Under the persecution of the shopkeeper Wang, Lao Liu did not dare to disobey, so he could only hold back his nausea, re-swung the diving blade, and slashed at the trunk of the old tree one by one.

At first, every knife would splash the coffin, splashing all over his body and face, but as the coffin in the trunk gradually emptied, there was not so much coffin liquid splashed out later, but even so, the scene was bad enough, and the air was filled with the rancid smell of old coffin water.

Other tomb robbers also gradually gathered around, and a few of them were not disgusting and helped Lao Liu cut down the tree together, and soon, everyone dug out a one-meter-square hole in the trunk of this big tree, and dark red coffin liquid continued to flow out of the hole.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper told everyone to stop first and wait for the coffin in the trunk to drain before continuing to act.

When Lao Liu and the others heard this, if they met the emperor's amnesty, they hurriedly covered their noses and ran to the river, vomiting "wow".

Because Sister Hong was smoked by the fishy smell of the coffin, she hid far away and didn't dare to approach at all. Uncle Mei and I wanted to see how the owner of the tomb was buried in the trunk of the tree, so we both stood nearby with the smell of fish.

While smoking, Uncle Mei squinted at the black hole in the trunk of the tree, and said in a low voice: "Rong Sheng, I look left and right, and I think this ancient Shu king is very evil!" You said that his corpse has been raised in a tree for thousands of years, will he raise a white-haired zombie? ”

Uncle Mei's words immediately reminded me of the horror movies I watched before, I remember a horror movie that said that this kind of corpse buried in the extreme yin land is called "accumulating yin corpse", because of the perennial accumulation of resentment and yin evil, so the corpse will become very fierce, once it is dug up, it will be killed.

When I thought of the plot in the horror movie, I couldn't help but shudder, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle, let's stay away for a while, the sky is falling, there is a tall man on top, let the shopkeeper Wang and Mr. Liao touch the owner of this tomb first." ”

Uncle Mei has some trust in Mr. Liao, and nodded: "Since Mr. Liao is a family of corpse chasers in Xiangxi, he must have some real skills, and with him, there shouldn't be anything wrong." ”

"I hope so." I whispered.

When Uncle Mei finished smoking this cigarette, the coffin liquid in the trunk of the tree was almost gone, and then the shopkeeper Wang waved his hand to the two rats on the side and ordered, "Go and see if there is a coffin in the cave." ”

The two rats were young people in their early twenties, and the so-called newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, and they were at an age when they were not afraid of heaven and earth.

One of them, a black and thin rat with a small flat head, was really a bit of a tiger, and actually stuck his head directly into the hole, and raised his head to look inside.

I pinched the sweat for him at the time, for fear that the owner of the tomb buried in the trunk of the tree would suddenly turn into a white-haired zombie, open his bloody mouth, and gnaw off the kid's head in one bite.

Fortunately, such a mysterious thing did not happen, and there were no white-haired zombies in the tree hole.

The boy looked at it for half a minute, then retracted his head and said to the king's shopkeeper: "The pot is in it!" It should be the coffin pulp, just a few feet above! ”

After the temptation of the mouse, the shopkeeper Wang was basically sure that there was no danger in the hollow of the tree, and he immediately walked over and said, "Really? Let me see. ”

After that, he also learned from the mouse, put his head into the hole in the tree and looked at it, and then said happily: "It's really a coffin!" Great, it didn't take much effort to get there! ”

After that, he pulled his head out, turned to the two rats and said, "You two, please come out, remember, be gentle, don't alarm the master." ”

This statement says that my back is cold, what does it mean to "don't alarm the master"?

I couldn't help but ask the shopkeeper Wang: "What's the matter with the pot?" Listen to you, what else is it possible for us to alarm the owner of the tomb? What would happen? Will the owner of the tomb raise the corpse? ”

The shopkeeper Wang smiled: "Sure enough, it's a layman, what we say about robbing the tomb is to alarm the master, not to really alarm, but to say that it was bumped and the body was damaged, this is called 'alarm', remember?" ”

I nodded hurriedly and said, "Remember." ”

"Alarmed", this is also a unique term in the tomb robbery industry.

It refers to the destruction of the body of the tomb owner when the tomb robber comes into contact with the tomb owner.

However, later these terms were gradually understood by the outside world, and some laymen who knew little about tomb robbing over-interpreted this word, saying that alarming the owner of the tomb was caused to change the corpse of the tomb owner and turning into a white-haired rice dumpling, which was purely a eunuch telling a story - nonsense.

When the shopkeeper explained to me the meaning of the word "alarmed", the two young rats were ready to pull the coffin out with their hands.

At this time, Mr. Liao walked quickly, waved his hand and said, "Wait! The young guy is frizzy and frizzy, and he doesn't have a weight in his hands, so it's inevitable that something will go wrong, so I'll do it myself. ”

When the shopkeeper Wang heard this, he also agreed: "If Mr. Liao is willing to do it himself, it will definitely be foolproof." ”

Mr. Liao nodded, then looked around at the crowd, and finally looked at Uncle Mei, and said politely: "Brother, I heard that before you went to the ground, you did a job of collecting corpses?" ”

Uncle Mei did not deny it, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Mr. Liao looked at Uncle Mei's hands again, and said slowly: "Scooping up corpses and driving corpses is a journey, if you don't have compassion for the deceased, you can't do this business." Brother, can you please do me a favor and invite this tomb owner out with me? ”

Since Mr. Liao personally spoke, Uncle Mei was naturally embarrassed to refuse.

He nodded, and immediately responded, "Yes." ”

After that, he stepped forward and stood outside the tree hole with Mr. Liao.

Mr. Liao took off his equipment and put all the sacks and bamboo poles on the ground, but picked up a hemp rope, and then carried the hemp rope into the hole, and reached up with both hands, looking at him, it seemed that he was wrapping the body inside with the hemp rope.

Listening to the "rustle" sound made by the friction between the hemp rope and the corpse inside, I only felt that my scalp was numb, although it showed that I knew that the owner of the tomb was unlikely to be like the corpse in the movie and turn into a biting zombie, but I still couldn't help but make up the picture of Mr. Liao being caught by the zombie and gnawing to death in the tree hole.

The process of tying up the body was slow, lasting about ten minutes.

Finally, Mr. Liao, who had been busy for a while, came out of the hole in the tree sweating profusely, nodded to Uncle Mei and said, "Okay, I'll pull the coffin out in a while, please keep an eye on it at all times, once the body is out of the hole, you need to quickly hold the upper body to prevent him from falling to the ground." ”

Uncle Mei replied seriously: "Remember, don't worry." ”

After the two finished communicating, Mr. Liao grabbed the hemp rope with both hands, took a steady step, and immediately dragged it down and began to ask the body to come out of the coffin.