I turned around and found the fat man looking at me with disdain. "It's his business if he doesn't want to open the coffin. There are always reasons for other people's decisions. Why do you care so much? This coffin is not

If you want to use theirs, you can figure it out on your own."

After listening to the fat man's words, I suddenly felt enlightened. Yes, why do I always think about relying on peanuts? When did you get this habit?

Thinking back again, whenever I encountered difficulties during this trip, Peanut almost always solved them for me. When such a very capable person was by my side, I unconsciously began to rely on him.

.So, when Peanut said that he couldn't open the coffin, I almost didn't think much about it. I immediately thought that there was definitely nothing I could do.

Being so fat made me feel like I had found myself again, and I thought that this time, I would definitely figure it out on my own.

I immediately turned my head to take a closer look at the bloody metasequoia, and at the same time looked back at Peanut.

When I found that Peanut did not continue to walk out the door, I felt a little happy at the time, and said to myself: "Just wait and see." However, when things really happened later, I suddenly understood that many things cannot be relied on.

Do it based on feeling.

At this time, the fat man came over and patted me on the shoulder, "Boy, if you need help, the fat man can give you good advice at any time."

"You're fucking clueless," I said, squatting down to see if I would find anything under the coffin.

"That's because you are not sincere enough." The fat man suddenly laughed, "I tell you, I have already thought of a possibility."

After hearing this, I couldn't help but look up at him. When the fat man saw the expression on my face, he knocked on the coffin lid casually, and then looked back and forth between Peanut and me. "Young man should be from the tomb just like me, fat man."

Experts, when we see this kind of coffin without nails, our first reaction will be to think that this kind of coffin is

The material can only be opened by pushing down from the top edge. However, we have tried it just now and it cannot be pushed at all. However, there is no plaster glue in the seam of the coffin lid, and there is no lock. As long as it does not deviate

Common sense means that this coffin is definitely not sealed. If we can't push it open, it's possible that our force is in the wrong position."

When the fat man said this, an unexpected expression appeared on Peanut's face. He stared at the fat man and his pupils began to shrink slightly.

I stood up from the ground, "You mean, we have to push the coffin lid in another direction?"

"That's right." The fat man continued, "The person who built an ancient tomb of this size must have thought very thoroughly about all aspects of the tomb. As the little brother said, this is not the main tomb. If there is too much trouble,

On the contrary, some things will be exposed. On the contrary, if you only work on some details, the effect you will receive can be

It would be better. Look at this coffin. It is more than four meters long, more than one meter wide, and it is so heavy. It is definitely impossible to take it away. After people who are not familiar with the coffin tried it according to some common sense of coffin opening, they found that

If you can't open it, it will definitely feel weird, and given the environment here, the other party will probably give up because of some concerns."

At this time, I began to think that the fat man's words were very reasonable. His thinking was actually very simple. If the left side doesn't work, I'll go to the right. If the top doesn't work, I'll go down. It's so simple that even a five-year-old child can think of it. On the contrary, those very

Experienced tomb robbers will ignore this way of thinking because of their own experience and other personal factors.

As soon as I felt excited, I was ready to push the coffin in the opposite direction from where I was standing.

The fat man stopped me immediately.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say you want to change the direction?" I looked at where I was standing. Yes, it was the opposite position from before.

The fat man pressed my hand back and said, "Things may not be complicated, but they are not as simple as you think. Little comrade, let me remind you that the things in this coffin can move."

My hands shook immediately. Damn, yes, how could I forget this?

"Yuan Jie, forget it." Peanut suddenly said to me calmly, "If there is really no other way, I can carry you on my back and climb up from the cliff outside."

I turned back and looked at him, wondering why he didn't want me to open the coffin. But, I don't know why, but after hearing what he said, I calmed down. At that moment, my mind was surprisingly clear.

, I soon realized that what Peanut said was actually right. Instead of struggling to think of a way here, it would be better to just let him carry me up. Although that would be very dangerous, even though I would feel even more useless.

, but that is the best thing to do, because my purpose is to save my father.

However, just because I was sober at this moment, I also realized that when I entered this ancient tomb, I seemed to have walked into a huge mystery. The whole thing was closely related to my father. What happened in their line of work was hidden from me by my father.

It's understandable, but it seems that some things are not just that.

..."Yuan Jie, you don't have to be afraid. For you, this is just a process, a process that you have to go through...One day, you will beg me to take you."

You go to see that person."

What do Tan Wei mean by these words? I feel very uncomfortable when I think about it.

But at this moment, I suddenly felt that there might be something I wanted to know inside this tomb chamber and this bloody metasequoia.

When Peanut told me about the legend about the ancient country of Yelang before, he mentioned that there is a mysterious force protecting the "world" of the undead patriarch of Yelang. If the "world" he mentioned is here, then the power that protects this place

, could the person who installed an iron door into this tomb be my father?

This idea seems impossible. A mysterious ancient country and a tomb robber two thousand years later. How could there be any connection between them? However, when the native dog came to my father, Tan Wei’s words all proved to me

Dad is very familiar with this place. There are peanuts, and the "game" that made us come down. What the hell is going on?

Now, I have made up my mind to open this coffin. If it cannot be pushed open, I will smash it. If it cannot be smashed, I will burn it. No matter what, I want to see what is inside.

Slowly, I raised my hands and placed them on the red coffin lid. Beside me, the fat man's breathing became visibly faster. His hands were slowly exerting force, probably because he was waiting for the coffin to open.

, preparing to pull me away, or perhaps on guard. The tomb was surprisingly quiet, with the only sound of my palms rubbing against the coffin lid.

I took a deep breath, and then used all my strength on my arms and palms. However, as soon as the muscles in my body tightened, and the strength only reached my shoulders, suddenly, the coffin lid in front of me

It made a loud "wow" sound and instantly flew out in the direction in front of me.

The fat man and I were both stunned. No one could have imagined that the coffin lid that we couldn't open before would open by itself. The expressions of the two people were extremely stiff, because the occurrence of this situation meant that the coffin lid was covered by something.

It was pushed open from the inside. I just felt that my mind went blank, and my vision involuntarily raised, just waiting for something weird to suddenly emerge from the coffin.

However, after waiting and waiting, I don’t know how long it took, but nothing jumped out of the coffin. The fat man tensed his body, and gradually moved his eyes closer to the coffin, and then, he seemed to be being tapped.

The whole person stopped moving.

I couldn't open my mouth to ask the fat man what he saw, but I heard him hiss in confusion. I waited for a while, and then took a step forward.

The coffin was very large, and the four-meter space was enough to contain anyone's body. However, precisely because of its large space, the thing lying inside seemed even smaller.

If I had an iron hammer in my hand at this time, I would definitely hit myself on the head with it, because what appeared in front of me was so amazing and puzzling.

Just like the fat man said, the coffin made of blood metasequoia was the first to put the body in it. Therefore, there was no decoration in this coffin. It even looked a bit messy, with wood thorns and wood slag everywhere.

, and the red color is also in patches, as if it is some kind of germ attached to the inside of the coffin.

The fat man patted his forehead, and then looked inside carefully, as if he wanted to find something that had made noise in the coffin before. However, he was destined to find nothing, because there was nothing in the coffin, not even the knife that had been pulled in before.

It couldn't be found. The only thing inside was a piece of dark yellow paper placed in the center of the coffin, which had been covered with sawdust.

"I'll go, I've held back my urine, and this is just a piece of paper?" the fat man finally said.
Chapter completed!