Chapter 441: Gorgeous Copper Coffin

After a while, Zhang Xingyu slapped his forehead and then jumped up excitedly.

"Got rich, got rich!"

"Hey Sunday, don't just play. Look, we are both poor and white, can you get all the treasures in the restriction out first?"

"Treasure? Are you talking about these junk things?" Sunday reached out and took a golden copper bell from the restriction, turned his head and asked Zhang Xingyu.

"Yes, yes, that's these things. Hey, hey, hey, Sunday, be careful, don't break them!" Seeing Sunday throw the copper bell away casually, Zhang Xingyu hurriedly reminded him.

Sunday didn't care, grabbing the treasures in the restriction and throwing them out.

"Hey, hey, Sunday, don't throw them around, it will be a big loss if you break them." Zhang Xingyu was sweating profusely.

One minute later, Zhang Xingyu stopped panting, he reached out and touched the crystal-clear sweat on his forehead, and then carefully put the treasures in his hand into his storage ring. In this minute, Sunday threw out nine different treasures, each different. Fortunately, Zhang Xingyu was agile, so he didn't let the treasures thrown by Sunday fall to the ground.

After resting for a while, he dragged Sunday to another stone pillar. This time, as soon as Sunday reached his hand into the light curtain, nine sharp sword lights stabbed at his chest. Zhang Xingyu was about to remind Sunday to dodge, but saw Sunday reach out and grab all nine sword lights into his hand.

One hour later, when Sunday finished touching the last stone pillar, Zhang Xingyu hugged him excitedly.

"Sunday, we got rich, got rich. When we go out from here, I will definitely buy you lots and lots of delicious food, so that your belly will always be full."

"Then it's a deal. Although I'm small, Master, you can't lie to me."

"Don't worry, don't worry. Master never lies to children. Also, Master asks you, where did you learn your Shandong accent?"

"What?"

Passing through thirty-six stone pillars, the two stopped in the center of the tomb chamber. In the center of the tomb chamber, there was a nine-story high platform. The high platform was built of large pieces of Soul-Absorbing Stone, each piece weighing ten thousand catties, and the surface was carved with crooked runes. On the southeast, northwest, and four directions of each layer of the high platform, there was a golden flag, and each flag was embroidered with patterns of divine beasts. Although there was no wind in the tomb chamber, the flags moved without wind, and the hunting flag sounds seemed to have various divine beasts roaring.

Zhang Xingyu walked forward slowly. In front of him, Sunday had already rushed to the high platform like a small rabbit. Before long, he ran to the first floor of the high platform, followed by the second floor, the third floor. In a few jumps, he ran to the ninth floor. Standing on the ninth floor, he waved at Zhang Xingyu hard again, and kept shouting at Zhang Xingyu.

Although he couldn't hear what he was shouting, Zhang Xingyu still quickened his pace. Arriving near the high platform, Zhang Xingyu couldn't help but have a feeling of wanting to worship. He steadied his mind and stepped onto the stone steps of the high platform. Every step he took, the stone steps would make a crisp sound. After a series of footsteps, these sounds gathered into a melodious tune, initially like a swallow's whisper, then like a magpie's happy laughter, then like a cuckoo's lonely cry, and finally like a cuckoo's mournful sorrow.

Zhang Xingyu walked slowly to the first floor of the steps. The moment he stepped on the steps, four divine beasts floated out from the flags fluttering on the first floor. They blocked Zhang Xingyu's way, baring their teeth at Zhang Xingyu, as if issuing a severe warning to Zhang Xingyu.

"Sunday, save me!" Seeing the way ahead blocked, Zhang Xingyu looked up and shouted.

As soon as his voice fell, a black shadow descended from the sky: "Oh, Master, you are really troublesome!" Sunday complained to Zhang Xingyu with dissatisfaction.

Seeing Sunday appear, the four divine beasts seemed to have met their nemesis, and they all lay on the ground trembling.

Zhang Xingyu looked at Sunday, then looked at those divine beasts, and couldn't help but feel cool in his heart: he had picked up a treasure, a super big treasure, a treasure that even divine beasts were afraid of. From now on, as long as he brought Sunday by his side, he wouldn't have to walk sideways?

With Sunday opening the way in front, the next few floors were unimpeded. In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhang Xingyu arrived at the ninth floor of the high platform. The ninth floor of the high platform was not large, only thirty-four square meters. In the center of the high platform, a gorgeous copper coffin was placed, two meters high and five or six meters long.

The two walked around the copper coffin. This copper coffin looked very extraordinary, and the surface of the copper coffin was carved with the sun, moon, and stars. Between the sun, moon, and stars, a god stood independently on the stars. He wore a golden crown, had fire-red wings on his back, a bright moon on his head, and held dazzling stars in his hands, as if he were the master of the entire universe.

Judging from these carvings on the copper coffin, the owner of this copper coffin was likely an ancient God King. Unexpectedly, he had broken into the grave of a God King. The grave of a God King, he didn't know whether he should be happy or terrified?

Forget it, it's better not to disturb the peace of the God King.

"Crack!" Zhang Xingyu was about to call Sunday to leave, but suddenly a crisp sound rang in his ears. He followed the sound and found that Sunday was pushing the coffin lid with his butt stuck out.

"Sunday, stop!"

He had just shouted, and the gorgeous coffin lid had been pushed open by Sunday for more than half.

Sunday looked into the copper coffin and then shouted excitedly at Zhang Xingyu: "Master, come and see, there is a person lying inside."

Zhang Xingyu's brows wrinkled into two small hills. Forget it, since it's already open, let's go over and take a look.

"Sorry to disturb! Don't blame, don't blame!"

Zhang Xingyu bowed to the copper coffin, and only then carefully looked into the copper coffin.

Inside the copper coffin lay a crystal-clear God Source Stone, and in the God Source Stone lay a woman in a hemp dress and cloth skirt. The woman was not old, her appearance was ordinary, but Zhang Xingyu recognized her at a glance. He had met this woman. In the stone door at the bottom of the lagoon, he met a farmer who caught a divine dragon to make soup, and this woman was the farmer's wife.

Zhang Xingyu bowed to the woman in the copper coffin: "Sin, sin! Sister-in-law, don't blame, sister-in-law, don't blame!"

While muttering, he reached out to push the coffin lid. Unfortunately, the coffin lid didn't move.

The coffin lid was as heavy as a mountain.

Zhang Xingyu thought for a moment and decided to call Sunday to help. Sunday, this guy, just pushed open the coffin lid easily, and the strength in his body was quite strong.

"Crack!" The coffin lid finally closed. Zhang Xingyu let out a breath and dragged Sunday out.

Just then, a white light suddenly descended above the copper coffin. A moment later, the copper coffin slowly flew up. It flew off the high platform, flew over the stone pillars, and flew toward a door behind the high platform. ===== CHAPTER 442 =====