Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"According to my information, the coffin on this altar is called the Nine Dragons Carrying the Corpse, and inside lies the King of Ten Thousand Slaves, a monster who climbed out of the Bronze Gate."

Legend has it that it is immortal, but it must enter the cave once every twelve years.

Although we don't know if it's the right time for it to go in, let's open the coffin first, no matter what.

As soon as Chen Pi finished speaking, Qiu Dehao, who had already come down, hurriedly stepped forward to inquire.

"You mean there's immortality inside the bronze door, right?"

The old man was both surprised and delighted. He was delighted that immortality was real, but he was also afraid that the exaggerated door could not be opened.

Chen Pi ignored his question. The two had worked together and had conflicts when they were young, and their relationship was complicated.

"Master Bo, the coffin of the King of Ten Thousand Slaves is so big, and it can open the bronze door. Could it be a giant?"

Old Hu stared at the altar and coffin, whose entirety could not be illuminated by the flashlight, and a sense of unease arose in his heart.

"Didn't Old Chenpi just say that the King of Ten Thousand Slaves is a monster? That's true, but you can also call him a giant."

Because this creature is a centipede-human symbiotic organism with twelve arms. Remember the female corpse in the underwater tomb? That was an experiment Wang Zanghai conducted after meeting the Wan Nu Queen.”

Ji Haobo's words surprised everyone, except for Chen Pi, whose lips twitched.

He's quite old, so calling him Old Chenpi wouldn't be wrong, but it just doesn't sound quite right.

However, the old man and Qiu Dehao quickly realized what was happening, and after exchanging a glance, their expressions turned extremely ugly.

"Bo, do you mean that immortality means living in symbiosis with insects and then turning into a monster?"

"if not?"

Ji Haobo shrugged and glanced at him, thinking that since they were already here, they could just pour cold water on him.

"The King of Ten Thousand Slaves is nothing more than a security guard who opens and closes the gate; how could he possibly have true immortality?"

"Wang Zanghai secretly followed him in back then. Did you see him achieve immortality?"

The cold water poured over Qiu Dehao made him feel extremely cold, and he almost fainted.

"Quickly, pinch his philtrum and carry him away."

The special forces team rushed around to provide first aid, but it didn't seem to be working. Seeing this, Fatty Wang grinned and went over to pinch the other man's philtrum hard.

"Ouch... Ouch!"

Qiu Dehao let out a weak scream, and his upper lip visibly swelled up.

However, at this moment he was like a father who had died, his spirits were low, and two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Oh dear! Why do you have to beg me like this?"

Ji Haobo chuckled inwardly, but outwardly feigned sympathy and offered words of advice:

"As the saying goes, everyone dies eventually, so let's keep our money to exchange for a gruesome one. Cheer up, don't look like you've just been raped and had your ass pierced!"

"puff"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Although many people couldn't help but want to laugh, they managed to keep themselves from laughing out loud. Only Fatty Wang laughed heartily without any restraint.

"That's right! Please, take it easy. At worst, you'll be a hero again in eighteen years. Just bear with it and it'll pass."

"puff"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

This time, Lao Hu and Wu Laosan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Qiu Dehao was not a dead man after all. Unable to bear their teasing and ridicule, he wiped his face and had someone help him up.

"Ah! That's right!"

Seeing him get up, Ji Haobo quickly nodded and continued to persuade him.

"The most important thing in life is to be happy. Whether you're happy or frowning, it's still a day."

"When you go back this time, eat and drink to your heart's content. Don't leave with money unspent; that would be a waste of American resources. If you really don't have time to spend it all, as friends, you can all help out!"

Qiu Dehao felt his high blood pressure was about to flare up, and he hurriedly said weakly to the special forces team:

"Quick...quick, help me away, or you might not get your money back!"

Seeing the old man walk away in a disheveled state, Lao Hu looked at Ji Haobo and asked him a question.

"Brother Bo, shall we go to the coffin now?"

"Of course the coffin has been opened, but you should all stay back; there are quite a few large objects on the altar."

The people around were stunned when they heard this, and turned to look at them in confusion.

"Master Bo, isn't the only thing we have, the King of Ten Thousand Slaves? Is there something else?"

"That's for sure. The so-called nine dragons in the Nine Dragons Carrying the Coffin aren't sculptures, but living, super centipedes that have simply fallen into a deep sleep."

Everyone was taken aback, especially when Ji Haobo took out the drone again. When the bright light shone on the altar, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The giant centipedes were coiled up in layers, pressed down by a coffin over ten meters long. It was impossible to see exactly how long they were, but they were certainly not small.

Moreover, although these creatures move like statues, the surrounding air appears transparently distorted under the drone's lights.

Ji Haobo guessed that it was because they gathered together and the aura they emitted was too strong.

Seeing this, without being reminded, Lao Hu and Fatty Wang turned around, looked around, and immediately ran towards the distant pile of rubble.

Wu Laosan and Qiu Dehao, who had been resting not far away, quickly followed. They were both cunning and shrewd, and they were sure they could hide with the fat and thin monks.

The remaining Chenpi and Hei Yanjing exchanged glances, knowing they would surely follow suit; they weren't stupid.

"Old Hu, can Boye handle so many big guys?"

Wu Laosan lay prone under a rock, peering cautiously ahead.

He knew Ji Haobo was powerful, but those super centipedes didn't look like pushovers either, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Before Lao Hu could even speak, Wang Pangzi, who was lying next to him, glared at him.

"Damn it, what do you know, Wu Laosan? The current Master Bo is not the same as he was back in the Lu Palace. Let me tell you this!"

The old Bo Ye was still a mortal who could be understood, but now... hmph... even a god would have to kneel down and call him daddy.

"Wow! It's already this awesome and amazing?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Laosan opened his mouth wide in disbelief, looking as if he was trying hard to imagine just how amazing it was.

"Yes, yes, Bo summoned two dragons not long ago, but there seem to be nine insect dragons here!"

After their conversation, Qiu Dehao, who had been listless, suddenly became excited and his eyes lit up as if he had just thought of something.

"laugh…"

"Old Qiu, you're just a blockhead. How much could you possibly know? Those two dragons were just the weakest of the bunch, and... humph!"

Wang Pangzi may boast, but he's not a complete idiot who tells everyone everything.

But halfway through the conversation, everyone around except Lao Hu became extremely curious: what other kind of magical flashlight was there?

However, they remembered the various rumors circulating wildly in the Northwest and became even more curious.

These guys were all crouching among the piles of rocks, peering out as if our army were lying in ambush.

Ji Haobo had some complaints in his mind, but he also knew it was time to prepare to make a move.