The talisman that Yang Zhending took out was pitch black, made by the hooves of a black donkey for more than 20 years, which can ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts.

This point is so similar to the gold touch charm of the school captain of the touching gold, and it can also be regarded as a low-profile version of the gold touching talisman, and the tomb robbers of the Guanzhong Gang almost have one piece, which can be regarded as one of the standard equipment of the tomb robbers of the Guanzhong Gang.

"Brother Zhending, you have this good thing to ward off evil spirits, why don't you take it out in advance?"

Xiong Maolin immediately took the black donkey's hoof talisman handed over by Yang Zhending, and then put it on his body, and then once again set his eyes on the hundreds of coffins painted with black paint in front of him.

Yang Zhending saw Xiong Maolin's thoughts.

After the evil qi in Xiong Maolin's body was expelled, he was still the same Xiong Maolin who was money-first and extremely greedy.

Yang Zhending also knew that he would definitely not be able to persuade Xiong Maolin in a few words, so he simply didn't say anything more, and directly turned his head to the six King Kongs behind him and said solemnly: "Prepare to open the coffin, open one first and take a look!" ”

To be honest, Yang Zhending was also more curious about what was in these hundreds of coffins.

It's not just curiosity, it's also an improvement in one's own knowledge on a certain level.

If you don't dare to touch anything, don't dare to touch anything, let alone steal the tomb of half your life, even if you steal the tomb of your whole life, you are a little white.

Practice is the only shortcut to improving knowledge.

To put it bluntly, that is, only by dying infinitely can you make yourself stronger......

Under Yang Zhending's order, the six King Kongs behind him immediately stepped forward with the black fold in their hands, and the six people randomly selected the nearest black coffin, and then three people stood on each side and inserted the black fold in their hands into the gap in the coffin.

This is just the most ordinary wooden coffin, and the coffin lid is not sealed with nails, it is simply tightly covered.

Because it is made of acacia wood, the whole coffin lid is particularly heavy, and the six people used the black fold to use all their strength to pry up the coffin lid little by little.

After the coffin was completely pried up, several people carefully pushed the coffin lid open.

Bang......

The heavy black lid was pushed off the coffin completely.

The six of them looked into the coffin curiously at the same time.

Although Yang Zhending couldn't see the situation inside the coffin at this time, he kept paying attention to the expressions on the faces of the six people.

However, after seeing the situation in the coffin at the same time, the six King Kongs did not have too obvious and exaggerated changes on their faces, but looked very bland, as if they were used to seeing this kind of scene.

This means that there is nothing special in the coffin, at most it is just a corpse and some burial goods.

"How? Is there anything good that is worth it? ”

On the contrary, Xiong Maolin was most concerned about the burial goods, so he immediately asked in a hurry.

One of the people standing next to the black coffin shook his head faintly.

Xiong Maolin looked at him and shook his head, he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart, but he was still unwilling to step forward to see what was going on.

At the same time, Yang Zhending also walked up, standing next to the black coffin, looking down at the coffin.

I saw a severely decayed corpse lying quietly in the coffin, unable to distinguish the facial features, only a piece of black-brown skin wrapped in bones, white teeth exposed, deep sunken eyes, looking a little hideous.

It can barely be distinguished from the skirt worn by the dried corpse in the coffin and the silver hairpin inserted on its head that the dried corpse in the coffin is a woman, and it can be easily distinguished from the teeth that the dried corpse was no more than thirty years old before death.

"Fuck"

Seeing this, Xiong Maolin couldn't help but scolded in a low voice, with a disappointed face.

Xiong Maolin's current mood is actually very understandable.

I thought that a large number of burial goods had been found in the wings around the first courtyard, and the courtyard at the back could be the same as the first courtyard at the front, so I could really take a batch of treasures out first.

But I didn't expect that all the coffins placed in the wing room of the second courtyard were coffins, and they were also poor coffins!

After scolding, Xiong Maolin put his hand into the coffin again, even if the female corpse in the coffin only had a silver hairpin inserted on her head, she planned to take it away.

Yang Zhending did not stop Xiong Maolin.

This is just an ordinary silver hairpin, there is nothing special, one end of the silver hairpin is just carved a very simple flower shape, about 20 centimeters long, a little thinner than ordinary chopsticks.

In ancient times, those who were buried wearing such ordinary things were basically very ordinary, which was also inseparable from Yang Zhending's previous guesses.

As for why he wears a silver hairpin, eighty percent of it is simply for the long hair of the corpse not to be scattered and messy.

When Xiong Maolin pulled off the silver hairpin, the black hair of the dried corpse instantly scattered, and at the same time, his head twisted violently.

Yes......

Xiong Maolin, who had just pulled out the silver hairpin, suddenly screamed in fright, but his face was originally pale, so he couldn't see the change in his face.

"Be careful!"

Yang Zhending hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Xiong Maolin, who was almost frightened and fell.

Xiong Maolin's yang energy itself is very weak, and in this state, it is normal to be scared to death.

"Dashuai, let's leave the matter of touching gold to us in the future!"

This is not the first time Yang Zhending has reminded Xiong Maolin like this, but Xiong Maolin still can't control himself when he sees the burial goods.

"Brother Zhending, is it a corpse!" Xiong Maolin clenched the silver hairpin in his hand tightly, and he could clearly see the cold sweat coming out of his forehead.

"No" Yang Zhending shook his head calmly: "You just removed the silver hairpin on the head of the dried corpse, because the hair of the dried corpse was scattered and lost its original balance, so it was crooked!" ”

After speaking, Yang Zhending glanced at the dried corpse in the coffin again.

But at this glance, Yang Zhending was surprised to find that after the head of the dried corpse was tilted to the side, a white bead the size of a thumb was exposed from the back of the head of the dried corpse.

At the same time, the sharp-eyed Xiong Maolin also saw this white bead at a glance, and his eyes were shining, as if he had had some unexpected gain.

"Brother Zhending, what do you think it is?"

Xiong Maolin pointed to the white beads under the earlobe of the head of the dried corpse and exclaimed, but because of the lesson just now, Xiong Maolin did not dare to reach out and take it himself.

Yang Zhending subconsciously frowned, and pondered in his heart for a moment, then cautiously reached out and picked up the white bead.

This white bead looks like jade, not jade, neither a pearl nor a hanging bead, and from the smoothness of the surface, it looks very much like glass.

It's just that Yang Zhending has never seen white glass, and the white is like pure milk......

The strange thing is that when Yang Zhending picked up the white bead and approached the candle flame, the firelight directly reflected a black figure on the opposite wall through the white bead!