Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

Wu Tianjiao felt that the tomb raiding talisman looked familiar. It seemed to belong to Wang Kaixuan.

Wu Tianjiao remembered something.

Wang Kaixuan once said that he seemed to have taken on an apprentice. The two hit it off immediately upon meeting, and since the tomb raiding captains also needed to pass on their skills, he gave him his tomb raiding talisman.

Wu Tianjiao once said that Wang Kaixuan was really bold, giving away the Tomb Raider Talisman for nothing after only meeting him once. He never expected that the person he was so compatible with was actually Wang Yueban.

It has to be said that this world is really small.

Pan Zi was preparing to pry open the coffin when he suddenly heard a faint breathing sound coming from inside...

"Brother Tian, ​​Third Master, do you remember the noise we heard earlier? There was breathing coming from inside the coffin..."

Pan Zi's eyes widened as he pointed at the lacquered wooden coffin.

Upon hearing Pan Zi's words, Wu Sansheng, Wu Xie, and A Ning immediately tensed up. A Ning even drew her pistol.

"Panzi, are you sure?"

Wu Sansheng asked.

Pan Zi mustered his courage and lay down on the coffin to listen.

Hearing the strong, powerful heartbeat inside, Panzi's face gradually turned pale. "Third Master, I'm sure." "Alright, the candles are lit and haven't gone out. We can open the coffin." At this moment, the fat man returned after lighting the candles.

"Fatty, where did you light the candle? I can't see anything."

Wu Xie scanned the tomb with a flashlight but didn't see any candlelight in the tomb.

"Isn't that right there?"

The fat man pointed towards the southeast corner.

But the next second, he was stunned. The candle, which had been burning brightly just moments before, was now extinguished.

The fat man's expression suddenly changed. "Ghost Blows Out the Light, this is bad, we probably can't open this coffin."

Wu Sansheng and Pan Zi also began to feel uneasy.

Although they belong to the Southern School, they don't believe in ghost stories or the "Ghost Blows Out the Light" theory.

But how do we explain the breathing and heartbeat sounds coming from inside the coffin?

They probably wouldn't be afraid if they encountered a regular zongzi (sticky rice dumpling).

But inside this coffin are rice dumplings that are nearly three thousand years old, dating back more than two thousand years.

Even a tree that has lived this long is practically a spirit.

They couldn't help but be nervous.

"Brother Tian, ​​what's your opinion?" Wu Sansheng had never seen anything so bizarre before, so he had no choice but to ask Wu Tianjiao for his opinion.

He also didn't think the contents of the coffin were simply rice dumplings.

The "zongzi" refers to a corpse that has undergone a transformation due to contact with some element.

In essence, he is still a dead man.

There was no breathing, no heartbeat. Wu Tianjiao's opinion, of course, was to open the coffin.

Why come here if you're not going to open the coffin? Are you just doing a day trip to an ancient tomb?

However, he still glanced at the young man. The young man nodded at him; the two seemed to understand each other perfectly.

Wu Tianjiao then walked toward the coffin.

"Brother Tian, ​​are you really planning to open the coffin?" Pan Zi asked.

Wu Tianjiao didn't speak, but his meaning was already quite clear.

Pan Zi nodded. "Alright. Brother Tian, ​​I'll do it. How could I trouble you with such a small matter as opening the coffin?"

As he spoke, Panzi took an iron bar and began to pry open the lacquered wooden coffin.

"Pan Zi, wait a minute."

"This coffin in front of us wasn't obtained this way."

Pan Zi was taken aback, somewhat confused by Wu Tianjiao's meaning. Weren't coffins always pried open with iron bars?

Does Brother Tian have another way to open the coffin?

Or is Brother Tian going to follow Brother Xiao's example and open this lacquered wooden coffin with a single palm strike?

That would be a terrible waste of resources...

The bronze lock is made of bronze, so it's not so easy to break.

But this lacquered wooden coffin is made of wood; wouldn't it shatter into pieces with a single blow?

After Wu Tianjiao stopped Pan Zi's actions, he did not forcefully break open the lacquered wooden coffin with a single palm strike as Pan Zi had imagined.

Instead, he touched around inside the bronze hall and found a mechanism button, which he then pressed.

Then the lacquered wooden coffin rose up from the bronze chamber on its own.

Then, the entire coffin split in two like a magic box and was opened.

Inside the coffin lay a person, whose entire body was covered by something resembling armor.

There is not a single spot that is exposed.

After the coffin was split in two, the man lying inside immediately sat up. Panzi immediately raised his gun to shoot him, but was stopped by the fat man.

"Hey, what are you doing? Can't you see? He's covered in valuable items. Bullets don't have eyes. It's fine if they hit a corpse, but hitting valuable items would be a waste."

Wu Xie slowly walked over.

"Third Uncle, Brother Tian, ​​look! No wonder he sat up by himself. There was a mechanism behind him!"

A pole was placed behind the body, and the coffin lid was the mechanism that activated the pole. Once the coffin was opened, the body was naturally supported by the pole behind it.

However, if an ordinary person saw this scene, they would definitely be terrified.

Wu Sansheng was not attracted by Wu Xie's discovery.

He kept staring at the corpse, and slowly, a smile involuntarily crept onto his face.

"Third Master, what's wrong with you?"

Pan Zi asked curiously.

"They saw the treasure, what else can you do?" the fat man said.

Wu Sansheng nodded. "We did see a treasure, and it was a once-in-a-millennium treasure."

"Third Uncle, what are you talking about? There doesn't seem to be anything else in this coffin besides this corpse. Could it be that the armor he was wearing is the so-called treasure?"

Wu Sansheng did not answer Wu Xie's question, but looked at Wu Tianjiao instead.

Chapter 122: Ghost Soldiers Borrow a Path, Encountering an Ambush

"Brother Tian, ​​could this be a jade terracotta warrior? Even Qin Shi Huang wanted to find it, I didn't expect it to actually exist."

"I, Wu Sansheng, have spent my whole life fighting, and I never thought I would find such a treasure today."

"Brother Tian, ​​Third Uncle, what are jade figurines?"

Wu Xie had never seen Wu Sansheng make such an expression before.

Wu Sansheng ignored Wu Xie and began admiring the jade figurine worn by the male corpse.

It felt like admiring a work of art.

Poor Wu Xie never got the answer he wanted, and could only rely on Wu Tianjiao to explain it to him.

"The jade figurine, although it looks somewhat like armor, is not armor. To be precise, it is much more powerful than armor. It can not only protect the body, but also make people younger after wearing it."

"Rejuvenation?" Wu Xie was taken aback.

Wu Tianjiao nodded. "That's how it's said in the legend. Look at the skin inside the coffin. Every time he sheds his skin, he gets younger. Judging from the number of skins on it, he should have shed his skin four or five times already."

Wu 16 Xie lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

If he can revert to his youth, does that prove he's still alive?

After all, they had heard a heartbeat coming from inside the coffin.

It's been almost three thousand years, and they're still alive?

Wouldn't that make it a monster?

As Wu Xie thought about it, he felt a little nervous, a little scared, and a chill ran down his spine.

To verify whether he was really still alive, Wu Xie slowly reached out his left hand to touch his heart.

The results made Wu Xie question the meaning of life.

Not only was King Lu Shang still alive, but his heartbeat was exceptionally strong—the heartbeat of a young man.

Wu Xie was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back.

"What's wrong?" Wu Sansheng asked.

"Third, Third Uncle is really still alive."

Just then, the person inside the jade figurine suddenly spoke, "You cowards, how dare you rob my tomb! Where are the ghost soldiers? Bring me my three-meter-long sword!"