After shouting, there was silence all around me after answering me, so I couldn't help but shout a few more times, but there was still no sound.

I really couldn't stand this weird atmosphere, so I pressed my hands on the coffin, and after a long sigh of relief, I slowly pushed the coffin away.

And with the shift of the coffin lid, the gap in the middle began to slowly widen, and inside the coffin, a familiar face appeared in front of my eyes, it was Yin Qingyang who had disappeared just now.

"Third Master...... You...... What are you? "I really don't dare to think about what's going on, what is Yin Qingyang's situation now.

I'm a little skeptical now that I really saw Yin Qingyang just now, or if Yin Qingyang had been lying in this coffin all the time, this feeling is really a bit like what Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng meant.

Just looking at Yin Qingyang like this, I shouted twice, but he still didn't seem to hear it, and then I finally mustered up the courage and stretched out my right hand towards Yin Qingyang.

There was no breathing, and even his body was already cold, and his intuition told me that Yin Qingyang did not die at this time, but at this moment, the surroundings suddenly became dark, and the room that was already dim and dark just now was dark in an instant, and when I looked back, I found that all the candles in the room were extinguished.

What makes my scalp tingle is that the candle outside seems to have gone out too......

Just now, Yin Qingyang told me what kind of candlestick it was, but now the candle is gone.

As the light source around me disappeared, and I only saw the faint yellow light left in the doorway, my heartbeat immediately accelerated, and after my brain spun around a few times, I roughly understood what was going on.

After thinking about it, the nervousness and fear decreased a lot, looked at the Fu Demon Tower on the confession, and touched the three things in his pocket, and then forcefully opened the lid of the coffin monk.

After walking up to the confession and bowing to the portrait of the ancestor master, I took the Fu Mo Ding back into the pendant space, all this was so natural, as if I would have been.

Then I looked back at Yin Qingyang's coffin, and I respectfully knelt down and kowtowed to the coffin three times, then stood up and turned around and walked out.

In addition to the basement, what shocked me was that the bronze mirror at the end of the corridor in front of me had also disappeared, and now there was only a bare wall, where there were still traces of copper mirrors and runes, leaving only the very quaint lamp, which swayed gently in the windless basement, as if telling an endless story, tirelessly shaking.

But the doors to the five rooms in the basement were still there, just like they were before I entered, except for the middle one I had just entered, and everything else was still tightly closed.

At this time, there is naturally no intention to knock on the door of a few other old guys, but such a third uncle, now the things brought to me are enough for me to drink a pot, if I meet any master and two uncles and the like, then my nerves will definitely not be able to stand it in a short time, and besides, the existence of those two old immortals, I don't know if they are still alive now, I just heard Mao Erxian say in the past, the master and the second master are not the categories that ordinary people can understand, only the third master can barely take a little ground, but now it seems that the third master has also been immortal for a while, and no one has found it until now, or maybe the old guys in the basement have already known.

What should I do with the body of the third master and the coffin now, I don't have a clue at all, what happened tonight, if I tell outsiders, eighty percent of it will be regarded as a psychopath, and there are too many obscure things, it is better to rot in the stomach.

As for how to deal with the things in the basement, I still ask Mao San Clinic tomorrow if he is making plans, I didn't pay attention to it for a while, so I can only let Mao San Diagnosis decide, as for whether Yin Qingyang's coffin will continue to be placed in the old shop, or be buried or brought back to Maoshan, it is not something I can manage, but since this incident has happened, compared to Mao Eryin, I can't sit still, and it is estimated that I will rush back immediately after hearing it, this is not a trivial matter.

Even if my father learned the news in the tomb, he had to put down his hand and rush back immediately, but naturally the news could not be transmitted to the ancient tomb.

I didn't sleep all night after I went back, and I had to spend a lot of time digesting the mess in my head.

I finally managed to stay up until the early morning of the next day, when the sky was still bright, I got up with dark circles under my eyes, walked to the room where Mao San was sleeping, and began to knock on the door.

"Come in."

What I didn't expect was that Mao Sanzhi seemed to have woken up, you must know that it is only six o'clock in the morning, if you have slept at night, there are not many people who can wake up at this point in time.

I pushed the door directly and walked in, and found that Mao Sanzhi was now sitting behind the desk, with a bunch of materials on the table, and Mao Sanzhi was now holding a fountain pen, sketching on the materials printed on the A4 paper, and he didn't look up at me, so he buried his head and continued to sketch.

"Third brother, got up so early, or did you not sleep all night?" I looked at Mao Sanzhi's face as if he was studying seriously, and I felt that the man in front of me was really not simple, he had reached this age, and he was still not tired of learning this kind of thing, you must know that when I was in school, I couldn't wait to tear up the textbook and burn it in minutes.

Or maybe he was studying some ancient tomb or other information, and when he saw me ask him, he looked up at me and said, "Also?" Didn't you sleep all night last night? ”

I glanced at the back of my head in embarrassment, nodded, and continued, "Last night...... I really couldn't sleep, so I went to the place where several teachers and uncles lived. ”

After listening to this, Mao Sanzhi's face changed suddenly, and then he directly put down the pen in his hand, bypassed the atmospheric desk, and walked towards me.

Without saying a word, he walked around me until I really couldn't stand it, so I looked at Mao Sanzhi and asked, "Third brother, what's wrong with you?" What's going on around me? ”

"What do you see?" After Mao San Ji walked around me again, he asked me rhetorically.

"I ...... Seeing the third uncle, he talked to me a little and then gave me something, but the third uncle ......"

Before I finished speaking, Mao Sanzhi directly waved his hand to interrupt my next words, and then said: "Don't mention this matter in the future, you should have never been to that basement, and you will understand when you go back and see there, and don't mention this matter to anyone, understand?" ”

(End of chapter)