Chapter 2027: Soritama Bo Extra 3

"Go, help."

Yang Jianping and the other two hurried forward together, and the five pushed the black coffin with all their strength.

At this moment, there seemed to be some noise inside the coffin, the five people stopped their movements, and subconsciously released the black coffin, took a step back, and looked in horror.

"there's noise!"

"Are there any monsters in it?"

Everyone felt cold on their backs, and only felt the goose bumps all over their bodies.

"We must have heard it wrong, there is nothing but a skeleton in it."

The speaking is still a bold bald man. This tomb has a history of a thousand years. Even if there is something in it, it can only be a skeleton. Could it still be a human?

"There is a sound. It must be because we accidentally made a sound when we pushed. What's the fuss about it."

Even if he was afraid, the bald man had to be bold. He was unwilling to leave like this and must take away everything in the tomb. He firmly believed that there was more inside.

"Brother Guang said, let's push away quickly, there may be a big treasure inside."

Yang Jinping nodded, Yang Jianping thought for a while and nodded quickly.

Brother Hong, who was standing by the side, had never spoken from beginning to end, and his heart was inexplicably cold. He made everyone not allowed to open the black coffin, but no one listened to him.

Since no one is listening, he is here. Even if something goes wrong, he will still have a chance to run out. If nothing happens, he will share the treasure with him.

"Push away quickly!"

Together, the five of them exhausted all their strength and finally pushed the black coffin away.

"what!"

The five were taken aback and moved back.

Unexpectedly, not only was there no treasure or skeleton in the black coffin, but a living corpse.

It was a man, a tall, sturdy man, dressed in a black black silk brocade robe, with diffused ink, a beautiful face, even more gorgeous than a woman, his cheeks were slightly paler, but his lips were as red as vermilion. Like the most gorgeous rose.

The man lay quietly in the coffin, his eyes closed tightly, and his eyes were narrow and long. Even if he closed his eyes, he could imagine them. They were absolutely perfect.

"Unexpectedly... there is no rot?"

The bald man stood still and couldn't help muttering.

Brother Hong stood far away, and when the five of them retreated, he couldn't help but retreat and almost ran out.

"What is not rotten?"

Brother Hong said in a deep voice.

"Brother Hong, inside, the corpse inside is not decayed, just like a real person, completely alive."

If it is not certain that it is a corpse, it will really make people mistakenly think that it is a living person.

"What did you say?"

Brother Hong's expression changed slightly, but he didn't dare to step forward.

This is the first time they have seen a dead corpse for so many years without any rotting thousand-year-old corpse.

If this thing is sold, I don't know how much it will sell.

"The body is intact, Brother Hong, we are rich."

The bald man laughed, the panic that had just faded away in an instant, accompanied by immense excitement.

I heard that this kind of thousand-year-old corpse is very valuable, especially this kind of undamaged ancient corpse. They will definitely sell a lot of money when they take it out, maybe even more valuable than the jewelry here.

Brother Hong nodded, and the bald man could not wait to step forward. He was ready to take a clear look at the thousand-year-old corpse again.

The bald man stood in front of the black coffin, leaned over and looked over, his original joyful face suddenly changed.