four meters in just a few clicks.
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva tattoo on his back was even weirder.
Suffocating.
As soon as I saw his tattoo, I subconsciously touched my back.
There was a ghost-eating yaksha on it.
Gu Xinlie fumbled for a long time, then jumped down and said to us: "This coffin is very ordinary, there is nothing visible, and the carvings on it are not visible at all.
Let's just open the coffin.
Isn't that a tough idea?"
I can only touch it."
"Hey, Mr.
Gu, I've been waiting for your words."
Wang Jianggan put the engineer shovel on his shoulder and smiled, humming classic songs from time to time, which was really funny.
I turned my head and glanced at Chi You Sanqian.
She was very quiet, standing next to us, like a bystander, silent.
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The moment I turned around, the long black knife in Gu Xinlie's hand clicked with several crisp sounds, and all the nine major locks on the coffin fell to the ground.
The coffin seemed to be suppressed by the unlocking of the locks.
And the lid opened with a bang.
I don't know if it was because I was dazzled or something, but at the moment when the lid was opened, a white air like the clouds and mist of the heavenly palace that I saw on TV rose up from the coffin, and disappeared into the tomb with a whoosh. among.
"Oh my god, this Prince Zhuang is really going to ascend."
Wang Jiangqian stared at him with a look of astonishment on his face.
Before I had time to speak, clouds of white gas came out of the coffin.
Then, the vermilion coffin slowly opened a small crack.
With a cold face, Gu Xinlie pulled out the bone knife that was used to guide the Taoist boy.
He didn't bother to put on the black gloves, stepped on the boy's coffin, and jumped onto the vermilion coffin without saying a word. , and thrust the knife in fiercely.
The white bone knife was condensed from ashes and had a very strong Yin Qi.
Generally, the wounds of ghosts and evil spirits would not heal.
However, Gu Xinlie's knife only penetrated half of the way and then stopped moving.
No matter how hard he tried, blood spurted out from his palm and he could not make any further progress.
The bronze coffin was shaking a little, and it made dull metal sounds from time to time.
I was just about to remind Gu Xinlie to be careful when a crisp sound of metal breaking suddenly came from above my head, and the sound of breaking gradually expanded.
I knew something was wrong.
It seemed that the bronze coffin was old, and several of its stress-bearing points had become rotten and were about to break.
I hurriedly asked Wang Jianggan and Chi You Sanqian to avoid being hit, and I also took a few steps back.
Sure enough, the coffin, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, didn't last long.
There was only a crisp sound and it was immediately smashed down from above.
This naturally caused a deafening sound, and coupled with the echo from the tomb, it made me feel like my head was going to explode.
Gu Xinlie jumped down long before the coffin fell, rolled a few times on the ground and stood up again, then suddenly raised his head to remind us.
The white gas actually came out of the coffin.
The three of us hurried forward to take a look at the coffin, and we saw that inside the vermilion coffin, there were indeed clouds of white air coming out.
This white air did not seem to be steam, but an extremely cold air.
Gu Xinlie stood up from the ground, touched his chest and gasped: "Don't touch that white air."
Gu Xinlie spoke in a choppy tone, and I saw that his chest was covered with a layer of blue ice-like substance.
Needless to say, I knew that it was caused by the white gas, so I quickly asked him if it was okay.
His face turned pale, but he still shook his head and said he was fine.
The white air spurted out for a while, then gradually disappeared.
Wang Jianggan and I exchanged glances, and the two of us bent under the coffin.
I bumped the coffin hard with my shoulder, and Wang Jianggan dug into the gap in the coffin board with a shovel, and lifted it up with a roar.
I saw the scarlet coffin board spinning several times in the sky, and finally fell straight to the ground.
Surprisingly, a big rice dumpling without red claws climbed out of the coffin.
We looked at each other, nodded, and then slowly approached the coffin.
When we stretched our heads and took a look, we were immediately shocked.
Lying in the coffin was an old man with childish face and gray hair.
I'm a little confused, what's going on?
The old man in the coffin had a childlike face and white hair, and a layer of coldness shrouded his face.
Wearing a gray Taoist uniform, he held a jade whisk in his hand, and there was a faint air of immortality between his brows.
There was no gold, silver, or jewelry in the coffin, only a few magical artifacts.
For example, things like bronze mirrors and demon-suppressing towers.
But what is strange is that there is a very thick layer on the inner wall of the coffin.
That thing is similar to a kind of cuticle, blood red.
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I pulled off the snow-white bone knife from the coffin, and then picked at the blood-red cuticle.
The cuticle was harder than I thought, and even a sharp blade like a snow-white bone knife could only leave two white marks on it.
I immediately turned my attention to the old man.
I can guarantee 10,000% that this old man is definitely not from the ancient Dian Kingdom, let alone King Zhuang.
So why is he here?
I couldn't understand.
I used the bone knife to pick his armpit, trying to make him turn over, but I couldn't make him move an inch no matter what.
Seeing this, Gu Xinlie thought for a long time and suddenly said: "This old man seems to be the ancient Tingfeng Heavenly Official."
"Tingfeng Tianguan" Hearing Gu Xinlie speak, Wang Jianggan and I both looked at him in great surprise.
The four coffin-touching sects are watching, hearing, asking, and inquiring.
The leader of this asking sect is Tingfeng Tianguan.
This kind of person is observant of words and expressions and has a sharp tongue.
They just relied on clichés to determine the location of the ancient tomb.
To put it bluntly, it was a lie.
Seeing Gu Xinlie's determined expression, I stopped asking any more questions and calmed down and thought about it quietly.
If this old man was really the coffin-toucher, he was probably trapped or caught after coming to rob the tomb, and then arranged to be buried with him.
But if he is really just a tomb robber, wouldn't it be a waste to put him in this apricot tree?
What makes me most suspicious is that the three corpses in front of me, one old and two young, are all in bronze coffins and apricot wood coffins, but there is no sign of corpse transformation at all.
My mind is very confused now.
The tomb of King Zhuang seems too confusing.
Whenever we think we know something, something will shatter our "knowledge" in the next second.
Just as we looked at the old man's body in the coffin in silence, there was a thumping sound similar to a heartbeat coming from the coffin.
This frightened a few of us, and we quickly took two steps back.
But seeing that there was still nothing strange in the coffin, Wang Jiangqian plucked up the courage and walked over.
As soon as he passed by, before he stretched his head to look at anything, he saw that the ancient corpse in the coffin suddenly sat up and slowly exhaled a breath of white air.
At this time, the bloody cuticle in the inner wall of the coffin began to gradually melt.
"Jiang Gan, get away quickly" I saw the old man suddenly stretched out his hand, and his pale fingers suddenly reached towards Wang Jiangqian's neck.
I immediately shouted and rolled on the ground.
I don't know where I got the courage to kick him there.
On top of the coffin, he kicked it a little tilted, and the ancient corpse also tilted accordingly.
That kick took all my strength and made my feet numb.
"Brother Gu," I turned around and shouted to Gu Xinlie.
Without saying a word, he rushed forward with a black long knife.
The ancient corpse also jumped out of the coffin, but surprisingly, he The Taoist robe had completely disappeared, and even the skin had become charred black, as if it had been burned by something.
I turned around and saw that the blood-red liquid flowing out of the coffin was slowly burning through the rocky ground.
"Rely on strong acid" I shouted.
When I saw the ancient corpse coming out to fight Gu Xinlie, I rushed towards Chi You Sanqian.
I don't know what happened to this girl, but she was still frozen in place.
Seeing that the ancient corpse was about to pounce on her, I rushed over and pounced on her.
At this moment, Gu Xinlie arrived in time and gave the ancient corpse another kick in the stomach, kicking him away.
"Why are you dazed if you don't want to live?"
I pressed on Chi You Sanqian and roared with wide eyes.
Although I didn't have many complicated feelings for this girl, there was absolutely no way I could watch her where I could.
Die.
She didn't answer me, she just stared at me blankly and murmured.
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