Tomb Robbers: Begin by selling Shirley Yang’s fake antiques

Han Xiaoliu and Zhang Qiling quickly returned to the Qixing Suspicious Coffin. Tianzhen was still studying the place, but Wu Sansheng, the old fox, was nowhere to be seen.

The fat man came over panting. He really tried his best to chase the two of them, but he couldn't even see his buttocks.

"Let me go, you two masters, your speed is so inhuman.......Uh, that's not what I meant. My innocent classmate, are you okay?"

"Fat, Fatty? why you? Are you here to rob tombs?"

"Don't say that. Fatty, I just heard the news, so I came here to gain knowledge. Who would dare to rob a tomb when Mr. Six is ​​here? Hehe."

The fat man crossed his legs and rubbed his hands, and showed a fawning smile to Han Xiaoliu.

Even if he beat Han Xiaoliu to death, he wouldn't believe that the fat man's hands and feet would be clean.

"Okay, Wu Xie, do you see anything? Only one of the seven-star doubts should be correct."

As soon as academic issues were mentioned, the innocent classmate immediately became interested.

"The walls record the deeds of King Lu Shang, and the most mentioned one is Tie Miansheng, but there is no explanation of who is buried in the seven-star coffin."

It is said that one will get rich after seeing the coffins. The fat man looked at the seven coffins, his hands began to rub together unconsciously, and he even licked his lips with a golden glow in his eyes.

"Hey, there's an open coffin here."

Han Xiaoliu immediately became energetic at this time. When he went to chase the fat man, he had closed the lid smoothly, but now he opened it again, and it was the same one.

For Han Xiaoliu, this place is full of targets, no. , full of rice dumplings.

Han Xiaoliu’s eyes also lit up!

"Get out of the way! If you dare to pick up the corpse, then destroy it!"

Han Xiaoliu held the shotgun in his right hand and pushed open the coffin lid with his left hand.

"What's going on? This is a foreigner inside, and not long after he died, the mummy below actually"

"Fatty, didn't you hear our conversation when you ran to the tomb just now? Also, you should have pushed open the opening in the coffin at the beginning. You stopped and hid because you heard someone coming. I'm right."

The fat man didn't deny it. There's no one else here except him. It can't be anyone else."

"Well, Mr. Liu, I know I was wrong, oh, let me go~~"

Han Xiaoliu kicked the fat man away, but not because he was unhappy, but because the mummy and the foreign rice dumplings in the coffin got up at the same time.

"Woke up? Then destroy it!"

The trolls opened fire and hit at close range. Three shots smashed the body of the newly-made Zongzi into pieces. Green blood sprayed all over the ground, but the mummy Zongzi behind him did not suffer much damage.

Han Xiaoliu pulled out the black rice dumpling with his left hand. The knife was slashed hard with the backhand. The mummy was thrown to the wall, and a huge knife edge appeared on the body.

"Sure enough, not all rice dumplings are at the level of King Lu Shang. They can break armor with a knife, so there is no need for a hand cannon."

After the spray gun was loaded, it fired continuously. The wounds on the mummy became bigger and bigger. After three shots, a large part of the torso disappeared, and the mummy also turned into fly ash after the 'death'.

Classmates Wu Xie all watched He was stunned. This was the first time he saw Qi Zong. At first he was so frightened that he was shaking all over. But after seeing Han Xiaoliu's operation, he felt that he was scarier than Zongzi.

"Didn't you see how Liu Ye and the little brother over there were playing super rice dumplings just now? Tsk tsk, that scene was so cruel that I don't even dare to think about it."

Han Xiaoliu didn't have time to pay attention to these two people. Instead, he planned to lift the lids of all the coffins on the floor.

It is said that Wu Xie's corpse will be raised if he switches the switch. He is here. Why don't you take this opportunity to hit the moving target? That makes sense

"Brother, do me a favor, let the people from the Archaeological Bureau take over here later, it’s better to kill these rice dumplings. You two, help lift the coffin lid."

Zhang Qiling still didn't open his mouth. He just walked to the nearest coffin, opened it with one hand, and without waiting for the corpse to be lifted up, he slashed the two rice dumplings into several pieces with his knife.

‘Damn it, brother, are you so fierce? How can ordinary zongzi be chopped like this? Han

Xiaoliu didn't think any more and raised his hand to open the coffin. Perhaps the previous movement had awakened the rice dumplings in other coffins, and the ones that came out afterward would move.

"You call me Mao Shaan, I don’t understand foreign languages! Go and die!"

"Bang bang bang bang~"

Five consecutive sprays were sent away, with a slap in the face, leaving no residue on the head or body.

Seven mummies and seven foreign corpses were all destroyed. At this moment, the tomb was in a mess, but for a moment Just clean it up, the main body of the tomb has not been damaged

"You two close the coffin lid, I'll go to the front first."

Zhang Qiling still just nodded.

‘Is it my misunderstanding? Why do I feel that this little brother is so easy to talk to? '

In fact, the way Han Xiaoliu trolled Zongzi just now left an indelible image for Iron Triangle for a lifetime.

Han Xiaoliu continued to go deeper. After leaving the Seven-Star Suspicious Coffin, there were fewer man-made buildings, more natural holes in the mountain, and the ground was far less smooth than before.

"Um? there's noise."

Han Xiaoliu vaguely heard the 'chirping' movement.

"boom!"

"Is this gunshot, is it An Ning and the others or Wu Sansheng?"

Speed ​​up and follow the direction of the sound. The sound is getting denser and denser. If Zhang Qiling was here, he would definitely guess what it was.

Corpse beetles!

Densely packed black beetles surrounded a graceful woman.

"An Ning?"

Aning was in very bad condition at this time. He was sitting on the ground with a large wound on his right leg. His face was pale, his lips were purple, his eyes were a little distracted, and a pistol fell beside him.

Aning also saw Xiao Han. Six, but her body was so weak that she couldn't even speak. The shot just now had consumed her last strength.

Han Xiaoliu stepped on the corpse to An Ning's side, picked it up and returned directly, leaving him To my surprise, the zombie swarm seemed to have encountered something terrifying and scrambled to retreat in the opposite direction.

"Corpse King! It's the corpse dragon king in my backpack."

Han Xiaoliu probably guessed that during the time he took the Corpse Dragon King up into the tiankeng and then went down to the tomb, the Corpse Dragon couldn't feel the Corpse Dragon King's breath and ran away. That's why Aning was so seriously injured..

(PS: The author worked hard, even if the small ticket is small, I will definitely follow up as long as the update is pushed! Fight hard!)