Being stopped like this, the fat man naturally wondered, he put down the coffin board that had been lifted by almost an inch, and walked a few steps out of the hole.

I thought that the fat man was going to turn against the old madman, after all, cutting off his wealth was tantamount to killing his parents. But the fat man's actions were beyond my expectations. He walked up to the old madman and tried to go to the other party's shoulder, but after looking at it, he finally gave up.

The fat man glanced to the outside of the cave, then turned his head and asked in a low voice, "It's not your ancestor." The fat man was very polite, and he could barely hear that this was a provocative remark.

I looked at the fire hammer in the old maniac's hand a little nervously, and secretly sweated for him, this thing is a real thing, but the old madman didn't have any overreaction, he ignored the fat man, bypassed him and walked straight to the coffin.

"I don't let you open it for fear that your life will be in danger, I've seen a lot of people who are red when they see the coffin, but in the end they can take things out of this place...... Not a single live mouth. ”

After the old madman finished speaking, he knocked on the coffin board with the fire gun in his hand, with the intention of letting the fat man continue to open it.

The fat man didn't listen to the meaning of the old madman's words at all, and replied unknowingly: "Don't worry about this for me, life and death are fate." Wealth is in the sky. You should be fat and I will make a fortune, there is a ghost in it, and I am not afraid of him. With that, he let go of the old madman and returned to the coffin.

In fact, most of the so-called tomb robberies are still like us, and some of them are even less new than us. Nowadays, the wandering tomb robbers are basically unorganized, and most of them are scattered thieves, or like us, they happen to come across and touch them, but I don't think I am.

The tomb robbery mound deduced in the film and television is too old-fashioned. In fact, tomb robbers are the same as any kind of thieves, stepping through this door, moral rules, there is not much point in talking about this.

This tomb is indeed a cliff tomb according to the location and format, but the specifications are higher, most of the same kind of tombs are actually just on the cliff wall as a support pole, and then the whole wood is pulled out of the coffin shelf, so that the corpse is exposed to a ventilated environment all the year round, it is difficult to decay, and the corpse that does not decay is often thought to be that the corpse owner has become a fairy, and the local burial is not easy, so the same burial style is widely carried forward. As a result, some of the exposed cliffs are covered with coffins that have been placed in the air.

The fat man was not polite at all, he was actually not affected by any tomb robber sect at all, or in his thinking, all kinds of messy things were mixed, causing him to completely abandon some useless and cumbersome processes. The so-called black donkey's hooves and glutinous rice and the like, for him, it is not as happy as directly using a submachine gun to make a sudden round. No matter whether there are people or ghosts in his coffin, let it turn into honeycomb coal the moment the lid of the coffin is opened.

The old madman didn't get involved in our actions. He let him alone to the edge of the hole, which seemed to me to be a bad idea. The fat man beckoned the old man to help him carry the coffin board, and I stepped aside to help with the lighting.

This kind of square, wooden box-like coffin is very rare in remote mountainous areas, and it is often found in ancient tombs of the Qin and Han dynasties, and it seems that this kind of square layout was popular at that time.

The fat man and the old man stood aside, and the two of them opened the lid of the coffin, I didn't dare to go forward to see it immediately, it was dark and smoky, and for a while the already small space was all covered with dust.

The fine dust floating in the air was very annoying, and I didn't know why there was no wind blowing in at all, and I thought it might be caused by the curvature of the mountain wall outside the cave.

We waited a long time for the dust to completely disperse, and the coffin board, which was not heavy, was turned over and thrown aside, and the hollow sound took over the small cave again. It wasn't until the dust and echoes were completely cleared that I saw the inside of the coffin.

I was shocked by what I saw, although I don't advocate this kind of behavior of fat people, but I still have curiosity, open the coffin, this is the first time in my life, what will it be like inside, what will be something, it is still very attractive to me. But when I saw it, I felt like I was being played.

The fat man scolded, it seems that the contents really made the fat man regret spending so much effort. Inside the coffin is a coffin of water, and we can't see any shadow in the water, it seems to be empty.

It stands to reason that this kind of shelter from the wind and rain will not be flooded, but I don't know why there is a puddle of blackened water inside the coffin.

The surface of the water shook a few times because of our disturbance, I looked at the fat man suspiciously, I have no experience in this kind of thing, watching the fat man skillfully lift the coffin board, all the questions have turned to the fat man. Scratching his head, as if he didn't understand, he took out his dagger and stirred it a few times in the blackened water.

The water rippled, and there seemed to be something floating in it, and when the fat man just moved, the water became much darker. It wasn't all black, but solid, like swarms of small black bugs, swimming in the coffin one by one.

The old madman, seeing that we were all right, came over, brushed his hair, and glanced at the water in the coffin. This man was also generous, gave up a fire pole in his hand, directly took off the fire gun head, and stretched it into the coffin.

Then a large amount of water was stirred, and the same large mass of dirt was turned out of the bottom of the water. It would be very unwise to do this, because there were only some floating impurities in the water, but now because of the recklessness of the old madman, all of them have become a jar of stinky water.

The fat man was a little displeased, and waved his hand at the old madman: "Don't move if your old legs and feet are not good, I'll come." After saying that, he didn't care whether the old madman gave it or not, and took the pole from his hand, which had no firehead.

The fat man wanted to salvage something, but the old madman muddied the water, which caused him a lot of trouble, and the fat man saw that the old madman was going to completely muddy the water, and he was afraid that the other party would damage the things inside at the same time, so he simply went to do it himself.

The fat man took a pole and searched the edge of the coffin, there was nothing in the past, the coffin was completely like a container of water, there was no corpse in it, the only thing that had been removed from the water, it seemed that there was only the impurities that had precipitated.

The bottom of the coffin was groped, but nothing was fished out for the fat man, he was a little disappointed, and his mouth was already dry and scolded. Say that this is a tomb, that is, a cellar of water.

But the coffin board in front of us tells us that this must not be possible. The Kuroki coffin is not a cheap object, and this thing is taboo, and I don't think anyone will use this as a vat for water.

"Could it be that it has been stolen? It's easy for us to come up to this place, and no one else can keep it, and it's not like we're all here. "I read the words and thought about it, and it seemed that there was really nothing else but my guess.

The fat man's hand was still dry at the mouth of the coffin, the water had been stirred and I couldn't see anything clearly, not only did we not catch the thing, but we also sniffed in the stench, the old generation had given up hope of seeing things, and moved to the entrance of the cave by himself.

The fat man banged the coffin with a fire pole, and the sound of scolding his mother was endless. The old madman didn't move for a long time, but then he said, "The body is still in the coffin, but it has changed." ”

The old madman regained the pole, thinking that he wanted to prevent us from rebelling, but he did not want him to reach into the black water, and after waiting for a while to stabilize the level a lot, he found a direction and poked the pole down.

In a few moments, the other end of the pole was brought to us, and the old madman did not throw himself into the air, and there was a ring stuck on the pole, a golden ring. This thing was taken down directly by the fat man, he didn't shy away from anything else, wiped it with his clothes, and put it in front of his eyes.

After looking at it for a few seconds, the fat man sighed, he was indeed a little lost, I could see that this thing was not valuable, otherwise the ring would have fallen into his pocket at that time.

This ring is very ordinary, without any lines, it is made of gold that has just been smelted, it is very smooth, and there is no inlay with other things, I am not happy with the fat man's picking fat and thin, so he scolded: "The size is also a piece of gold, this trip is not in vain, don't catch nothing behind, and come back to find it." ”

"You know a fart, this is not made of gold, grandma has legs, I didn't expect that in ancient times, there were people who wore this thing to charge a lot of money."

The ring didn't stay in his hand for more than a minute, and was thrown directly to me. I didn't have the heart to catch this thing, so I dodged and dodged it, but it happened to be pinched by the old madman.

The old madman weighed it a few times, and let out a soft sound: "Hmm" and got it in front of him again, I don't know what is wrong with them, whether it is myopia, the ring was shaken twice by him in front of his eyes, and what he did after that, but I was even more puzzled.

The ring was completely broken by him, and this thing was originally a piece of metal that looked like gold, which was easily broken, and in a few seconds, the ring ring was completely broken into a piece of metal.

The old madman verbally did not explain, and directly placed the metal piece on the edge of the coffin. The fat man still didn't look closely, he only cared about the material, but the important content was actually what the old madman wanted to show us.

It was a row of words, as for why I recognized it immediately, it was because the font of the text was a few Qin Xiao seals, and even if I hunted for these words, I wouldn't take the initiative to learn them, because they were really boring. So a row of four words, I don't know a single one.

"What is this?" I immediately asked, and the person I asked was naturally an old madman.

The old madman didn't say much, and only two words came out of his mouth: "Number." ”

I don't understand, this old madman doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder at all, otherwise he would have to die of his own temperament. We had a complaint with each other, and it was very appropriate to ask the question without shame, so I asked, "What is the number of the coffin?" I glanced at the black coffin at my feet.

The old madman shook his head, and when he stretched out his hand, he stirred up the black impurities in the water: "It's the number of the corpse." ”