Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

When they returned to the ear chamber, Fatty Wang was surprised to find, "Where is our diving equipment?"

Wuxie looked around and said, "And the building structure is obviously not what it was just now!"

"Yes, there was no pillar here before!"

Fatty Wang shone the flashlight back and forth. "Where is the baby coffin from before?"

Yin Qiumu was also a little scared. Although he came from a gangster family, he had never experienced such a weird thing.

Yin Qiumu coughed lightly, took two steps back, and sat next to the young man.

"Stay closer to me."

The young man nodded, "Yeah."

Yin Qiumu looked at the young man and felt more at ease.

"This was designed by Wang Canghai, a Feng Shui master from the Ming Dynasty. It must have something to do with Feng Shui."

Yin Qiumu stared at a stone door, while the young man was lost in his memories.

He had been here twenty years ago, and that was when he disappeared.

Wu Xie deduced the problem, "Perhaps this can be understood as an elevator that can move up and down under certain conditions."

Zhang Qiling also nodded, confirming Wuxie's statement.

Fatty Wang weighed his backpack and said, "Why are you still standing there? Let's go back to the tomb!"

Several people planned to return to the main tomb chamber first, and wait until it turned back into the ear chamber, get the oxygen cylinder and escape.

When he returned to the main tomb chamber, Yin Qiumu discovered this coffin, which was not simple.

"The pattern on it has a suppressive effect. According to Feng Shui, the things inside are extremely ominous."

Yin Qiumu would not miss any opportunity to explain science to Wuxie, because he felt that Wuxie was arranged by someone, and even he himself was included in the scheme.

Considering Wu Sanxing's weird behavior, it seems most likely that it was him and Jie Lianhuan.

Since Wuxie's entry into the game is inevitable, he can only try his best to ensure Wuxie's safety and sufficient knowledge reserves.

Fatty Wang wanted to open the coffin. “Maybe there’s another exit inside. It would be even better if there’s a treasure inside!”

Fatty Wang took out a candle from his bag and ran to the corner to light it.

Wuxie started to ask a hundred thousand questions again: "There is enough oxygen here, why does he still need to light candles?"

Yin Qiumu nodded. It seemed that this Fatty Wang was indeed a genuine tomb raider.

"No one will touch the gold when the cock crows and the lamp is out. Before opening the coffin, the tomb-tomb-tombing lieutenant will light a candle in the southeast corner."

Fatty Wang lit the candles while praising, "Master Xiao Er is an expert!"

"what!"

Fatty Wang suddenly yelled, and Wuxie quickly ran over, "What's wrong! What's wrong!"

"This is the dead body of a cat. It's unlucky!"

Wu Xie just smiled faintly and said, "This is all feudal superstition. Don't be so shocked."

Yin Qiaomu shook his head and said, "Wuxie, you are still too naive. What we did cannot be explained by science."

Wuxie nodded, but he still didn't believe it.

Yin Qiumu also knew that he didn't believe it, but life would slap him in the face.

At this time, the young man took out a dagger and prepared to open the coffin.

Several people gathered around and the coffin was opened.

As the coffin was opened, a stench of corpse wafted into the air, and the coffin was filled with human oil.

Fatty Wang saw the burial objects and tried several times to reach in but failed.

"Oh my god, this is fucking disgusting!"

Even someone as greedy as Fatty Wang couldn't bring himself to do it, so you can imagine how disgusting it is.

Wuxie pointed at the corpse in surprise and said, "How come it has six heads and twelve hands!"

"Could it be the corpse of King Wannu?"

Yin Qiumu covered his mouth and nose and didn't want to talk at all.

Fatty Wang made a mask out of a triangular scarf and then began to explain.

"This is a unique burial method, where people are piled together and suffocated to death."

"This creates a unique Feng Shui treasure land, which is particularly suitable for nourishing qi and storing corpses."

But the young man saw the clue and said, "There is only one person."

Yin Qiumu followed Fatty Wang's example and tore off his inner clothes and tied them up.

"Look carefully at his head."

Fatty Wang looked over carefully and said, "Six people, six heads, that's right!"

Wuxie suddenly realized, "Ah! These arms all grew out of the same body!"

Fatty Wang was getting a little impatient. "It's hard to see clearly after looking at it this way. Let's just scoop out the human oil from inside!"

"It just so happens that there are bottles next door. Bring a few of them."

"Tian Zhen, let's go! Let's go get it!"

"it is good!"

Yin Qiaomu frowned and said, "Wait, I'll go too."

He can't leave Wuxie. This person has a very confusing physique. It would be terrible if he died.

The three of them came to the tomb together. The fat man weighed the two bottles and said, "Let's go!"

Wuxie held a flashlight and wanted to study the antique. "You go in first, let me take a look."

The fat man sighed, "Okay, hurry up!"

Yin Qiumu was naturally waiting for Wuxie. He came here because of Wuxie and naturally would not leave him.

The fat man came in with two bottles and started to scoop out the human oil with great effort.

As he was scooping, he felt something was wrong, so he looked up at the guy and said, "Hey, brother, you're driving a sports car to sell tofu - you're acting so arrogant!"