"Do you hear that?" Zhang Dali asked again.

"I hear you...... But how can there be a piano here? It's so weird! Where did it come from? I said as I twisted my neck and looked around.

"Looks like there's a woman laughing!" Zhang Dali said again, "Celebrate the New Year!" He suddenly looked at me with wide eyes and said, "This, this, this...... There can't be any ghosts here, right? It's not like we haven't dealt with ghosts before...... But...... If there are really ghosts, the space here is so small, we have no place to escape! It can be seen that the fright of Muzi Village and his party last time was not trivial, and it is likely that it has caused him a psychological shadow.

So I comforted, "It's okay, if there really is a ghost, isn't there still me......"

However, I seemed to have a sense of foreboding, because I had been able to see ghosts and even human figures behind the walls in Muzi Village before, but now no matter how hard I tried to open my eyes, it seemed that I could not see anything! I turned my face to look at the hanging coffin of Song Zhouju next door, hoping to see Uncle Kong's shadow through the half-meter-thick stone wall! - But after watching it for dozens of seconds, I found nothing!

"Qingnian, what are you looking at?" Zhang Dali said, "Why is your face as white as white paper all of a sudden?" Don't scare me! ”

"It's okay...... Maybe I didn't have a good rest last night, so let's take a look at what is going on in this coffin! "I pretended to be calm.

Like the coffin in Song Zhou's judgment, the lid of the coffin was removed without much effort! It's still empty, and the inside is the same inner wall that glows on its own!

"Look at the lid!" I say.

So we put the lid of the coffin on the mouth of the coffin with the lid inside up, and saw that it read:

"Qianlong forty-six-year-old Xin Chou February Xin Mao Shuo twenty-eight days Xin You Song Zhongshu Gongyun filial piety tomb"

"It's called...... Song Yunxiao! The one just now is called Song Yunci! It seems to be a brotherly relationship! But the vintage is too different, isn't it? Forty-six years of Qianlong...... And the one just now is more than 20 years in Jiaqing, could it be that one of them died young? But the two brothers are both officials, I don't know how many products this Chinese book is? Zhang Dali gushed endlessly.

However, I couldn't answer any of the questions he asked, and my eyes were focused on the lines in the middle! As I expected, the words in the middle of the coffin lid are still:

"Those who enter my tomb will guard the tomb of my ancestors;

Whoever opens my coffin, enters my coffin;

Whoever forsakes my coffin will go to hell;

Those who protect my coffin have a long way to go."

"And so it was!" I excitedly said, "It seems that this is really the case!" Vigorously, we are saved! ”

"What's that? What did you find? He said at a loss.

"Let's go! Check out a few more coffins with me! I said.

So the two of us went on to randomly check a few hanging coffins, and sure enough, the lid of each coffin was engraved with "Those who enter my tomb, guard my ancestral tomb; Whoever opens my coffin, enters my coffin; Whoever forsakes my coffin will go to hell; Those who protect my coffin have a long way to go"!

"It's all the same words, but what does that mean?" Asked vigorously.

"Wait for me!" I climbed into the coffin and told him to close the lid of the coffin, but he didn't dare to do that at first, thinking that I had fallen into an evil spirit, and at my repeated requests, he slowly closed the lid!

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The total number of book coins is 857.