Ge Zhuang said how can there be, my ancestors were in business, but by my grandfather's generation it was gradually declining, and it was very good for the whole family to have a full meal in those years, how could there be valuables to be buried?

The old lady's tomb was shabby, and the grave was full of weeds, and it didn't look like a rich family, and I really couldn't figure out who would go to the trouble of digging his grave.

I said there should always be a funeral, right? Don't get me wrong, I just want to find out what is hidden under the coffin of the old man, so that people will be concerned. Ge Zhuang thought about it, shook his head incomprehensibly and said,

"My grandfather didn't have me when he died, did he bury anything valuable, as far as my old man knows, little pumpkin, this grave has also exploded, and the coffin is rotten like this, why don't we get the coffin out first, find a dry place to rest, don't let my grandfather drink water?"

I said okay, then let's move!

His grandfather was a martyr, but he was buried in a thin coffin, this kind of coffin weighed about one or two hundred catties when it was buried, but after more than ten years of rain soaking, many places were rotten and slag, almost no weight, with my and Ge Zhuang's labor, it was not a problem to carry the coffin outside.

I bent down, shouted a trumpet, counted one, two, three, and was about to lift the coffin with Ge Zhuang, but at this time, I seemed to hear a very dull impact sound in my ears, and my heart suddenly "clicked".

It can't be such a coincidence, could it be that my guess before going to the grave really came true?

I didn't dare to move the coffin anymore, so I let go gently, snorted at Ge Zhuang, and motioned for him to climb up first. It is impossible for the zongzi to raise the corpse for no reason, the trigger condition must be that it has come into contact with the yang energy of the living, assuming that the floating corpse we fished out in the river before really died because of touching the coffin of the old lady, it means that the coffin cannot be moved temporarily.

Ge Zhuang still refused to believe that the old lady would become a zongzi, and proposed another explanation to me, saying that it would be because the coffin was too well sealed, after my grandfather's bones decomposed, the corpse gas was held inside, and it did not disperse, and the person who prying the coffin forcibly opened the coffin, and the corpse gas found a vent and pounced out at once, making him look like this.

I said that your explanation can't be established at all, if it is an ancient prince's tomb, the tomb is solemn, and the sealing is intact, this explanation is completely feasible, but if you look at the old lady's tomb, it is all simple like this, how can you still suppress the corpse?

Ge Zhuang was not happy, and said Little pumpkin, you have to beat my grandfather into a stinky old nine, saying that he is willing to be willing to be a zongzi? I said yes or no, wouldn't I know if I pried open the coffin board?

Ge Zhuang immediately shook his head and said no, people fall to the ground after death, and I can't disturb the old lady's soul anymore. I looked depressed, and said fatty, you are stupid, what age are you, and there is a god and a ghost, we are both down the thousand-year-old tomb, there are a lot of zongzi, where are the ghosts?

Ghosts and zongzi are completely different things, although both phenomena cannot be corroborated by modern science, but there are zongzi, but it does not necessarily mean that there are ghosts, the second master and Professor Yang have also said, even if there are really ghosts, it is just a magnetic field left by a creature, and it is not as terrible as the legend.

Lao Tzu even dares to move the thousand-year-old female corpse, is he still afraid of an undead?

Ge Zhuang hesitated for a long time before he gritted his teeth and said yes, then open the coffin, I also want to see if the old lady has become a zongzi, grandpa, I'm really sorry, my grandson is not filial, don't blame me.

Ge Zhuang has always respected his grandfather's old revolution and meritorious deeds, and this time he has to pry open his coffin with his own hands, and he can't do it alive or dead, so I said fatty, you get up, let me come.

I picked up the shovel that had been left under the rammed earth, gently inserted it into the crack of the coffin that had been pried open, put the handle of the shovel against my waist, and jumped up with the strength of my body, using the weight of my body to press down.

The coffin board that was pried open "squeaked", and the half-meter-long opening was opened, but a black gas seeped out along the coffin lid, thick like ink, slowly floating up along the coffin seam.

Really!

I heard a violent wheezing sound, "ho ho" sound like pulling bellows, the old lady's bones have been buried for more than ten years, but they have not melted?

He's panting!

"It's corpse poison, little pumpkin, hold your breath!"

Ge Zhuang had been squatting beside me to observe, and when he saw this, he suddenly yelled, grabbed my back in time, and forcibly pressed me to the ground.

When I landed, I hugged Ge Zhuang with my backhand, and the two of them rolled quickly along the wet soil.

Before we could spit out the sand in our mouths, we saw the ink-like mist drifting onto a tree, and the thick old roots were withering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the leaves of the tree were yellowing.

Everywhere except the stones, all the vegetation began to draw strips, and the speed of withering could be seen with the naked eye, and the old bark cracked with a "click", and the leaves of the trees fluttered down, obviously detached from the trunk of the old tree, and were still curling and withering.

By the time the leaves fell to the ground, all the water had been drained, and I gently stuck my toes, and the fine "click" sound continued, retracting my feet, and the leaves crushed and turned into powder.

Ge Zhuang's and I faces immediately turned blue.

It's such a terrible corpse poison, no wonder this place will form such a strange fog miasma after it rains! Ge Zhuang opened his mouth wide, looked at me, and then looked at the coffin on the ground, and he couldn't speak after twitching his mouth several times.

I smiled bitterly and said Fatty, it seems that the old lady's death may have another article, such a strong corpse atmosphere, I have never even seen it under the thousand-year-old tomb in Niuzigou, you ......

"What are you guys in!"

In the middle of my words, there was a sudden roar of thunder behind me, which frightened me and Ge Zhuang, and when I turned around, I saw that the old man was being helped by Ge Zhuang's mother and walked in, and his face was gloomy as if it was going to rain.

"Daddy, don't come here!" Ge Zhuang came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted to the old man, "You can't stay here, you guys go farther!" ”

"You rabbit cub, dare to play with your grandfather's old grave, I will split you!" The old man obviously misunderstood, his face trembled with anger, he came up and picked up a branch, and slashed Ge Zhuang's head and face with a fat beating.

Ge Zhuang was stunned for a moment, his reaction was half a second late, he was hit with a stick on his face, and there was suddenly a blood stain, and when his aunt pulled him away, the old man had already cried and pounced on the coffin, "Dad, the family is unfortunate, my son can't stand you!" ”

"Uncle, come back quickly, you can't touch that!"

My liver trembled, the old man threw himself completely towards the coffin board, and the poisonous smoke has not yet dissipated, isn't this looking for death?

"Daddy!" Ge Zhuang also roared and pushed his aunt away.

We both rushed behind the old man at the same time, one of us held him and dragged him back with one hand, but my feet slipped on this side, and I didn't pull it, and tore off half of my sleeve from him, and sat down in the dirt with my ass, and by the time I turned around and jumped up, and wanted to hold his legs, it was completely too late.

The old man threw himself half of his body into the coffin, he waved his hand and grabbed in the air, trying to find a support point, but he was impartial, and his right hand was propped up on the cracked place on the coffin board.

Ge Zhuang and his grandfather were buried in the ground, and the bones had not been dissolved for more than ten years, at this time, when he came into contact with the yang energy of a living person, the coffin board was so lively, "clang", a pair of hands stretched out straight under the wooden board, ten fingers into the sky, bent like a file, and buckled on the old man's shoulder.

The dark blue claws were harder than the iron plate, and the old man suddenly had a few more holes on his back, which were as fragile as a finger inserted into tofu.

"Daddy!"

"Set fire to the coffin!"

Ge Zhuang and I were eyeballed, and I didn't care about respecting the elderly at this time, so I picked up the shovel on the ground, chopped it on the iron-like arms, and with a click, the shovel popped out of a gap, and the arm also retracted suddenly.

I took advantage of the situation to grab the old man's feet, jumped up and dragged the person back, the old man lay on the ground like a toad, the ground was dragged out by me out of a long rut, he didn't even snort.

Then there was a "bang" sound under the coffin, and the coffin lid was knocked away by a huge force, jumped straight up, jumped half a meter high, and smashed down heavily, and the ground was trembling!

"Fatty, what are you doing in a daze, burning the coffin!" My soul was frightened, and I scolded Ge Zhuang with a miserable face, "Burn the coffin, wait for your grandfather to come out, none of us want to live!" ”