The "Sun Palace Flame Light Spell" just cast can only be regarded as a temporary relief.

If you really want this "spell" to continue to exert force, you can either invite a few Daomen mages and invite the "Sun True Monarch" Dharma Body to line up at this altar and do Dharma for a few days in a row, which can not only solve this 'head reduction', but also surpass the undead.

Or, find a construction team to break through a passage to the ground, so that the sunlight can shine down, these flies hidden deep in the ground, so that there is nowhere to hide.

Both of these methods are unattainable fantasies for them now.

Through the "spell", the main purpose is to get out of the predicament, completely kill those "voodoo mages", enter the bottom, and find what they are really looking for.

Wang Qiang's body and backpack were already full of all kinds of gold coins, and his eyes were still searching everywhere to see if there was anything else worth starting.

At the beginning, Lin Yi set a rule with Ah Chang in front of the fifth brother that after entering the tomb, they must pick it first.

Moreover, no matter what means or methods Boss Weng takes, he must ensure that this thing can be handed over to them intact after Lin Yi and them return to China.

As for the rest, it depends on how the Burmese military and Boss Weng divide the spoils.

"Brother Qiang, don't stuff it in your pocket, it's weird, we can't take this thing away."

Qian Sheng reminded beside him.

Wang Qiang listened to his words, his head was like pounding garlic, and his hands just didn't stop.

"I know, I know, I'm just having fun. When you enter the supermarket and see something you want to buy, you move it to the shopping cart, and when you leave, don't you just leave it down?

At least it stays in my pocket for a while, and I feel comfortable! ”

Bai Xue and Min Tun's injuries are relatively light, so they are here to help others clean their wounds and bandage them by the way.

Wang Qiang and Iron Hammer were the most seriously injured.

Especially Wang Qiang, who had injuries on both legs, saw gold and silver treasures all over the ground when he fell down just now, and he didn't feel any pain in his body in an instant.

Just now, a bottle of iodine was poured down, and it hurt so much that his tears were about to come out.

"Holy shit, this fucking hurts too."

Turning his head to look at the injury on his leg, it was really shocking.

On the calf and stomach of the left leg, there were three deep scars in the muscles, and the flesh on both sides was turned over, like the land that had been turned over by a plowshare.

A large piece of flesh was torn off from the front of the front bone of the right leg, and the bones were exposed.

There were countless other minor injuries.

"Brother Qiang, you are such a man!"

Min Tun helped him with the medicine, and at the same time admired from the bottom of his heart.

"You're just seeing it now, huh? Dude was much more heroic than this back then. ”

Wang Qiang grinned, Si Hasha was angry, and he didn't forget to joke with Min Tun.

"Well? Who would have thought that there was anything in the world that couldn't be killed with a gun? ”

Hammer answered.

"Thanks to Lao Lin, otherwise, we would have to go to the underworld to apply for passports now."

"Go, go, don't say such frustrating words."

Lin Yi complained at him from afar.

In front of him, Lin Yi was not interested in the so-called gold and silver jewelry.

This is one of the things that come with someone first, and besides, this thing can't be brought back without going through their channels.

Again, he didn't come here for these things.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that Ah Chang didn't deal with the injuries on his body at the moment, but just like him, he stayed on the boxy coffin.

Myanmar's funeral habits should seem to be only coffins, not coffins.

The material used to create this coffin should be the kind mentioned by Qian Sheng before, which is made of the wooden core of the best Burmese goldenrod branch wood.

The length is almost three meters, and the width is nearly two meters.

No matter how magnificent the white body is, it is impossible to use such a large coffin.

It means that there must be a large amount of goods in it.

"Heavenly officials bless, there are no taboos!"

Lin Yi reached out and touched his hair mound print, took out the hemp rope from the backpack and held it in his hand.

"Mr. Chang, let's speak first, open the coffin, we just take what we want, and the rest is yours."

Ah Chang didn't seem to hear him.

His eyes kept on the coffin in front of him.

The coffin is indeed exquisitely made, the wood is exquisite, the craftsmanship is exquisite, and the corners are wrapped in gold ornaments.

The hollow position is also pasted with various colors of gemstone jadeite.

"You're not going to think of the idea of hitting this coffin, are you?"

Ah Chang still didn't speak, his eyes staring at the coffin.

Wang Qiang dragged his injured leg and held the King Kong umbrella and came to Lin Yi.

Qian Sheng and Bai Lu also followed.

"You're not in a good position to have your legs and feet, so you're staring here. The third child, Lulu, get started! ”

Bai Lu took the hemp rope from Lin Yi's hand, and Qian Sheng lifted the wedge of the coffin.

"Raise the coffin and make a fortune!"

"Raise the coffin and make a fortune!"

The four of them touched the token around their necks with one hand, and each stretched out one hand to fold it together.

Min Tun and Iron Hammer were stunned by this sense of ceremony.

Only Ah Chang stood still and did not move, with a serious expression on his face.

"Open the coffin!"

Lin Yi took the gas mask and put it on, took the King Kong umbrella handed by Wang Qiang, protected the vital point, and stood at the end of the coffin.

Squatting down, his hands jerked upward, and the three people on the other end of the rope pulled the coffin board down.

The flashlight shone in and saw a shriveled male corpse lying inside.

The body was apparently embalmed before being put in.

The corpse was clasped with his hands on his chest, and he was actually wearing a dragon robe that imitated the Ming Dynasty standard, and the dragon on his chest was obviously the appearance of a dragon in Burmese legends.

On his head is a golden crown that represents the status of the ancient emperor of the Burmese king.

At this time, Ah Chang quietly came to Lin Yi's side.

His eyes remained fixed on the white body in the coffin, and then he jumped onto the coffin.

"Mr. Chang, what are you doing here, we will take it first."

Wang Qiang reminded at the end of the coffin.

Unexpectedly, Ah Chang's purpose was not to accompany the burial vessel in the coffin, but to untie a black horsewhip from his waist.

Riveting with all his strength, he whipped the white dried corpse in the coffin.

Everyone watching this scene was stunned, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Hey, Mr. Chang, what are you doing here? I haven't touched the things in it yet, even if I was bullied by him just now, it's not too late for us to vent later. ”

Iron Hammer and Min Tun were about to step forward to grab him, but they saw Lin Yi winking at them.

He himself quietly retreated.

"Big brother, what's wrong with him? Learn Wu Zixu to whip the corpse to vent his anger? ”

"Yes, Brother Lin, Ah Chang usually looks so calm and calm, why is it that he suddenly seems to be out of control."

Qian Sheng and Bai Lu asked puzzled.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around their shoulders, and Wang Qiang took them all away from the coffin.

"Didn't we talk about his identity before?"

The three nodded.

"I think we might have guessed it!"

When Lin Yi turned around again, with the help of the flashlight beams of Min Tun and Iron Hammer, he saw Ah Chang's eyes with tears, but his expression was extremely hideous.

Suddenly, Ah Chang's whip brought up an object wrapped in yellow silk, which was square, flew out of the coffin and landed on the ground, making a metallic sound.

(End of chapter)