Chapter 52 Opening the Coffin-The Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

I grew up in Mohe, where the temperature is very low all year round, and I’ve never even seen this creepy crawly called Shilongzi.

The foul-smelling coffin liquid flowed smaller and smaller, and after the Sun brothers looked at each other, they nodded in silent agreement.

The black coffin fluid flowed over the gold coffin boards, and the yellow and black colors intertwined.

“The whole bar Lao San, gold coffins and silver coffins ah, this is so bull, I would like to see, this proprietor actually looks like.”

Sango nodded and the two of them got on the engineer’s shovel at the same time.

“The outer boards are tight against the coffin, you have to put some force into it!”

Then a harsh and unpleasant metallic sound rang out, and the gold coffin plate began to separate a little bit from the innermost coffin under the prying of the engineer’s shovel.

Took a lot of work.

The golden coffin fell off, finally revealing the coffin wrapped inside.

The coffin was pitch black, and due to the good sealing of the outer gold coffin and silver coffin, the coffin itself was very well preserved, and the whole coffin did not undergo the slightest collapse and deformation.

The material used to build this black coffin itself is yin shen wood, the boss is the seller of rice lang pins in our gang, he has a good eye and recognized it at a glance, the boss said with a grave expression, “If I’m not wrong, this is a yin shen coffin of old acacia wood.”

“Shady acacia wood?”

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva whispered: “can not be big brother, not gold nanny sinking wood? How come there used to be a coffin made of acacia wood?”

“Yunfeng your words only said half right, the shade of many kinds of wood, not only only gold nanny shade, and red toon, green kong, cypress, hemp willow, red bean cedar, hemp mulberry, in accordance with common sense, people think that the gold nanny shade of wood is the most rare and precious, in fact this is not right, the real scarcity of the shade is shade acacia wood, this kind of wood a thousand years does not rot, rats and insects do not bite. “

“On top of that, feng shui-wise, acacia wood is cool and yin, making it the most suitable for preserving corpses.”

Sister Hong also looked at the coffin and nodded, obviously agreeing with the boss.

There were five bronze coffin nails on this dark, dank wooden coffin, and Sango he counted them twice, and finally confirmed that, indeed

It’s five coffin nails.

“Starting nails big brother?” The oldest blushed a little.

“Up! Open the coffin and get rich!”

But something happened just as the engineer’s shovel touched the coffin nails.

The old acacia wood gloomy coffin suddenly trembled, and a muffled sound came from the coffin.

I thought I had misheard, and was about to ask Sister Hong beside me if she had heard any noise in the coffin, but just then, the coffin shook again!

It wasn’t a mishearing or a misreading on my part! This time I heard it clearly.

There is clearly something alive in this coffin!

I was so frightened that I couldn’t help but take a few steps backward and said in a trembling voice, “There’s something there, there’s something in the coffin!”

The Sun brothers flew back two steps, and the oldest one exploded with a pale face, “Crap, it’s impossible! The golden coffin and silver coffin are so well sealed, how could something run in!”

He means a rat or something got into the coffin.

“Not Sango, probably not Mouse.”

He immediately glared at me: “Don’t say anything unlucky! What’s not a rat is a rat! Let’s not scare ourselves!”

Being scolded, I was also anxious and immediately blurted out, “Third brother let’s run! In case it is a dumpling zombie how to do!” When I finished saying this I felt a chill on my back and goose bumps all over my body.

“Damn, what kind of dumplings are not dumplings! I’ve been to so many big tombs with Mr. Wang, there’s no such thing, Yunfeng, don’t be so shocked and talk nonsense!”

“Drive! Open now!” After Lao San finished speaking, he staggeringly picked up the engineer’s shovel and took two steps straight forward to aim at the coffin nails.

We dared not breathe a word from where we were, for fear of affecting him.

When the third nail was removed, Lao-san moved a little closer, and he leaned over the lid of the coffin to listen carefully to the movements inside.

After two or three minutes, he suddenly turned around and widened his eyes, “There seems to be breathing sounds inside!”