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This time, because the fat man was facing the big pit, he locked on to the source of the sound almost instantly.

The fat man's eyes are the best, two 5.3, this is the fat man always has to exaggerate his own capital on his lips, so what his eyes see will definitely not be fake, and it will never be wrong, he looked at it at a glance, and he looked at the body of a gold-armored warrior.

The firelight was amplified a lot by the delicate lighting equipment, so in this golden mausoleum, there was almost no dead end, everywhere was the same bright, the same clear, so when the fat man looked over, he had already seen what was happening on the body of the golden-armored warrior.

The golden-armored warrior was dressed in golden armor, scattered in the firelight, his body was burly and tall, and he looked majestic, in the eyes of the fat man, it was just a lifelike sculpture, but the sculpture had undergone some changes.

I saw that on the original dark face of the golden-armored samurai, somehow, it seemed that countless cracks had been produced due to drying, and when the fat man looked over, there was a pitch-black fragment that fell from the face like a knife and an axe.

The fragment fell from his face, slid through the golden armor, and then fell directly to the ground, like extremely thin and brittle glass, and shattered directly, followed by a crisp sound for a lifetime. And this sound is the kind of sound that came to the fat man's ears before.

The fat man's eyes widened with astonishment, but he didn't know what was going on. Why did the clay skin on the sculpture's face suddenly shatter like this?

Before he could figure out the reason for this, there were several same crisp sounds coming from the pit, and the fat man was so startled that he hurried to look at it, only to see that in different places, there were two more places where the mud skin on the body of the sculpture fell to the ground. Make the same sound.

Almost a few seconds, the voice was faint, but it was already in the ears, and the fat man stood on the slope, he could no longer see it, as long as he could see the sculpture in the pit, there was already such a phenomenon.

And not only the mud skin on the face is falling, but even the mud skin on the body is also falling, and there is no effort for a while. The ground in the pit was covered with black, cracked mud, and it looked uncomfortable.

The more the fat man looked at it, the more strange he felt, the more terrifying he felt, he looked at the platform above again, but found that Gao Chao and Xia Qing seemed to be arguing about something, but they didn't know what was happening here.

In such a situation, the fat man should not be regarded as not seeing. Nothing happened, but I felt that Gao Chao and Xia Qing must also be busy with the golden coffin. It was not good to disturb them, so he had the courage to slowly walk down from the platform, wanting to take a closer look and see what was going on with those gold-armored warriors.

"Fatty, fatty. Don't be so embarrassed, maybe it's just that there is a fire here, so those sculptures are sunburned, and there is nothing to be afraid of, you go and have a look. If it's okay, how nice it would be to grab another set of gold armor by the way? He cheered himself on as he walked down.

Obviously, the fat man was actually not interested in those gold-armored warriors in the big pit, what he really wanted was those golden armors, if it wasn't for the fear that Xia Qing would criticize him, how could he use so much effort to use a knife to cut the gold leaves on the railing.

Thinking of this, the fat man was really not so frightened, he ran down the slope in three steps and two steps, and in a blink of an eye he was already standing on the flat ground at the bottom of the pit.

Those golden-armored warriors had indeed transformed into a layer of skin, and the fat man stood on the ground and looked up, only to see that most of the faces of those gold-armored warriors had become mottled and embarrassed, and the broken mud skin fell down, revealing the materials inside.

The fat man stood on tiptoe and looked carefully at one of the faces, and found that the material was more like white marble, although there were no lines, but the grayish color was extremely moist, obviously much stronger than the previous layer of black clay.

"It's so strange, why should such a good marble carved thing be covered with a layer of mud on the outside, isn't this taking off your pants and farting, and doing more?"

The fat man grinned and cursed, and his hand was not idle, he pulled the dagger out of his waist, and then approached the gold-armored warrior in front of him, he was ready to repeat the old trick, as long as he used the sharp dagger to break a gold wire on the golden armor, all the golden armor pieces would fall off and fall to the ground in an instant.

Although the fat man is not good at archaeology, he is still familiar with how to take off such a gold armor, just because his ancestors are the corpse touching craftsmen of the eight outer lines, so he naturally heard the old man tell him, how to disassemble the armor when he encounters the golden jade clothes, how to take off the jade clothes, he still remembers this, so he draws inferences from one another, and applies those unpopular knowledge to these gold armors, which is naturally handy and efficient.

The fat man easily found the golden thread in the armor with the knife in his hand, and then grasped it with his hand, and the golden thread was cut in two by him.

Then he didn't directly loosen the rope of the gold thread, after all, with the experience of the last time, if he let go now, I'm afraid that the golden armor of that body will suddenly fall to the ground in an uproar, if the sound is heard by the woman again, I'm afraid even Gao Chao can't protect him.

So the fat man carefully relaxed the golden thread, so that those golden armor pieces also slowly fell, and then he pinched the rope and slowly squatted down, and those armor pieces also followed his speed, all of them fell off the samurai's body, and fell to the ground softly.

The fat man smiled, and quickly picked up the pieces from the ground one by one and put them in his backpack.

While he was busy, he didn't forget to say to himself: "I can make a fortune now, I can marry a good and beautiful daughter-in-law when I go back, and then marry Xiaoxue to Lao Gao, this gold is enough for us to spend a few lifetimes, by the way, we have to put some more, plug that girl's mouth with this gold, don't let her be broken......"

The fat man squatted on the ground and hung his head, muttering about the gold armor on the ground, but as he spoke, his voice stopped abruptly, and the movements in his hands also stopped.

It's like a movie projector has been paused, and the fat man is like a sculpture in front of him, no longer motionless.

Although the fat man didn't move, there were some things that shouldn't have moved, but somehow they moved.

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