I vaguely recalled that Wu Laogou's diary had drawn a scene very similar to what I was looking for.

"Shhhh

I gasped and hurriedly searched my body for the diary, which I remembered I had with me before I set off.

But no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find it.

"What are you looking for?"

Uncle Nine looked over with some curiosity, and at this moment, the diary I had been looking for suddenly fell out of my arms.

It looks like it's just stuck in the tattered tights, and it's a blessing that it's not lost.

I picked up the journal and blew the dust on it, and in the light of the torches, the crumpled diary was marked with three beautiful little print.

"Wu Wenju."

Wu Wenju is the godfather's real name, he rarely mentioned it to others, and at this time, Uncle Jiu's gaze inadvertently swept here as if he had been suddenly electrocuted, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

His eyes were full of horror, and even cold sweat instantly flowed from his forehead.

"Uncle Nine, what's wrong with you..."

Long Tsai hurriedly helped Uncle Nine up, and Uncle Nine in front of him seemed to realize that he was a little out of shape, and hurriedly stood up and pretended to smile at us.

"Low blood sugar, I've always had a small problem with my body."

The horror he had shown when he saw the name on the diary was all in my eyes, and I instantly had doubts in my heart, which I really felt a little incredible.

Recalling that when the fat man introduced his godfather to me, Uncle Nine didn't show too much surprise when he knew that I was Wu Laogou's godson.

also said that he had a relationship with Wu Laogou when he was young.

I closed my eyes and couldn't help but think about the connection between the two, Uncle Nine must have something to hide from everyone, and it seems to be related to Wu Laogou.

My strange behavior at this point caught the attention of the others, and the fat man came over and asked me what was wrong.

I pretended to be fine, and hurriedly flipped open the diary in my hand to find the traces of that page.

Sure enough, on one of the pages of the diary, I really found the exact same scene in front of my eyes, which was scribbled by Uncle Jiu.

Although it looks a little crooked, if you look closely, you can see that the pattern drawn in the diary is exactly the same as the three coffins in front of you.

Not only that, but there is a cross drawn at the bottom of the page, as if it means something.

My mood is a little complicated, it seems that Wu Wenju must have been here back then, he went all over the poor mountain evil tomb to find the whereabouts of Yangzhu in order to resurrect Sanniang.

Because I didn't have any heirs who knew me in the fortifications of the Japanese army 800 meters underground, they had to recognize me as my godson, and I was hit by the mechanism in the tomb and lost a pair of eyes and life.

The scenes of decades ago are still flowing in my mind, and since then I have gradually changed my view of good and evil.

At this moment, other people also discovered the pattern of the notebook in my hand, and it was not just the fat man and the ninth uncle that Wu Laogou broke into the famous name back then.

Even Xiao Baimian seems to have heard about it through some channel, but Wu Laogou doesn't seem to have much to do with this matter.

Except for the similarity of the pictures in the diary, I didn't analyze anything, so I had to gradually close the diary and store it close to my body, carefully probing the three strange coffins in front of me.

If the strange coffins on the left and right sides were quietly moved, then how could they not be noticed by us.

Not to mention the iron coffin next to it, even this golden coffin weighs several tons, how can ordinary people move it?

I raised the torch and walked a little bit towards the coffins, and the huge golden coffin had a crack in it, and I couldn't see anything when I looked inside.

Until I inadvertently looked at the stone bricks under my feet, I faintly found strange colors, these bright dyes were printed on the ground of the stone platform for thousands of years, and they have not been completely corroded.

It instantly aroused the interest of Uncle Nine and me, and finally several of us stuck the torches on the ground, and we all stood at a special angle.

Only then did I find out that the plane of the entire stone platform was a mural, and this mural depicted an extremely grand scene.

The dark green dye depicts the mountains, rivers and streams, and the mountains are dissipated with large dark clouds, and there are faint black thunder and lightning flashing.

Many laborers dressed in coarse cloth are mining rocks, but the mountain looks different from the shape of the mountain.

Because the geology of Panshan has been steep since ancient times, it is not suitable for the growth of trees, and earthquakes occur all year round.

The scene in the mural at the foot of the foot in front of me is full of vitality, and the mountains are like the scenery of the western part of Yunnan.

As I continued to look at the mural, I suddenly noticed a group of people at the foot of the mountain carrying the coffin towards the mountain.

They were huddled in black robes and could not see their faces, which could be barely seen on the blurry murals.

It seems that the craftsman who painted did it on purpose.

"What does that mean?"

I couldn't help but scratch my head, and when I looked at the three coffins lined up in front of me, I was surprised to find that the original golden coffin was very similar to the appearance depicted in the mural.

At the end of the huge mural, there were several smaller and dark pictures, which were almost ignored by Uncle Jiu and me when they were hidden in the dark.

"Look, the monsters depicted on this mural don't look like the things we just encountered in the dark."

Following the guidance of Uncle Jiu's voice, my gaze gradually swept to the second dimer mural, this time the meaning of the pattern was more concise and clear.

It was in the stone room, and a monkey suddenly fell into a boiling point furnace, and then the picture changed.

This monkey is actually covered with turquoise scales, and its dark green eyes emit an eerie light, which makes people can't help but associate it with the image of evil spirits in hell.

This thing is called Kui, and Fat Cheng just told me about it by the fire.

"Shhhhh

I couldn't help but gasp at this time, how could the fat man know the scenes recorded in these murals in front of me.

Could it be that while we fell into the abyss and fell into a coma, he had already secretly climbed up the high platform to peek at everything.

I couldn't help but look at the fat man's back, he also seemed to be aware of it and gradually turned back, and I hurriedly turned my head to hide it for fear of being noticed by him.

I began to wonder more and more, what was the secret he was talking about?

Maybe the secret is in the coffin.

Even if the fat man has been here, the three coffins in front of him will definitely be difficult to open with his own strength.

I closed my eyes and thought about it for a while, thinking that although I couldn't figure it out, I would just prove it with practice.

Seeing that I wanted to open the coffin, Long Tsai rubbed his hands and went straight to the golden coffin, Long Tsai's strength was undoubted, if he hadn't had a leg injury, maybe he would have really pulled the five of us up from the abyss at that time.