Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

"You're so amazing." Wu Xie rolled his eyes at the fat man.

"Do you see that big porcelain jar?"

Fatty Wang nodded; he wasn't blind.

Have you heard of Yuan blue and white porcelain?

Wang Pangzi rolled his eyes at Wu Xie's constant suspense. How could he not know? If he didn't even know this, how could he survive in the antique world?

“That large blue-and-white porcelain jar from the Yuan and Ming dynasties is definitely this one.”

Wu Xie gave a thumbs-up as he spoke.

“With this size and quality, this is a national treasure. If this were taken out…” Wu Xiaogou had long seen through the fat man’s greedy nature and could easily take advantage of him.

Fatty Wang swallowed hard. "If I could take this out, I could retire and live a comfortable life."

Wuxie: ...

Yes, a noble ambition.

"So you'd better say less. If you piss them off again, they'll smash this up, you believe me?"

Fatty Wang actually believed it and obediently withdrew his taunt skill.

But since this broken jar is so valuable, we have to go and take a look.

Fatty Wang immediately gestured to Wu Xie, wanting to go over and investigate. It would be even better if he could pull that little dumpling out and spank it.

Wu Xie did indeed receive the fat man's brainwaves, but Wu Xiaogou firmly shook his head and refused. Why would he do something so reckless? Even a small zongzi is still a zongzi.

It might not be a zongzi (rice dumpling); what if it's a monster with human feet?

Forget it, I can't go any further.

Fatty Wang sighed, and was about to call Baldy Zhang when he met Su Li's bright, sparkling eyes.

"Little Li, you..."

Suddenly, Su Li scurried off to a corner, dragged out a large net, and then scurried back. "Let's go catch some rice dumplings!"

With that, he strode confidently toward the large porcelain jar, carrying the large fishing net.

Aning: Are there any more of these things in this tomb? Which clever tomb raider brought a fishing net?

Zhang the Bald looked at the fishing net and it looked very familiar. Wasn't this the same fishing net that the child had used to catch them?

As the child passed by, he quickly grabbed him and pushed him to Wuxie.

“Look at this mess! We’re three grown men, how could we let a kid like you lead the charge?” Zhang the Bald said with an air of righteous indignation.

However, his cool demeanor lasted only three seconds. Just when Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were about to look at him in a different light, Zhang the Bald suddenly changed his tune.

"I have quite a bit of knowledge about these Yuan and Ming dynasty artifacts. Let's make a deal: whoever sees them gets a share."

Wu Xie rolled his eyes, knowing that this bald guy wasn't the type to volunteer.

Fatty Wang chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. "Alright, Professor Zhang, let's go and meet this little guy together."

Zhang the Bald nodded obediently and followed Wang the Fat Man forward, one on the left and one on the right, carefully walking towards the large blue-and-white porcelain jar.

They walked slowly, remaining cautious as they went, afraid that something might suddenly jump out from some blind spot.

Fatty Wang approached the large porcelain jar first and carefully shone his flashlight on it, but the obstruction in front of him was too large, and he couldn't see anything.

Unconvinced, Fatty Wang poked the shadow on the back of the porcelain jar with his air gun again, looking more like he was catching a field mouse than a little rice dumpling.

He poked it five or six times in a row, while listening to the sounds behind him.

He listened carefully for a while, but there seemed to be nothing behind him. The sound of the porcelain jar seemed to be his hallucination.

Undeterred, it moved closer and cautiously peeked out to investigate.

Upon seeing this, Fatty Wang clicked his tongue and cursed in frustration.

"Damn it, it's just an empty, broken wooden box, and it made me so nervous for nothing. Where did that weird noise come from?"

Several people came over after hearing Fatty Wang's cursing.

“This isn’t some broken wooden box; it’s a coffin.”

That small coffin is called the Double Phoenix Carved Baby Coffin, which was made for infants who died young. This baby coffin looks only the size of a violin case.

The coffin lid had been opened to the side, and the inside of the coffin was still very well preserved, but the body that should have been lying inside was gone.

The coffin for the baby is made of high-quality materials and is exquisitely crafted; it must have been made by a master craftsman.

However, from the outside, the coffin looked like it had been punched with several holes, and black water trails could be seen extending from those holes, as if some liquid had flowed through them.

No wonder the fat man thought it was just a broken wooden box.

Fatty Wang didn't believe it at first, but he went over and took a flashlight to check. "Hey, it really is a coffin."

He then used his flashlight to examine the small coffin inside and out carefully, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Judging from the size and materials of this coffin, this little thing is definitely a little golden pig. It's a pity, I wonder where this little rascal has run off to play. I really want to press it down a few times, I guess I can squeeze out a few precious beads."

The little rice dumpling hiding: trembling.jdp

A creepy old man.

Wu Xie nodded, remembering that his grandfather had mentioned it in his notes.

In some large tombs, children who died young or were buried with the deceased are placed in the side chambers or burial chambers.

The items found in these infant coffins are all of the finest quality, especially those used as burial goods for children, whose bellies are usually stuffed with precious items such as preservative beads.

Don't ask, the answer is priceless...

Undeterred, Fatty Wang called on everyone to search everywhere to see if they could find the little golden pig that had run away.

Su Li sat by the large blue-and-white porcelain jar and watched as Wu Xie, Fatty Wang, and Zhang Tu Zi, who maintained his image as a greedy man, turned the tomb upside down.

Ah Ning didn't do anything, just stood by watching with her air gun.

Unfortunately, they searched high and low but couldn't find the little golden pig they had been longing for, the one covered in treasures and running around everywhere.

"Judging from the signs that the coffin was opened, it couldn't have been taken away by other tomb raiders, could it?"

"What was that noise just now? Is this godforsaken place haunted?"

Listening to Fatty Wang's words, Wu Xie suddenly thought of the red-clothed ghost he had encountered in the Corpse Cave not long ago.

A gentle and polite female ghost.

Hmm, how come I'm suddenly not afraid anymore?

Bao Yun: ? Suddenly being called out?

Fatty Wang was still unwilling to give up. Unable to find the little zongzi, he wanted to search the small coffin, but Wu Xie reached out and stopped him.

“This coffin is different from the ones we’ve had before; there’s definitely something wrong with it. You’d better not touch it.” Wu Xie suddenly remembered the hole on the baby coffin from which black liquid had flowed; that was definitely not a good thing.

Fatty Wang laughed nonchalantly. "This little zongzi is gone, all that's left is a broken coffin. Little Innocent, are you afraid this broken coffin will jump up and bite me?"

"I won't jump up and bite you, but I can turn you into a fat rice dumpling, filled with pork belly," Su Li laughed.

because……

"Beep beep, detecting a bizarre prop - Infant Corpse Coffin (damaged), can be redeemed for 200 points, redeem now?"

This was originally a coffin that had been specially modified and placed here to cultivate a bizarre infant.

"Huh?" Fatty Wang's smile vanished abruptly as he pointed incredulously at the small coffin.

"You mean this little thing? It turned me..." The fat man gestured to his large frame. "Into a rice dumpling?"

Su Li froze for a moment, realizing she had been careless and hadn't considered the size issue. "Fine, I'll turn one of your arms into a dumpling."

Well... it's not exactly good news.