Three feet deep, digging up quickly, there was a dull sound of "bell", and the shovel had already touched the hard thing underground.

"Fatty, you've hit the bottom." I screamed, and my heart became even more uneasy, not knowing what was under the dirt.

"Okay, after picking up the ancestors, let's go back and have a good drink." The fat man shook his arm, and his movements were noticeably faster.

There was a burst of mobile phone ringing from the "Ringing Bell".

"Ahh.......h Nima. The fat man exclaimed.

I picked up the phone and said angrily, "Hey, Miss Duanmu, what kind of calls are you making on the first day of the new year?" ”

The fat man turned sideways and saw me answering the phone, and scolded: "Nima, I thought you were your ancestor."

Chapter 43 of "The Strange Story of the Undertaker" The bronze coffin is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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