Jundayi was originally engaged in this line of work, with quick technique and much faster speed than Zheng Moyan.

But half an hour later, the earth slope had been cut open, revealing the dark wooden coffin inside.

It's been several years since I was buried. It's not a stone sealed tomb. The rainwater flows down the earth slope, and the nails on the coffin are rusty.

The coat was shouldering the nail lifter, so it was easy to unload the nail.

He felt a little strange. It was so rusty that why did he open one?

After finishing his work, he looked back at Zheng Moyan:

"boss, it's almost done. You have to find out for yourself what's inside - I'm old and small, so I can't get angry and go home. The most I can do is to help you do the real work of opening the library. I still won't give you this money."

Zheng Moyan is not afraid of ghosts and gods. A Jin was not afraid of ghosts before he died. Is he afraid of ghosts after he died?

He waved his hand and said: "it's done. It's hard. I didn't want you to intervene in the later affairs. Let's have a rest and watch the wind for me."

It's almost five o'clock now. The chickens in the countryside begin to crow. Some old people will get up early. It's very embarrassing to be caught.

Looking back at Jiang Wu, she saw that she was not looking well and rubbed her hands nervously, so she motioned with her eyes:

"if you go back to the car and stay, I'll find out the chip. When it's ready, I'll get on the car and come to you."

Jiang Wu nodded stiffly.

Although she wanted to accompany Zheng Moyan and be a comrade in arms, she had never faced such a thing. She was timid and nervous, and could not force herself.

Back on the RV, he stood by the door and stared at Zheng Moyan's back --

with the strength of his shoulder, he pushed open the coffin.

Just listen to a bang, the board hit the ground, made a lot of noise.

The army coat walked a few steps away and looked warily to the side, for fear that the voice would bring others over, so he missed the expression on Zheng Moyan's face at the moment.

Jiang Fu looks really, she jumps down from the RV in a hurry.

"What's the matter?"

Eyes can't help but glance into the coffin, also Lengzheng in situ.

I thought I would see a lot of white bones, or some unspeakable scenes, but the coffin is empty, nothing, clean, even the possibility of deceiving the corpse is not!

The empty coffin seems to sneer at the intelligence of the people who opened the museum, and it also breaks all the clues gathered here.

"How can this happen? Where is ah Jin?"

Jiang Fu's voice is a little out of tune, and she can't help rising. When she realizes that she has lost her temper, she quickly covers her mouth.

Zheng Moyan's sharp eyes glanced at the military coat which he had avoided and knew it was not his suit.

Then he started the movie king mode and started acting with Jiang Wu.

He covers Jiang Fu's eyes, considerate let her not see, and then reach out, with the expression of disgust in the coffin.

Finally, his eyes brightened, and he put what he found into his pants pocket. Finally, he said:

"help me carry the coffin and cover it back!"

Ginger charm understand his meaning, silent squat down to help, such as the coffin board tightly re cover.

She just wiped the cold sweat on her face:

"what should I do now?"

"Let's go back."

Zheng Moyan reached out his hand, called back the army coat, and said with a smile:

"the thing has been found. It's very smooth, but I have to trouble you with the rest. You know, the smell is bad. I want to go back to take a bath early."

"Yes, it should be. Boss, you go first. I'll give it back to you."

The military coat nodded, rubbed his hands, and his face was full of hospitality.

Zheng Moyan took out a thick envelope from his arms with a smile and saw that it was 20000 yuan thick.

Army coat happily took over, and then picked up the shovel, the soil back to fill.