Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Golden Threaded Clothes

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"No mechanism?" I was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

"No mechanism means no mechanism, what else can it mean?" Ali asked me.

I choked for a moment, and before I could speak, Ali continued: "The absence of a mechanism means that this coffin is not the real owner of the tomb. So brother, you can open the coffin with confidence, and it will be fine. ”

"Really?"

"Really." Ali walked up to me and nudged me, "Hurry up." ”

Beware of the inner ghost, after reading the destruction.

It occurred to me that the figure had sent me a message.

"Wait a minute, how did you know the owner of the tomb wasn't here?" I asked Ali.

Ali was slightly stunned, illuminated the design with a flashlight, and said, "The entrance to the real mausoleum is in this." ”

"The real entrance to the mausoleum?" He Tao and I were stunned at the same time, looking at each other.

"And," Ali pointed to the two ghost boys squatting in the doorway, "This is the tomb of the tomb owner, so they don't dare to come in." But according to what I know about Kuman, once the owner adopts Kuman, Guman is absolutely loyal to the adopter. But look," said Ali, pointing at us again, "we are all already standing in front of the coffin, and they still haven't moved. It is clear that this coffin is not the real hiding place of the tomb owner. ”

"Where is the real owner of the tomb?"

Ali pointed to the coffin in front of her: "Here." After speaking, I was afraid that I would not understand, and explained: "The design shows that the real mausoleum is under this coffin. ”

"You mean there's a burial chamber underneath this coffin?"

"Yes." As she spoke, Ali motioned for us to open the coffin quickly.

I glanced at He Tao again, and finally nodded and stepped forward. However, even though Ali said that there was no mechanism in the coffin, I was so nervous that cold sweat broke out in my palms. And He Tao didn't look much like me, and I almost couldn't hold back my laughter when I saw him swallowing his saliva.

Ali took out the tools from her bag, and finally walked around the coffin, pried out all the wedges nailed to the coffin, and then motioned for us to start the coffin.

He Tao and I walked to the front and back ends of the coffin, grabbed the lid of the coffin with both hands, and shouted one, two, three, and then lifted it up.

I have to say that the weight of this coffin lid is scary. He Tao and I both blushed, so we barely moved it a crack.

"No, no, take a break." I shouted. He Tao was also tired enough. When I lifted the lid of the coffin just now, I found that the green tendons on his hands had burst, and they were attached to his arms like earthworms, which was particularly terrifying.

He shook his hand and rested for a few minutes, during which Ali also took the opportunity to check the situation inside the coffin through the gap that had been removed. However, because the gap is too small, the flashlight cannot shine into it, so the situation inside is not very clear. Thankfully, Ali confirmed that there was no hidden mechanism in the coffin. This made me and He Tao breathe a sigh of relief.

After resting for a few more minutes, and feeling that the strength in my arm had almost recovered, I went up with He Tao to move the coffin again.

This time, with Ali's assurance, He Tao and I no longer have any worries, and we are obviously much more attentive. Soon, the lid of the coffin was removed by us through an arm's width gap.

Rest again, and then go up and move the lid of the coffin. The repetition lasted for almost an hour, and with a muffled sound, the lid was finally moved to the ground.

We covered our mouths and noses with our hands and waited for more than ten minutes, and the dust that fell to the ground slowly fell to the ground.

Ali raised her hand in front of her and waved it off the dust, then took something out of her bag that I don't know what its name was and stepped forward.

"Alright, let me do the rest." As I spoke, I saw Ali walking to the edge of the coffin, holding the steel-like thing and drilling into the coffin little by little.

After drilling for about ten minutes, Ali drilled through the coffin lid inside, leaving a thumb-sized hole in it. Then I saw Ali take out another steel drill and stick it into the hole, and then she attached herself to the lid of the coffin and put her ear on it.

Ali's action reminds me of the picture of Jiang Yang thieves prying the safe in the movie. It's also too professional.

Ali was sticking to the coffin lid and listening to the sound while tinkering, I and He Tao can make a effort, we can't help with this thing, so we just sit by and watch. But looking at Ali's nervous expression and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, this job is probably really difficult to do.

After about 20 minutes, I sat with He Tao and watched as we were about to fall asleep, and finally I heard a few crisp sounds of "click", and then there was a sound similar to something falling apart from the coffin.

"Alright." Ali let out a long breath, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her face, and put the tools back into her bag. "Brother, you and Brother Tao are tired again, and the coffin here is covered." As I spoke, I saw her walking around the coffin again. After walking a circle, the wedge on the side of the coffin lid was removed again.

"Let's go." I smiled wryly and tilted my head towards Hetao.

Although the coffin lid inside the coffin is also quite heavy, it is really not a little lighter than the lid of the coffin. I yelled with He Tao and lifted the coffin lid directly and put it directly on the ground.

After putting down the lid of the coffin, I approached He Tao and found that there was a person lying in the coffin.

"Didn't you say that the owner of this tomb was not in this coffin?" I looked at Ali.

Ali also looked at me: "I didn't say he was the owner of the tomb." ”

"Not the owner of the tomb?" He Tao looked at the corpse lying inside, "Who is that?" ”

Ali pulled out another steel drill and carefully peeled through the pile of mechanism parts scattered around him. (I don't know what it's called, or what it does.) But the first impression I got was the scrap of rebar used on the construction site.)

As the dismantled parts were set aside by Ali, the man lying in the coffin was finally fully revealed. But there's one thing I don't understand. Why is this person lying in a coffin stunned? I don't know what kind of customs are in the north, but in the burial customs in the south, there must be two quilts in the coffin of the deceased. One bed is used to rest under the coffin, and the other is to cover the deceased. But in the coffin in front of me, there was nothing but a corpse lying in it. And the strangest thing is that the corpse in the coffin is still wearing a suit similar to armor. Not only that, but the whole body of this corpse was tightly wrapped in this armor, and even its face was not exposed.