The age of this ancient sword is estimated to be quite old, the scabbard is completely rusted into a ball of patina, but the black hilt is very intact, and the inscriptions and patterns engraved on it are still very clear, and it seems that the material is not the same as the scabbard.

Duan Chen took it in his hand and weighed it, and found that it actually weighed sixty or seventy pounds, and it was impossible for an ordinary bronze sword to be so heavy, unless the volume was magnified several times.

"The blade of the sword must be something else." Thinking to himself, Duan Chen grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and suddenly pulled the sword out of the scabbard, making a piercing grinding sound, like a ghost crying wolf in the empty tomb.

Throwing away the broken scabbard, Broken Chen carefully looked at the ancient sword in his hand. The style of this sword is not like a bronze sword from the Warring States period, but more like the style of the Han sword used after the Han Dynasty, with a longer body and a wider body. The black and red material is not made of metal, and the both sides of the blade are polished very smooth, and even the shadow of a person can be reflected horizontally in front of the eyes, and the blade is the same color as the sword body, but it is slightly blue. At the ends of the two sides of the sword body, two ancient characters are engraved, one is the word 'evil' and the other is the word 'evil', which makes the whole sword look full of weird atmosphere.

Broken Chen found that the body of this sword was also wrapped with a thick black qi, even more than those corpses. He chuckled softly, "It's kind of interesting." Then he took the ancient sword in his hand and turned around and walked out of the ear chamber.

Wu Xie immediately greeted him: "Broken Chen, you have nothing to do, right?" What were you doing in there? It made such a loud noise, it sounded like a ghost was screaming. ”

Duan Chen shook his head to show that he had nothing to do, and by the way, he showed the ancient sword in his hand, which was regarded as answering Wu Xie's question.

Wu Xie's eyes lit up when he saw the ancient sword, and he opened his mouth and said, "Dragon's back!" Is this thing in the ear chamber? Is there still one in there? ”

This ancient sword is indeed a rare treasure, but in ancient times, it was at most just a weapon, so it was normal to be placed in the ear chamber. Hearing that Wu Xie seemed to want to go looking for it, Broken Chen shook his head and said that he was gone.

Without waiting for Wu Xie to express his annoyance, Da Kui, who was watching the coffin over there, suddenly shouted: "Look, this sarcophagus has been opened!" ”

A few people walked over to take a look, and sure enough, they found that the coffin board was not sealed with the coffin, and there were many places on it that had traces of a very new pry bar.

Wu Sanxing immediately took out the pry bar from his bag, pried open the coffin board little by little, and then took the lamp to shine inside. Pan Zi, who was standing next to him, let out a strange scream: "Why is it a foreigner inside?!" ”

When a few people looked at it, it was indeed a foreigner's corpse, and it was very fresh, and it was definitely less than a week after it died.

The dead man who was fighting was naturally not afraid when he saw a lot, and Pan Zi reached in to pick up something without thinking about it, but was grabbed by the shoulder by the stuffy oil bottle: "Don't move!" The Lord is below! ”

The stuffy oil bottle was very strong this time, and Pan Ziyi, who was in pain, grinned, but after listening to the stuffy oil bottle's words, he really didn't dare to move.

A few people took a closer look, and there was really a corpse under the foreigner, but he couldn't see what it looked like, but it was definitely an old zongzi.

Wu Sansheng carefully took out the black donkey's hooves and said, "This should be a black hair, the first strike is stronger." ”

Pan Zi hurriedly went over to give him a hand, and the stuffy oil bottle was also watching. Wu Xie was a little excited in his heart, and watching how to renovate zongzi for the first time made him scared and expectant.

Broken Star wasn't very interested in the ugly thing, and simply stood aside and waited for them to finish.

At this moment, a slight sound caught Broken Chen's attention, and he turned his head to see a dark figure walking out of the door of the jade door, standing in front of the miner's lamp placed on the ground, with a huge head wider than his shoulders, and striking a strange posture against the light.

The few people who were about to humanely destroy the zongzi suddenly felt that something was wrong, Da Kui was the least daring, and he was the first to find the big black shadow reflected on the wall. And as soon as he reminded him, everyone reacted and looked at the strange shadow in a daze.

Wu Sanxing was the first to come back to his senses: "I'm grass!" What the hell?! ”

Several people turned their heads in fright, and they saw the true body of the black shadow, and their psychological emotions suddenly changed from fear to anger.

"Damn! Your uncle's! Wu Xie couldn't help but scold.

It turned out that the black shadow was a man with a large clay pot on his head, a flashlight in his hand, and an Egyptian dancing pose, and there were two holes in the clay pot, and the two thief eyes looked at them through this hole, as if trying to scare them away.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, and Pan Zi scolded at the end: "Where did the little guy come from?" How dare you scare your grandfather and me, and see Lao Tzu shoot you! "After that, he went to pull out his gun.

The guy was immediately startled when he saw that Pan Zi had a gun in his hand, shouted "My mother", then turned around and fled, and ran directly into the tomb outside the jade gate.

Pan Zi was decisive in killing, and he was angry, he did not hesitate to raise his gun and bor, and then pulled the trigger.

Boom! After a gunshot, the crockpot on the man's head shattered, leaving a trap around his neck.

was almost killed by a shot, and the man ran angrily and scolded: "You grandma is looking for death!" Look at your grandfather, how I will clean you up when I come back! As he spoke, his feet seemed to be smeared with oil, and he suddenly ran into the dark tomb.

"Not good! We can't let him go to our cave, if he touches that coffin, he'll be finished!" After the stuffy oil bottle hurriedly finished speaking, he took out the black gold ancient knife from his bag, and was about to raise his foot to chase after him, but someone was faster than him.

I saw Broken Chen leap forward under his feet, and the whole person was like a ghost, and the wind swept past several people, and he flew into the tomb almost in the blink of an eye, leaving not even a remnant. Several people in Wu Sanxing were dumbfounded: This is a fucking human?! Grass!! It should be a ghost, right!!

Wu Xie had seen it a few times before, so he was not too surprised, seeing his third uncle's sluggish appearance, he even had a little pride in his heart: "Look, this is the person I Wu Xie found, can you?" ”

Before a few people could come back to their senses, another voice came from the tomb. It sounds like someone is yelling at something. Wu Xie and the others were about to step forward to take a look, when they found that a black shadow suddenly flew in from the crack in the door, and after a closer look, it turned out to be the person just now. From the time he ran into the graveyard to the time he came back, only six or seven seconds had passed.

After the man rolled on the ground twice, he deftly turned over and got up, swished backwards and posed a martial arts starting pose with white crane wings, and shouted with a frightened expression: "Where is the demon?!" Dare to arrest you fat man me! ”

Wu Sanxing, Wu Xie, Pan Zi, and Da Kui looked at this tomb robber wearing a nocturnal mouse costume who claimed to be a fat man, and opened their mouths wide one by one. Even the stuffy oil bottle didn't seem to be a little stunned by the situation in front of him, and stared at it for a long time without speaking.

The fat man didn't pay any attention to the person in front of him, and his thief eyes stared at the crack of the jade door, trembling slightly. Just now when he was running away, he suddenly felt a strong wind behind him, and then a huge force grabbed him alive, and then threw him back. You must know that the fat man of his king has more than 200 pounds of pork belly, and he was thrown back casually, what kind of strength is this?

At this time, the thoughts in Wang Fatzi's heart were exactly the same as those of Wu Sanxing just now: This is not a fucking person?! It's a ghost!!

Stompe... Slow footsteps sounded outside the jade gate, and a cold face walked in. The fat man swallowed when he saw him appear. Wu Sanxing and the others also looked at Broken Chen with fear, as if they were worried about Broken Chen's ghostly skills.

"Hey!" The fat man opened his mouth with some confidence and shouted, "Why are you arresting me?" If you have the ability, you will draw the line, I will continue to follow the fat man, but there are many of you, so we have to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes! ”

Several people were reminded of his roar, and Wu Sanxing saw that he was disrespectful, and immediately scolded: "You dead turtle calf!" What did you want to do just now, we haven't asked you yet! You're good enough to ask about us! Say! Who the fuck are you? ”

"Hey! The fat man I don't change my name or sit or change my surname, the tuba Wang Kaixuan, known as the king fat man, the real gold school captain! The fat man looked triumphant.

Pan Zi couldn't stand his cheap look, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at him: "Less nonsense!" What did you just want to do? ”

When the fat man saw the muzzle of the black hole, he immediately withered, and said with a flattering smile: "Brother soldier, we are all revolutionary comrades, we should work together, why bother to use knives and guns?" I was just joking with you, and besides, I didn't do anything to hurt you, so forget it, haha. ”

Although this was said very out of tune, he didn't lie, and the few people just now did not suffer any harm except for being scared, but this fat man actually pretended to be a ghost and scary in the ancient tomb, either his nerves were too thick or his brain was too thin, and the situation in front of him was obviously that he had both.

However, now that the words have been spoken, the atmosphere on both sides has eased. It's just that the fat man refused to let down his guard for a long time, and his eyes glanced at the broken Chen not far away from time to time, looking extremely jealous.

Wu Sanxing was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes widened, and then he bowed slightly with a solemn face. Not only him, but Wu Xie, Pan Zi and Da Kui are the same. The stuffy oil bottle was even more direct, and his hand had already pressed to the handle of the ancient knife on his waist.

As soon as the fat man saw that these people were facing him, they all put on a posture of attacking at any time, and immediately became more vigilant. When he saw that Broken Chen was actually holding an ancient sword with his backhand and walking over with his feet raised, the fat man didn't notice Wu Xie at all the look they threw at him, he jumped back, landed on the edge of a coffin and made a golden rooster independence, and scolded fiercely: "Bah! Don't think that there are many of you, I am afraid of you! If you have the ability, come here! Wow yes! ”

The fat man yelled for a while, but he didn't see them rushing up. When I looked at it again, I saw that Wu Sanxing and they were all looking at themselves with idiot expressions, while Wu Xie was whispering something, looking at the lip shape as if he was saying: Back.

The fat man suddenly felt that something was wrong, and turned his head a little mechanically, and suddenly a smell of rotting corpses rushed into his nose. When he looked closely, a blue-purple face of a dried corpse came into view, and the hollow dark eye sockets were staring at him.

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