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At this time, the stuffy oil bottle was closest to the other thirteen coffins, and he didn't wait for us, and walked straight over alone. Even when I called him, there was no response, what's wrong with this guy? What do you think?

The three of us wounded tried to catch up quickly, but we couldn't run fast. There was only a knife and a knife, and two golden hairpins were buckled in his hand, and he rushed towards the stuffy oil bottle.

I watched as the stuffy oil bottle came to the first coffin on the right, and stretched out his long fingers to the seam of the coffin lid, thinking that he would open the coffin lid directly and kill the bloody corpses inside in advance. But he carefully groped for this coffin, and went to grope for the remaining twelve coffins one by one. Then he circled the thirteen coffins, squatting on the ground from time to time to ponder, and when he was done, he turned around and walked towards us.

Seeing this, I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Can't these coffins be opened?! ”

The fat man said strangely: "Won't it? Is there a coffin that our little brother can't open in this world? I don't believe it! Dao Dao and his second son also asked him how he was, but he stood calmly and waited for us to pass before saying, "These coffins are very strong, and they must be opened by a mechanism, and four people need to open them with both hands at the same time." ”

As soon as I heard this, I was scared, what if it was just the three of us? What if I lose people all the way here? That's too harsh! But fortunately, even if the second son has one hand now, he can't move it for the time being, and he has an extra hand with the knife.

The fat man looked at his hands and said happily: "Oh mom, Chairman Mao's old man's thinking is correct everywhere, and more people are power!" Second son, you rest here first. Knife girl, let's go! ”

"Hey, okay!" The knife put the golden hairpin in his hand back into his pocket.

The second son was indeed injured a lot, and he didn't struggle to get on, and lay on the ground calmly to rest. The others followed the instructions of the stuffy oil bottles, and found the organs in four directions around the thirteen coffins in this row. On the left side of the ground, I saw two palm-sized square bumps, the edges of which were so rounded that they didn't trip people. I put my hands on them, and when everyone else was ready, I heard the stuffy bottle shout, "Ready, press!" ”

I immediately pressed down with both hands, and the two bulges sank down slightly and stopped, and the highest part of the bulge was not much lower than the ground. But at the same time, I heard a neat echo throughout the space, ---and when I looked up at the coffins again, the coffin lid had become a clear gap where it was tightly closed.

The stuffy oil bottle standing next to the first coffin of the leader immediately bit the ancient knife in his mouth, and with a sharp force with both hands, he turned the heavy rosewood coffin lid aside. He then took the knife at lightning speed and stabbed the corpse inside the coffin.

But suddenly, the stuffy oil bottle simply restrained the knife momentum that rushed down, and the half-stabbed ancient knife and arm just hung there in the air. After seeing it, the fat man and I felt that the behavior of the stuffy oil bottle was very strange, since it was to strike first, why did we have to retract the attack forcefully? Could it be that the stuffy oil bottle thinks that the contents are so terrible that they must not be provoked? Or is he unable to do it?

"What's wrong? Stuffy oil bottles. ”

"Little brother, what's in there? Will you be soft too? The fat man ran over as he spoke.

I also walked quickly to the stuffy oil bottle and shone it into the coffin with a flashlight, no wonder he was reluctant to stab down. It turned out that inside this coffin was not a human, but a horse also wearing a meteorite robe! It turned out to be a live horse lying with its legs bent, and you could feel the faint ups and downs of life. If you look carefully through the gaps in the meteorite jade piece, you can still find traces of a drop of blood and sweat under the long-lasting fur.

The fat man's eyes were sharp, and he naturally saw it carefully, and said excitedly: "Good guy, this is a bloody BMW, right?!" ”

"Yes, and the meteorite piece hasn't fallen off." The stuffy oil bottle had already put away the ancient knife and walked towards the next coffin.

"Wouldn't it? Little brother, you even put away the knife, do you think that these thirteen coffins are all sweat and blood? The fat man chased after him and helped the little brother open the coffin for an autopsy, and the living corpse was still an animal.

When I saw that the second coffin was really still a sweaty BMW lying on its side, I already believed that this row of coffins was filled with BMWs, "This is too extravagant, thirteen sweaty BMWs, and they are all wearing jade clothes!" What are you going to do? ”

I believe that we still opened all thirteen coffins together, and the result was really all sweat and blood. When the second son heard this, he also struggled to come over and see the corpses of thirteen living horses in jade clothes, "This lord is really a collector of sweaty and bloody horses, and he still has to collect a 'Wangling Thirteen Hairpins' out, riding thirteen horses alone, it's too much!" ”

Dao Dao pointed to the thirteen destroyed coffins on the opposite side and said, "The thirteen horse-faced bloody corpses just now are the grooms used to take care of these thirteen sweaty and bloody horses, right?" ”

The fat man continued: "Ha, it's not! It's a pity that it was activated in advance by our innocence and gave away his life in vain! ”

I was not convinced: "Could it be that you think they will really come back to life and walk the horses here?" When they died just now, I don't know how much fiercer you were than me! ”

The fat man laughed and said, "Haha, my bravery, fat man, that is recognized!" Especially when you have to make a move, subdue demons and eliminate demons! Besides, the bloody corpse can also be considered a life? ”

Waiting for his sentence, I immediately said: "Yes, the blood corpse can't be said to have lost his life in vain!" ”

The fat man smiled disdainfully: "Hehe, naïve, you still want to go around for me?!" Before you activate those mechanisms, it seems that there are only jade figurines here, and there are no bloody corpses, right? ”

Alas, you dead fat man, you have to add a little guilt to me to be satisfied?! Have you ever seen a jade figurine that can really be resurrected? "I'm not going to talk to you about this, I just think that even if these horses and grooms are really resurrected one day, they can't just wander around in such a small space, right? And then the groom goes out every day to get some grass in? Surely it won't be like that! ”

The fat man looked back at the hole we had climbed up from, and then at the black rock formations around him, and said, "They must have a way out, and they must have come out of the coffin first, and only when there are more than four people can the horses come out." This large coffin, even if a horse stands up, is equivalent to the height of a fence. The hole we came up to was actually quite wide, and as long as there was a way to keep the horses from resisting, it was still possible to curl up and hang down vertically. There is also a possibility that they have reserved a backup move, and there is a way to open a passage directly out of here. ”

"Well, it really should be." I couldn't help but shine my flashlight on the rock walls around me.

At this time, the stuffy oil bottle had already checked the coffins of all thirteen sweaty and bloody horses, and did not find the ghost seal. So he walked to the thirteen coffins on the left that had been destroyed by the bloody corpses, and checked them without omission, and he was willing. Naturally, no one of us will pay attention to the horses, so let's let their wives lie there peacefully.

There's not much to say, just keep looking up. This time after the second son's palace, one of his arms began to hurt badly from the shoulder, and finally pulled him up with a rope, welfare.

The work of installing a rope hook at the entrance of the hole was handled by the fat man, and it was not difficult for him, so he went up and grasped it with a "ding". He tugged twice to see if it was strong enough, and he was the first to climb up. But as soon as he got on the rope, as soon as his feet left the ground, he heard "Wow! Then "Hey! --Poof! The fat man screamed and fell to the ground, "Damn! This fucking rope is broken! Am I that heavy? Could it be the straw that broke the camel's back?! ”

"Hehe, you're much more stylish than a straw!" I think you're contradicting yourself.

The stuffy oil bottle said on the side, "The rope was cut by a black knife sticking to the ground. ”

"Damn, this knife is really fast enough, I didn't even notice, I was almost yin by them! But it's a pity that they still overestimate us, if I do a good job and jump up directly, it will either be missing arms and legs, or half of my head will be cut off! Damn it! The fat man patted his little breast as he spoke.

I said, "The pressure mechanism is so well preserved, and it can easily cut the blade of the climbing rope, how can we go up there?" If you get another rope, it will still be cut, and people can't climb up directly, and the edge of the hole can't be picked. Stuffy oil bottle, can you find the closed mechanism? ”

The stuffy oil bottle jumped vigorously, stood on the fat man's shoulder, and checked the area near the top, the other ground had already been checked, and it was impossible to close this mechanism, what should I do?

But there seemed to be another way for the stuffy oil bottle, and I saw him walk towards the thirteen coffins containing the horses again, but this time he beckoned us all to come with him, "Carry a coffin here, and then fold the other coffin lids on top of it, leaving a space half a person high, so that I can jump directly without touching the edge of the hole." ”

The fat man said happily: "Yes, then you can turn off the mechanism on the upper floor." If he doesn't let others go up, doesn't he plan to come down himself? Could it be that the light work is so good that it jumps all the way into the hole and falls? Ha ha! ”

But I was more worried, "If the pressure sensing area is very large, won't I still get hit?" ”

The stuffy oil bottle replied lightly: "As long as my feet go up, the knife will not hurt me." ”

I was a little relieved to hear him say this, and a few people came to the nearest coffin, and the second son also had to use his arm to help. However, the coffin with sweat and blood was indeed heavy, and it was sinking to death without a coffin lid, and the five people used all their strength to feed, and finally pushed this one under the entrance. But we don't want to get the bloody BMW inside, it's not easy, maybe there are risks, no one wants to see the bloody BMW corpse. Then it was much easier to move the lids of the coffins, albeit in larger quantities.

It took a lot of work to get it all right. The stuffy oil bottle climbed onto the three-meter-and-five-meter-high coffin platform, squatted and moved to the bottom of the entrance, looked up to confirm it, and then got up directly and stuck his head into the hole.