At this time, the Eighth Master leaned his back against the tomb wall, and his eyes were straight towards the coffin in the middle. His eyes didn't even blink, as if he had been hooked by someone, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

Seeing his expression so strange, my heart suddenly became tight. Could it be that the "farting sound" just now came from the coffin?

Thinking of this, my face changed suddenly, and Chen Yun hurried over and grabbed my arm and said, Sima Nan, be careful, since we still haven't found Professor He, why not leave. The tide outside has been rising again and we don't have much time left.

There has been no trace of Professor He, and Chen Yun also wanted to retreat, but Ge Zhuang refused, saying that no matter what, we finally had a hard time at the tomb. Now we have even seen the main coffin. If we don’t open it and take a look, wouldn’t it be a pity?

How could I not know Ge Zhuang’s intention? This fat guy is just a jealous person. But this is the reason. He worked so hard to find the master’s tomb. If he didn’t go back, he would probably call us in the dark and unreliable way and a prodigal son!

Ge Zhuang and I thought about going together. Before Chen Yun could speak, Ge Zhuang had already taken out two white gloves, covered his mouth and nose with a snakeskin bag, and strode towards the coffin.

Chen Yun saw it, but she did not stop it. I guess her curiosity should have been aroused, and she really wanted to see who was buried in the coffin.

Ge Zhuang touched the edge of the coffin and touched the wall of the coffin with one hand. After rubbing it for a while, he suddenly turned around and said, "The little pumpkin is not right. The coffin has been opened and the thing that sealed the coffin has been destroyed."

I said, "Who is actually ahead of us? Is it Professor He?"

If Professor He had already opened the main coffin, why did we enter the main tomb but there was no trace of him? Could it be that there was a big rice dumpling in the coffin that jumped up and ate the person?

Even I think this idea is ridiculous. I have never heard of big rice dumplings biting people and drinking blood, but I have never heard of rice dumplings that can eat people. If there are really rice dumplings in this coffin, Professor He will at least leave the body after being caught, but there is no here, which means there must be other secret thoughts here. Maybe Professor He has already taken away with his people.

Several thoughts flashed in my heart, and finally I couldn't help it. I wanted to touch it with my own hands to see if there was any valuable "yin energy" left in the opened coffin. I walked to the edge of the coffin and put myself in snakeskin gloves, but as soon as I stretched out my hand, I immediately touched the pile of fragments of the coffin board that had been broken before. I screamed "Ouch" and quickly stretched out my hand and placed it under the light to check.

Fortunately, there is no broken skin. If the corpse is accidentally infected with corpse in such a coffin that has become old, it will be like heaven and earth without any way. After all, things like Tai Sui cannot be easily found.

Seeing that I was defeated, Ge Zhuang laughed gloating a few times, poked me with his hand, and said with a smile, "Little Pumpkin, it seems that the owner in the coffin doesn't like you. You must be a hooligan again. Don't touch the places you shouldn't touch!"

I had a dark face and said, "Don't be smart with me." There are sharp fragments inside. Don't pierce your hand later. If you are infected with corpse poison, you will cry!"

We both stopped for the time being, and Chen Yun said, have you touched the corpse? I said no, there seemed to be only fragments below, it was quite stubborn, and the corpse might have melted long ago.

Chen Yun was not very satisfied with my answer and frowned and said to Sima Nan, don’t just look for valuable treasures. Professor He is so old that he comes here to get archaeology so dangerously, which shows that the origin of the coffin owner must be extraordinary. If it is an ordinary small tomb, a person of his identity will not be able to go down.

Ge Zhuang said, "Big Girl, why do you say that you look down on people too much? Fat Master, I am the kind of person who is jealous of money and is greedy for underworld weapons? We are not here for the promotion of coffin and wealth, and the feeling of touching you! Do you understand?"

It is rare that this fat guy can raise the cause of backfighting to the height of "feelings". Chen Yun was so angry that she didn't know how to describe him. During the Ge Zhuang period, Chen Yun was speechless and laughed happily. Suddenly, she put both hands into the coffin and found two large pieces of broken coffin jade pieces that had been broken before. She held them in her hand and exclaimed them, then raised them to show me.

"Little pumpkin, why do I touch the fragments of the coffin board carved into words? See if these two pieces are recorded?"

"There are words?" I reached out to take it, looked in the light, and there were dense inscriptions on it, so I had to throw them to Chen Yun and said, do you know this? Can you decipher it?

Chen Yun shook her head and said, "I don't know all kinds of words, especially ancient characters. The difference between them and contemporary men is too great. It must be studied and cracked for a long time before I have the opportunity to interpret them. However, since there is such a large paragraph of words on it, it must also record the lives and past of some tomb owners, and it is still of great research value."

Ge Zhuang raised the two pieces of coffin boards the size of a palm in his hand, "They were all broken pieces of porcelain, which were incomplete and not worth a lot of money at all. I think we still..."

Before he could finish his words this time, I heard a "dong" sound coming from the coffin in front of me again, even louder than the "farting sound" last time.

"Let's go, retreat quickly!" I noticed the abnormal movement in the coffin, and immediately reached out to put my hand on Ge Zhuang's shoulder, pulled the person back, staring at the sarcophagus in front of me with a sweat on my face.

This sound appeared very suddenly. After it came, it soon became silent. Ge Zhuang and I were shocked. Ge Zhuang hurriedly picked up the Luoyang shovel that had just left his hand. Just as he was about to stretch his head to see what was going on inside, a series of "dongdongdongdong" knocking sounds came from the coffin!

The sound became louder, and the movement of smashing the coffin this time became obviously very rapid, as if someone was beating a drum inside.

In this dark tunnel, the atmosphere was originally strange and gloomy. The sound of "pending the coffin" that appeared inexplicably from the sarcophagus scared Ge Zhuang and I were sweating all over. When we went out, we forgot to read the almanac. This was a ghost and a zongzi. Cao Nima, I don’t believe it is so unlucky!

Thinking about the experiences over the past period of time, I am really unlucky. The old saying goes, fighting against each other destroys three generations. Is there really a saying that there is luck in this world? We have been tombs all year round and deal with dead people many times. We should have been wiped out by evil spirits long ago?

The sound of knocking on the coffin was still continuing. Ge Zhuang and I both grabbed the crowbar and shovel in our hands, and did not dare to move for a long time.

This time I came down to save people, and I had no idea of ​​fighting back, so the tools we brought were the simplest. If there were zongzi popping out, it would be really troublesome.

With bare hands and empty fists, I don’t have the confidence to face this kind of thing.
Chapter completed!