People are in Panjiayuan, and they fool Lao Hu to rob the tomb at the beginning

Chapter 74: King Xian wants to become a fairy?

Hearing the fat man's words, Su Mo couldn't help but laugh. He felt that the fat man belonged to the atmosphere group.

The originally boring life of tomb robbers became interesting and even funny because of Fatty's joining.

Su Mo stepped forward, looked up, and said, "Wait a minute. I'll get it out..."

With that said, Su Mo grabbed the coffin and pulled it out with great strength.

Quite heavy!
Su Mo muttered, and then put the coffin on the ground.

Open the coffin, get the baby, how can you lose the fat man!

The fat man stepped forward and flattered him every day, "Brother Su, the overlord, please rest first. I'll open the coffin, I'll come..."

"it is good!"

Su Mo waved his hand and didn't care.

The fat cat was on the coffin, looking around, "Hey, tell me. What is this coffin made of? Is it crystal or jade!"

"Why does this look like Panjiayuan's bloodstone to me..."

It's a pity that no one paid attention to the fat man, and everyone's attention was not on the material of the coffin.

coffin!

Which pervert likes to collect this thing!
There are several coffins in the house, just thinking about it is fucking infiltrating!
What Su Mo was thinking about at this time was the scepter in the coffin, which was the key to open the Temple of Heaven.

Xue Liyang was full of doubts, "This coffin is placed in a tree... Is there any saying in Feng Shui?"

The fat man squatted beside the coffin, and said agreeingly, "Brother Su, Master Hu, you guys know a lot. Explain to me..."

Lao Hu looked around, "The terrain here is high in the east and low in the west. It's a bottomless basin, too isolated. So it's definitely not a place to put coffins!"

"Besides, since ancient times, the construction of tombs has paid attention to wind and trees. Trees should be planted in front of the mound of soil, so that the entire mausoleum's layout looks like blessings for descendants!"

"I've never seen anyone stuff a coffin into a tree. This doesn't conform to the theory of Feng Shui. The most important thing is that it's not decent!"

The fat man's words really stumped Lao Hu, who frowned into a word "Chuan".

The fat man laughed, "Hey, old Hu, in your ancestral [-]-character yin-yang feng shui secret art, there is no saying that coffins are placed in trees..."

"Hey hey..."

Old Hu shook the fat man's face with a flashlight, and interrupted, "I said you can't read numbers, that's sixteen characters. Your family only has eighteen characters..."

Seeing this pair of living treasures, Su Mo was also extremely speechless, "Okay, okay..."

Seeing Su Mo talking, Lao Hu and the fat man stopped bickering, and the fat man asked again, "Brother Su, you are well-informed, tell me why the coffin is in the tree..."

Su Mo nodded, "What Lao Hu said just now is just a feng shui theory for ordinary people to build tombs. This offering to the king is not simple. Don't forget that this much dust bead is also called phoenix gallbladder. It is said that it can make people live forever..."

"If you look at the entire Insect Valley, the place under our feet is the accompanying mausoleum of King Xian!"

"According to the star position of the astrology, the entire Chonggu Valley is like a big Taoist formation to become immortals, so the tomb of King Xian must have gathered the aura of heaven and earth from the entire Chonggu Valley. This King Xian wants to become a fairy!"

Immortal?

Xue Liyang's jaw dropped in shock, "Impossible, so many great emperors in ancient times failed to become immortals, why should he be a grass-headed emperor who commands hundreds of thousands of people?"

Su Mo hit the nail on the head, "This King Xian has the Muchen Bead that other emperors don't have!"

"........."

Shirley Yang suddenly became speechless.

Yes, this dew bead is indeed somewhat miraculous. Queen Jingjue, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Taizong of Tang, and many overlords and heroes of the ancient Central Plains were all trying to plot the dew bead.

The fat man said, "Brother Su, if this coffin is dedicated to the king, there must be a lot of funerary objects in it!"

Su Mo shook his head, "If this is the accompanying coffin of King Xian, there will not be many gold, silver and jade articles. For a person who wants to become a fairy, gold and silver are just stones in the latrine. It must be something that can help him become a fairy..."

The fat man froze for a moment, "Huh?"

Su Mo smiled, "Come on, don't you want to open the coffin? You will know if there are any gold and silver treasures..."

The fat man nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, what Brother Su said is right, you will know when you open it, Old Hu. Come on, give me a hand!"

With Su Mo around, the fat man didn't even bother to light the lamp. Little brother Su had killed the thousand-year-old ghost, and now he is not short of Xianwang, a half-immortal.

"it is good!"

Fatty and Old Hu pushed open the coffin lid.

Su Mo and Xueli Yang stepped forward quickly.

I saw the red liquid in the coffin, but nothing else.

The fat man was quite puzzled, and scratched his head, "Do you think the redness is blood?"

Shirley Yang leaned down and smelled it, "There is no bloody smell, but a strong herbal smell. It seems that this red liquid should be used for embalming, and its function is similar to that of modern medical formalin..."

"Crack!"

There was a sound of an engine.

The four of them looked quickly.

The red liquid in the coffin was slowly wriggling, and after a while, a corpse wearing a golden mask was lifted up.

There is also a scepter engraved with dragon and tiger carvings on the body.

Seeing this scene, the fat man was a little surprised, "The ancient corpse? It's so well preserved?"

Lao Hu also took a look, and said, "It seems that Miss Yang is right, the red liquid just now is really for antiseptic..."

"Hey hey, have you seen that there is a mask here. It seems to be golden..."

Here, the fat man made a new discovery, "This is the scepter, is it jade?"

Shirley Yang looked at the mask and guessed: "This mask should be worn by a wizard or a priest in a ceremony. Look at the circles of swirls on it..."

Xue Liyang paused, "Does it... look like an eyeball?"

Su Mo nodded and said, "No, it's exactly the same as the cursed erythema on your body!"

(End of this chapter)