Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

A coffin for a child from the Han Dynasty!

The group began to examine the coffin, sometimes looking at the intricate carvings, sometimes touching and smelling it. Finally, Fatty Wang couldn't resist and started shouting, "Open the coffin!"

Since we're already here, wouldn't it be inappropriate not to order something?

After finalizing the plan, Wu Xie ordered Kan Jian and the others to pry open the coffin, while he began to examine the walls surrounding the tomb chamber alone.

Click, click, click...

Just as the three men in vests reached the coffin, the diamond-shaped coffin, which had been lying in the middle of the tomb, suddenly began to make a clicking sound from the bottom. As the clicking sound echoed in the tomb, the bottom of the coffin began to vibrate and shake off countless specks of dust.

"A corpse's been raised? No, no... no way, I just got here, I haven't even touched it yet..."

At this moment, Wu Xie's face turned pale and then red, his eyes fixed on the child's coffin, and he took a step back, retreating!

"You didn't touch it! But your luck was affected! How naive! Next time you open a coffin, remember to stay away. I'm not afraid of you, I'm afraid of this mysterious thing..."

It goes without saying that Fatty Wang, having spent so much time with Wu Xie, was quite adept at it; their movements were almost identical. As Wu Xie retreated, Fatty Wang also tried to back away. It was safer to leave such a corpse, which was already jumping around before the coffin was even opened, to the big boss.

"Wu Xie, Fatty, you two are really something! Don't you really know what people in the underworld say about your iron triangle relationship with Little Brother?!"

Qin Henian sighed. He had previously scoffed at the rumors circulating in the underworld about the Iron Triangle, but now he truly understood! It was indeed a case of "those who split up become kings in their own right, while those who come together are left to bear the burden alone!"

Those two were incredibly agile, their tiny movements making them dodge so easily...

boom!

Just as Qin Henian was pondering and sighing in silence, the lid of the child's coffin began to shake violently, bobbing up and down unpredictably like sifting soybeans. As the lid opened and closed, billowing black smoke billowed into every corner of the tomb, instantly turning the chamber where they were located pitch black, so dark that they couldn't see their own fingers.

"Is this thing some kind of sentient gas cylinder? The smoke is quite intimidating!"

As Qin Henian muttered incantations, his eyes opened and closed, his golden vertical pupils piercing through the black smoke to see everything in the tomb chamber. He also met the gazes of two other pairs of eyes, their beastly instincts intertwined.

Qin Henian: "What do you say now? Are you still practicing Wu Xie?"

Hei Xiazi: "Practice it! Now's a perfect opportunity to give my future eldest apprentice more care and love. As for He Nian the Mute, the three of us can just watch the show!"

Black Bear: "Oh right! Dumb Zhang, don't rush in to help impulsively. This tomb is a great opportunity for Little Third Master to grow up quickly!"

Although the tomb is a bit big! And there are a bit too many tomb owners! But it's a family tomb, so it's normal for there to be many owners! We'll just look at a few and then leave! !! Hei Xiazi thought to himself.

Zhang Qilin: "Hmm"

Zhang Qilin, in collaboration with the beast, expressed his agreement with Hei Xiazi's suggestion, since Wu Xie needs sufficient pressure to grow, a point the centenarian understood well!

Qin Henian: "Alright then, anyway, the stuff in that coffin is weak. As long as Wu Xie is serious, Fatty and Panzi can definitely handle it. Why don't the three of us find a place to slack off!"

Qin Henian suggested splitting up, since such a large family tomb must contain a lot of gold. He also had a considerable amount of gold saved up, so he wanted to take this one back and find an opportunity to practice and see if he could get a golden body to apply to it.

Black Bear: "Okay! I'll leave a mark on Wu Xie. If anything happens, I'll sense it and we'll rush over!"

Zhang Qilin: "Hmm"

Qin Henian: "Then how do we get out? Does this tomb have any secret passages or mechanisms? You two look around but don't break anything. Let's slip away while they're not looking!"

In the darkness, three humanoid figures were depicted: one flying in the sky, touching the ceiling; another touching the walls; and the third lying on the ground like a lizard...

Click!

On a paving stone, the bear's large hand struck a mechanism, golden light swirling at his fingertips, silencing the sound as the mechanism activated within a special protective shield. A small stone door lifted in the corner, and three figures swept past.

..........................................................

"what!"

In the dark tomb chamber, Wu Xie's breathing gradually became rapid. His flashlight swung around, and accidentally the light shone on a face in the darkness, causing Wu Xie to scream in fright.

After Wu Xie spoke, Pan Zikan, Wang Pangzi, and the other two quickly located Wu Xie's position. The four of them met in the darkness, and the light shone on their faces in the darkness, making all four of them look deathly pale.

"Wu Xiaosi! It's Wu Xiaosi's face!"

The moment Wu Xie saw that face, his expression turned ashen, because he noticed that Wu Xiaosi's face was now deathly pale.

boom!

"Dead man! He's dead, Third Master, be careful!"

Gunshots rang out. Pan Zi grabbed his young master, speaking as he fired. He also fired a burst of bullets at Wu Xiao Si...

Wu Xie was suddenly pulled, and as his gaze drifted, he caught a glimpse of the coffin before the black smoke dissipated. It was a coincidence that Wu Xie's pupils shrank. The coffin lid was gone, and inside the coffin sat a dark, shriveled, and bony corpse.

The mummified corpse's head was now turned 180 degrees, its hollow, sunken eye sockets staring intently in Wu Xie's direction. The corpse, moving extremely slowly, seemed to be rising. Wu Xie noticed that its withered, bony fingers were pressing hard against the edge of the coffin...

"Panzi, Kanjian, Fatty, look at that coffin! It looks like a corpse has risen inside. Can someone grab a black donkey hoof and stuff one in it?"

Feeling uneasy under their gaze, Wu Xie quickly reached into his backpack and asked the other three questions.

"Black donkey hoof?"

"I have some of these in my bag! Just in case, I've prepared two 20-year-old black donkey hooves, perfect for this guy!"

"You guys help Fatty shine some light!"

Upon hearing what Wu Xie wanted, Fatty Wang immediately unloaded half of his backpack, unzipped it, and pulled out a black donkey hoof wrapped in a plastic bag. He then strode towards the coffin of the child, moving with lightning speed. With a swift, fluid motion, he rummaged through the coffin, stuffing the contents inside until the mummified corpse's mouth was bulging. The corpse, which had been trying to get up, froze and fell straight back into its coffin.

"Fatty! Quick, find a working place, let's find another spot first!"

Wu Xie followed the flashlight to the fallen mummified corpse, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he noticed that the black smoke in the tomb hadn't dissipated, so he had to start looking for the mechanisms...

On the other side, Qin Henian and his two companions were standing in the tomb chamber next to Wu Xie's, each holding a Luoyang shovel, their eyes fixed on the walls of the tomb chamber.

"Blind man! Little Qilin! This is it or it! Today, the three of us will break down this wall. When we get home, I'll give you your true form and help you cultivate a golden body!"

Qin Henian held a Luoyang shovel in one hand and a semi-transparent grayish-white feather in the other, his eyes shining as he stared at the "ordinary" stone wall in the tomb chamber.