"Repeat what I just said infinitely, no one can stop, otherwise they will be dealt with by military law, dragged out and shot!"

Before going to the bronze coffin in front, Yang Zhending deliberately gave a solemn order.

Xiong Maolin also repeated: "If you hear it, don't stop at all, otherwise it will be dealt with by military law, dragged out and shot!" ”

The reason why Xiong Maolin trusts Yang Zhending so much is because Xiong Maolin feels that Yang Zhending's trick really works, and even he was sobered up from the temptation of ghosts by Yang Zhending's rhythm, and no longer paid attention to the white-clothed female ghost next to him, but focused his whole attention on the huge bronze coffin in front of him, and held his breath, hoping that the first colleague to come here could leave something for himself......

Closer, Yang Zhending could see more clearly several obvious nail scratches on the bronze coffin, which were as deep as a centimeter.

Although bronze is not as hard as steel, being able to leave such deep scratches on it is enough to prove how fierce the zongzi in this bronze coffin are.

And these scratches can only be left by meat dumplings.

Because of the meat dumplings of the corpse, in addition to the bite force, the nails are one of its powerful killers, the more powerful the meat dumplings, the greater the strength, the longer and sharper the nails.

Looking at nails is also a very effective way to distinguish meat dumplings.

However, Yang Zhending judged according to his own experience that if the meat dumplings in this bronze coffin were still there, it would not be possible for it to lie honestly in the coffin all the time.

And if it was really this bronze coffin opened by Zhao Yang, if the meat dumplings had not been destroyed, Zhao Yang would not have walked out of here alive and sound.

Based on the above judgment, Yang Zhending took a deep breath, clenched the black gold ancient knife in his hand, walked to the bronze coffin, and stood on tiptoe to look inside the coffin.

"Brother Zhending......"

That is, the moment Yang Zhending stood on tiptoe and looked into the coffin, Xiong Maolin behind him shouted violently.

Xiong Maolin's sudden shout instantly frightened Yang Zhending, and he turned around and looked behind him suddenly.

"Brother Zhending, what's in the bronze coffin?" Xiong Maolin looked at Yang Zhending a little impatiently and asked.

Depend on!

Yang Zhending almost couldn't help but scold Xiong Maolin with his head and face.

Even if you are in a hurry to know if there are any funeral goods left, you don't need to be in a hurry, right?

People are scary, and sometimes they can be scary!

"Dashuai, don't worry, if there are burial goods left in the coffin, it won't run away."

Yang Zhending couldn't help but scolded, but looked at Xiong Maolin with a serious look and said.

Xiong Maolin also obviously felt that Xiong Maolin's tone was a little impatient, and it was also the first time he heard Yang Zhending dare to talk to him in this tone, so he felt a little unhappy, but when he thought of the burial goods in the bronze coffin, Xiong Maolin nodded silently.

Yang Zhending continued to turn around, tiptoeing towards the bronze coffin.

When he saw the scene in the bronze coffin, Yang Zhending was stunned for half a minute.

Xiong Maolin looked at Yang Zhending's stunned expression as he stared at the inside of the bronze coffin, as well as his eyes that were wide and radiant. This made Xiong Maolin wait for half a minute, and finally couldn't help but keep his voice to the lowest, and asked tentatively: "Brother Zhending, how is it?" ”

Yang Zhending slowly came back to his senses, then flattened his feet, turned to look at Xiong Maolin, and nodded again, and said: "There are no meat dumplings in it, all the burial goods are there, although the colleagues who came here before us opened the coffin, they did not touch the gold." ”

After speaking, Yang Zhending looked around vigilantly, according to the general situation, if the meat dumplings were not destroyed, it would be impossible to leave the coffin too far, or hide them or something like that.

As soon as Yang Zhending's words fell, Xiong Maolin immediately took three steps and two steps and couldn't wait to come to the bronze coffin.

Because Xiong Maolin was a head shorter than Yang Zhending, and the huge bronze coffin was too tall, Xiong Maolin couldn't see it even if he stood on tiptoe, so Xiong Maolin immediately waved at Adjutant Liu and gave Adjutant Liu a look.

The smart and clever Adjutant Liu immediately understood and hurriedly trotted over. He lay down in front of the bronze coffin with a pop, acting as a stepping stone for Xiong Maolin.

Xiong Maolin stepped on Adjutant Liu's back and lay on the edge of the bronze coffin, poking his head out to look inside.

When Xiong Maolin looked at the scene in the bronze coffin, he subconsciously opened his mouth wide, and a pair of eyes radiated light and straightened in an instant, and even Ha Lazi almost didn't drip into the bronze coffin.

I saw that there was a layer of gold and silver treasures neatly stacked in this bronze coffin, including auspicious pattern sprinkled gold pot, three-legged gold cup, gilded silver jue cup, horseshoe gold, gold cake, gold-inlaid glazed jade pendant, gold-plated inscription tiger talisman, bloodstone handsome seal......

These are just what Xiong Maolin saw at a glance, and there are many more piles below, and there are nearly half of the coffins piled up, shining golden and shining.

In Xiong Maolin's eyes, this is no longer a simple copper coffin, but a treasure chest full of treasures.

"It's gone! This time it was really posted! When we get back with these, we'll have all the fucking women, machine guns, and artillery...... It's all there...... Hahahaha...... Haha......"

Xiong Maolin looked at the treasure inside the bronze coffin, and his mind had already thought of a fate that would change his life!

"Tell the brothers to move!"

Xiong Maolin shouted in a good mood, and at the same time leaned half of his body into the bronze coffin, and personally reached out to take the most conspicuous and eye-catching gold-plated inscription tiger talisman in the golden treasure.

In fact, Xiong Maolin still has a little bit of common sense of cultural relics.

The value of cultural relics is precisely related to their history and culture, and generally speaking, if a cultural relic is only made of pure gold, or simply carved and made of exquisite craftsmanship, its value has certain limitations. But if you have a strong historical and cultural background, the value is far from measurable.

For example, this gold-plated inscription tiger talisman, although it is not made of pure gold in terms of material, it is only gold-plated, but it is a tiger talisman!

What does the Tiger Talisman represent? A token that represents the deployment of troops! Its significance is far more than that of cheesy gold! That value is naturally difficult to measure.

However, at the moment when Xiong Maolin poked most of his body into the bronze coffin and reached out to take the tiger talisman, the other hand supporting the edge of the copper coffin suddenly slipped and fell into the copper coffin in an instant.

Yes......

Xiong Maolin plunged into it, his head seemed to hit something hard, and suddenly there was a scream, but it should be more caused by fear and fear.

"Dashuai!"

Yang Zhending saw this scene, hurriedly rushed over, stretched out his hand to grab it, but failed to catch it, so that Xiong Maolin's entire body fell into the copper coffin.