"Hey, hey, hey!"

Just as I was concentrating and listening to Yun Jingjing's explanation of tomb culture, Dunzi suddenly let out a wicked laugh behind me!

The laughter is extremely cunning, not like it comes from a normal person, and there is a yin aura in it, which makes people feel creepy! Goosebumps straightened up for a while.

I turned around and took a flashlight to shine it, only to see Dunzi at this time, his eyes were red, the corners of his mouth were upturned, his expression was full of evil spirit, and his eyes were staring at Yun Jingjing.

The weirdness of the dun now really worries me. With what I know about Dunzi, this kind of obscene expression can never be shown by him.

So he leaned up, slapped his fat face twice, and joked with him: "Master Dun! What's wrong with you? Our two legs, but we haven't stepped out of the ghost gate yet, don't fool around here! Let me tell you, when we get out of this tomb, go back to the village, and then steal the hens at Ergou's house, this time you don't need to rob them, I will give you both chicken legs! ”

After listening to me, Dunzi's straight gaze moved away from Yun Jingjing's body and shifted to me, with a sinister smile still on his mouth. After glaring at me viciously, a sudden force under my feet caused me to pounce and push me to the ground.

Although I was on guard against Dunzi, I felt that he might have the next move, but I didn't expect him to suddenly come to this move! Before I could react, he opened his mouth and bit me on the neck.

"! Evil is this! ”

I gritted my teeth and shouted, subconsciously holding his neck with both hands, and pressing my right knee against the chest of the pier, trying to keep his head at a certain distance from my neck.

Seeing this, Yun Jingjing quickly took out a black donkey's hoof from her carrying bag, stuffed it into the mouth of the pier, and shouted at me: "He is not evil, he is suffering from soul incense!" ”

"What the are you in?"

"Soul incense! You must quickly tie him up and feed him the blood of the black dog! If it's late, it won't take an hour, and he will be completely a zongzi! ”

After Yun Jingjing finished speaking, her right foot stepped on the back of the pier to borrow strength, and the two hands grabbed the shoulders and put the two backs together, and it took a lot of effort to put the hands of the pier behind him, before he had time to take a breath.

Unexpectedly, the brute strength of Dunzi's grandson was not small, he bowed his body, kicked the ground with his feet, and threw Yun Jingjing over his shoulder three meters away, and fell hard in the middle of the tomb.

I really feel sorry for Yun Jingjing that she will be thrown out, but even if she has the heart to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade right now, she can't do anything on her hands.

Dunzi's angry throwing of clouds and crystals created an opportunity for me, just to free me from the shackles. A carp stood up with me, but before I could stand firmly, the pier turned around and pounced on me again.

The situation was critical, and I couldn't think about it too much, so I did another front flip and rolled behind the pier.

This time I rolled too quickly, and I didn't even see if there was anything on the ground. When I landed, I didn't know what was on my waist, but it almost made me feel angry, and I faintly heard a "click" in my ears.

I was shocked: "It's broken! I've hit a trap! ”

Thinking of this, I sweated down all at once, and hurriedly struggled to get up, just in time to see the tomb bricks in the middle of the burial chamber sinking downward. And Yun Jingjing, who was standing on it, suddenly leaned back, slid down, and disappeared!

"Uncle's!"

Seeing this scene, this heart of mine is like a cat's paw scratching, not to mention that he has suffered for many years! This time I was really anxious, and my hands were messing up on the ground for a while, trying to see what triggered the mechanism just now! But before I could touch the doorway, I suddenly felt another gust of wind behind me.

"Your grandma's, it's really fucking ghostly!"

I cursed angrily, and the work on my hands did not stop. Unexpectedly, when I was in a panic, I was able to touch five or six semi-automatic.

This time, my heart is a lot more steady, but if I have the right posture to aim and shoot, it will definitely be too late in time. Besides, the thing that pounced, I knew it was a dun with my ass, although this grandson was hit by some guano dementor incense, but I couldn't be ruthless at all, and shot at him.

"Forget it, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu will die with him!"

At that moment, I pulled the head of the gun and held the butt tightly, and before I could pick it up, I felt an unimaginable force on the body of the gun. The huge impact hit me in the chest.

I only felt dizzy for a while, and my throat was sweet, and all kinds of meat and vegetables came out of my mouth. And the body was more like a ball that was thrown away, and it crashed into the right side hall that covered the door, and fell to the ground unconscious on the spot.

I didn't know how long I had been lying in the dark, but when I woke up, I felt a huge pain in my chest, and the burial chamber was pitch black.

After I relieved my discomfort, I struggled to sit up and touched my pocket, but fortunately the fire and the half of the paraffin wax I had put in my pocket were still there. I rubbed weakly for a long time before striking a match and lighting the paraffin wax.

Beside me, in addition to the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle that had been smashed in two, there was a cobblestone the size of a goose egg, and the paint of the Type 56 semi-automatic gun remained on it.

I picked it up and looked at it, then tossed it aside, it must have been the one who had attacked me earlier!

Although the "murderer" who attacked me was identified, a mysterious cloud that followed came to my mind, where the hell did this stone come from?

Thinking about it, I was also annoyed, and my heart said: "Where does the love for the fuck come from, where does it come from!" I can't care so much about it. When I had taken a breath, I got up tremblingly, and by the faint light of the paraffin, I carefully probed the ear chamber.

It is much smaller than the nave, and there are tables, chairs, benches, and study rooms made of stone. Near the walls of the burial chamber were surrounded by bookshelves, full of sallow, blackened ancient books and covered with a thick layer of dust.

Judging from the layout of the tomb and the items placed, the right side hall should be built in imitation of the study room of the tomb owner during his lifetime, and the books that accompanied the tomb owner should also be read and tasted during his lifetime.

I coughed twice and spat twice to clear my nose of the blood. He muttered quietly, "Poor ghost! It's all buried in the earth, and the funeral goods are still in tatters! ”

The configuration of this ear chamber is simple to death, and it can be seen at a glance. And I didn't want to look at the ancient books on the shelves, what was written. Then he staggered towards the door of the side hall, thinking about returning to the middle hall to see where Yun Jingjing and the pier had gone.

But just as I walked to the door of the side hall and wanted to go out, I suddenly found that something was wrong! So he turned it back and carefully inspected the side hall.

It stands to reason that this tomb belongs to the general of the Jin Dynasty, and the general ancient generals are brave enough to accompany the burial without blades and armor, but they pile up the ancient books of the tomb, which is really a bit incredible. What's more, he is still a minority general, how can he put a pile of Han pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the study.

I tore down a few books from the wooden shelves to find out. It's a pity that the age is too old, and the ancient books will be broken when touched! However, some of the handwriting is still legible, and it is not a privet script, but a Chinese script.

Could it be that this is not the tomb of General Jinguo, so whose tomb will this be?

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't come up with a clue, and I found that on the stone table, under the Pixiu paperweight, there was a piece of cloth brocade pressed very strangely! Although it was covered with dust, the handwriting was clearly visible, and under the shimmer of paraffin, it still slightly emitted a golden light.

"What is this?"

Just as I reached out to remove the paperweight and was about to touch the brocade, a loud shout suddenly came from behind: "Don't move!" ”

I shuddered with fright, and when I turned around, I just happened to knock over the stone candlestick that was sitting next to the table. In a hurry, the burning paraffin in my hand also fell onto the brocade.

In an instant, Bujin unexpectedly burst into a dazzling white light, and light smoke billowed out. Looking at the burial chamber again, it was empty except for the items on display before.

"Uncle's! Who the is that! Don't play tricks here! ”

I scolded angrily and shouted, but no one answered me! And the smoke that burst into the brocade had slowly engulfed most of the tomb.

It was no longer long to stay here, and I took a step, anxious to leave this burial chamber. But running towards the tomb door, as soon as he took two or three steps, he felt a burst of chest tightness and a heaviness in his head, and he stumbled and collapsed to the ground.

I struggled to get up, but I couldn't exert any strength! I could only lie on the ground limply, panting heavily.

It was so uncomfortable that I couldn't help but feel tired, and even my consciousness began to be in a trance, and I felt as if I was about to meet Marx!

When people reach the time when the six gods have no master, they love to think wildly. I tried my best to collect in my brain the past 20 years of my life. I thought about how to report to Marx when I met the old man Marx, and how I made great contributions to the people as a proletarian revolutionary fighter.

Just as my thoughts wandered, a group of laborers dressed in ancient clothes carried stacks of books into the tomb one after another, and placed the new scrolls on the previous wooden shelves.

What amazes me even more is that the tomb is now as if it had just been completed, and the ornaments listed before are extremely neat and spotless. The busy labor shuttled between the tombs, so lively, they turned a blind eye to me lying in the middle of the tomb!

"Heyer! What a situation! Wouldn't this be the legendary Yin Soldier? No, I have to confirm, confirm! ”

I struggled and struggled again to crawl a few steps to the side, trying to pull the toilers' trouser legs, hoping to get their attention. But every time I stretched out my hand and grabbed it, I was empty-handed!

The more I thought about it, the more I felt afraid, and I didn't have the courage to verify it again.