I was so shocked that I took several steps back, my muscles tensed, afraid that the corpse would suddenly stand up and pounce on me. I asked softly, "How can this corpse breathe? Have you ever encountered such a thing before?"
Da Kui trembled and said, "Of course not. If I encounter this kind of thing often, I would rather sweep the toilet than rob tombs."
I looked at Pan Zi, who was holding his wound, sweating profusely, and said, "Don't care what it is, just shoot him, he'll be dead if he doesn't die! It will be troublesome if he stands up later." I thought it made sense. In this underground, it's better to do more than think. If you are one step faster, you will definitely do the right thing. I quickly raised my gun. Uncle San and the fat man waved their hands and shouted at the same time, "Wait... wait!"
As he said that, Uncle San had already approached the corpse. He waved at me while looking at the armor on the corpse. He was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He pointed at the black armor and said, "Isn't this a jade figurine? My God, it turns out that this thing really exists!"
I was confused and asked what it was. Uncle San was so excited that he almost cried. He stammered, "It's fate. I, Wu Laosan, have been fighting for so long, and finally... I finally found a magical artifact. It's a jade figurine." He grabbed my shoulders and said, "As long as you wear this thing, you will be rejuvenated. Did you see it? It's true! This corpse is the evidence!"
In that era, people in their 40s and 50s were considered very old. Although the muscles of this person were deflated, he looked very young. I was secretly surprised and thought to myself, is there really such a thing as rejuvenation in this world?
The fat man also stared with eyes wide open, saying, "I never thought that even Qin Shi Huang couldn't find this thing, but it turned out to be on him. What is that Third Master? Do you know how to take it off?"
Uncle San shook his head. "I heard that this thing can't be taken off from the outside. This is also a problem. Do we have to carry the whole body out?"
They checked it over and over. I saw that the corpse was being pulled by them, but it had no temper at all and it didn't seem to be in any danger. I couldn't help but calm down and asked, "If we take off this jade figurine, what will happen to the person inside?"
The fat man hadn't thought of this, and said, "I really don't know about that, Fatty. The worst that can happen is that it will just turn into ashes."
I said, "He was alive and well, so isn't this murder?"
The fat man almost fell down laughing when he heard this. He said, "Little comrade, if tomb robbers had your level of awareness, they wouldn't have to do anything. The ancient kings and nobles all had blood on their hands. Even if they were caught, they would be shot. You're still worrying about this. You have nothing better to do."
I thought about it and it made sense. Seeing them busying about, I couldn't just sit there and do nothing, so I went to check the coffin to see if there were any good things in the burial objects. There was a thick layer of scale-like things on the bottom of the coffin, and inside the layers were some unnamed funerary objects. I grabbed a handful of these scales and asked, "What are these?"
Uncle San was absent-minded. He sniffed it and said, "This is the human skin he shed." I felt sick and threw it away immediately. I cursed, "Damn it, does King Lu Shang have a skin disease? He shed so much skin."
Uncle San said, "Don't talk nonsense. That's the old skin he shed. Every time he sheds it, he becomes younger. Look at the amount of skin. He must have shed five or six layers in total."
I thought these things were too disgusting, like snake skin, and I had no interest in them. At this time, the fat man shouted, "There's a way!"
We gathered around to take a look and saw that there was an extra end of gold thread on a piece of jade in the armpit of the jade figurine. I was puzzled: "I say, Fatty, you have such sharp eyes that you can even see the extra end of the thread here."
The fat man rolled his eyes at me and muttered, "You southern comrades are too murderous. You will take away everything in the tomb you rob. This tomb robbing is a delicate craft. See? If I, your fat master, were not here today, you would have to dissolve this corpse to get this jade figurine out."
Uncle San was too embarrassed to admit it and cursed, "Go to hell, we don't even know if it is true or not, maybe there was an extra thread here to begin with."
The fat man laughed and said, "You are so stupid!" He tried to pull the thread. When he was halfway there, he heard a "whoosh" sound. I felt something flash before my eyes. It was like a flash of lightning. Uncle San reacted very quickly and kicked the fat man out. As soon as the fat man moved away, a black knife "banged" and nailed to the tree. Most of it didn't go in. I was shocked. If it wasn't for Uncle San's kick, the fat man's head would have been pierced.
We looked back and saw Men Youping standing at the bottom of the stairs, covered in blood. A green Qilin tattoo appeared on his body. His left hand was still in the position of swinging the knife, and his right hand was holding a strange object. When we saw it clearly, we all gasped.
What he was holding in his right hand was actually the bloody corpse's head.
Menyouping looked at us and staggered up the stairs. He was breathing very heavily and looked very bad. Judging from the scars all over his body, it must have been a fierce battle. He first looked at the coffin, then waved to us and whispered, "Get out of the way."
Veins on the fat man's forehead popped out. How could he possibly believe him? He jumped up and yelled, "What the hell did you just do!"
Menyouping turned his head, glared at him coldly, and said, "Kill you."
The fat man was furious and rolled up his sleeves to rush forward. Da Kui quickly hugged him. Uncle San saw that the atmosphere was not right and that the fat man was not a good person, so he tried to smooth things over and said, "Don't panic. The little brother must have a reason for doing what he did. Let's listen to him first. He has saved your life a lot along the way, right? Take it easy."
The fat man thought about it and realized that it was right. He couldn't fight anymore. He tried to get rid of Da Kui, sat down on the ground angrily and said, "You have more people than me. I can't beat four people with one punch. There is nothing I can do. Whatever you say is the truth."
Men Youpingzi put the blood corpse head in his hand on the jade bed, coughed, and said, "This blood corpse is the previous owner of this jade figurine. King Lu Shang found him when he was robbing a tomb and took off the jade figurine. That's why he became what he is now. The jade figurine sheds its skin every 500 years. Only when it sheds its skin can it be taken off. Otherwise, it will become a blood corpse. The living corpse in front of you is more than 3,000 years old. You just pulled the thread and the corpse inside immediately rose up. We are all going to die here."
After he finished speaking, he coughed a few more times. I saw blood beginning to seep out of the corners of his mouth. I thought to myself that this was not good and that his internal organs might have been injured.
Pan Zi had been leaning against the side in discomfort, not saying a word. At this moment, he suddenly said, "Brother, I, Pan Zi, am outspoken. Please don't be offended. You know too much. If it is convenient, why not tell me clearly who you are? You saved my life. If I survive, I will go to your house to thank you."
Pan Zi's words were very clever. I thought that Men You Ping would not be able to get away with it, but he remained silent, as if he had not thought of paying attention to us at all. He walked to the corpse of King Lu Shang, looked at him with disgust, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes. Before I saw his movements, his hands had already clamped the corpse's neck and lifted him out of the coffin. The corpse let out a scream from his throat and actually shook non-stop. All this happened too quickly, and I could not react at all. Men You Ping said coldly to the corpse: "You have lived long enough, you can die now." The veins on his hands burst, and there was a sound of bones bursting. The corpse's limbs kept shaking, and finally kicked his legs, and the skin quickly turned black.
We all stared at him in amazement. No one knew what to say for a moment. He just threw the body to the ground, as if the jade figurine was just trash and not worth mentioning. I grabbed him and asked, "Who are you? What deep hatred do you have with King Lu Shang?"
Menyouping looked at me for a long time and said, "What good will it do if you know?"
The fat man said unconvincedly: "What kind of logic is this? We worked so hard to get to this tomb, and finally opened the coffin, but you strangled the body to death without saying a word. You should at least give us an explanation!"
Menyoupingzi turned his head and looked at the bloody head on the jade bed with a very sad expression. He pointed to the painted lacquer coffin and a purple jade box at the back of the coffin and said, "Everything you want to know is in that box."