Dou Sprout's mouth opened wide. He slowly turned his head to look at me, and suddenly he got excited and hugged me.
"Get rich! Get rich! Mineko, we are going to get rich!"
"Bag! Find the sack quickly!"
Dou Sprout said anxiously: "We are here in a hurry, we don't have sacks!"
"Wait...wait, I'll go back and get a sack to call someone," his voice trembled, and he stuttered when he was so excited.
"Wait a minute!"
Everything in front of us was like buying a lottery ticket and suddenly winning five million. I suppressed my excitement and said that everything is here and can't be run away. Sooner or later it will be ours. Why are you panicking? Take a look at the coffin first. Don't worry.
Forget, good things are hidden in coffins.
Douyazai rubbed his face vigorously, "Yes, yes, all the good things are in the coffin, open the coffin quickly."
"Where's our tack shovel?" I asked.
"The shovel? It landed outside the tunnel, right?" Dou Sprout gradually calmed down.
"How can you pry open a coffin without a shovel!"
"Pry it! Just push it away!"
I said give it a try, if you can push me away you will be considered awesome.
Dou Sprout was not convinced and pushed him as he was told.
He walked to the southwest corner and stopped in front of the colorful coffin, trying to push open the coffin lid with his hand.
"How about it?"
"Aren't you bragging? Why don't you say you can push me away?"
Douyazai put his hands on the coffin and pushed it with all his strength, but it still didn't move.
"Wait, I'll get the shovel right now," he said, then turned around and ran out. I didn't stop him, I just said go and come back quickly.
Dou Sprout ran out with a flashlight, leaving me alone in the main tomb.
I casually picked up a piece of jade belt and looked at it, and then picked up a small gold vase and looked at it, feeling secretly happy in my heart.
Jin A'long was just a third-grade military attache guarding the border. No matter where he got so much money, almost all of it was buried with his daughter Jin Youzi. On the contrary, his own tomb was very shabby.
Father's love is like a mountain.
I am moved, but one code is another code, and I have to steal it when I should steal it.
In the past, there was a saying in the industry called "Thank the owner", which means that if you encounter a large grave with rich burial objects, you should thank the owner of the tomb for the food. You don't have to kowtow and bow nine times. The necessary three bows are still required.
These things can be exchanged for money if you take them out. If they are left in the desert, they are of no use. You might as well let me take them out and put them to good use.
I put down the small gold vase, walked up to the red lacquer coffin, bowed and said:
"Thank you, boss, for giving me food."
Er bowed and said: "Thank you."
He bowed three times and said: "Thank you, Ms. Jin Youzi. I will pay attention when the coffin is opened. I will only take the gold and silver without touching the bones. Xiang Yunfeng pays my respects."
After bowing three times, I slowly straightened up.
"hey-hey...."
Suddenly, a woman's laughter came from nowhere, the sound was sharp.
"Hehe..." Another voice.
Listen carefully, well...it seems to be coming from the colorful coffin.
I was startled by the sudden laughter and thought I heard it wrong.
"I'm back." At this moment, Dou Sprout's voice suddenly came from behind me.
"Ya Zai, did you hear the laughter? Maybe I was too nervous and heard it wrong."
My face looked a little ugly and I turned around as I spoke.
"Ya Zai?" I shined my flashlight and shook it.
After seeing the bean sprouts clearly, I took two steps back.
"Where's the shovel!"
"Lost it! What did you do with that!"
Dou Sprout didn't have a shovel in his hand. Under the light of the flashlight, his whole face turned blue, and he was holding a dead monkey body tightly in his arms like a child.
"It's almost lost!" I scolded him.
I was so frightened that I backed away step by step and quickly leaned against the wall.
Douyazai's eyes were dull. He slowly raised the monkey corpse in his arms and touched the monkey's head with his forehead.
Douya seemed to be possessed by a demon again. His eyes were filled with blood and he spoke to me word for word:
