"He's been dead for thousands of years, and you're just living until now with a special method." Master sighed and replied.

Pang De was directly angry when he heard the master's words, and yelled at the master loudly: "You old man, it is very unreasonable to speak, what do you want to do with this kind of nonsense, is it Zhuge Kongming's old puppet who asked you to make these conspiracies!" ”

But it's understandable to think about him, after all, whoever just thinks that after a day, he is told that he has been dead for thousands of years, and no one can stand it.

I thought about it and said to him, "Look at your clothes, you're looking at what we have in our hands, have you seen it?" After saying that, I lifted the military lighting equipment in my hand and took a picture of him.

However, a bold idea immediately came to my mind, and while Pound was now stunned to think about the problem, I pulled Master's sleeve and whispered to Master: "Old man, I'll let him come over in a while, pull him to delay time, and then you quietly look at the coffin to see if the key to the dragon vein being blocked is over there." ”

"It's too dangerous, no!" As soon as Master heard that I was going to hold him back, he immediately shook his head and refused.

I hurriedly signaled him not to show too strongly, and then said to him: "Old man, if you drag him back, no one else can find the secret of the coffin, everything has to be done by you, don't ink at this time, just go out and give me a few more good treasures, hehe!" ”

This time, without waiting for the master to speak again, I hurriedly beckoned to Pang De: "Pang De, come over and I'll tell you carefully!" ”

Pound came back to his senses, his face was full of confusion, but he still walked over: "Boy, talk to me carefully!" ”

When he walked towards me, he crossed over with the master who was going to the coffin, and Pound saw his saber pinned to the master's schoolbag at a glance, and immediately stopped the master: "Why is the saber of my youth here with you?" And my truncated broadsword! ”

With Pound's questioning, I suddenly remembered that whether I watched TV or read books before, Pound didn't use a sword, and his exclusive weapon was called a truncated broadsword. It seems that this sword was created by Pang De when he was young, and I don't know how Zhuge Liang got it, and it was used in this place.

The master estimated that in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, he directly returned the thing to its original owner, handed the sword to Pound and said to him: "Look at this sword, you will know how many years have passed." ”

Pound took the sword, stroked it carefully with his hand, and murmured, "Yes, it is the gift I received as an adult, and I can feel my inextricable bond with it over the years." ”

"Come and I'll tell you." I quickly glanced at Master, and then shouted at Pound, motioning for him to come to me.

In this way, he came to the front of me, facing me, sat down with his back to the coffin, and the master also went to the coffin smoothly, and I was relieved, but I always felt that something was missing, but I couldn't remember anything, but now I can't think about it, so I sorted out my thoughts and started a journey: "Do you have a lot of questions now?" ”

Pound arched his hand: "Yes!" I still feel that all this is Zhuge Liang's conspiracy. ”

This Pang De is worthy of being a military general, even if you suspect that it is a trap designed by Zhuge Liang, then we are the same party according to his thinking, and naturally we should not say what is in our hearts, but he just said it with such a serious face, which makes me a little ridiculous.

"If you're hungry, eat first, and talk while eating." I pulled out a box of cookies from my bag, opened it and threw him a pack. Then tear it open and eat it directly.

Pound followed my example, opened the package, and then took a bite: "What is this, it's quite delicious." ”

The uncles surrounded us and didn't sit down, but Pound completely blocked the coffin behind him, and I don't know what the master is doing now.

"This thing, according to your words, should be called military rations, eat a little and drink a little saliva to be full." I quickly finished half of the compressed biscuit, and then handed him a bottle of unscrewed mineral water.

Pound looked like a curious baby, took the water and took a sip: "Your container for water also looks good." ”

This sentence choked me enough, and the plastic bottles that were all over the street as garbage were actually praised by a famous general for being good-looking, I forced a smile and said to him: "You think that we came out because Zhuge Liang asked us to come out and lie to you, this is his conspiracy, right?" ”

Pound nodded, and he didn't stop eating, but his eyes were the kind of look that had seen through you.

"We also suspect that Zhuge Liang arranged you here as a conspiracy." I don't know why I don't know why he looks a little honest, but suddenly I feel that he is still quite cute, shook his head and shook off these boring thoughts, pointed to the flashlight beside him, and then said to him: "No matter how powerful Zhuge Liang is, do you think he can make this thing?" ”

Pound took it, looked at it carefully, and put it down honestly: "No, but, can you give me one and I will take it back to my grandson?" ”

I can't help but sigh, with this kind of strange brain circuit, how is the battlefield fought, is it difficult to cut it?

"The era of Wei Shu Wu in which you live has passed." After I said this, I suddenly felt a heartfelt sadness, and put myself in my shoes, if someone told me that it was 3004 A.D., I guess I wouldn't be able to stand it.

"What dynasty is it now?" When Pound said this, he lowered his head and said it, trembling all over, as if trying to keep his composure, and took a bite of the biscuit, but I could see the green tendons on the back of his hand bulging.

I didn't know what to say for a while, I just hoped that the master would find the mechanism quickly, Pound, a living dead who relied on external forces to live until now, no matter how pitiful he was, he couldn't stay, but it was best to persuade him to disappear by himself, because if he was deprived of his remaining soul alive and alive, and he resisted too fiercely, even if he was unconscious, but the resentment and mental power accumulated for thousands of years was probably not easy for us to deal with.

"Don't be too upset, it's all gone." I patted him.

Pound ignored me, as if he was in a strange state. I looked up at everyone, and they all gave me a thumbs up, as if they were very satisfied that I was going to outwit me.

"I'm actually dead, am I?" Pound jerked his head up and asked me intently.

I thought about it, but decided to tell him the truth: "You can't be considered dead, barely called the living dead, because your soul is incomplete, so ......"