Uncle San's mouth twitched slightly, as if he were shocked.
Wu Xie noticed that this mysterious Uncle San had become less mysterious since they left the river channel. He even seemed surprised by some things.
"Uncle San, is opening this coffin very difficult?"
Wu Xie asked with some confusion.
His understanding of coffins was not very deep.
Uncle San looked at Wu Xie.
He smiled gently.
"It's not difficult to open a coffin, but to come out of it unscathed is what's truly impressive."
Uncle San said, his voice tinged with admiration.
A flicker of curiosity crossed Wu Xie's eyes, and he also wanted to know who this person was, who could open the "evil coffin" Uncle San spoke of and emerge unharmed.
Who was it!
"Rumble."
As the Little Brother placed a hand on the coffin and pushed, the lid actually opened.
Uncle San, Wu Xie, and Pan Zi were all stunned.
"Holy crap, this is a bronze coffin, weighing over a thousand pounds, and he opened it with one hand?"
Wu Xie exclaimed, his eyes wide. This was beyond ordinary human comprehension.
"Little Brother practices a cultivation technique, which is different from ours."
Uncle San said.
Wu Xie's heart became even more suspicious.
"What is a cultivation technique?"
Wu Xie asked, filled with doubt. This expedition had truly opened his eyes.
He really felt like his "buttocks had bloomed" and his eyes had been opened.
"We'll talk about that later. Honestly, I've never seen a cultivation technique passed down before."
Uncle San waved his hand, still deeply convinced.
The coffin lid was opened, and what was inside was revealed to everyone.
Inside the coffin lay a corpse, its eyes wide open.
Its eyes were filled with red blood, looking extremely terrifying.
A ancient saber was plunged into the corpse's chest. The saber had inscriptions and a golden hilt, appearing very imposing.
"Hiss, how scary."
Seeing the corpse with bleeding eyes and a contorted face, Pan Zi and Wu Xie took a step back.
"Someone took his treasure. In his rage, blood flowed from his eyes. He is very angry."
The Little Brother said, his gaze fixed on the ancient saber with a hint of apprehension.
"Who could take a treasure from before a thousand-year-old zombie? Those people's courage and audacity are beyond us."
Uncle San said, his gaze on the ancient saber.
"Uncle San, this ancient saber looks good. It's definitely a valuable item. If we take it and hand it in, it would be very worthwhile."
Wu Xie said.
His eyes sparkled as he looked at the ancient saber.
"Don't touch it. You can't touch this saber. If you do, it will reanimate. We can't afford to provoke a thousand-year-old zombie."
Uncle San said, and Wu Xie reluctantly retracted his hand.
"Everything has been taken. Let's go."
The Little Brother said, and with a wave of his hand, he closed the coffin lid again.
The group, filled with questions, followed the Little Brother.
They arrived at an altar when a plump figure suddenly ran past.
Seeing this, the Little Brother immediately gave chase, and Wu Xie and the others quickly followed.
"Uncle San, there's a tomb-robbing hole here."
Wu Xie pointed to the hole at their feet. Uncle San looked around.
"Truly remarkable. They've mastered the art of 'Fen Jin Ding Xue' (a technique for locating graves)."
Uncle San said, leading a few people into the hole.
After entering, they descended for a long time.
Soon, a Seven-Star Coffin formation appeared before them.
Uncle San and Pan Zi's expressions changed drastically.
"Little Master, this is a Seven-Star Coffin. If you open the wrong one, it's certain death!"
Pan Zi said, and everyone's expression became solemn.
"Look, there's a coffin that has already been opened."
Wu Xie pointed to the second coffin.
They all looked, and indeed, the coffin was open, and inside lay a blood corpse.
"These must be the people who came before. I thought they were so powerful, but they also make mistakes."
Uncle San's voice was low.
But he also felt a sense of relief.
Since they confirmed that the other party could also make mistakes, it meant they were not invincible.
They still had a chance.
Wu Xie, however, frowned at the clothes on the corpse in the coffin.
He recognized these clothes. Weren't they the clothes of the people who had been chasing them earlier?
But Wu Xie didn't say anything more. After all, Uncle San had finally found his confidence.
He couldn't tell him that the person who died here might not be the one they were thinking of.
"Then Uncle San, how do we break through?"
Wu Xie looked at the remaining six coffins.
"There are ancient texts on the wall. You know them, don't you? Go and take a look."
Uncle San said. Wu Xie looked over.
After he finished translating, he suddenly realized that Uncle San and Pan Zi had disappeared.
Suddenly, the coffins began to shake.
The plot was very similar to the original.
At this moment, Zhang Tian was unaware that two groups of people had entered this tomb.
Zhang Tian was currently descending the stairs with Fatty.
His gaze fell upon a thousand-year-old ancient tree before them.
"Damn it, boss, this tree is huge, and it's growing inside a cave. It's really strange."
Fatty said, looking up.
Above the thousand-year-old ancient tree was a sheer cliff.
"This tree is at least a thousand years old. it's a cultural relic."
Zhang Tian said.
His gaze then shifted to a spot not far away.
Not far away, on a stone slab, lay two corpses.
"There are corpses."
Hu Bayi spoke, and they cautiously approached the stone slab.
"So beautiful, boss, this thing is amazing."
Fatty looked at the female corpse and licked his lips.
"You guy, be more positive. I brought you here to rob tombs, not to find a wife."
Hu Bayi said, displeased.
Fatty chuckled, but his eyes kept darting over.
Honestly, this imperial concubine was indeed beautiful.
She was the kind of beauty that could topple cities.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so cherished by Lu Shang Wang and even the Emperor.
It was a pity she died in the end.
"Who is this? It's like a cabbage being gobbled by a pig."
Fatty said with dissatisfaction, looking at the other corpse on the stone slab.
The corpse was holding a box.
The moment Fatty looked at the corpse's eyes, they suddenly emitted a green light.
It shone into Fatty's eyes.
At first, Fatty was fine and didn't seem to change.
He just felt a little dizzy.
Zhang Tian looked at the female corpse and rubbed her neck.
It was cold and a bit stiff.
On her neck, Zhang Tian felt three crossbow bolts.
With a gentle press, the crossbow bolts shot into the wall.
Since the key hadn't been retrieved yet, the female corpse hadn't aged.
"Get out of the way!"
"Even for a thousand, ten thousand years, I will stay by your side!"
"We will grow old together!"
Suddenly, Fatty pushed Zhang Tian aside, hugged the female corpse, and directly kissed her.
His movements were as smooth as flowing water.
He forcefully kissed the female corpse! The Imperial Concubine!
Zhang Tian: "!!!!"
Hu Bayi: "????"
Both of them were stunned.
Zhang Tian was fine, but Hu Bayi...
"Holy crap, you fat bastard, you're taking advantage of a dead person? Are you even human?"
Hu Bayi's face was filled with rage. How could he tolerate this?
"Don't rush. He's possessed."
Zhang Tian was not in a hurry. He swung his sword and placed it at Fatty's neck.
Fatty, who was kissing the female corpse, stopped and felt the sword at his neck. He dared not move.
The sword was imbued with the blood of ten thousand people and the sword energy that suppressed evil. Fatty was immediately subdued.
Zhang Tian retrieved the key from the female corpse's mouth and finally, with a single stroke, severed the head of the green-faced demon fox.
Fatty then woke up.
"Uh, boss, I just..."
Fatty was sweating profusely, swallowing hard.
His mouth tasted extremely bitter.
Zhang Tian said nothing. His gaze fell on Fatty's back. Just moments ago, a soul-like entity had been clinging to Fatty's back.
It had finally disappeared.
Clearly, it had attached itself to him.
Zhang Tian couldn't help but feel speechless.
It was truly something that Fatty could bring someone home with him.