Zhu Zhigang was really shocked, took a few steps back, the sweat on his back was dry, for fear of standing up from the attic again and coming out of something like a dry corpse or a living corpse, he asked Lao Song softly: "Have you ever heard that a corpse can stand up before?" Aren't you doing a lot of work? Have you ever heard someone talk about it? ”

Song Qingli shook his head, "I've never seen such a thing as an oil corpse after doing it for so many years, I've only heard of it a long time ago, but I've never seen it, and even the information left by my ancestors in this area is very small, why have you seen it before?" ”

Zhu Zhigang took a deep breath, the gloom in his eyes accumulated, tightened his belt again, and then said in a deep voice: "I haven't seen it either, isn't it worrying when I see it for the first time?" ”

Only he knows, why haven't he seen it, it's just nonsense, he has seen a lot in the past, and there are more than one or two in the Han tomb, and now if he counts, Liu Xie worry, "slug heterogeneous", Liu Ill, Huo Chengjun, Liu Xun, Liu Che··········· Why did he run into them one by one?

To be honest, he himself is a little skeptical now, if these ghosts and ghosts were all recruited because of his arrival!

Otherwise, why did the people in this tomb dance with him as soon as he arrived?

Even when he and Song Qingli walked together, he was thinking, is this guy going to change a little?

Zhu Zhigang looked at Song Qingli with a dangerous face, coughed softly and said: "Old Song, I heard that in the previous generation, the master of Zhonglang Yin had a relationship with your old Song family, I don't know if your old Song family has any records about Zhonglang Yin or something, such as taking Zhonglang Yin into the tomb will there be some other things?" ”

Really speaking, Song Qingli is actually Zhu Zhigang's elder, but he has seen too much of this guy's obscene appearance with a sissy every day, and a normal man will have an extremely disgusting feeling towards him.

Therefore, no matter how shit Song Qingli is, Zhu Zhigang still has deep expectations for the inheritance of the old Song family.

The oil corpse probably felt that these two people didn't run, so they didn't care about it at all, and the claws in their hands quickly grabbed the attic doors and windows, and the sawdust on them was flying, and it seemed that they couldn't resist her footsteps.

Lao Song exhaled heavily, and then said abruptly: "You yourself are the master of Zhonglang Yin, and you don't even know the origin of Zhonglang Yin?" I don't know if you're really stupid, I used to hear people in my hometown say that there is no good death for the Zhonglang seal master, I don't remember other things, all I can remember is which antiques are valuable, and the things of that dynasty can be sold for more money, as for the art of feng shui or something, except for the paper technique, everything else went with my dad······"

"A lot of things have also been lost," Song Qingli said with something shiny in his eyes.

"This may be fate" Although Zhu Zhigang said to Lao Song at this moment, he didn't say it to himself.

There is an indescribable depression in my heart.

It seems that with the death of Uncle Zhuzi, the inheritance of this Zhonglang seal is completely broken, and I, Zhu Zhigang, can be regarded as trapped.

Zhu Zhigang said angrily: "Grandma has a leg, I'm not a person who is afraid of death, Zhonglang Yin saved Zhonglang Yin, but there must be a inheritance, right?" Even people like Lao Song, who you don't understand as a man and woman, can inherit something, why don't I have any hair, really when I am the Bodhisattva you pinch? ”

"Forehead ·····" Lao Song was a little depressed when he was said, but he said in his heart: "Seriously, Zhonglangyin, haven't you recognized the Lord yet?" ”

"Fuck off."

The bad is bad here, Zhonglangyin has long recognized the master.

The two of them were extremely hungry, so they sat down and made a homely meal.

Unbeknownst to them, the oil corpse had already broken into the door, and by the time they found it in amazement, it would have been ten minutes later.

The two of them smacked their tongues and looked at a huge wooden hole in the attic, the claws of the oil corpse were as hard as gold and stone, and it would take dozens of minutes, it turned out that this door was actually made of iron and wood, if they let them use knives, when would they be able to dig through?

The two of them had drunk something before, and now they have already collapsed.

The oil corpse was not far from them, and there was a dresser in front of her, and there was a bright bronze mirror on it, and after so many years, the mirror did not even have a patina.

She smoothly opened the first box on the dresser, took out a jade comb from it, looked at it quietly, then put it in again, and then took it out again, and so on.

"What kind of bug is this?"

Stuck?

Song Qingli's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a trace of doubt and hesitation in the gap between his eyes.

After a long time, he suddenly pulled Zhu Zhigang and said: "Run, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as long as you can break free, no matter what kind of Yang God Tomb it is, Lao Tzu feels that there is no sense of security in it, it is important to escape, and now it seems that life is still important, what is the matter of men and women, how can it be so sacred!" ”

Zhu Zhigang said in his heart that the affairs of men and women are really so sacred.

Ah, the ignorant are not guilty,

This guy is also a "eunuch", but anyone who has ever owned it has heard that there is such a magical treasure in this Yang God Tomb.

If you have a chance, you have to go if you don't have a chance to create a chance, even if you lose your life here.

The two of them ran along the attic in the opposite direction of the oil corpse for a few hundred meters at most, only to find that the scene in front of them had changed drastically, the building was no longer there, but turned into an eerie earth and stone cave.

"Wait"

When they came to a large grotto, it was foggy, and in a blink of an eye, they saw that Song Qingli in front of them had been submerged in the thick fog, and even the visibility of the surrounding environment had dropped rapidly.

He hurriedly turned on the backup flashlight, but still couldn't see anything.

At this moment, he was completely panicked, and he didn't fall like a blind man, and the feeling of being kept in the dark was very uncomfortable.

For about ten minutes, he suddenly heard Song Qingli's voice, and he shouted: "Brother Zhu, there are good things here, jade, quite long?" ”

Zhu Zhigang walked a few steps along Song Qingli's position, and suddenly stepped on something like a stick under his feet and fell backwards suddenly.

Song Qingli also followed Zhu Zhigang's voice, and happened to see Zhu Zhigang lying on the ground and falling into a dead dog.

"I'm dripping mother, don't, don't move, my waist is going to break" It turned out that he was in too much hurry, and he didn't know which "grandson" threw a rolling pin-like thing on the ground, picked it up and illuminated it with a light, translucent material, the color is like a person's skin color.

Song Qingli took it over, and then took out a strong light from his bag, and then looked at it close to the "rolling pin", looking motionless.

After a while, he pointed to the things in his hand and said: "There are things in this thing, but the flashlight in his hand is still not strong enough, I can't see it clearly, but a few lines of words outside can be seen clearly, the owner of this tomb is Wan Yan Liang, the iceberg tomb he repaired before his death is said to be to suppress the yang poison in his body, which says that Wan Yan Liang himself is not a yin and evil person, but the yang poison in the body, so it must be yin to dissolve the poison in the body, and women belong to yin, which is why it is rumored in later generations that he is extravagant, And in the end, he finally found a way to suppress the yang poison, and if the people of later generations are destined, they can become the real yang gods. ”

"What the hell is this?"

"Uh······· Wan Yan Liang found someone to carve a jade beauty for his lustful pleasure after death"

"Hold the grass······ this guy doesn't look like he stopped after he died!"

Song Qingli suddenly jumped up and said in surprise: "If you know that the jade beauty must be hidden in his main tomb, then this must be where Wanyanliang's tomb is located." ”

"How do you know?"

"You said if you had an inflatable doll, where would you put it?"

"Uh······" It's an embarrassing analogy.

Really, if you have a private thing, you must put it in your bedroom or your own secret room, and the most secret thing in a tomb is the main tomb.

The two of them suddenly became excited, and they finally arrived at the main tomb of Wan Yanliang.

At this time, most of the fog in the secret room had dissipated, and the two of them took flashlights and checked the surrounding walls over and over again, but there was still no reaction after touching the entire wall.

"There's nothing in this place, this fucking evil?"

Zhu Zhigang sat on the ground tiredly, and a crisp sound came, and the two of them were stunned.

Less than a few meters in front of them, a huge golden coffin rose from the originally flat ground.