Klein arrived at the ruins of hamnaputra at night while his friends were asleep.


    With the prompt of coordinates, he easily found Evelyn and her party who were constantly exploring in the tomb and witnessed the conflict at the foot of the giant statue of death.


    "The black Sutra of the dead."


    Staring at the secret grid engraved with mysterious inscriptions "between death''s legs", he muttered to himself.


    Compared with the "Black Book of the dead" itself, the ancient magic method recorded above is what interests him more.


    However, this is not the time.


    ......


    Evelyn, Jonathan and Richard are digging the soil layer above their heads


    To be exact, only Jonathan and Richard were digging, and Evelyn was watching.


    "Are you sure... There must be something on this...?"


    After all, Jonathan is a professional liar, not a professional digger.


    After digging for a while, he gasped out of breath and doubted his sister''s judgment.


    "According to my knowledge... Yes."


    In fact, Evelyn is not sure.


    But now, she is willing to trust the intuition in her heart.


    Paused, she explained.


    "Now we are under the stone statue. According to these hieroglyphs, we should dig up between its legs..."


    After hearing this, Richard and Jonathan''s eyes became a little unnatural.


    But Evelyn went on as if she didn''t see the expression on the faces of the two men.


    "While those people are asleep, we dig secretly, so that we can get the treasure between death''s legs before them!"


    Evelyn is excited.


    But Jonathan and Richard had little reaction.


    They looked at each other, and finally Jonathan said.


    "You mean those dead Yankees won''t find out... Oh, sorry."


    He looked at Richard.


    "I forgot, you are also an American."


    "Don''t care about me."


    His mouth didn''t care, but his face pulled down.


    Richard had no choice but to continue waving his shovel.


    "Of course, those dead Yankees will never... Oh, sorry."


    Following her brother''s words, Evelyn unconsciously followed the title with contempt and ridicule.


    After opening her mouth, she felt something wrong and quickly apologized.


    "It''s okay, hehe, it''s okay."


    Three black lines came out of Richard''s head and shoveled down a large piece of dirt.


    After patrolling around, he asked suspiciously.


    "So, where''s our lovely little fat man?"


    ......


    Drilling through the low and narrow tomb path, the fat warden raised the torch and walked forward carefully.


    He''s here to make a fortune!


    But those Americans occupied the main treasure. He had no choice but to try his luck elsewhere.


    "Hoo Hoo ~"


    Big mouth big mouth breathing, muddy air, fat prison crawling, suddenly came to an open tomb.


    Did you really run into yourself?


    You deserve to be rich!


    Excited, he quickly stood up and looked around with the light of the torch.


    It''s very empty here. There''s almost nothing. The gods of wolf head and Eagle head are engraved on the surrounding walls.


    That''s not the point.


    The point is that there are pieces of blue gold melted into the shape of beetles on those gods!


    "Aha!"


    The fat prison hurried forward and stroked the pieces of blue gold with his rough big hand.


    This is all money!


    Drawing out his knife, he began to pry the pieces of blue gold in the shape of beetles. In the dim light of the torch, he first appreciated these little cute for two seconds, and then impatiently put the "gold nuggets" into his carry on cloth bag.


    "One, two, three... Hey, hey, I''m rich."


    Blue gold is not common in the market and can be sold at a high price.


    There are such treasures everywhere on the walls around here. Even if he can''t get the 20.5% treasure agreed with Evelyn this time, these blue gold alone is enough to make him go back and become a rich man.


    "Patter."


    Thinking of a better life in the future, the distracted fat warden loosened his hand and dropped a piece of blue gold.


    He looked down and didn''t care. He just continued to pry other gold pieces on the wall with a knife.


    And just then, a sudden change occurred!


    The "Blue Gold" with metallic luster on the ground suddenly broke, and a scarab with the size of a quarter of the palm was drilled out of it!


    The Scarab was very fast. After breaking its shell, it turned over and began to look for the breath of living people.


    "Squeak!"


    The two constantly opening and closing mouths, like razors, easily cut the leather boots of the fat prison and went into his thigh along the soles of his feet!


    "Huh?"


    Still in extreme excitement, the fat prison couldn''t react for a moment.


    It was not until the severe pain spread all over his lower limbs that he screamed in horror, with deep horror in his eyes.


    All the way up, the Scarab walked smoothly in the fat prison, but in three or five seconds, a moving drum came to the chest of the fat prison along the thigh!


    Seeing that it was about to get into the brain, the shadow of death suddenly shrouded in the heart.


    Fat prison is unable to think at all and can only shout instinctively.


    But no one came to help him


    "Dying!"


    A thought flashed in my heart, and the fat prison began to walk the lantern in front of me.


    But just then, a snapping finger sounded in the tomb, and the beetle under the skin of the fat prison''s face suddenly stopped moving.


    "Greed is the original sin of mankind."


    Klein walked into the tomb silently and sighed softly.


    "Ignorance is even more sad."


    "You... Who are you... How are you?"


    There was something stuck on his face, and even his speech was very painful. Looking at the strange young man who appeared in the tomb, the fat warden felt no less afraid than being drilled into his skin by a beetle.


    "Me? My identity is not worth mentioning. I''m just a passing tourist."


    Klein smiled and stretched out his hand.


    The Scarab stuck in the fat prison''s face was sucked out at once.


    In a rather painful way, of course.


    "Good."


    Although the Scarab in the palm just came out of the human body, there was no blood on it.


    It has a strange luster as a whole. Its shell is bright and looks very good. But it''s been sealed for too long. I''ve been tossing around just now. The little guy looks a little bad


    In his last life, Klein was very fond of raising scarabs and even did a research on "Scarab shell maintenance". But now, he doesn''t have much energy to play with flowers (cannibals) and beetles (scarabs).


    He turned his head and looked at the fat warden who was broken and lame.


    Klein smiled.


    "Tell me, what on earth do you think to treat this kind of thing as a baby?"


    "I..."


    The young man in front of me is very afraid of fat prison.


    The other party was obviously not tall, but somehow he had the illusion of being looked down.