You said you were good at archaeology, but your tattoo of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin has be

"How dare you ask? You were just infected with corpse poison by that child. These things all came out of your mouth."

"Why don't you thank Mr. Huo quickly? I'm exhausted to help you force out the corpse poison."

"Don't you feel that your chest is wet and smelly? It's all you vomited, and we haven't felt disgusted yet."

Wang Kaixuan pointed at himself with a shocked look, and then looked at Hu Bayi beside him.

"Old Hu, what Shirley Yang said can't be true?"

Hu Bayi took a step back: "Can't you smell your clothes yourself?"

Wang Kaixuan lifted the clothes on his chest and sniffed them carefully.

"Ugh!"

Wang Kaixuan couldn't help but retching.

Wang Kaixuan became more and more angry as he thought about it, and searched around for the bones of the evil child.

When he saw the remains of the evil child's body separated from his body, Wang Kaixuan walked over angrily.

"You naughty kid! How dare you bully your fat master!"

"You're dead now, so I can't hold you accountable!"

"Otherwise, you'll see how I, the fat master, will deal with you!"

As he spoke, he stepped on the evil boy's hand twice.

"By the way, Fatty." Hu Bayi reminded, "Just now, in order to save you, I gave everything we could get in the tomb to Brother Huo."

Wang Kaixuan waved his hand with an indifferent look.

"What does it matter? Anyway, my goal is just the 20,000 yuan, and the things in the tomb are just by the way."

Hu Bayi rubbed his nose: "And your jade."

"What!" Wang Kaixuan's eyes widened.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he seemed to have figured it out.

"Forget it, this jade can exchange for my life, I'm satisfied."

Huo Jilin paused, and still pulled Wang Kaixuan's jade pendant from his waist.

"Fatty, come here."

Wang Kaixuan walked over.

Huo Jilin brought the jade pendant to Wang Kaixuan.

"I know this jade pendant is very important to you."

"You should keep it yourself."

Wang Kaixuan held the jade pendant with both hands, his face full of excitement.

"Oh, my God!"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Huo!"

"Don't worry, if you need any help in the future, I, Fatty, will die for you!"

Huo Jilin smiled.

"You don't have to die, and it's useless for me to take your life. You have a house in Beijing, right?"

Wang Kaixuan nodded: "Although it's not big, it's at least under the imperial city."

Huo Jilin's eyes lit up.

"Give me your house deed, you can live in it as long as you want, and you should get the things in this tomb, and I won't take any of them."

Wang Kaixuan immediately promised: "No problem!"

Huo Jilin's eyes lit up.

Finally! I have a house in the second ring of Beijing!

Huo Jilin seemed to have seen his colorful life in his old age.

After a long rest, Huo Jilin stood up after recovering enough energy.

Wang Kaixuan and Hu Bayi had already searched the tomb from top to bottom.

The most valuable thing was probably the Sanshan Pavilion on the top of the evil boy's head.

"It's really strange, why can't I find the door of this tomb?"

Wang Kaixuan muttered.

Huo Jilin raised his head and observed the stone wall.

Finally, in an inconspicuous corner, he found a stone wall full of Jingjue characters.

Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, and Shirley Yang climbed up with the help of a climbing rope.

There were gaps around this stone wall, which was obviously a tomb door.

Wang Kaixuan leaned over to look at it for a long time but couldn't understand it.

Shirley Yang pushed Wang Kaixuan away and let Huo Jilin come to the front.

"You are the only one here who understands the characters of Jingjue. Please explain it to us."

Huo Jilin looked up and down and was a little surprised.

"It says here that in the eighth year of the reign of the Queen of Jingjue, a magical thing was found in the desert."

"It exudes purple light all over, like a huge piece of konjac, so the Queen of Jingjue named it the Corpse Fragrance Konjac."

Wang Kaixuan's eyes widened: "Corpse fragrance? Konjac? How are these two things connected?"

Shirley Yang pinched Wang Kaixuan: "Fatty! You are interrupting again! Can't you listen to Mr. Huo finish his words before expressing your opinion!"

Wang Kaixuan covered his mouth with a mean look.

"Corpse Fragrance Konjac is just the name given by the Queen of Jingjue, but this thing does have a strange fragrance."

"It says here that after the Queen of Jingjue discovered it, she believed that it was a gift from God, so she moved it back to her palace."

"But, except for the Queen of Jingjue herself, everyone who gets close to the Corpse Fragrance Konjac will kill each other like crazy."

"This includes the Rakshasa woman we met in the first tomb.""So, the Queen of Jingjue hid the corpse-scented konjac in a place that no one knew, and took care of it herself."

"After the Queen of Jingjue died, the corpse-scented konjac actually popped up by itself."

"So, the people of Jingjue all believed that the corpse-scented konjac was a divine object, so they planted it on the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue, letting it guard the Queen of Jingjue day and night."

Huo Jilin looked at the big characters written in strong strokes on the stone wall, not knowing whether to say it.

Shirley Yang pointed at the big characters: "What are these characters?"

Huo Jilin stared at the characters.

"Anyone who trespasses will be cursed by the queen!"

Hu Bayi's eyes lit up: "It seems that behind this tomb door is the Queen of Jingjue."

Wang Kaixuan didn't care: "What curse or no curse, it's just to scare us. We are already here. If we don't go in, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

Shirley Yang looked serious, and Huo Jilin saw that she had already retreated in her eyes.

Huo Jilin certainly knew what she was afraid of.

Shirley Yang came here to remove the curse of the descendants of Zagrama from her body.

Now the curse on her body may not be removed, and she has to bear a new curse.

No matter how you look at it, this deal is still not worth it.

What's more, in Huo Jilin's memory, this group of people were cursed after they went back.

Shirley Yang lowered her head and sighed secretly, as if she had made a major decision:

"Why don't we go back."

Wang Kaixuan was stunned.

"Ms. Shirley Yang, are you kidding? This is the last tomb door."

"If we go back now, all our efforts will be wasted."

"Didn't Chen Jiuren and the others die in vain?"

Shirley Yang looked painful.

"But there is a curse on it."

Hu Bayi comforted: "The Queen of Jingjue has been dead for so long. No matter what curse it is, I don't think it will work anymore."

Wang Kaixuan replied: "That's right. Besides, what era is it now? Why are you Americans still practicing feudal superstition? You should believe in science."