The entire burial chamber was built according to the Ming style, with a vaulted roof above and upright gables on both sides. The place where the fat man and Master Ma fell was above the corridor into the middle hall.

The stone door leading to the corridor of the main hall is closed, and it looks very heavy. On the opposite side of the stone gate are two back rooms that resemble caves. It stands to reason that in the conventional Ming tombs, the east side is the husband, and the west side is the woman. On the contrary, it is not nothing, but most of the women are more noble than the men. will respect the East.

At this time, the fat man was standing in front of a backroom, and he didn't know what direction it was, but it was probably which one was on the left. The backroom on the left is the same as the other, and the wooden planks on it are not rotten.

The fat man casually touched the board, and immediately noticed that something was wrong with the touch. I scraped it with my fingernails, and I immediately scraped off a lot of sawdust.

The wooden seal was completely rotten, but its general shape was still there. As soon as the fat man kicked over, the rotten wooden board was completely kicked into pieces.

There was a bang, what the fat man didn't expect was that the fragments of the baffle that he kicked off fell backwards, and the fat man, who thought that there was also dry ground behind him, clearly heard the sound of things falling into the water.

Without thinking much about it, the fat man glanced back at Master Ma. Master Ma hurriedly came back to him, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Master Jun, I'm right, there must be stagnant water under this tomb, but why is this water only accumulating in the back room?" As he spoke, Master Ma had already walked to the front of the sealing board.

The fat man ignored it, and kicked all the planks into pieces, which should have been made of local materials, and most of them used the main poles of the trees in this place.

The process of processing these woods in the Central Plains is extremely complicated, with no less than a dozen processes in between. The estimation here is that only cooked tung oil is poured, and there is no process similar to that of tightening wood plywood.

There are no bugs here, which is a special case in the primeval forests of the southwest. Therefore, the only reason for the suffocation of the planks is that the water in the Backrooms erodes it.

The wooden crumbs in the corners were cleaned out one by one, and the fat man and Master Ma stood at the door and looked in, the inside was not big, it was a brick room that went straight in and out, and the two of them stood on the side and didn't go in.

There is only a space in the back room, which is no more than two meters wide and more than four meters long, and there is no direct view of the coffin inside, because the coffin is soaked in water.

The coffin was blackened and about to decay, but it didn't come up because of the pressure of the water. I don't know how deep the water is, but I can see that only half of the black coffin is exposed, and it is about five or six inches.

"The prince of this Donghu country likes to be very distinctive, and he builds a swimming pool in his own tomb." The fat man pinched his chin and glanced at Master Ma again.

Master Ma leaned out and took a step in, and immediately the fat man saw him stretch out his feet into the water in the back room in front of him, but he didn't expect that this back room was like a pool, Master Ma stepped into it, and he didn't keep his mind, and half of his legs completely sank.

The fat man hurriedly grabbed it, which frightened Master Ma a lot, and hurriedly pulled back his leg a few times: "Oh, oh, my mother, this is a tomb." ”

"Don't you say this is the Ming Tomb, why, now it's ......"

Before he finished speaking, Master Ma gasped and hurriedly waved his hand: "Master Jun, I'm also a little blind, I can't understand this pattern." ”

The fat man grinned: "I heard what you said just now, why don't you understand it now." The fat man searched around, and the ground was full of dry soil, and there was not a single stone that could be thrown down to measure the depth.

"Hey, you don't know about this, others give information and money in this business, I just showed people the land, the land was chosen, I waited on it, I haven't really fought a few times, add this time, and it's not enough to make up a palm."

"Co-authored ......"

Just when the fat man and Master Ma were arguing, suddenly there was a noise on the water, and the two immediately turned their heads to look, and the water surface didn't know why it had been rippling waves at this time, and these floating waves were centered on the coffin in the water, and it seemed that something in the coffin knocked on the coffin board just now.

"Hey, Master Jun, you can tell me right this time, sure enough, there are already zongzi in this defeat hole, or let's find a way to go up."

The fat man glanced at Master Ma, he had just stepped on the air in the water, and it took a while to recover, and now he was jumped by the sound in the coffin, and he was even more flustered at this time, and at this time he was already cowering sideways to the back of the fat man.

The fat man looked at the hole on the top of the treasure, there was still thunder outside, and it was already raining now, the key rain was not small, and the small hole was already pouring water into it like a stream.

"Go up, how can you go up, even if you can really fly up, you fucking want to be like those bastards?" The fat man pointed to the charred corpse on the ground that was being poured by the rain.

Master Ma hurriedly put his hands on his chest and waved his hand: "I can't go up, let's not talk about it first, can you take care of that thing first." ”

Seeing that Master Ma looked flustered, the second half of the sentence was almost crying, and he also pointed to the direction of the coffin behind the fat man. The fat man realized that something was wrong, and immediately turned around, only to find that the coffin board had been lifted a little.

The coffin board is nailed, and at this time the nail has been exposed, because the nail is in the wood all the year round, so it is not rotten and rusty, and the light of the fat man shines on it, and it reflects the light.

Suddenly, there was another clang, and the surface of the water rippled again. And this time the coffin board has been knocked out for the most part, and the nails are about to come off.

Master Ma took a few steps back again, and the corner of the fat man's eyes squeezed: "I'm afraid of a bird, look at what it is?" The fat man shook the rifle he was holding on his chest a few times.

After seeing another impact in the coffin, the fat man immediately opened the safety and pulled the gun chamber with two clicks: "5.8 mm caliber, whatever it is, it will be broken." ”

The fat man was full of blood at that time, and he had a weapon in his hand. And at that time, it was the peak state of the fat man, no matter what monster came, in front of the fat man, he would not take a step back.

Seeing this, Master Ma smiled bitterly twice. The fat man knew what Master Ma was intending to do. After death, the corpse is a corpse, and the corpse does not decay into stiffness, and the stiffness is only because of the problem of the tomb environment or the coffin environment to keep the corpse after death from decay. And because of the burial ground and the feng shui pattern, the stiff posture will give birth to some strange things.

Why does the corpse after death become the so-called white and black murder or zongzi drought, no one knows, anyway, the road is evil, and it will take eight lifetimes to open the tomb and meet these. In fact, these things are not very common, and encountering them is no less than the odds of winning the lottery.

In my later research, there is probably a fairly reliable conjecture about this kind of thing. In a certain branch of the North American rainforest biome, there is such a creature, they are a kind of parasite, the human eye can not see, this small parasite has no ability to attack, but they can parasitize into the body of ants, slowly accumulate more and more, ants will die, and from the outside, these ants still have the ability to act, and it is these fungi-like parasites that control ants.

So my guess is probably that after death, maybe because of the burial location, some parasitic ant-like creatures are drilled into the corpse, and slowly the corpse becomes the host of those things, and the attack behavior of these things may also be that they are looking for a new host.

"Do you want to think about it?" Master Ma in the back saw that the fat man was coming hard, so he asked in a low voice.

"What else to consider, it's still unstable after hundreds of years of death, let me clean it up today." As the fat man spoke, he had already picked up the gun in his hand, and immediately aimed at the coffin board, and his index finger buckled down, which was a series of three or three shots.

Click.

The bullet came out of the chamber like a sharp sword and hit the coffin board. The sawdust shattered and flew out, and the coffin board was different from the sealing board, which looked dark and rotten, but when the bullet hit, it could feel unusually strong.

And the sound of bullets hitting them is also a little weird. The fat man listened to it, how it was so like the sound of rubble splashing on the rocks.

At this time, looking at the coffin, there was only a little skin on the coffin board, and the sawdust that had just splashed out was only the layer on the surface that was bounced off.

"It's not like ordinary wood, well......" Master Ma touched his beard and thought about it, and immediately felt like an initiation: "This old coffin is made of gloomy wood. ”

The fat man was a little angry, hummed and sneered twice, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and touched his waist, and the fragmentation grenade was already in his hand.

"Master Jun, no, you threw this thunder over, in such a big place, we will also suffer." Master Ma retreated more and more, and his back was almost leaning against the front wall of the main hall.

"Go over there." The fat man turned his head and pointed to the corner of the Backrooms.

Master Ma knew the meaning at a glance, and walked to the corner of the main hall in a gray manner. The fat man's dozen bullets didn't have any effect on the contents of the coffin, and one of the guys inside was still trying to smash the coffin board open.

When the fat man saw that Master Ma had arrived, he didn't hesitate any longer, directly pulled the pull ring, and threw it towards the half-palm-wide gap on the coffin board.

The fat man quickly dodged to Master Ma's position. Master Ma squatted and shrunk in the corner, he seemed to want to say something, but as soon as the fat man approached, he immediately sent back a loud noise.

The destructive power of this fragmentation grenade is not much, mainly due to the fragmentation damage after its explosion. So hopefully it will blow open the coffin, which is not very likely, and the coffin is still as gloomy as cast iron.

"That's not right, Master Jun." Master Ma, who was in the corner, barked at the fat man on the side.

Without his reminder, the fat man himself felt it, although the loud noise was muffled, but the shock force was very strong. At this time, the fat man and Master Ma in the corner have been inexplicably shaken.