I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

The next moment, in front of Xu An and Yang Wei, the fat Taoist priest's eyes flashed with a thief's movement, and with extremely fast hands, he took something out of the coffin and kept stuffing it into his sleeves.

"???"

After a brief delay, Xu An and Yang Wei reacted instantly.

Damn it, everything that fat guy just said was bullshit.

What is the Nine-Star Coffin? If you click on the wrong one, you will be trapped to death.

Even if these are true, he definitely knows the solution.

The reason why he was talking nonsense was simply because he wanted to keep these magic weapons for himself.

Thinking of this, Yang Xu's face suddenly darkened. The moment a cold light flashed in his robe sleeve, he swung out the Yinlong spear.

The sharp tip of the gun instantly reached the fat Taoist priest.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing Yang Wei running wildly, the fat Taoist priest quickly called for a stop and at the same time stuffed something into his sleeve.

"Master Dao, you are being unkind, aren't you?"

The corners of Xu An's mouth twitched. Looking at his outrageous appearance, he didn't know how to complain.

"How can this be disingenuous? I, Fatty, am risking my own life to help you find your way to the coffin. Of course, I have to choose the benefits first."

Looking at Yang Wei's Yinlong spear, which was approaching him, he curled his lips and continued:

"Why are you so stingy? It's not like I won't leave you some good stuff. Here, these two are for you."

As he spoke, the fat Taoist raised his hand and threw one to Xu An and Yang Wei, one for each.

Xu An took it and looked at it, and found that it was an ornament that was shining with gold all over. It looked like a bracelet, but also like a tassel buckle.

While it felt warm and cool to the touch, he found that it was very heavy and unusually pressing.

Next to him, Yang Wei was holding a wine glass that looked like it was made of gold, with delicate filigree embossing on it, which sparkled in the glow of the candlelight.

"What's the use?"

Xu An narrowed his eyes slightly, always feeling that all the good things had been taken away by him.

"What do you know? This is the mithril and refined gold that was born between heaven and earth in ancient times. It is most suitable for forging magic weapons and divine weapons. Even if you use ordinary iron and mix it with some of this stuff, the grade of the magic weapon you refine will not be lower than that of the divine fetus. Just be content."

As he spoke, the fat Taoist lowered his head and continued to grope in the coffin. Then he suddenly let out a strange cry and took two steps back.

"what happened again?"

Xu An was puzzled. You were not enjoying the touch just now, why did your expression change now?

"See for yourselves."

His face turned pale. The fat Taoist dodged the tip of Yang Wei's spear and felt unwell.

"Ok?"

Yang Wei and Xu An stepped forward and discovered through a corner of the sarcophagus that there was a completely decayed corpse lying inside.

On the corpse, the ancient clothing that had existed for who knows how long had completely stuck to the skin.

The area near the opening had been crushed, obviously because the fat Taoist priest had acted too roughly just now.

"How sorry, how sorry."

Turning his head, Xu An saw the fat Taoist priest muttering to himself in front of the stone coffin.

He didn't know how to complain, so he could only turn his head and look at the corpse in the sarcophagus.

The front face had turned into rotten wood, and it was difficult to tell what the corpse looked like.

His eyes were light, and when Xu An looked at him from the side, his heart suddenly tightened.

On this corpse, he actually saw a row of ears, extending from the chin to the temple.

Because the wood was rotten, seeing it again at this moment looked like a row of wood ears growing on a person's head.

That weird feeling can't help but make people's backs chill.

Although Yang Wei was also frightened, he still restrained himself and said:

"It has survived through the ages, yet it still exists. Looking at its appearance, it is so unique. Perhaps it is from an ancient alien race."

"That makes you right."

The fat Taoist priest nodded behind him and explained to Xu An as if he was popularizing knowledge:

"I've seen this in ancient books. This is indeed one of the ancient alien races, called the Hundred Hearings Clan. They have exceptional hearing abilities and can listen to the movements of heaven and earth, and hear the sounds of the great Dao."

"When practicing, I use this to gain insights. When fighting, I can even capture the flow of the opponent's magic power and take the initiative. It's very unique..."

Xu An saw him speaking seriously and couldn't help but say:

"Fatty, you're not making this up this time, are you?"

The fat Taoist priest was furious and glared:

"Wuliang, your uncle's Tianzun, do you think I am that kind of person?"

More than just alike, you are clearly okay, right?

Xu An rolled his eyes, looking at the corpse in the coffin. He was too lazy to complain about him, but pointed at the corpse and said:

"Fatty, do you want to put this corpse into your sleeve?"

"No, no, that's too unlucky. There are five more atria outside. Let's go take a look. There are plenty of good things there... Don't look at me like that!"

Muttering something, after walking out of the ear chamber, the fat Taoist priest began to open the remaining ear chamber doors one by one.

In order to prevent what happened just now from happening again, Xu An and Yang Wei both stared at him.

So much so that no one noticed that the corpse, which had already turned into rotten wood, slowly opened its eyes, revealing empty eyes emitting a faint golden light!

Click.

The Heaven-Concealing Divine Crystal once again opened the door to the second atrium with an unimaginable success rate.

In order to prevent the fat Taoist priest from using the same trick again, Yang Wei looked at him and reached out to push open the door first.

Ruyan, Xu An and others saw that there was a whole row of rosewood shelves in the ear chamber.

On the shelf, there are jars made of white porcelain and as smooth as jade.

Under the bottom of the jar, on the wooden beam, the name was written with traces like natural brushwork.

"Hiss, is this Wuhua fruit? Peeled rice? Black Phoenix chestnut?"

The fat Taoist priest's eyes widened as he glanced over, exclaiming in surprise. He said to Xu An and Yang Wei:

"These are all good things. According to records, they are ancient medicines that can be eaten directly. They have the wonderful effects of refining essence and qi, strengthening the body and nourishing the essence and qi."

"I originally thought that these medicines no longer existed in the Three Realms. The environment suitable for their growth had disappeared. I didn't expect they still existed here!"

As he spoke, the fat Taoist stepped forward and picked up a jade jar. Seeing that Xu An and Yang Wei were beside him, he resisted the urge to kick it in his sleeve and slowly opened it.

In an instant, a strong medicinal fragrance emanated and the jar became empty.

"It's too bad. Time has passed so long that these great medicines have turned into essence and lost most of their medicinal properties. Only a few of them remain in the jar."

"Ahhh, what a pity! Such a waste!"

The fat Taoist priest was jumping up and down with regret.

Xu An had already taken action, grabbing the jar and throwing it into Yang Wei's hands, saying as he took it:

"It's a shame, so we need to quickly take the remaining items out. We can't let them continue to waste here. We need to make the best use of them!"

The fat Taoist priest's face turned black.

What the hell is this?

His character is even worse than his!