Dark clouds cover the moon and a gentle breeze blows.
The outskirts of Green Forest City.
In the fresh wilderness, the chirping of insects can be heard from time to time, and occasionally fireflies can be seen flying.
A dim yellow light shone brightly and dimly in the night, emitting a warm glow.
The person holding the lantern is a tall and thin man. He is wearing coarse clothes that are stained with various stains and extremely ill-fitting. His hands are covered with various calluses and scars, and his face is gray. He is obviously a man engaged in heavy work.
Lower class people who work manually.
There was a shorter man next to him, wearing an indigo labor uniform. He was carrying a shovel and grumbled: "Loel, are you sure this is the place? I spent my precious rest time with you.
Nonsense, if I get fired by my stingy boss tomorrow, it will be your fault!"
He is a coolie at the dock. He needs to work more than ten hours a day and is paid weekly.
Most people like him have little savings and can only share a bed with others. Once they lose their job, the consequences will be disastrous.
Raoel, who was holding a lantern, turned back and said seriously: "Bill, I can swear that I did find a treasure... It seems to have appeared accidentally due to a previous landslide and ground collapse. The place is very remote, but there are artificial
The traces of architecture may be an ancient tomb.”
At this time, tomb robbing was a serious crime and could be directly punished by death.
But for the lower class, they are not afraid.
Bill was once a farmer. Later, the landlord took back his land and forced him to work in the city. There were countless people like him, leading to oversupply. Factory owners tried their best to keep wages low, and machines greedily devoured lives.
, the air is filled with dust and soot, all of which have led to the average life expectancy of the poor at the bottom of the city not exceeding 20 years!
A very small number of upper-class people live in a feast of entertainment, while a large number of people at the bottom suffer from occupational diseases and death from overwork...
The steam machinery roars, and the brilliance of civilization has been conceived, just like the dawn that is about to break in the darkness.
This is the worst of times and the best of times!
"As long as I can get a few precious burial objects...that's countless gold pounds..." Bill said harshly: "At that time, I will definitely go to the 'Moulin Rouge' for a month! What about you?
"
"Ahem... I just want to stay away from the dust, buy a piece of land in the countryside, marry a wife, and have a few more children..."
Loel coughed a few times: "We're here!"
Bill looked ahead and saw a landslide. It seemed that it was affected by the heavy rain the day before, and a large piece of the ground was sunken.
But in the dirt, a corner of a strange building was revealed.
It is composed of irregular stones and banyan tree roots, which together form the shape of a wall.
Those banyan tree roots grow directly into the rocks, like the blood vessels of human muscles, with an indescribable and strange beauty.
However, it does not look like a natural formation.
"Lao Er, it seems that you have indeed found a ruins. From the looks of it, it might be the tomb of a certain noble lord!"
Bill became excited: "Work quickly, don't wait until dawn!"
He raised his shovel and dug hard into the ground.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
The wall composed of rocks and tree roots is very hard, but the soil is very soft. Huge gaps can be found along the wall, all of which are filled with collapsed soil.
It seems that... it was once filled with a lot of things, and then... those things disappeared strangely.
After several hours of digging, a tomb passage made entirely of rocks and tree roots appeared in front of them.
Bill swallowed: "Who is buried here? A duke or a king?"
"The tombs of those big nobles are all in the church, and there are special tombkeepers. You think too much..."
Raoel was obviously surprised, but he was more interested in the possible treasures.
Unfortunately, the two of them dug along and found no burial objects. As for some inexplicable stone carvings on the rock walls, they ignored them.
"Damn, we need at least ten people."
Bill turned around anxiously: "It's too big...Are we digging some palace buried underground?"
"We have to rush back to work at dawn. Do we have to come here every night... Although this place is remote enough and not easy to be found, but..."
Raoel kicked the rock wall next to him anxiously.
Boom!
It seemed that the soil here had been dug to a certain limit. In this last shock, the thin soil layer instantly opened, and the two stupid thieves screamed and fell down.
"ah!"
Bill, who was bruised and swollen from the fall, got up in embarrassment and screamed: "Loel, Loel... where are you?"
"Damn, the lights went out..."
Raoel struggled to look around.
Although it was pitch black, there was a faint light like a firefly.
After their eyes adjusted, the two of them realized that they had fallen into a space similar to an underground cave, but the walls were square and obviously an artificial structure.
And in the center of this space is the source of light.
"crystal?!"
Bill's ecstatic voice came: "Such a big crystal? We are rich!"
"That's not crystal!"
Raoel climbed up to the front and saw a translucent ice block as big as a bed, with what seemed to be a sarcophagus in the middle.
The coffin was not closed, so you could still see a young man lying inside.
He looked to be less than twenty years old, tall and handsome, wearing a mink coat with a golden collar. He looked extremely gorgeous and noble.
The faint light source was emitted from the ice.
"I bet this mink coat is worth at least ten pounds, no, twenty pounds!"
Bill murmured.
"This is a corpse... a corpse preserved in ice?"
Raoel's eyes were filled with fluorescence: "It's so beautiful... and you don't know that a corpse that has not changed for hundreds of years may be more valuable than those clothes and funerary objects. Those archaeologists and collectors will pay for it."
It’s crazy!”
"This is not an ice cube, but a crystal. How can the ice cube not be cold?" Bill picked up the shovel.
"Wait, what are you doing?"
Raoel was shocked.
"Of course, knock off a piece first, no matter what it is, as long as it can be exchanged for money!" Bill said with a cruel smile: "There are also clothes, funerary objects, and corpses inside... Even if the collector doesn't want it, it can be sold to the medical school!"
Due to the development of medicine and anatomy, the medical school in Green Forest City has a great demand for cadavers, and even allows poor students to use cadavers as tuition fees.
On the black market, the price of a corpse varies depending on how well it is preserved, ranging from around £1 to £5.
"You do not understand……"
Raoel wanted to stop his companion, but he was helpless as he injured his leg. He could only watch helplessly as his companion swung the shovel and hit the surface of the ice coffin.
when!
After a crisp sound, the shovel was bounced away, leaving the ice unscathed.
No!
Not only that, Rao Er seemed to see the young man in the sarcophagus and his eyelids moved.
This made him rub his eyes and suspect that he was hallucinating.
And the next moment, the ice curled inward and disappeared... but a layer of coldness suddenly surged in all directions, almost freezing the soul.
"Giggle...it's obviously summer...why...is it so cold?"
Loel exhaled a breath of white air, and were frozen to death at the same time as Bill, falling to the ground.
Aaron, who was in the ice coffin, suddenly opened his eyes.
