Antiques with golden eyes

"Squeak!"

The sound became louder and louder, constantly irritating the eardrums and nerves of the three people, as if someone was desperately scratching the coffin board inside the coffin.

Seeing this, Xiao Chang swallowed his saliva and said nervously: "Brother Li, Brother An, isn't it the tomb owner who faked the corpse?"

Lin Yian calmed down at this time. He gently rubbed his chin and analyzed methodically: "I have robbed hundreds of tombs. I have seen a lot of corpses. How can there be any fake corpses! Listen to this voice

, it’s most likely caused by bugs or small animals like mice.”

Li Jinyong next to him frowned and did not answer. Instead, he circled around the coffin a few times, looking at the coffin with eyes as sharp as a hawk.

He repeatedly squatted and stood up, stood up and squatted again, and finally discovered that the sound came from the bottom of the coffin.

After thinking for a while, he gently tapped the bottom of the coffin a few times with his hand.

In response, the sound of scratching at the coffin suddenly became louder, as if something was eager to rush out of the coffin.

"There are 100% living things in this coffin, and they are at the bottom of the coffin!" Li Jinyong said firmly.

After saying that, he looked away from the coffin and turned to look at Lin Yian and Xiao Chang, "Shopkeeper Lin, Young Protector, now we have two choices.

"First, open the sandalwood coffin and take a look to see what secrets are hidden in the coffin.

"Second, put away your curiosity, find a passage back to the ground, and get out of this hellish place!

"How to choose? I want to hear your opinions!"

After saying that, he stared directly at the two of them, as if he wanted to find the real answer in their eyes.

"What? Go back? Impossible!" Lin Yian's eyes widened and he refused without hesitation.

Xiao Chang also said: "I've gone ninety-nine steps, and I absolutely can't go back! Don't say there are no bullshit zombies in this world. Even if there is, you have to let him die again! Besides, Brother Li, you are looking for this so hard.

If that stone box exists, it can only be in this coffin. You have come to this point, you can't give up, right?"

Li Jinyong nodded slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "You can dig a small hole in the coffin wall to see what is hidden inside.

"But according to my observation, this coffin is made of a giant red sandalwood tree. Whether it is the coffin lid, coffin walls or coffin bottom, its thickness reaches 30 centimeters.

"Through the sound feedback just now, the coffin should have an inner wall made of pure copper. It is not easy to open it without damaging the objects inside!"

Xiao Chang and Lin Yian listened to Li Jinyong's suggestion and felt that this method was feasible. Lin Yian weighed the cyclone shovel in his hand, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, this matter must be difficult for you, but for us

For a professional inverter, it’s nothing! It’s thirty centimeters thick, right? I’ll drill it through for you in 40 minutes at most!”

Just do it. Lin Yian rolled up his sleeves and chose the smallest shovel head in his backpack. He put it together skillfully, and then kept adjusting the angle of the cyclone shovel, preparing to find the best drilling point.

Xiao Chang carried a Molotov cocktail in one hand and a special Luoyang shovel in the other, always alert to the movements around him.

Li Jinyong was not idle either. He looked around to make sure there was no other danger approaching.

Bang!

Lin Yian forcefully inserted the cyclone shovel into the coffin wall, making a dull sound. As he moved, some sawdust fell down.

His movements were skillful and powerful, each move carrying a kind of skillful energy. After a while, a shallow hole was dug.

Time passed by minute by second, and as the entrance of the cave got closer to the coffin wall, the difficulty became greater.

In particular, the copper coffin wall is extremely hard. Even if the cyclone shovel is made of alloy, it takes a lot of effort to drill each time.

Seeing Lin Yian sweating profusely, Xiao Chang persuaded: "Brother An, why don't you take a break and I'll give it a try?"

Lin Yian answered while digging hard, "Young Master, you don't know how to use this thing, so let me do it!"

At this time, sweat gradually appeared on Lin Yian's forehead. His hands were trembling slightly due to long-term exertion, but he still did not stop the movements in his hands.

Finally, after a long period of excavation, a hole six to seven centimeters in diameter appeared on the coffin wall.

Xiao Chang and Li Jinyong hurriedly moved forward to see what was inside. However, because the hole was too small, it was pitch dark inside and they could not see anything clearly.

Lin Yian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Don't worry, wait until I dig a bigger hole."

Putting on the gas mask, he continued to twist the cyclone shovel and carefully expanded the size of the hole.

As the hole continued to expand, an extremely smelly gas floated out of the coffin.

Even though Lin Yian was wearing a gas mask, he couldn't help but cover his nose.

"What kind of stench is this? Corpse odor?" Xiao Chang asked while retching.

They shined a flashlight through the hole, only to find that it was still dark inside and could not see anything.

Sudden!

There was a rapid "rustling" sound in the coffin, and the three of them suddenly became alert, and they all clenched the things in their hands and stepped back.

The sound became louder and louder, as if the coffin board was being scratched.

"Be careful!" Xiao Chang shouted, took out his windproof lighter and prepared to light the Molotov cocktail in his hand.

But he was stopped by Li Jinyong, "Young protector, it's not time to use the Molotov cocktail yet, wait and see! If Li guessed correctly, they should be centipedes and centipede-like insects."

Li Jinyong guessed most of them right.

There were indeed insects in the coffin, but they were not centipedes or centipedes.

Instead, a group of hundreds of large, blood-red insects emerged from the coffin and quickly crawled towards the three of them, exuding an extremely pungent fishy smell.

Lin Yian's expression changed: "What the hell is this? A scorpion?"

These big bugs were actually blood-red scorpions, but these scorpions were huge, almost as long as a 15cm cigar.

The shell and eyes shimmered with a sticky luster under the light of the luminous pearl, which looked disgusting and terrifying.

Maybe these blood scorpions had never seen anyone before, and they were obviously stunned when they saw the three people. They didn't know whether to attack the three people or turn around and run away!

Li Jinyong had quick eyes and quick hands. Knowing that the opportunity had come, he quickly took out a handful of green powder from the leather pouch at his waist, struck first, and sprinkled it directly on the blood scorpions.

Buzz!

After the blood scorpions came into contact with the powder, they were like boiling water in a frying pan, howling miserably and spinning around in circles. Some even started to kill each other due to the severe pain!

With their arms and limbs broken and their heads missing, the blood shed by the blood scorpions dyed the ground of the main tomb red in a short time.

"Fortunately, I prepared insect repellent powder, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with these blood scorpions."