"Ah?" I was stunned for two seconds.

"This iron door opened itself. Maybe there was something that we wanted us to come in. If we didn't open it, we would have no clues." Peanut said.

After hearing what Peanut said, I began to feel that the iron door that suddenly opened seemed like a trap, and we were the prey attracted by it. I had an unknown feeling that something might happen when the coffin was opened.

The fat man walked over again, looked at the bloody metasequoia in front of him, then scratched his head and said, "Hiss... I want to see what's here, but I've never done such a coffin opening. It's okay if there is no problem inside, but once there is a situation, I guess all three of us will have to finish playing."

I immediately remembered what the mouse told me. The higher the tomb, the easier it is to hide mysteries in the coffin inside. The arrows, crossbows, flying knives, etc. are still young. The worst thing is that when the cover of the coffin moves, the entire tomb chamber may collapse. For those tomb robbers, as long as the owner of the tomb is ready to not let others touch his body, opening the coffin is the most dangerous move.

Peanut's eyes were still very firm, "This is not the main tomb. Even if there is mystery, the danger will not be too wide."

Peanut said this at first glance, but his expression clearly told me that this coffin is absolutely extraordinary.

"It makes sense." The fat man looked up, "Damn it, since he's here this time, I won't open the coffin and see what kind of underworld objects are placed inside. When I go back, where will my face be placed?"

Both of them seemed to have made up their minds, and I thought about it and felt that I should open it and take a look. At that time, there seemed to be a strange atmosphere among the three people. In this gloomy tomb, there seemed to be a voice whispering in our ears: "Open it... Open it."

It seems that I understand for the first time why there are people in the world doing tomb robbers.

When you walk out of the city where people come and go, stay away from the hustle and bustle, step into the silent loess, and come to a world of dead people, you will involuntarily want to see the corpses that exist for hundreds or thousands, and see what death looks like. Ancient tombs are the best place to witness death. Perhaps at some moment when you open the lid of the coffin, all tomb robbers will feel an extreme fear in their minds, a fear of death as living people. And when I tasted this fear slightly, I suddenly realized that this was another extremely strong temptation.

After the three people reached an agreement on their ideas, the temptation that hovered all over my body became stronger and stronger. Then, we all stared at the coffin and no one spoke anymore.

Peanut put his hand on the top of the coffin lid and pushed it hard. I was very nervous and subconsciously thought that the coffin would open immediately. A corpse would appear in front of me, so I couldn't help but shrink my neck. However, after the peanut was pushed, the bloody metasequoia in front of me did not move at all.

The fat man glanced at Peanut, then walked over and pushed the lid with his hand, but the same was true. I think with the strength of the peanut, even if the lid was sealed, he could at least push the coffin. But the coffin in front of him seemed to be growing on the ground. Peanut and Fat Man tried several times, but it still didn't move at all.

"I haven't heard of blood metasequoia sealing so tightly." The fat man frowned, "There is no abnormality in the sealing area, why can't he move?"

I went up and tried it, but found that the texture of the bloody metasequoia was very strange. I felt that what I was touching was not a piece of wood, but a kind of metal with a wood shape, which was very heavy.

"If you can't push it away, you have to be hard." Peanut said, and suddenly took off his backpack. I saw him take out the short knife without a hilt that he found from the opposite ear chamber. Then, Peanut aimed the knife edge at the gap in the coffin lid, and slapped the other hand suddenly, and suddenly, the short knife was inserted into the gap in the closing of the coffin lid. In a blink of an eye, Peanut's palms were cut on the back of the knife, which shows how much force he had just used.

However, I didn't understand what he wanted to do like this. At this time, the fat man said, "Do you want to pry open the lid of this coffin? Haha, I'm just afraid that your broken knife is not hard enough."

However, Peanut didn't move any more. I thought that after he inserted the knife into it, he would press it on the knife and press it hard, and then lift the gap in the coffin lid. But after looking at it for a while, I realized something was wrong.

Shortly after the blade was embedded in the tiny gap, a red liquid actually flowed down the blade. As the liquid flowed, the fragrance I could smell became stronger and stronger. The liquid was so similar to human blood that after it dripped on the ground, it even emitted a smell of blood.

"Damn, do you want to 'bleed' it?" the fat man said immediately.

Peanut looked at the coffin motionlessly, "If it was really a bloody metasequoia, then after a thousand or two years, the body and the coffin should have been integrated. If the things inside were dried, even the people and the coffin would rot together."

The fat man frowned, "But, this thing is also the best. It would be a waste to kill it like this."

Peanuts will no longer answer, and I also know that now is not the time to consider these issues. Only by opening this coffin can we know something.

Next, the three of them looked silently at the blade body stained with blood. After five minutes, the red liquid in the coffin still had not flowed out, and there was already a large pool of "blood" under our feet. If it flowed out, it would almost stop on my toes.

Just as the fat man was waiting a little impatiently and wanted to reach out to take out the cigarette, suddenly, a violent sound came from the coffin. I was caught off guard and took three steps back in a row. At the same time, the fat man and Peanut also made alert moves.

I thought I was going to cheat the zombie. But after a while, the coffin returned to calm. After waiting, there was still no movement in the coffin. Peanut then slowly lowered his slightly raised left hand, but his brows were still tightly locked.

I was about to ask, but I suddenly saw that the knife inserted into the coffin moved slightly, and the "whimpering" sound came as the metal rubbed against the wood.

This time, even Peanut and Fatty took a step back at the same time. I thought to myself that something was going to happen, and then my mind began to think about something suddenly popping up in the coffin.

But just as I was thinking this, the coffin lid in front of me suddenly opened a gap, and the knife inserted on it suddenly flew in. As the blade disappeared, the coffin lid closed again. The fat man and I looked at each other, all of amazement.

The red liquid immediately stopped flowing, and now, we all know in our hearts that there must be something strange in this coffin.

The peanut's knife must have been pulled in by something, and the one who can do all this should be the corpse in the coffin. When I think of this, my hair all over my body stood up. The previous urge to open the coffin and see it was gone.

The fat man's face looked very ugly, but he still said in his nasal voice: "Oh, the rice dumplings here are really naughty."

This cold joke was so cold that I didn't answer the conversation, but looked at Peanut. However, I found that Peanut's face suddenly calmed down. Compared with the nervousness he was about to open the coffin just now, he felt as if he understood something.

He stared at the coffin, changed his eyes, then turned his head, looked at the door and said, "Let's go, we can't open this coffin."

I was stunned for a moment, and then I thought that his attitude had changed too quickly. "Did you get to what you just now?" I asked.

At this time, Peanuts had already started walking out. After hearing what I asked, he turned around and smiled at me: "I just suddenly felt that this coffin had nothing to do with the road we were going up."

"Hey, but... we can't think of any other way except this." I'm actually feeling furious by this coffin now, but Peanut's attitude of deliberately hiding something makes me feel very upset. Everyone has this experience, that is, if you do something that makes you unhappy, in some opinions, you will subconsciously have the opposite attitude towards this person, regardless of who is right and who is wrong.

Anyway, I think Peanut must have seen something wrong now. I don’t understand many things at all. If he doesn’t say this, I want to know what’s going on.

Peanut smiled and sighed, "I can't open this coffin."

Damn, what you mean is that if you can't open it, I won't have to think about it. The more I come into contact with this person, I feel that Peanut is too difficult to get along with. He doesn't care about other people's feelings at all, and what he doesn't care about is how others feel about him. Even if you are unhappy with this kind of person, you will almost have no choice but to do anything to him.

"What do you care about him?" Suddenly, the fat man spoke from behind.
Chapter completed!