Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"You wait here, I'll go check it out."

Ji Haobo walked to the stone door and pushed it hard. The stone door opened with a creaking sound, and a musty smell and a cold aura rushed out.

He didn't know if it was poisonous or not, so he held his breath and looked inside.

It turned out to be a brick and stone passageway, empty and about twenty or thirty meters long.

"Brother Bo, this smell is so strong, it's awful!"

Fatty Wang, oblivious to his own danger, covered his nose and peered inside with a flashlight.

"Bang... You hurry up and get up there! This stone door has just been opened, who knows if there's poison gas inside? Let's go!"

Ji Haobo's face darkened, and he slapped him in annoyance.

Upon hearing that the air might be poisonous, Fatty Wang's face turned green, and he scrambled and crawled as fast as he could towards the cave.

The two quickly returned to the vertical cave. Before Wang Pangzi could react, Ji Haobo picked him up and threw him up, then jumped up himself.

Old Hu, who was already anxiously waiting, saw Fatty Wang panting heavily with his tongue hanging out like a dog and quickly asked:

"What's going on? What's inside? That fat guy looks like he's being chased by a ghost."

"Poison...poison gas! Fatty almost died before he even got started!"

Fatty Wang lay down on the ground, patting his chest with a look of fear on his face.

Ji Haobo rolled his eyes and said to the bewildered Lao Hu:

"Don't listen to this guy's nonsense. It's just that the tomb inside was opened, so there's air circulation and a musty smell."

"Let's go back and get something to eat first, then come back. By then, the smell should have dissipated quite a bit."

When it comes to food, Fatty Wang immediately stood up. He had cleared out his stock in the morning, and now it was time for the chickens to start rotting.

"Yes, yes, let's eat first, then go find the baby."

After saying that, he looked at Lao Hu defiantly and said smugly:

"Old Hu, your sixteen-character feng shui is still a bit lacking! The other person's gate is right here, where are you going to mark it?"

As the saying goes, a small mistake can lead to a huge disaster. Luckily, you had Fatty with you this time, or you would have been embarrassed.

This guy acted like a smug little man, pointing fingers and gesturing wildly, which made Lao Hu tremble with anger as he pointed at him and cursed.

"You don't know anything! The place I marked is directly above the tomb chamber. You can just take the treasure directly; there's no need for any door."

"Alright, alright! Old Hu marked the right spot, but trying to break straight down into the tomb to get treasure is impossible. If you don't believe me, you two can try digging after dinner."

Ji Haobo didn't want to listen to the two guys arguing, so he pulled Yingzi back to the camp to prepare a meal.

After a stick of incense had burned out, Old Hu, preoccupied with something on his mind, quickly ate his fill and then picked up a shovel to dig at the spot he had marked.

About half an hour later, the group saw him jump out of the pit, looking quite shaken, and then carefully fill the pit back in with soil.

Seeing this, Fatty Wang asked with some confusion:

"What's wrong? Be careful, there are landmines down there!"

Old Hu plopped down next to him, muttering curses with lingering fear.

"Damn it, it wasn't a landmine that exploded! The tomb below has anti-theft technology, using a Tianbao Longhuo glazed tile roof."

The outer layer of this thing is extremely fragile, and the fire dragon oil inside from the Western Regions is flammable upon contact with air and cannot be extinguished by water; it's terrifying.

"hiss…"

After hearing this, Fatty Wang gasped in shock, secretly relieved that he had escaped disaster that morning because he had taken a dump; otherwise, Old Hu might be crying his eyes out right now.

"Now you know how hard it is to make money, huh? You can easily end up paying for a feast outside, but don't you dare mess with me inside later."

Ji Haobo looked at Fatty Wang and gave him earnest advice, then stood up and said:

"Now we can go in. Yingzi, you have Huzi and the others watch over the horses outside. Otherwise, if they get attacked by wild animals, we'll have to walk back."

When the group heard about the tomb robbers' tunnel again and arrived at the stone gate, the pungent musty smell had mostly dissipated.

Ji Haobo threw out the Flying Dragon Claw, which slowly dragged back through the 30-meter-long passageway without any unexpected changes to the mechanism.

"I'll go first. Although tomb raiders have been here before, it's normal for them to test the waters now."

But nobody can guarantee there aren't any traps inside. You all need to be careful, especially Fatty, don't touch anything carelessly.

He wasn't sure if things were as simple as depicted in the story.

If anything changes, it could cause a huge problem.

After all, this is reality, and he dared not gamble on whether any of the characters had some kind of protagonist's halo.

Yingzi nervously clung to Ji Haobo's clothes, following closely behind, with Lao Hu and Fatty Wang close behind.

However, the two of them were very excited, looking around excitedly, as if they had never seen the world before.

"Old Hu, do you think there's any treasure inside? Maybe there are boxes piled up on the floor?"

"Are you out of your mind? Aside from the emperor who can't spend all his money, who doesn't spend it while they're alive, and then leave it to you after they die?"

"But in the movies, when I go treasure hunting, there are mountains of gold and silver jewelry. I'm not greedy, so I'll just take a box or two as a token, right?"

Upon hearing his daydreaming idea, Ji Haobo in front of him couldn't help but look exasperated.

"You really dare to say that! People who know you're tomb raiding might think you're robbing a bank vault!"

"Hey! There's a side chamber ahead. Go check if there's any gold or silver treasure."

At the end of the passage was a side chamber, with some pottery jars on the ground on both sides. Fatty Wang and Old Hu went up to take a look, and their faces immediately fell.

"Damn, all these are earthenware jars, so rustic. I wish they were porcelain; Old Jin told me those things are valuable."

Ji Haobo went over to take a look and found that most of them were rough and dull, and indeed had little value, but there were still two worth handling.

"Look for those with glazed surfaces or unique shapes; these can usually fetch some money."

Old Hu and his companion were taken aback upon hearing this, but then they were overjoyed and quickly searched the side room, eventually finding five pottery jars.

"Brother Bo, how much do you think these things can sell for? A few hundred, right?"

Fatty Wang didn't have much hope for the few jars that looked dirty.

However, having been poor for so long, even a few hundred yuan was a considerable sum for him.

Upon hearing his words, Ji Haobo rolled his eyes, thinking, "What a bumpkin!" and shook his head, saying:

"What do you mean a few hundred yuan? That little bit of money isn't even enough for my shipping cost. It'll be at least several thousand to tens of thousands of yuan. Otherwise, if I bring it all the way back, wouldn't Lao Jin laugh at me?"

"Holy crap, it's worth that much? Bo, you'd better put it away quickly, don't break it!"

Wang Pangzi and Lao Hu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. They never expected that a few inconspicuous jars could bring in tens of thousands of yuan.

This was something they never dared to imagine before. The two of them were so excited that their facial muscles twitched and twitched uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Ji Haobo couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head and saying:

"Okay! Calm down! Calm down! Let's go take another look at the main burial chamber."