The fat man couldn't help but swallow his saliva, muttering, "Damn, this tomb owner is so damn insidious. Today, Fatty says what he has to say and has to give him a lesson, let him know how awesome my brother is."
Yingzi and Lao Hu were equally apprehensive. This was the first time they had encountered this type of mechanism, and they were a bit scared as well.
Lao Hu praised, "Xu Xiazi, you're amazing. That flying knife technique is too cool."
Xu Lang raised an eyebrow, casually waved his hand, and smiled, "This is nothing, just a small trick, making you guys laugh, laugh, laugh..."
Looking at Xu Lang's smug look, Yingzi smiled faintly. Then, she heard an unusual sound coming from the central stone platform.
Everyone turned to look, and saw the stone platform slowly opening. A brown-red coffin slowly rose from beneath the platform.
The fat man's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "I told you, there must be a coffin, it was hidden here."
The fat man quickly stepped forward, circling the red coffin twice. His facial fat quivered with joy, as if what he saw before him was not a coffin, but countless wealth, a pile of money that he would count until his hands cramped.
Actually, it's not wrong to say that. For a tomb with such a scale, it would be a joke if the coffin didn't have any burial objects inside.
Xu Lang carefully observed the coffin that appeared. It was made of red wood and black lacquer, with golden patterns painted on it. He had never seen the color or style before, it seemed to be related to ethnic totems. It looked like it was quite valuable.
"The good stuff must be inside." The fat man said, about to grab his engineer's shovel and dig it open.
Lao Hu hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, the coffin isn't going anywhere."
He took out his compass and turned it, determining the direction. Then, he took out a candle from his bag. Lao Hu continued, "Light the candle first."
The coffin was right in front of them, and Lao Hu couldn't contain his curiosity. They had come this far, how could they give up?
Yingzi asked, "Brother Hu, why are you lighting a candle?"
Lao Hu lit the candle and explained, "Man lights the candle, ghost blows out the lamp. Rooster crows, lamp goes out, no tomb robbing. This is an old rule passed down from our ancestors. You must light a candle in the southeast corner before opening the coffin. If the candle goes out, you must leave immediately, you can't take a single item. This is a covenant between the living and the dead."
"The rules of the ancestors, passed down for thousands of years, cannot be broken."
Yingzi's face changed, "Brother Hu, don't scare me. This is really scary. Should we just leave?"
The treasure was right before them, how could they not take it?
Xu Lang looked at the candle in the corner, his expression extremely complicated. He remembered that Lao Hu had never failed to light a candle before, just like how it was said that a corpse would rise from the grave every time a coffin was opened innocently. Moreover, every time the candle went out, Lao Hu never left.
Thinking about this, Xu Lang couldn't help but laugh, "Old Hu is just doing all these fancy things. Even if the candle goes out, will you guys really be willing to turn around and leave? Anyway, I'm not going to go through all the trouble of finding the place just to turn around because the candle went out."
Lao Hu glared at Xu Lang, saying, "Xu Xiazi, don't mess around. If something really happens, I can't save you."
Xu Lang rolled his eyes, who saves who is not certain yet. With my current strength, forget about big zombies, even if a ghost comes, I'll give it two big slaps and then leave. Just wait for me to give you a ghost!
Lao Hu looked at the coffin and praised, "Look at the craftsmanship and carving. I guess this general spent his entire life savings on this coffin."
The fat man immediately retorted, "Old Hu, don't be a crow's mouth. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth."
Lao Hu pried open the coffin while laughing, "I heard my grandfather tell a story about a fat and a thin tomb robber. They dug up a coffin in an ancient tomb, but no matter what they did, they couldn't open it. Then, the fat man chanted the Great Compassion Mantra in front of the coffin, and the coffin actually opened a crack, and a long arm covered in green hair stretched out from inside..."
The fat man knew what Lao Hu was thinking. He immediately declared righteously, "Old Hu, you're just being wicked. Fatty, I'm not afraid of anything. You still want to scare Fatty?"
Yingzi hid behind Xu Lang, peeking her head out to look at the inside of the coffin. Although she didn't say anything, she grabbed Xu Lang's arm even harder, clearly still afraid of the dead.
Xu Lang said speechlessly, "Old Hu, you're a jerk. It's not the time to be messing around. When this guy gets up, he'll come looking for you first to get intimate..."
With a crack, the coffin was opened.
It felt like a gust of Yin Qi rushed out, Xu Lang shivered. This feeling was quite stimulating, feeling it in person was much more exciting than on a screen.
Xu Lang took a few steps forward. He saw a corpse that was completely red, at least two meters tall, wearing ancient Jin Dynasty clothing, and wearing a black mask on its face.
More importantly, there were also some porcelain pieces inside. The show didn't mention anything about porcelain inside?
Whatever.
Something is better than nothing. It was an unexpected bonus.
Lao Hu was curious and went forward to remove the mask, but he didn't take it out. He clearly didn't know a good thing when he saw it.
Seeing the purple corpse in the coffin, the fat man was a bit intimidated for a moment. He clasped his hands together and said, "We were just curious and mistakenly entered your sacred ground. We borrowed a few items from you, please forgive us for any offense."
"You've been gone for a long time anyway. As the saying goes, money is but worldly possessions. You can't bring it with you when you're born, and you can't take it with you when you die. It's not like you'll use it if you leave it behind."
"We, the thieves, also have our own code. After we go out, we'll definitely build bridges and pave roads, learn from Uncle Lei to do good deeds, love and hate clearly, never forgetting our roots, our position is firm and our spirit is strong. We will resolutely defeat some evil spirits."
Xu Lang listened to the fat man's rambling and reminded him, "Fatty, stop talking nonsense. Besides, we Han people building roads, what does it have to do with those Jin people? Maybe it's better if you don't say anything. Saying it might make him get up and beat you!"
However, the fat man completely ignored Xu Lang and had already reached in to start touching.
Lao Hu saw this and hurriedly said, "Fatty, damn it, be gentle. Don't damage the corpse."
But the fat man didn't pay any attention to him. Lao Hu didn't say anything else, and followed the fat man, both of them groping together.
Xu Lang wanted to go up and join them, but the space was limited. He thought better of it and didn't go up to squeeze.
Not long after, Lao Hu took out a piece of porcelain from inside, casually placing it on the ground. Xu Lang couldn't help but twitch his mouth at how casual he was.
Xu Lang couldn't help but remind him, "Old Hu, damn it, can you be more careful? What are you looking for by turning things over?"
At this moment, Lao Hu's lips curled up in a smile, he raised his hand and took out two pieces of jade, gesturing to Xu Lang, beaming with pride, "Of course I'm looking for jade. As the saying goes, gold has a price, but jade is priceless. Haven't you heard of that, kid?"
Xu Lang glanced at the two pieces of jade and said speechlessly, "You're full of it. Don't you remember the price I sold that porcelain for last time? It's a burial object of the Jin Dynasty general, at least it's from the Song Dynasty, and it must be a fine piece from the official kiln."
"Any piece of porcelain is more valuable than the broken jade in your hand. And, gold has a price but jade is priceless? Who the hell told you that?"
"Also, Fat Bastard, can you stop twisting his mouth? Do you want to pull out your own teeth and get a gold one?"
"Old Hu, can you stop picking and choosing? Those porcelain pieces without any patterns might be older, maybe even more valuable. Maybe they're from Ru Kiln, why are you taking the worthless stuff?"
"Just pack everything up, let's get out of here. These things are worth millions, not just a few hundred."
"Also take that black mask. That mask is more valuable than the jade Old Hu is holding. Selling it for a hundred thousand or so is definitely no problem."
Hearing Xu Lang's scolding, Lao Hu's face flushed red. But then he heard Xu Lang talking about the value of these things, and was immediately stunned. Not only Lao Hu was stunned, but Fatty and Yingzi were also stunned. Then, they were overwhelmed with joy.