After jumping down the steps, I walked directly in front of the coffin, and the light of the flashlight shone on, and the reflected light was a little dazzling, so I adjusted the light concentration to make the light slightly dim, and then I watched.

Although the seal characters on it look very awkward, I have studied it for a while, so I can naturally understand it.

"What's written on it?" Yan Jing half-squatted next to the coffin, stepped out with half a foot, and didn't mean to jump down, just looked at me and said.

"It's pretty much what I thought...... It is used to scare tomb robbers, and it can be regarded as a kind reminder, everyone who enters this place is destined to be a person, the treasure is taken away, the body of the fairy wife is buried, and those who enter will die! The second half of the sentence is read out according to the above text, and the meaning is indeed quite obvious, that is, to spend money to eliminate disasters.

Translated with modernization, it means that the baby will be taken for you as you like, don't disturb my wife's sleep, otherwise it will kill you.

Yan Jing smiled lightly after hearing this, and didn't answer, so she got up and circled around the coffin again.

"Fairy Wife ......" After walking around, Yan Jing went from one side to the other, and then half-squatted down, if she wore a skirt, then I would have an eye, but it was a pity that it was a pair of black leggings, after squatting, she muttered, and then looked at me again and said, "Do you believe that there are immortals in this world?" ”

"Immortals? Look at how you understand it, I can't say it well, even if the gods and legends of myths and legends are forgotten, most of them are, but there is no lack of some real ones, half-believed. I thought about it and said.

"The owner of this coffin said that his wife is a god, do you believe it?" Yan Jing asked again.

"If his wife is a fairy, my wife is still ......a ghost," I said halfway through, and suddenly I felt a chill behind my back, and my heart trembled directly, and I felt that my head was stimulated all of a sudden, and I didn't say the words later, and suddenly, I thought of the woman in white.

I don't know how to define the situation I'm encountering now, although I really want to say that the owner of this coffin is just to scare people, but I don't think it's that simple, because I don't have a daughter-in-law who is married to a bloody woman, so the sentence just now is obviously contradictory, and I don't understand how the woman in white fell to the ground in what way.

Yan Jing saw that my face changed, and subconsciously frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" Your wife is a ghost? ”

I smiled awkwardly, and immediately shook my head, some things are better to rot in my heart, after all, I didn't tell anyone about the woman in white, I used to want Fang Tianming to exorcise evil spirits for me, but later I found out that the woman in white had no malicious intentions, so I didn't care anymore, but this kind of thing is not something that can be shared with others, or I just understand it in my own heart.

After thinking of this, I was a little relieved, so I smiled at Yan Jing again, and then said: "I believe it, but this man is also powerful, he put his coffin at the gate and didn't put it in the main tomb inside, I can't figure out why, Sister Jing, you analyze and analyze?" ”

"In ancient times, didn't husband and wife all have to be buried together, I can't figure this out, maybe he trained himself to be a zongzi, and then stayed at this gate to guard, the tomb robbers saw the coffin how could it not be opened, and when he was released, he could fight, kill all the tomb robbers who stepped here, and then continue to lie in it and sleep, or ...... He's not dead yet? Yan Jing dragged her chin and said with her brain open, I actually think it makes sense.

"Hehe, it's amazing, so this coffin, should we open it or not?" I shrugged my shoulders indifferently and said, anyway, it's not me looking for Linglongxin, but I already have the answer in my heart, this coffin doesn't make sense, it's just a matter of time, and when the fat people are almost playing, the main event is coming.

As for whether the male priest lying in the coffin has become a zongzi, or whether he is dead or not, you will know when you open it.

After about five minutes, I saw that the fat man had run back, and to my surprise, he was empty-handed, he didn't take anything, and he didn't see much drum in his backpack.

I was a little puzzled and asked, "What's the matter, isn't there one of so many treasures that you can look at?" ”

The fat man touched a cigarette a little aggrievedly, and squatted on the other side of the can, one left and one right with Yan Jing, as if he was protecting the Dharma left and right, but the difference in size was a bit big.

"Damn, it's too much, the fat man doesn't know how to take it, let me slow down, can we get a big truck to drive in, and pull it all out, how cool is that, it's really not good, you call your fifth brother to borrow a transport helicopter for us, one is not enough, I'll see how many ha......" The fat man looked back at the mountains of treasures, and began to count with his fingers.

", what the hell, you think the helicopters are all mine." I smiled and scolded at the fat man, I don't understand what this thing thinks in his heart, he uses a military transport plane to move the dead weapon for us, and he can think of it.

The fat man was suddenly unhappy, so he grinned and said, "Just borrow it, we can rent it for ......."

"Come on, I don't have to rent, you look at picking a few good things to take, leave some for future generations, I don't see anything too good, I guess this good thing should be hidden in this coffin, put it outside at the local stall for people to take, it's strange to have good things." I waved my hand to interrupt the fat man's YY thoughts, if I opened my mouth to ask Mao Gose for a helicopter puller, I would be able to beat me and not be able to get out of bed for three months.

Of course, if the fat man is willing to be beaten for me, I can try to borrow it for him, but it must be no fun, the fat man has a bigger face in the eyes of Mao Gose, and he has a fart face, this kind of thing is originally a matter of principle, and there is no room for negotiation.

In fact, the fat man himself understood it in his heart, and he was addicted to it, after listening to my words, he immediately stopped breaking his fingers, stood up with a black mallet, and began to walk around the coffin with a smile, and said while wandering: "Hehe, you're right, there are so many treasures outside, and there is nothing too high-grade, good things must be in this coffin, you wait, don't rob me of this kind of thing when you open the coffin, I haven't done it for a few months, you see my hands are itchy." ”

The fat man carried the black mallet in one hand, and began to rub it on his pants with the other, and his excitement was overflowing.

Soon, Huo Nan and the others saw that we were going to move the coffin, and they all ran back, surprisingly consistently, they didn't hold anything in their hands, it seems that there are more treasures and it is not necessarily a good thing, and the difficulty of choosing is forced out.

"Okay, okay, your master is dizzy, don't turn around, open the coffin!"

(End of chapter)