If the fat man and I could chisel a few murals and take them out, we would be multi-millionaires in the blink of an eye, and we would be in the prison every day counting our possessions.

Moreover, there are countless gold, silver and jade in front of me, those things, pick up a few pieces, I and the fat man can live a good life with food, drink and computers in the next life, and a surging life with wine, food and love, it is definitely a decadent and declining poor luxury.

No wonder so many people are keen to touch the gold, it turns out that the profits of this industry are so considerable. However, it seems that the industry of grave robbery and excavation has been listed as a high-risk industry by the relevant departments, and its risk can even be on a par with the two industries of urban management and the production and sale of fake and shoddy food, and it seems that this money is not easy to spend.

I retracted my illusions, and saw the fat man kick away the antique gold, silver, and jade, any of which were priceless, and studied the big log with great fascination.

The exterior of the log is yellow-green, and the wood becomes redder the further you go, and there is a faint smell of wood in the whole stone room. It can be seen that this log must be a precious wood, but no matter how precious it is, it can't compare to those antiques and murals, how could this fat man be so fascinated by it?

I leaned over with a full stomach full of questions, carefully under my feet for fear of stepping on those antiques, and patted the fat man whose whole face was almost attached to the log: "Hey, what are you looking at, you can't pull out your eyeballs?" ”

"This kind of wood is called fragrant sandalwood, produced in Hainan, the pattern is beautiful, the material is heavy and hard, and has a spicy aroma, and a layer of wood on the surface can be made to make incense Buddha." The fat man didn't look back, just muttered to himself.

"Are you stunned or are you sleeping on your pillow and talking nonsense, I'm not an old guest of pouring wood, what are you talking to me about these pieces of soup." I was confused by the fat man's headless jargon, and my heart said that I don't do decoration, why are you telling me this, boss.

Seeing that I didn't squeak, the fat man turned his head and said word by word: "This log is the coffin in this tomb, do you understand?" ”

Listening to the fat man's words, I really didn't react for a while, to say that we have heard of this wooden coffin, sarcophagus and even gold coffin and hanging coffin, but only this coffin made of logs is really the first time I can see it, rare, it is indeed rare.

I circled around the big log, except for feeling the smell of wood, I really didn't find anything unusual about it, so I asked the fat man very shamelessly: "No, even if it is a coffin, the corpse in it must be the big lama called Hema, what are you studying him, is it possible that you want to steal the corpse?" ”

Seeing that I looked at him with strange and surprised eyes, the fat man was so angry that he made a gesture to kick me: "What do you want to do one day, you still steal corpses, why do I still want to rape corpses." ”

"Think about it, where are the most precious burial goods in general?" The fat man is worthy of being a teacher, and he is always so good at seduction, and in social terms, he is a thief.

"Well, it should be in the coffin, I remember that when Chiang Kai-shek, the one-man thief, died, he put the crutches, Bibles and other things in the coffin. Oh, so there are even more valuable treasures in this log. "I was blessed to the soul, and I immediately understood the true intentions of the fat man, no wonder he disdained those gold, silver and jade, and dared to love him for holding this bad water.

The fat man kicked me on the buttocks, gritting his teeth with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "Why are you full of thoughts about robbing tombs and hunting for treasures, let me ask you, what are we doing here." ”

Oh fuck, I just reacted, we came in to find the magic arrow to save Lin Fei'er, so we hurriedly made amends to the fat man: "I'm sorry, brother, I was lost in my nature by the wealth in front of me, exposing my insatiable greedy nature, forgetting our important mission of saving people, I was wrong, I will change, I will change." ”

The fat man was also disgusted by me, in fact, we both know that in this environment, we both want to use this gag and seemingly relaxed way to reduce each other's psychological pressure, which is also a tacit understanding between us that never breaks with each other.

However, at the moment, our brothers and I don't even have nail clippers with our bare hands, and it is tantamount to a fool's dream to break the golden hoop that is full of color in the log.

The fat man also thought of this, so he looked at me expectantly: "Brother, think about it, see if there are any charms that can make you quickly become a strong vajra palm or something, ah." ”

"Hey, you're really innocent, you and I are an armored warrior, and the whole combined transformation can conjure up a flaming knife, cut. By the way, why don't you use God to fight, maybe it will work. I had an idea and suggested.

The fat man smiled bitterly and shook his head again and again: "Brother, you don't have a long heart, this is a tomb, God knows what dirty things are in it, if I really want to invite me, what if I can't send it away?" ”

The fat man said it is not unreasonable, since ancient times, the tomb is the place where the dirt and dirt are hidden, and the evil spirits dwell, God knows what kind of evil ghosts and evil spirits are here, if you really invite the body, it will be easy to send God to the gods when the time comes, and it will not hurt the fat man's Qingqing's life.

But this doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what should I do?

"This Genghis Khan led the Mongolian iron horse to bend the bow and swept across the Eurasian continent, his descendants should also be martial, there will be no weapons in the burial goods, right?" The fat man seemed to be talking to himself, but he was actually asking for my opinion.

"You're right, but even if there is, how many years have it been, and it should be rotten, right?" I don't want to give fat people too high expectations, so as not to find more disappointment for a while.

"That's not necessarily, King Yue Goujian's sword has been around for thousands of years, isn't it still sharpening iron like clay?" The fat man was an anxious man, and immediately began to rummage through the pile of gold, silver and jade that was buried with him.

I'm willing to do this job, even if I can't take it, it's good to have a good time. So, I also hurried to work with the fat man to check it.

To say that the Yuan Dynasty had a super force that could be proud of the world at that time, but it withdrew from the Central Plains treasure land in less than a hundred years after the founding of the country, the reason is two words: **.

The owner of this tomb was nothing more than a favored lama, but when we looked through the burial goods, the fat man and I were repeatedly amazed. Although we are laymen in the appraisal of antiques, we can wipe off the thick dust on those dark vessels, and their workmanship, fine shapes, and pure textures are all amazing masterpieces.

A lama's funeral goods are so rich, then, by extension, in the tombs of princes and nobles, and even in the emperor's mausoleum, the burial goods should be beyond imagination!

In such a poor and extravagant dynasty, the people under its rule must have suffered from rampant expropriation, and they must also suffer from high housing prices, high prices, high medical care, and high taxes.

I was feeling emotional, when the fat man suddenly let out a cheer, I retracted my thoughts, and when I looked intently, I saw that the fat man was holding a long, black strip that was more than a foot long, and gestured proudly at me.

"Something, I'm almost out of line to make you happy,." I squinted at the thing.

"Haha, sword, a real sword." The fat man held up the so-called sword in his hand that he couldn't see clearly, shook it at me happily, and then he was sad?? After the sword in the fat man's eyes was shaken a few times, it broke off from the root of the sword like a dead leaf, and fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces in an instant.

I looked at the fat man with an embarrassed face and couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, my foot inadvertently touched a very hard object, and when I looked down, I saw that a long piece of iron about a meter long was stuck in the middle of the pile of gold, silver and jade.

"Hehe, senior brother, I also have a sword here." Looking at the bar, I joked with the fat man.

At the same time, out of curiosity, I reached out to grab the iron bar, which was cold and heavy, and because I had not been prepared in advance, I almost missed the iron piece and fell it because I had not been prepared in advance.

I subconsciously exerted force, and my palms were bleeding at that time. His uncle's has a sharp blade on one side of the iron piece.

Seeing that I covered my hands and said "oops", the fat man hurriedly ran over and asked what was going on. The opening in my hand was not shallow, and the palm of my hand was beating and aching, and I covered the bleeding wound, and while inhaling the cool air, I pointed to the sinister piece of iron: ", the sword you were looking for, I found it." ”

"Eh, be careful, its blades are sharp." Seeing that the fat man reached out to get the piece of iron, I immediately reminded him.

The fat man put his hand on the sleeve of his coat and lifted the piece of iron. After taking a closer look, the fat man turned his head and looked at me with a solemn face: "Brother, you have hit the jackpot, this knife is too awesome." ”

"What's going on? Let's talk about it. "I was cut for no reason, and I was so depressed that I really wanted to know how awesome this thing was.

"The style of this knife belongs to the wide head, narrow blade, single-sided and bladed, and it should be a unique Li knife of the Baiyue people." The fat man held the iron piece and said that he had a nose and eyes.

"Don't pretend to be an expert, as if you made this knife, hehe" Looking at the fat man with a serious face, I really couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false.

"Hey, I'm also a real history teacher, please don't doubt whether my qualifications are good." The fat man glanced at me dissatisfied, "For these, your brother and I are also hanging from the beam, cone, and studying. ”

"From the one-meter-two iron sword in the Han Dynasty to the Persian scimitar, your brother and I are half a cold weapon enthusiast, so this is definitely a Baiyue Li knife. It's just that. The fat man hesitated for a moment, then said, "This knife is cold, and it seems that there is something sealed in the knife. Oh, no matter, let's open the coffin now. ”

After speaking, the fat man ran to the log coffin with the Li knife. This iron knife looks black and does not dazzle, but it can indeed be regarded as sharpening iron like clay: I saw the fat man's hand rise and fall, and the two golden hoops were disconnected in response.