401 Yin-Yang Mirror, open the coffin and make a fortune.
Hear the words.
The three fat men all moved their eyes and looked in the direction of Ding Ze's finger.
Soon, the three of them saw one side of the slightly tilted jade coffin and three small cracks on the coffin lid and body.
When he saw the cracks, he naturally saw the red liquid that was leaking out of the cracks and sliding down the coffin body.
Immediately.
The fat man cursed unhappily: "(??へ??╬)!! Damn it, I thought there was a ghost, but it turned out to be like this..."
Hu Bayi also spoke up, with a very clear and speechless expression on his face: "(#￣～￣#)!! After struggling for so long, we are just scaring ourselves... This damn place has screwed us up.
It must be a little bit like the grass and trees are all soldiers, and the shadow of the enemy is like a snake."
Shirley Yang then spoke, "We were a little too nervous, but now that this ticking sound has an explanation, what about the second sound I heard in the cockpit of the airplane?
"
Ding Ze heard it.
This is a very interesting question. There is no detailed explanation of this issue in the original book, only a vague mention of it.
The sound containing Morse code was emanating from the ghost of the pilot who had been dead for more than forty years under the coffin...
It was the dripping of red liquid in the coffin, the slight movement of the body in the coffin, and other various movements that caused the double-headed clamp on the pilot's finger to move...
After thinking about it, Ding Ze was not sure about the answer to this question, but he was more inclined to the former possibility.
After all, if it was a coincidence... then it would be too much of a coincidence. It happened to be [asking for help] first, followed by [death]?
Of course, there is a possibility of coincidence, because this thing is a novel after all, and the decision-making power rests with the author.
Ding Ze didn't bother to think about it anymore. It wasn't important anyway, so he said, "There are three sounds in total, and two of them have reasonable explanations. The sound that includes Morse code will definitely have a reasonable explanation."
"Anyway, let's open the coffin first. In broad daylight, even if there is a ghost, the ghost will not dare to come out for a walk."
"Yes!" The fat man agreed decisively, "Open the coffin first, Old Hu, then go down and get the tools."
"Damn fat man, why are you in such a hurry? The bright weapon inside won't escape," Hu Bayi said, "Ignoring the voice, we still need to figure out the blood-like liquid in this jade coffin first.
"
"Well, let me take a look." After hearing this, the bold Shirley Yang said, moved her body, and reached the side of the jade coffin. She stretched the paratrooper knife in her hand to the crack of the jade coffin and touched a little
Put the dark red liquid under your nose and smell it, "It's not blood, it has a strong smell of Chinese medicine... This liquid should be used for antisepsis."
When the fat man heard this, he said, "Okay, Lao Hu, don't say anything this time."
Hu Bayi: “╮(╯▽╰)╭!”
Shirley Yang glanced at Hu Bayi and said, "Open the coffin. Maybe there will be clues about King Xian's tomb inside. You go get the tools, and I'll clean up the plants on it."
"Okay," Hu Bayi responded, then started to move and slowly descended from the tree.
See this scene...
Fatty: "→_→!"
The contempt on the fat face was instantly clear.
The fat man shook his head and let out a long sigh, "Hey, Old Ding, what kind of world do you think this is? I've said it several times but it doesn't work. As soon as Miss Yang spoke, it was settled."
Ding Ze: "Haha, fat man, things are different now."
Fatty: "It's true, Lao Hu, this guy is of the opposite sex and inhumane. I really misjudged him."
Ding Ze: "Well, most men are like this."
The fat man let out a long sigh again, "Hey, if I had known that I had not gone to that ancient city, I wouldn't have gotten many good things, but in the end, I got a curse, and then I hired someone to go in. It would have been a big loss.
"
Ding Ze smiled and did not respond immediately. He moved his eyes slightly and looked at Shirley Yang who was cleaning the plants on the coffin lid.
I saw that Shirley Yang's cheeks and even her ears were turning red... The hint of embarrassment was very obvious.
"Okay, there is an old saying that goes, "Suffering a loss is a blessing. Don't lament. Cut down the tree trunk next to it and prepare to touch the light." Looking back, Ding Ze smiled at the fat man and said.
"Well, the world is huge, and the brightest weapon is the biggest," the fat man didn't waste any time. He pointed the knife at the tree trunk and started chopping hard.
Shirley Yang moved very quickly, and in a short time, the plants on the coffin lid were basically cleaned up, so that the appearance of the coffin lid was completely revealed.
Ding Ze held a cigarette in his mouth and glanced down. He saw that the coffin lid, just as described in the original work, was full of reliefs of various rare birds and animals, with different shapes and symmetrical arrangements on the four corners.
Floral decoration.
Shirley Yang temporarily stopped what she was doing, looked at it carefully for a while, and said to herself, "The style of these reliefs is very close to the Qin and Han Dynasties. This is indeed a mausoleum for King Xian, it's unmistakable."
Since you are talking to yourself, there is no need to wait for a response.
After saying that, Shirley Yang moved again and began to clean the plants on the four sides of the jade coffin.
Ding Ze saw it and said nothing. He just sat on a branch and smoked quietly.
Time passes slowly.
Hu Bayi was very fast and climbed up again with a bunch of tools.
At this time, the fat man had already cut down the obstructing tree trunk next to the jade coffin. When he saw Hu Ba coming up, he rubbed his fat hands excitedly and said with expectation in his tone, "The time has come to make a fortune, this jade coffin
It’s valuable in itself, and there must be many valuable items inside.”
"You only have bright weapons in your eyes," Hu Bayi retorted, "Don't be rash. No matter how important the bright weapons are, they are not as important as our lives. Be careful."
The fat man waved his hands carelessly, "Don't worry, I, the fat man, am very reliable in my work."
With that said, the fat man turned to Shirley Yang who was cleaning the last side of the jade coffin and said, "Ms. Yang, what are you doing? We are not doing archaeology. This is enough. Get out of the way and prepare to open the coffin."
"It'll be ready soon. I just saw something down here," Shirley Yang replied without raising her head, speeding up with her hands.
"Things? Pay attention, there might be something weird," Hu Bayi heard and said with a worried tone.
"Yeah," Shirley Yang responded.
The various plants on the side of the jade coffin are very dense and it will take some time to clean them up.
Hu Bayi looked at it for a few seconds and saw that nothing happened. He looked away and handed a few of the tools he had brought up to the fat man who looked anxious.
Immediately, he took the yin-yang mirror and looked around, looking for a suitable place to hang it.
Seeing the Yin-Yang Mirror...
Ding Ze grinned, "Old Hu, Fatty, I suddenly realized a problem just now."
Hu Bayi: "???What's the problem?"
Ding Ze: "The captain's rule for touching gold is that you can't touch gold until the rooster crows. It's already dawn, you two are trying to break the rules."
Hu Bayi: "￣□￣｜｜!! Uh, well, according to the rules, you can't touch gold when the rooster crows, but if you open the coffin and investigate, it's still fine."
The fat man quickly agreed: "Yes, rules are dead, people are alive. And Old Ding, there are no chickens here, so where can the roosters crow? If there are no roosters, then we have not broken the rules. Do you think this is the case?
reason?"
Ding Ze: “…..”
Haha, these two guys.
The flexibility in this aspect is really amazing.
Ding Ze smiled and shook his head, "Yes, yes, there's nothing wrong with it, there's nothing wrong with it at all."