Chapter 45 Open the coffin
"Marei, I heard the natives say that when they open the coffin, they don't actually need to destroy the entire coffin, or even lift the cover."
"They simply cut a hole in the bottom or lid of the coffin, big enough for one arm to enter, put their hand in and stir around, and then they would know what was inside."
Seeing that Chen Bin was very serious, Ma Lei couldn't help but laugh.
"Then who among us will control the scissors that can cut off the horse's legs? I heard that with just a slight exertion, the adult's arms will disappear neatly without feeling any pain."
Chen Bin waved his hands repeatedly. Whether it was the person controlling the scissors or the person responsible for putting his hand in, he was neither willing nor dared.
"We are not local masters. We cannot do such a thing, and there is no need to do such a thing."
Mare narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, "right, civilized people have their own ways. We are not those bugs who live in the fields. They live by selling their physical strength and morality, and we rely on this."
He pointed at his head and picked up a huge hydraulic clamp.
click!
As an alchemist, Mare was very strong. With just a slight cut, the thick iron chain broke and fell to the ground, letting out a piercing wail.
"Chen, do you understand what is written above?"
Ma Lei casually tore off a piece of black talisman paper and handed it to Chen Bin.
Chen Bin didn't answer. He only felt that the red characters on it were like flowing blood, which made him dizzy and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Chen Bin didn't answer, and Ma Lei didn't take it seriously. After removing the iron chain, he picked up the utility knife and started cutting the ink lines.
"Mare, I have an ominous premonition, how about we stop first?"
"Stop?" Ma Lei chuckled, "What are you worried about? The curse of the undead?"
"Have you heard of a legend? Those expeditions that enter the Pharaoh's tomb will be cursed by the Pharaoh's soul. In the next few years, they will die mysteriously one by one. No one can escape the curse.
At first, everyone believed it to be true, so much so that for a period of time, those expedition teams would write suicide notes before entering the pyramid in case something unexpected a result, an alchemist dissected the bodies of these people and found a rare fungus in their lungs. Their death was caused by inhaling this fungus.
Praise alchemy, it has discovered many secrets and created many miracles. Alchemy is the key given to us by God! "
Chen Bin frowned and ignored his mumbling, but still made up his mind and picked up a flamethrower gun.
"Use this. Those ink fountain lines seem to be made of beef tendon, and the utility knife can't cut it."
"Good idea, Chen, but we can't be here. Let's go outside. Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, which is when the moon is at its best. Under such beautiful moonlight, study a zombie and drink some red wine. There is still life. What could be happier than this?”
"It's better to drink some rice wine, and pair it with some sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
As Chen Bin said this, he and Ma Lei started pushing the cart with the coffin.
The coffin was really heavy, and when it was pushed outside, there were even beads of sweat on Mare's forehead.
He raised the flamethrower, paused, and then handed the flamethrower to Chen Bin, "Chen, why don't you come?"
"Why, you didn't think of creating an accomplice until now?" Chen Bin asked.
"Hahaha, so I say you Tang people are too complicated in your thinking. Do you know the sense of participation? This is the dream of both of us, so I hope you also have an unforgettable experience." Chen Bin happily took the spray gun , press the switch, and tongues of fire gush out from inside and begin to crawl on the surface of the coffin, burning through the tough ink lines, and the talismans attached to it are also burned to ashes.
Somehow, looking at the winding fire snake, Chen Bin and Ma Lei both felt their hearts heat up, as if they had been stung by something, stinging and itching.
The ink line was finally cleaned, and Chen Bin put his hand on the cover, feeling a biting chill in his palm.
There was another trace of hesitation in his heart, but with Mare's urging, he said nothing more and pushed down the cover together with him.
With a muffled sound, the cover fell to the ground, and a stream of white air surged out of the coffin.
Ma Lei didn't know when he put on a mask, and handed one to Chen Bin, "Be careful, there is some kind of fungus in it that causes corpse transformation. If you inhale it, you will get sick."
Chen Bin suddenly frowned, "Ma Lei, I have said it many times, it is not the fungus that causes the corpse transformation, but the Qi of the mountains, rivers and the earth. The corpse is nourished by the Qi of the earth before it transforms. Do you understand?"
Ma Lei laughed, "Chen, forget those strange rumors you read in the little book. Everything and all laws in this world are always inseparable from three things..."
"Steel, gunpowder, bacteria."
Chen Bin rolled his eyes, "I can already memorize it."
While they were chatting, the white air had dissipated. Ma Lei and Chen Bin stepped forward together and lowered their heads to look into the coffin.
The unique black beast uniform of the imperial general, the thick moiré cloth boots, and the red felt hat with a cyan two-eyed peacock feather on the back perfectly fit Chen Bin's stereotype of zombies.
No matter how tortured he was during his lifetime, the general always looked peaceful after his death.
"Ma Lei, he is breathing." Chen Bin said in surprise.
The zombie exhaled white air from its nostrils from time to time, and its stomach was moving in and out. It looked like it was sleeping, but its face was not very good.
"It's not him breathing, it's the fungus in his stomach that's breathing." Mare corrected.
But he didn't bother to say anything more. He just groped around the zombie's body and finally touched the zombie's face.
"Chen, I heard that people in the Tang Dynasty would put a copper coin in their mouth after death, while the royal family or high-ranking officials of the empire would often choose a luminous pearl."
"Why, are you interested in their treasures?"
"No! Things that glow for no apparent reason are not good for your health if you touch them too much."
As Marley spoke, he pressed his fingers on both sides of the zombie's cheeks, and he took out a dark bead and threw it aside.
"Chen, according to the legend in the monster novels, as soon as this night-light pearl leaves the zombie's mouth, these guys will immediately get up the corpse, but look, isn't this nothing?"
Ma Lei's eyes shone with excitement, as if he was demonstrating to Chen Bin.
The zombie did not change at all, just lying quietly.
"Forget about those novels and comics, Marley."
Chen Bin helplessly spread his hands. He must admit that most of the knowledge and information he had learned before were useless and even misled him.
You have to wake up early, why should you wait until now? (End of this chapter)