readx;?“ Demon coffin? Lei Zi swallowed: "You mean, this coffin is used to bury the old demon of Montenegro?" ”

Beard shook his head: "Then I don't know, I also heard the legend, it seems that no one has opened this kind of coffin yet." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" said, he approached the iron coffin and looked at it, and said: "That's right, the molten iron sealed coffin is indeed a demon coffin." ”

We looked at the beard with disdain, and he snorted, "Don't believe it? Let me tell you a story. It is said that in the period of the Republic of China, Changsha produced a warlord Zhang Yancheng, this person is said to have a different phase, five fingers are extremely long, infinite strength, this kind of hand is indeed strange in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of insiders, but know his origin, legend This kind of person is the descendant of the Lang General in the Fat Hill, there is already in ancient times, it is impossible to test what era appeared, Cao Cao set up a touch of the golden captain, is to imitate this kind of person. Sun Yat-sen's Northern Expedition asked Zhang Yancheng to prepare for military salaries, so he picked up his old business, the big waves washed the sand, and Changsha was empty for a time. This person has a trick to fight upside down, every time he digs out a coffin, first splash it with ox blood, if it's okay, then open the coffin to take things, if the coffin makes a strange sound, it means that the coffin is a zongzi, and then order the soldiers to carry the coffin out to expose it, and then open the coffin, if the ox blood poured on it seeps into the coffin, it means that there is a monster in the coffin, it is a demon coffin, and the coffin will be sealed with molten iron, dig a deep pit, and bury it deep underground. ”

After listening to Leizi, I looked at each other, and at the same time turned my head to look at the thimble.

Thimble nodded: "There is indeed such a legend in the line, the demon coffin that the beard said, called the whistle coffin in the mouth of the Tufuzi in Changsha, it is said that if the craftsman has to take the things in the coffin, he also seals the coffin with molten iron first, and then opens a small hole in the coffin cover, and touches the gold with one hand, if there is a mutation, then the hand is cut off to save his life, because the iron coffin with the opening is like a big whistle, so it is called the whistle coffin." ”

The beard's eyes lit up: "That's right, most of the demon coffins are whistle coffins, and there must be treasures in them." ”

"Wait." I pondered for a moment and said, "I can roughly understand what you are talking about about demon coffins or whistle coffins, but the problem is that the kind of coffins you are talking about have been excavated, and now this one is still intact in the veins and has not been touched." ”

The beard saliva is about to flow out: "That means that this is a demon coffin that has not been opened yet, we are finally not entering the palace haha!" As he spoke, he took the coffin and glanced at the lid of the coffin: "Tut-tut, there is no hole, this coffin is really a chick!" ”

Thimble pinched a handful of embroidery needles and said, "You don't really want to open the coffin, do you?" Look at your hands! ”

Hu Zi was stunned for a moment, then took his hands off the coffin and took a look, it was covered with blood, and his face changed in an instant: "Damn, it's broken?" ”

As soon as I looked at the bearded hands, I immediately felt that the coffin was becoming more and more ominous, and Lei Zi said: "What stole the corpse, could it be the monster in the coffin?" The blood on the coffin was poured on it when it ate human flesh? ”

The beard leaned on it, and it was also a little hairy, and he raised his gun and pointed it at the coffin, took two steps back, and said in a deep voice: "No, the blood is oozing out of the coffin." ”

"Get out!" Thimble waved his hand: "This coffin was given up halfway through being cleaned, let's not make a mistake." ”

As soon as he said this, we immediately raised our guns and began to retreat, and the flashlight slowly moved farther and farther away from the coffin.

We retreated all the way out of the minefield, and with the minefield as a barrier, everyone took a breather.

"Damn, what's the situation?" Beard screamed, which frightened us, and everyone turned their heads in unison, and saw that Beard looked at his hands, and his brows were furrowed, and then he raised his hands, and let us see, and we exclaimed at the same time, there was nothing on his hands!

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