Chapter three hundred and eighty eight: tiger head copper coffin(2/2)
Man, you understand!”
As he said this, he saw Liao Qiu blinking at him.
"Hey, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry!"
Facing Liao Qiu's bid, he just closed the Ziwei shell with a smile, neither refusing nor agreeing.
Let him think it over carefully before speaking.
Even if he really wanted to sell it, he would not be short of money, so he would naturally have to ask this underworld God of Wealth to come up with something good.
"There's something in the puddle!"
The bad old man's words caused everyone's eyes to be fixed on the puddle again.
Ding Xiaoyi approached the edge of the puddle and saw the mud and stones below flying around as the tentacles of the big head waved.
After improving in strength, the fine scales on the big head opened slightly, and each tentacle was as efficient as a pangolin.
I saw that the stone underneath was dug up by it.
Gradually, a bronze tiger head appeared in front of everyone.
The tiger's head looked cold and angry, holding a sword in its mouth.
He was not angry, but full of murderous intent. When he dug his head here, he stopped in fear.
"It's okay, keep digging!"
The old man urged, he had already stood up and looked at the tiger's head seriously.
Not only him, but also Bai Pangpang and the other three.
I don’t know how many secrets have been buried under the underworld since ancient times.
There are many things that bury themselves in the underworld, trying to use the underworld to avoid the underworld's pursuit.
There are by no means a handful of such outstanding figures.
Just like the fish intestine sword.
Da Tou did not continue, but looked at Ding Xiaoyi.
After getting Ding Xiaoyi's affirmative look, he continued to dig.
As the big head continues to dig down.
There seems to be something connected to the back of the tiger's head. After the big head digs up the gravel, it pulls it out hard.
Only then did I see that it was a coffin.
Tiger head copper coffin!
"coffin??"
When he saw it was a coffin, his heart skipped a beat and he felt very uncomfortable.
Let Datou move the coffin out first.
No matter what is in the coffin, as long as it is your own one-third of an acre, you are not afraid of what trouble the contents in the coffin may cause.
"How could it be a coffin?"
After the coffin was dragged up, Ding Xiaoyi asked Old Man Zao while carefully looking around the coffin.
Chapter completed!