Fatty Wang and Hu Bayi jumped onto the stone platform and used the shovel in their hands to insert into the gap of the coffin lid. Then, they drew a circle around the outline, which was considered to have expanded the gap. Then, he used a shovel to pull out a few wooden nails and threw them on the ground. Yang Lang listened to the sound of the nail falling to the ground and thought that the nail should be worth a lot of money. Maybe it was some precious wood?
"Well, we were too curious and accidentally entered the Peach Blossom Land. We borrowed a few clothes from you…"
"Alright, it's useless to talk about this. The gold-looting lieutenant doesn't have this kind of trick.”Hu Bayi waved his hand in disdain. It's still a problem if an old dumpling from hundreds of years ago can understand your Mandarin. What's the use of saying this!
"Ai~ I say, you ~~" Fatty choked on his words.
Yang Lang didn't care about the two national treasures. He held the flashlight in his right hand and reached in with his left hand to take off the mask.
"F * ck you!" Yang Lang almost vomited! It was a different feeling on TV, but it was a different feeling when it actually appeared on the scene.
It wasn't that Yang Lang hadn't seen dried corpses before. When he was in elementary school, he had seen the scene of Li Bingbing's house in the emoticon version of " Young Justice Bao ". He had been scared quite a bit! When he was in middle school, his father took over the renovation project of No. 581, Xibei Road, Dihua City. Coincidentally, his school was nearby at that time, and he went to the construction site's cadre canteen every day for lunch! At that time, he had seen many dried corpses inside!
However, didn't the dried corpse shrink to the size of a skeleton due to lack of water? Why did this body feel even stronger than a living person? He could even play in the UFC or NBA, alright?!
Yang Lang quickly jumped off the stone platform, walked to the wall, and held onto the wall as he retched. His throat felt like he had eaten sh * t.
" Maybe he was disgusted," Hu Bayi said.
"Tsk!" Fatty didn't believe him." Didn't he grow up in Tibet? It was said that they burned cow dung for cooking and warmth. What could be more disgusting than cow dung?!”
Hu Bayi ignored Fatty and shone his flashlight on the corpse in the coffin. "Fatty, Brother Yang, this Jin Kingdom has been around for seven or eight hundred years, but this corpse hasn't rotted yet. It's a bit strange, so be careful when touching it.”
"We'll listen to Old Hu."
"Yu, Old Hu, look, this is good stuff.”Fatty, who had almost searched all the ancient corpses, finally found something good.
"Heh, this is really good stuff." Under the illumination of the flashlight, the two pieces of ancient jade emitted a mesmerizing glow. Yang Lang didn't understand jade, nor did he know how to gamble on stones. He didn't know anything about the ice type, glutinous rice type, and imperial green in the novel!
However, what was certain was that the jade pendant that Fatty Wang took out from the coffin was definitely good stuff! Otherwise, it wouldn't have been sold for 40,000 yuan in 1982. That was the era when ten thousand yuan households could be in the newspapers!
Just as they were in high spirits, the candle in front of Yang Lang went out for no reason.
"F * ck, not good. The candle went out.”
"What?" The smile on Hu Bayi's face disappeared, and he came to Yang Lang and Yingzi with a serious face.
"Fatty, put the jade back and let's leave this place quickly.”Seeing that the things recorded in his grandfather's book had really happened, Hu Bayi immediately decided to follow the rules passed down by his ancestors. After all, there was no harm in being careful!
"Why? We've worked so hard for so long. Isn't it a waste of time to put the jade back?”Fatty couldn't take it anymore! He had spent so much effort to come here, to be a laborer digging a hole, and to be dug by a wild boar! They were about to find the treasure, but just because a candle changed color, they had to put down the wealth in their hands?! No way!
Another reason was that this dumpling was the commander of the Jin Kingdom's Iron Futu. He must have killed many Han soldiers and civilians in the past! Yang Lang, who had grown up in the Northwest, had a deep sense of national sentiment!!! Now that he had the opportunity to avenge his compatriots, how could he miss it!!!
"That's right, Old Hu. It might have been blown by the wind. Next time, you must buy imported candles. Otherwise, they will go out every time.”
"Good! Next time, I'll buy Japanese, American, and German! Alright! We won't buy domestic ones!" Hu Bayi said unhappily,"Worship foreigners!"”
"We'll talk about the rest later. Now, let's do it again!”
"Alright, I'll light it again. If it goes out again this time, you don't have to say anything. Hurry up and put it back. Otherwise, I won't be able to save you.”
Hu Bayi squatted down with a serious expression and lit the candle with a lighter. He used one hand to protect the wick of the candle to prevent it from being blown out by the fire, and used the other hand to reach the lighter towards the candle.
The candlelight once again illuminated this small corner.
"Old Hu, you see, weren't you making a fuss just now?”Fatty
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