"You... you’re disregarding your own life... for money... huh..."
"No money, what’s the use of this life?"
Secretary Jin pulled out a dagger and rubbed it up and down Old Ding Dalin’s face: "Old thing, I’ll give you one more chance."
"I’ll open it... I’ll open it..."
"Good, what’s next?"
Secretary Jin let go, and Ding Dalin, clutching his neck, gasped for air before replying:
"Small temple tombs focus on confinent, large temple tombs focus on sealing. It’s all done to nail whatever is suppressed inside right here. To open this kind of tomb, there is no other way but to use a brute force thod to pry open a crack at the corner first and then pull it open with external force.
But I’m advising you, think it over, seriously."
"Heh, if you’re scared, go find a place to hide upstairs, don’t get in the way."
"Good advice falls on deaf ears..." Ding Dalin cast one last glance at the pit before climbing out, then out of the fishpond and onto the outside.
He picked up the Compass again, cradling it in his arms, bowing his head and muttering under his breath as if praying.
"Xiao Yuan, that old man wasn’t the boss after all, huh?"
"When he can lead everyone to make money, he is the boss. If he becos an obstacle to earning money, then he is not."
Li Zhiyuan realized, Old Ding had recognized the temple tomb, but obviously, his words were useless now.
Hooks were fixed one by one; this side signaled with a gesture, and then the machines started on the other side.
But the cables were tense, and still the top couldn’t be removed; it rely made the do topple slightly out of place.
Which ans, this pagoda, was skew.
"Go down and pry!" Secretary Jin had now replaced Ding Dalin as the commander.
A group of divers began to pry and smash with tools, all busy and sweating profusely, as ti also ticked away second by second.
"Xiao Yuan, how co they can’t open it yet?" Run Sheng yawned; he was starting to feel sleepy.
Li Zhiyuan also felt sowhat bored, roughly estimating that this group of divers had been busy for nearly two hours now.
During this ti, so people left due to exhaustion and were replaced with new people who continued to work, presumably taking turns with those on watch duty.
"Crack..."
Hearing this sound, Li Zhiyuan and Run Sheng both quickly perked up; it seed there was finally so progress.
There was a crack opened, next would be easier to break the wall, accompanied by the "creak creak" sounds of winching ropes, eventually, the cable violently retracted, flipping the dod top entirely open, revealing the inside.
For now, it was not clear whether it was the top of the pagoda or the passageway of the tomb chamber.
The experienced divers all retreated, no one foolishly rushing in at this ti.
After a while, seeing no activity inside, Secretary Jin threw several flares inside, but it seed very deep, the brightness extinguished soon after entering.
One of the divers brought over a long pole, tying a rooster to the top of the pole and probing it inside. After a while, when the pole was retracted, the rooster was still alive.
"Below is safe."
The pole was thrown away imdiately, landing far away.
Secretary Jin nodded: "Descend and explore."
Two divers strapped ropes around themselves and formally entered the tomb.
"Xiao Yuan, what should we do, the Corpse hasn’t co out yet, hope they don’t really rob it successfully."
Li Zhiyuan sighed and said, "Then we..."
Just then, Li Zhiyuan saw Ding Dalin walking towards the rooster still tied to the pole; he squatted down, reaching out.
The rooster suddenly broke free from its binds and pecked his hand fiercely.
This scene, Li Zhiyuan saw clearly from above, but even he could not comprehend how the rooster managed to do that.
Because on the pole, there were still the rooster’s feathers and even skin, it had almost popped out of its own shell to peck soone.
And after pecking, it seed even more excited, frantically clucking "cluck cluck cluck" on the spot.
This image was eerily unsettling; although often eating chicken, it was Li Zhiyuan’s first ti seeing a bloody chicken moving about.
Ding Dalin, not caring about the hole bleeding on his palm, turned his head and shouted at Secretary Jin and his people:
"It’s out, it’s out, it’s out!"
"Old thing, keep it down!" Secretary Jin cursed.
At that ti, all the divers were gathered around the entrance of the fishpond, waiting for a response from inside, and due to the line of sight, they couldn’t see the rooster.
Secretary Jin pointed to one person: "You, go up and see what’s wrong with the old man."
"Okay."
Before that person could move, the two ropes started to signal a pull; aning the two who went inside were ready to co out.
Everyone outside breathed a sigh of relief; it seed safe inside, and now they just waited for the two who went in to co out and explain the situation before everyone could go in and move stuff.
Secretary Jin ordered: "Pull up the ropes."
The people outside began to pull the ropes, not to drag them out, but to slowly lift the ropes, indicating the two inside were steadily walking out.
Before long, they erged.
"There are good things inside, lots of good things!"
"So many things, but too heavy; the two of us couldn’t carry them. There’s also a coffin, a black one tied with chains, very stately. Definitely treasures inside!"
Faces lit up with excitent, so went up to help the two divers untie the ropes.
But just then, the two people untied their own ropes.
Not with hands, but their whole bodies, from their own clothes, no, from the tops of their own heads, ca out.
"There are good things inside, lots of good things!"
"Hurry and move them, hurry up and move!"
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