Chapter two thousand one hundred and five new funeral objects
The moment the black smoke started to rise, Gou Si covered his mouth and nose with a soaked triangular towel. This carbon fiber triangular towel is much stronger than ordinary masks. There are also requirements for soaking it in water. It must be a child's urine. This thing has been done before.
It's easy. Some time ago, some bastard spread the rumor that boiling eggs with children's urine can strengthen the body. Nowadays, people pay a high price to collect the urine buckets in kindergartens every day, and use them all for boiling eggs. It's really not easy to get some children's urine.
Gou Si covered his mouth and nose with a triangular towel soaked in child urine, slowly opened the clay pot, and bang - the pot fell to the ground and rolled half a foot away, and many black lump-like objects leaked out of the mouth of the pot.
The grains inside have all rotted into dry residue.
The ancients believed in the idea of rebirth after death, and placed food next to the coffin for consumption after rebirth. This pottery pot is unique. There is a cone-shaped protrusion in the middle of the bottom, which is just in line with a small pit on the ground. This is a very special pot.
It's a clever mechanism. If someone rashly steps forward to open the can, they will definitely be sprayed with black smoke. The consequences of accidentally inhaling it into the mouth and nose are quite serious.
Gou Si watched the black smoke rising from the ground disappear, then used the tip of his sheep's hoof to pick up a floor tile, stepped forward and took a look, with a faint smile on his lips, he saw a small tripod under the floor tile.
, the situation is exactly the same as the last time I got the small tripod. If nothing else happens, there must be a small tripod hidden under the remaining seven pottery pots...
Gou Si stole the Kyushu King Yu's tripod from the ancient tomb, but he had no idea that there was lightning and thunder outside, heavy rain fell in the roaring wind, and the makeshift shack was crumbling in the violent storm.
In such bad weather, no one usually comes to this barren land full of potholes, but nothing is always certain. There is a black car bumping towards here in the distance.
There are many prodigal sons who use million-dollar brand-new luxury cars as tractors. Xu Qing is one of them. He drove the Bentley that he had just owned recently through the mud and potholes. He tried to slow down the car as much as possible to avoid the wheels getting stuck in the potholes.
Here, he wanted to find a relatively high place to put the small black coffin, but he couldn't do it.
Through the car window, you can see a bare hill ahead. The terrain is higher than the surrounding areas. There seems to be a simple shack at the foot of the mountain. Such shacks are not uncommon along the way. They are all temporary shelters built by the miners.
, there are usually several or even more connected together. This small shack at the foot of the mountain is most likely uninhabited. Half of the roof has been blown away by the strong wind. I believe it will be completely blown away in a short time.
Xu Qing reached out and touched the small black coffin at his waist. He already had an idea in mind, so he put the object on the top of the mountain. Whether it could attract thunder and lightning depended on luck. As soon as he had the idea, he saw several swaying coffins in the sky on the top of the mountain.
The lightning crackled down, and it turned out to be a lightning strike area.
With his decision made, Xu Qing accelerated the car and drove to the right of the shack. He saw a slope going up the mountain there, so he first found a place to park the car.
The Bentley covered in mud and water was parked on the outside of the slope. Xu Qing opened the door and jumped out. The protective Gangqi was the best umbrella. As long as he held it up, even if it was raining heavily outside, nothing would get on him.
It was not difficult to go up the mountain, but Xu Qing realized that this place was not easy to live in until he got up the mountain. As soon as he took out the small black coffin from his pocket, two thunderbolts struck his forehead and fell, bang! Two thunderbolts were blown open on the ground in front of him.
A shallow pit.
Xu Qing quickly put down the objects in his hands and retreated to the position of going down the mountain. He looked up at the sky and saw a dazzling blue light flashing through the sky, with radiating tree branches extending in all directions. His vision was half a beat late, and the arc had already connected.
Although there is only a flash of heaven and earth, the visual shock it creates is unparalleled.
Bang! I couldn’t tell whether it was lightning or thunder. After a loud noise, everything became calm again. However, this calm did not last long. There was another thunder, lightning, thunder, and calm. This process repeated alternately on the top of the mountain.
Xu Qing stood aside and felt that his eardrums were numb from the shock, and his mind was confused for a while.
After a long while, Xu Qing finally understood one thing. The little black coffin can trigger thunder. It is very unsafe to carry this thing during thunderstorms. The smoking pit on the ground not far away is the best proof. That thing is there
Lying in the pit, surrounded by scorched earth...
The sky was so powerful, with lightning and thunder, that Xu Qing could no longer see the little black coffin, only clusters of flashing blue light. He finally chose to go down the mountain, and went to the car to stay for a while, and then went up to pick up his things after the rain stopped.
, it should be fully charged by then.
Xu Qing walked down the hill, opened the car door, got in, and turned the car around so that he could leave after the rain stopped. But he didn't expect that just as the car was turning around, a strong wind suddenly blew. The car was fine, but it was not far away.
The shack was completely blown away, and he saw a hole the size of a millstone exposed on the ground. There was a raised fence around the hole, which quickly collapsed under the constant erosion of the rushing mud water.
Xu Qing subconsciously scanned the hole with his clairvoyant eyes, and suddenly found a thin rope trembling non-stop less than half a foot away from the hole. There seemed to be some living thing tied to the other end of the rope. He looked slightly startled and quickly opened the car door and jumped out.
He rushed forward and bent down to grab the end of the rope. Only then did he realize that the end of the rope was fixed to the ground by a few long nails. He pulled up and grabbed the rope and the nails together in his palm, and pulled back.
You can feel the vibration coming from the other end of the rope when you step back.
Is there someone in the cave? Thoughts flashed in Xu Qing's mind. He stopped pulling with his hand and scanned the hole with his kinetic clairvoyant eyes. He found an arched ancient tomb made of bricks underground. From the arched ancient tomb
It is not difficult to see from the hole in the side wall that someone has entered it.
The perimeter of the cave entrance collapsed under the erosion of mud water. The rushing mud water poured in continuously. If the people inside did not come out, they would soon be drowned alive. When Xu Qing was thinking about how to save people, he suddenly spotted a figure.
He quickly crawled out of the brick hole, with a strip-shaped bag tied to his ankle, which was clearly bulging with items.
"Why is it him?" Xu Qing recognized the appearance of the tomb robber at a glance. It was Gou Si, the tomb robber who sold Jiuzhou Yuwang Ding to him last time. There were several bags tied to this guy's ankle.
Xiaoding, it seems that he has successfully got the remaining items in his hands. Unfortunately, he has already got the items. He wants to turn around and crawl out but can't. The mud water that is constantly poured in quickly soaks the soil in the hole.
There were several cave-ins in the exit tunnel, and the originally smooth tunnel became blocked in many places. It has become a luxury to want to return the same way.
Once a tomb robber is trapped in a cave during a heavy rainstorm, it means death. Rainwater keeps pouring in along the cave and will soon collapse the soil in the tunnel. The most terrible thing is that there is no way for air to enter.
Closing eyes and waiting for death has become a new burial object for the owner of the tomb.