I fell to the ground with my legs limp.

The face was skeletal and looked like it had been asleep and dried for a long time. But despite his terrifying appearance, he could still see at a glance that his facial features were exactly the same as mine.

His eyes were slightly closed, his hands drooped naturally, and he sat upright in the coffin.

Tuso asked coldly at this time, "Who are you?" ”

Who am I? I can't even give myself an answer right now.

I originally thought I was just a young proprietor of the thatched cottage, a soldier, and an idle rich second generation.

But what about now? Who am I?

I am the grandson of Xiao Baoshan, the heir to the corpse? Am I the master of the Snow Wolf Clan Tuso? Or am I just a dead man?

My mind was instantly in a mess and I couldn't even think.

Yu Nian looked at the person on the coffin in a daze for a long time, and finally seemed to find something inside the coffin.

After she took it out, I saw that it was a roll of bamboo slips.

The hemp rope tied to the bamboo slips had rotted and broken, and only a few bamboo strips remained.

Yu Nian took advantage of the altar and placed the bamboo sticks on it in order.

The words on this are different from ordinary words, but Yu Nian can recognize them. After reading through it quickly, the expression on his face became very complicated.

After Yu Nian's retelling, we knew that this bamboo slip was the introduction of the life of the owner in this coffin.

The owner of this coffin is named Meng Luo, born in the late Southern Song Dynasty, and is the ancestor of the corpse craftsman's profession.

At that time, Monroe led three sworn brothers to run all the dead man's business, and later the four brothers started a family and divided the corpse craftsmen into four branches.

In the past 100 years, the interdependence of the four doors has developed rapidly.

As the ancestor of the corpse craftsman, Monro has accumulated a position of power that can shake the entire country. What's more, because of the refining of needles and nails, Meng Luo can manipulate the dead at will, and his power is all over the sky.

Later, because of something, Munro disappeared for ten years.

When he returned to the clan again, he only said that his limit was approaching, and persuaded the clansmen to live in peace, so as not to invite catastrophe.

left a last word, and his descendants placed a door of sewing corpses, and a door of sewing corpses inherited needles and nails, which were controlled by three major families.

Until the day of his resurrection, it will be the time for the needles to reunite.

After Yu Nian finished speaking, he put down the last bamboo slip and looked at me, and I fell into chaos again.

"So, I'm the resurrected Monroe?" After saying that, I felt that this kind of inference was too ridiculous, and I clearly remembered everything I had since I was a child, and there was never a gap or lack of memory.

Besides, this man has been dead for so many years, and his body is lying here, how can he come back to life?

Yu Nian put away the bamboo slip and put it into the coffin again, "Don't daydream, Meng Luo is a god in the eyes of the corpse craftsman's descendants, how can it be that a timid person like you can climb it." ”

"Isn't it just a dead man's business, why is he a god?"

Yu Nian glanced at me, "In the heyday of the Four Sects of the Corpse Craftsman, there were hundreds of thousands of people in the clan scattered all over the place, and Meng Luo was able to gather all these 100,000 people with a single word. All future generations are willing to swear allegiance to him to the death, who do you think he is? ”

Yu Nian looked at the back of the person in the coffin and said, "After Monroe, the corpse craftsman has no leader. ”

Hearing her respect and adore a man in such a way that even a man who has been dead for thousands of years makes me feel very unhappy.

I walked around to the man, "Why does such a terrible person look like me?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw that Munro's hands suddenly put on my shoulders, and led me into the coffin with a hook of his arms. The stiff corpse suddenly flipped over and crushed me under him.

Before I could call for help, a drop of blue liquid suddenly fell from his eye and dripped into my eye with a click.

It felt like high-strength sulfuric acid corrosion, and I screamed in pain.

"Damn, I feel like I'm going blind!"

Yu Nian and Tuso ran over to pick me up, but that Monro turned into a pile of sand at this point.

The sand fell lightly on me, shapeless.

I took both of them by the hand and hurriedly climbed out of the coffin, covering my eyes with one hand while looking at the sand in the coffin, "What's going on?" How can this person say that he is gone? ”

I watched archaeological shows before, and if the things excavated in the tomb were not preserved in time, they would quickly oxidize and deteriorate.

The news once reported that a plate of brightly colored fruits was unearthed in the tomb of King Han, but unfortunately the preservation technology at that time was very limited, and it was weathered into a plate of sand in less than two minutes after it was unearthed and a photo was not left.

Presumably, the oxygen in this tomb is thin, so this person's body has not decayed for thousands of years. But after exposure to oxygen, it quickly weathered.

Yu Nian looked at me, "What's wrong with your eyes?" ”

"When I was pulled down by him just now, it seemed like I fell into it and something."

Yu Nian pulled my hand away and looked at me with concern.

For the first time, I felt Yu Nian's warmth, she looked intently into my eyes, and I looked at her intently.

Suddenly, there was a sharp throbbing pain in my chest.

Yu Nian's appearance in my eyes seemed to be a different person in an instant, although he had the same facial features, his clothes and demeanor were completely different.

She grabbed me by the neck and scolded me, called me hypocritical, scolded me for why I didn't save her.

Then he opened his mouth and bit me on the neck.

I pushed her away desperately, this time it was pressed against Yu Nian's wound, she frowned in pain, and then I came back to my senses and realized that I might have hallucinated again.

But this time the hallucinations were not like in the woods just now, and this time everything I saw was as if it was a movie clip projecting in front of my eyes.

I rubbed my eyes, feeling very tired.

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Nian asked me.

I couldn't explain it, I just shook my head and said I was a little tired.

I hurriedly stepped forward to check Yu Nian's injury, Yu Nian shirked and said that he was fine, and I subconsciously said, "You're okay, I'm distressed." ”

The atmosphere instantly became awkward, Yu Nian looked at me in a daze, and I didn't know how to explain it. Although this is my heart's voice, it is inevitable that it feels a little abrupt to say it.

After a stalemate of four or five seconds, Tusuo knocked on the coffin board impatiently, "What are you two doing?" ”

I was disturbed by Tuso, who ruined the atmosphere, and my mood was a little uncomfortable, "Tell me the truth, were you raised by the Northeast wolf?" ”

Later, I thought to myself that it was indeed the same, he was caught by a ghost keeper from Changbai Mountain. Isn't that Changbai Mountain the boundary of our northeast, no wonder this Tusuo speaks in the northeast.

Tuso and I laboriously closed the lid on Monroe's coffin, and I slapped it twice before leaving.

I thought to myself, even if I didn't come back from the dead, it was a fate that the two of us looked so similar. Since Yu Nian said that Meng Luo let his descendants automatically be classified as sewing corpses, it is very likely that he and I will be relatives for eight hundred lifetimes.

Human genes may be so wonderful, how many generations later, and then recombined, I found a reason for myself that barely makes sense.

Going up from the second floor, Lao Meng and the others were reading leisurely.

I covered my eyes, which were still a little painful, and hammered Lao Meng, "I just shouted so loudly downstairs, and you don't care about me?" ”

Lao Meng was full of words: "Didn't you tell me, no matter what sound you hear, don't run blind." ”

I was just about to speak, Teng Chongchong ran over and took my hand down, and looked me in the eyes with a worried face, "What's wrong with you?" Injured? ”

"It's okay, it's just a little lost."

After I finished speaking, she was relieved.

I felt Liao Kao's unfriendly eyes not far away, so I hurriedly deliberately stayed away from Tengchong.

Her nerves may not be far behind, but as a man, I can see at a glance that Liao Kao has actually liked Tengchong Chong for a long time, but he didn't find out because of his friend's identity.

Lao Meng held up an ancient book and handed it to me, "Look at this, it is all about the ancient Dian Kingdom. ”

"Oh?" I took the book with a little surprise, flipped through it twice and found that I didn't recognize any of the words on it, so I handed it directly to Lao Meng, "You tell me, I can't read." ”

Lao Meng said, "I can't talk about this, the books on this whole wall are all about the ancient Dian Kingdom." The time of the founding of the country, the monarchs of the past dynasties, probably came to an abrupt end after more than 200 years of writing, and it is estimated that the country was suddenly destroyed. ”

"But who remembered all this? If there is really such a person, who began to record from the rise of the ancient Dian Kingdom, then why didn't he remember it to the end? Or did this person die with him when the ancient Dian Kingdom fell? ”

Lao Meng closed the book and shook his head, "I don't understand, maybe I know who built this tower, and I can guess some." ”

It is not difficult to see from the situation on the first floor just now that this tower should be dedicated to the existence of Monroe.

But what about the statue of the Lady who was standing behind Monroe?

The only explanation may be that Monroe believed in the Lady of the Throne, but the Lady was a saint of the ancient Dian Kingdom, and Monro worshipped her...... Could it be that Meng Luo is a native of the ancient Dian Kingdom???

It was as if I had suddenly opened my mind, and a cool breeze poured into my brain.

It was a mess, but it seems to have a clue at the moment.

The nine-fold treasure letter contained a magic weapon for sewing corpses, and the key to open the treasure letter was engraved with ancient currency.

This not only shows that the ancestor of the corpse craftsman has an inseparable relationship with the ancient Dian Kingdom, but also shows that the ancient relics do exist as a nation! And it is very likely that Monroe is a member of the ancient relics.

After the miraculous demise of the ancient Dian Kingdom, Meng Luo established the Four Gates of Corpse Craftsmen. When the Four Gates were at their peak, Monroe mysteriously evaporated from the world for ten years.

A hundred years after his death, the pins and nails were lost at the same time, and all of this seemed to indicate a shocking conspiracy.

I had a hunch that everything my dad was looking for was all the mysteries I was facing at the moment.

I seem to be walking forward on the same path that my dad has walked before I know it.

There seemed to be a pair of big hands behind my back, pushing me into the abyss little by little.