"Oh, boss! You are going to be struck by lightning if you waste natural resources like this!" The Fat Pig King was quite speechless when he heard that Chen Ming said that he did not intend to take away the Yuan Dynasty armor on the dead general.【,

"You kid took off all the dead people's clothes, so you're going to be struck by lightning!" Chen Ming rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. He turned around, looked at the other boys, waved, and then shouted

He shouted: "Hurry up, take what you need to bring, let's all leave quickly! Staying here underground makes me feel like an ancient corpse."

"Yes! Boss." The younger brothers agreed one after another and hurried up to move the bottles and jars of antiques.

Although everyone doesn't say it, they are more or less a little fussy about the ancient corpse in the coffin. Try not to go there or look there.

When packing large and small bags, you have to be careful not to crush the antiques inside. Although the barbarians in the mountains don't know why these bottles and cans are valuable. However, the boss, who works for others,

Having said that, let’s do it like this!

"Boss, didn't you say you don't want anything from a dead body? Then what is this in your hand?" The Fat Pig King asked curiously as he looked at the Rakshasa mask in Chen Ming's hand that had a very similar function.

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"Don't I always wear a plastic mask? Isn't it comfortable? Since this is prepared for war, and it is such a coincidence, it is also a Rakshasa, so I can use it for myself." Of course Chen Ming has his own wishful thinking.

Yes, wearing this kind of mask is much more comfortable than wearing a plastic one.

"Isn't it? Brother, your knife costs tens of thousands of yuan, and the mask you wear now is an antique from the Yuan Dynasty. How outrageous are you!" The fat man was quite speechless. Is Chen Ming's outfit like this?

Do you want to get a "magic outfit" together? Otherwise, get him a three-phase power, a blood-drinking sword, and an endless blade?

"Oh, I can't help my character!" Chen Ming's words made the Fat Pig King spit out two ounces of blood on the spot.

Chen Ming looked at the mask in his hand and didn't know what it was made of. It was warm and felt like a kind of jade, but it was very hard and like black iron. Especially the carving skills.

, this Rakshasa mask has been carved to life. If it is worn on a person's face, it must fit very well.

"Boss, you said that boy looks girly, but he is the type that little girls like. Why does he wear a mask to cover his face? Could it be that there is something shameful about this guy?"

The Pig King suddenly remembered the face of the Yuan Dynasty general and asked curiously.

"At that time, it was a barbaric age of war, just like Europe now. What they liked were muscular men, especially the rougher generals, the better. Especially in the battle above, they looked hateful

It is always more scary to kill the enemy; but if

Why should the enemy be afraid of this pretty boy? Maybe this Yuan Dynasty general wore the Rakshasa mask in order to intimidate the enemy in battle!" Chen Ming looked at the mask and suddenly

I feel like I want to put it on myself and try this taste.

"That's something that dead people have been wearing for hundreds of years, boss! If you want to wear it, you have to wash it first, right?" The Fat Pig King saw that Chen Ming was about to put the mask on his face, and immediately stopped him.
Chapter completed!