Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"Wow! This thing really was underground. I figured it out a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be in the middle."

Upon seeing the coffin appear, Fatty Wang casually unleashed a barrage of arrows, completely forgetting his embarrassment at being frightened by the rain of arrows.

Old Hu was also very excited and circled the coffin, very curious about the upcoming opening of the coffin.

Finding auspicious burial sites, tomb raiding and coffin opening, raising corpses, and zombies attacking people—these are all things I've only heard of.

Now that I'm going to experience it firsthand, it's both nerve-wracking and thrilling, like surviving a battle.

Ji Haobo also looked around the coffin. It was very ordinary, with no yin energy emanating from it, and no sound of zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) sharpening their nails inside.

"Old Hu, go light the candles. I'm really curious, what's this 'when a person lights a candle, a ghost blows it out' thing?"

He really wanted to know if this was true, and if it was, what exactly caused the candle to go out. In any case, Ji Boda didn't believe it was a ghost blowing it out.

"Okay! I'll go right now."

Old Hu nodded quickly, also wanting to know whether the rules passed down by the patriarch were true or false.

Fatty Wang glanced at Old Hu, who was scurrying off to light the candles, then turned and asked in confusion:

"Uncle Bo, what's the deal with lighting candles? Should we also light a few incense sticks? We need both when we visit graves."

"Damn it, do you think this is a dinner party? Why don't you just burn some paper money and consider it money to buy its burial offerings?"

Ji Haobo rolled his eyes in annoyance, but seeing that Yingzi next to him was also curious, he explained:

"The man lights the candle and the ghost blows it out; this is a rule passed down from ancient times by tomb raiders, which is equivalent to communicating with the being inside the coffin."

If you want to take the burial items, and the other party agrees, the candle in the southeast corner will not change.

Conversely, if the light changes color or goes out, you should leave the tomb immediately, otherwise the creatures inside might rise up and drag you away to keep you company.

"This...isn't this a bit ridiculous? Digging up someone's grave and then wanting to open the coffin and take the treasure? Who would agree to that? I'm afraid even Buddha would jump up and bite them."

Fatty Wang was speechless after hearing this, feeling like it was like taking off your pants to fart.

Forget about rules and regulations. If you really have the skills, like Bo Ye said, if you dare to get up, then take me down again.

Ji Haobo shrugged and smiled, saying:

"Who knows? That's why I asked Lao Hu to give it a try and see if he could discover any underlying principles."

Just then, Old Hu returned with the lit candles, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

"Master Bo, you can open the coffin now."

"Fine, then you guys move aside."

Ji Haobo nodded. He had just walked around the stone coffin and had already noticed that it was not locked by any mechanism.

There were no nails or anything; you just had to push it open and forcefully push the lid open.

"Boom"

The coffin lid flew five or six meters away, crashing heavily to the ground and breaking into several pieces.

The group ignored it all and curiously peered into the coffin, wanting to see what was inside.

Inside, a tall, somewhat shriveled figure lay, and it was indeed not rotten.

"Damn, how come this guy is so poor? No wonder he's wearing a mask, is he too ashamed to show his face?"

Fatty Wang peered around cautiously, expecting to find some gold and silver jewelry, but he didn't see a single thing.

Not only him, but Lao Hu was also very disappointed, thinking to himself that tomb raiding wasn't about carrying money in sacks after all!

"Damn, this guy is a bit poor, but he can still make some gains."

That mask, despite its black appearance, is actually made of gold and is worth a lot of money.

While complaining, Ji Haobo reached out and took off a dark-colored mask.

To his surprise, there was also a pair of white jade plugs for the seven orifices below.

"Hey, not bad, not bad! There's an unexpected bonus!"

Old Hu and the others were overjoyed, but they were also startled by the sight of their faces after the plugs were removed.

"Damn, this guy is absolutely hideous!"

While cursing, Fatty Wang was rummaging through the corpse's rotting, tattered clothes.

"Wow! Another pair of jade pendants, worth tens of thousands of yuan, not a penny more!"

And what are these two dark lumps? They're heavy, could they be gold?

At this moment, Ji Haobo, who had been staring at the candle after taking the mask, saw that the originally yellow flame suddenly turned green and kept flickering, as if it might go out at any moment.

"Old Hu, the candles really are changing. You guys go hide in the side room first. I want to see what tricks this guy has up his sleeve."

Wang Pangzi, who had just taken a few things, turned around when he heard this and was immediately startled. The green flames were indeed eerie.

However, when he turned around and looked into the coffin again, he was startled and exclaimed in horror.

"Holy crap, this guy has grown red hair! Let's get out of here!"

Upon hearing his exclamation, Ji Haobo quickly turned around and saw that the corpse was surrounded by black gas.

His originally shriveled body seemed to be inflating, becoming robust.

At the same time, he also sensed an invisible fluctuation within the tomb, which interacted with the corpse.

Through these experiences, Ji Haobo roughly guessed some things and basically understood the principle behind the phenomenon of lighting candles for people and blowing out lamps for ghosts.

In short, the corpse had been here for a long time and had become one with some kind of power in the tomb, perhaps the energy of the dragon vein;

As long as something is touched, the silence will be broken and it will be disturbed. What Ghost Blows Out the Light? That's just due to the fluctuation!

"Roar…"

After rising from the dead, the zombie let out a roar that echoed throughout the underworld, startling Ji Haobo from his reverie.

Amidst the swirling black mist, half-inch-long red hair fluttered like flames, and its tall, robust body resembled that of a gorilla.

A crimson light flickered in his deep-set eyes, emanating an aura of bloodlust and savagery.

"The Corpse Fiend, it really is the Red-Haired Corpse Fiend."

This thing is extraordinary. The malevolent aura it exudes is far stronger than the mountain demon I encountered the other night.

If Lao Hu and his group were to encounter this, they might be able to get close to the Heavenly Treasure Dragon Fire Glazed Tile Top above and complete the plot kill, but escaping would be impossible for them.

Because this corpse demon stepped out of the coffin, its movements were slightly stiff, but it was completely unlike the zombies in Uncle Nine's world, which could only move straight.

It's more accurate to call it a zombie than a freak, though it does resemble a tyrant in some ways.

The Corpse Fiend's footsteps pounded on the floor tiles with a dull thud, and its size of about two meters made it extremely oppressive.

"Hahahaha... Come on, take this!"

Ji Haobo watched the corpse demon rushing towards him, excitedly grabbed his spiked club, and with a flash, he was ready to face the challenge head-on.

The spiked club, as big as a large bowl, sliced ​​through the air with a piercing whistle, colliding with the corpse demon's arms crossed over its chest.

"boom"

A dull thud sounded, and the Corpse Fiend slid six or seven meters backward.

But it doesn't seem to have any major problems; on the contrary, the spiked club is overwhelmed and has become deformed and bent.

"Roar…"

"Thump thump thump!" The corpse demon roared angrily, charging around in two strides, waving its fists as big as casserole dishes.