"Wait, let me think about it." The fat man made a stop on his hand, and a man muttered there. "You wrote a novel, and the content of the novel is actually the content of your dream, and it just so happens that the content of the dream does exist in reality, and just now you fainted and had another dream, dreaming that we are all dead。。。。。。。"

The fat man gestured there as he spoke, asking himself questions, and then giving his own answers, and finally the "two fat men" gave a unified answer: "I believe you, this hole cannot be reached." ”

After speaking, the fat man smiled: "Second brother, do you say that your name is not the prophet of the unknown, we are changing our lives against the sky?" ”

The fat man's attitude surprised Fei Yunfan, Fei Yunfan looked at the fat man, and the fat man also looked at Fei Yunfan: "What do you want me to do?" Now it's your business, tell me what happened when we got into the cave? And then you're thinking about which way we're going, and I'm telling you, you have to think about it, it's not a drill, it's not a drill. ”

When he said this, he threw the problem to Fei Yunfan.

Fei Yunfan pressed his head that was about to explode in pain, and said, "I don't know what to do next?" ”

Fei Yunfan spent half an hour telling the fat man about the dream once, Fei Yunfan said very slowly, trying not to miss any details. The fat man barely thought about it after listening to it, or he had already figured out what to do in the process of Fei Yunfan's words.

"Xiaolan, they are not in the cave of Jiuqi, it must be in one of the other three holes. Let's choose a hole and go in. ”

There are still three numbered holes left: Wu Jiuyi, Yiyi Yiyi, and Yi Lingyi, what kind of hole will Xiaolan choose to enter?

"If you can't decide, we'll use divination to decide."

The fat man took off his shoes and threw them into the sky, aiming the toe of his shoes at Wu Jiuyi's hole. He put on his shoes and said, "That's it." ”

Fei Yunfan was stunned by his rash decision, and said, "What kind of divination is this?" ”

The fat man said: "Luck is also a kind of divination, if Xiaolan and they are also chased by zombies, then they don't have time to think about where to escape." Then it is in vain to guess. It's better to let God choose. ”

Ever since he was in school, the fat man likes to simplify complicated things. In the past, Fei Yunfan always felt that this was a problem, and in the final analysis, it was a lazy word. Now that looks like it's a plus.

The fat man saw that Fei Yunfan was not moving, and stabbed him with a scabbard. Fei Yunfan hurriedly followed.

Fei Yunfan calculated the length of this Yongdao and the Yongshi Yongdao in his heart, obviously this repair is much more atmospheric than the Yongdao that cut corners, Fei Yunfan and the fat man will not feel crowded when they walk side by side, through the Yongdao, a rectangular stone door appears at the end, the lintel is engraved with high-relief animal heads on both sides, the beast head is both like a tiger and a dragon, but the size is different, behind the stone gate is erected a square bluestone stone stele, the whole body is polished brightly, and it is full of words. What was written, Fei Yunfan couldn't understand a word. The fat man instead became interested in the words above.

"What? Do you know? Fei Yunfan asked strangely.

"You forgot what I was doing, fat man? After being in this circle for a long time, you will find that sometimes the ancient Chinese characters are more recognizable than the current Chinese characters. The fat man didn't look up and said: "Longmen Shukai is a new style of writing formed in the Northern Wei Dynasty, but it has existed for a very short time, and few people have used such a form of writing later, which is really strange?" The fat man wanted to speak and stopped, but he kept shaking his head there

Fei Yunfan saw that the fat man said something strange and didn't continue, and said impatiently: "What's strange, you know me and miss it quickly." ”

The fat man turned his head and glanced at Fei Yunfan: "You are in a hurry, Lao Tzu is not a computer input that can translate it for you." ”

"Actually, there is nothing strange about this tomb itself? It's no wonder that this tomb shouldn't be here. ”

The fat man said this, Fei Yunfan was even more confused, what is not strange in itself, what you understand.

"Yitong Sansi Tianshui County guards the tomb inscription of Lu Changchun, the public Taoist urn, the word Yixuan, the ancestor is called Dongping people, the Miao descendants of the ancient Shennong, and the current emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty is also from his uncle. Do you understand what it means? ”

Fei Yunfan still expressed puzzlement: "The owner of this tomb is called Lu Changchun? ”

The fat man said impatiently, "Why are you so stupid? Tianshui County in the Sui Dynasty is today's Gansu. Where are we now? This is Sichuan, which used to be called Shu Dao difficult. Now there are more than 1,000 kilometers of road from us to the middle of Lanzhou, Gansu. In the inaccessible Sui Dynasty, after the death of a county guard in Gansu, why did the cemetery appear here?

Fei Yunfan said stupidly: "Falling leaves return to the roots? ”

The fat man put his hand in his hair, scratched it a few times, and calmed down his attitude: "Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian is from Shaanxi, and his brother must also be from Shaanxi. ”

I don't know if it's because of the headache or because I often write novels, Fei Yunfan suddenly realized: "Oh。。。。。 The fat man saw that Fei Yunfan seemed to understand, and guided Fei Yunfan to say it in anticipation. It's a beautiful place with a beautiful scenery and a good environment. ”

"Er, you're such a bull, it's good that you continue to live in your own world."

The fat man didn't want to have anything more with Fei Yunfan, and looked at the rest of the epitaph. He scolded while watching: "Damn, it's all about singing praises of virtue, if it was really a Qing official, the Sui Dynasty would not have died so quickly." ”

"Oh, I see, someone brought the tomb here."

The fat man was speechless to Fei Yunfan: "Tang Seng walked 12,000 kilometers to learn scriptures and took 19 years. How long do you think it will take to move a grave?" After speaking, he got up and walked into the burial chamber and looked through the burial objects. "It's all genuine. What the hell is going on? ”

Fei Yunfan couldn't help when he watched the fat man rushing in and out, only stupidly holding a torch on the side. I saw that the fat man found a black stick with an iron rod and walked to the coffin.

Fei Yunfan hurriedly asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Again? Oh! Do? Of course, it's open, and there's an evil aura inside and out, so you want to know what's going on. Just look at the main owner in the coffin. ”

Fei Yunfan thought of the first time the fat man went to pry the coffin, he pried out a zombie. Don't pry out another one this time, try to stop him.

The fat man didn't think so and insisted on priing the coffin, but Fei Yunfan couldn't stop him, so he had to give up. In fact, he himself was very curious about how the tomb thousands of miles away could come here.

Fei Yunfan held the torch firmly, found a tomb brick and held it in his hand to guard. The fat man fiddled with the coffin for a while, and finally managed to make a crack. Relying on his brute strength, he forced the coffin lid open a gap where he could start.

When the gap was opened, the fat man's forehead was already sweating. From the surface of the coffin, the lid should not be so heavy, and the wood on it is already foamed in the dry environment here.

The fat man rested for a moment, put his hand into the coffin, and grasped the edge of the coffin with both hands. Shouted, "Up." "The coffin lid didn't move.

The fat man took a few deep breaths and sank his weight down. Lifting it up, the fat man's green tendons are about to collapse out. The lid of the coffin remained untouched.

The fat man sat down on the ground and scolded, "What the hell is this wood so heavy? ”

Fei Yunfan went over and touched the wood on it, looked at the thickness, and said, "According to the quality of the wood, this is no more than 100 catties at most." ”

"A hundred pounds? Even if it's two hundred pounds, I can lift it. I'm afraid it's more than 500 pounds. ”

"More than five hundred pounds? It's not iron, how can it be so heavy. ”

"You go and try."

Fei Yunfan went to try to lift it, and it was really heavy, and he was afraid that it would not be less than five hundred catties. Even the heaviest wood does not exceed the mass of iron. Such weight is only iron.

Fei Yunfan and the fat man worked together, and after a long time, they barely pushed out half of the coffin lid. The fat man knocked on the inner wall of the coffin lid with his hand and scolded: "Sure enough, it's metal." This old thing also said that he was a clean official. I don't know how much people's fat and people's ointment have been scraped. ”

The coffin lid is made of all-metal, except that a wooden lid is placed on the outside. In the end, Fei Yunfan and the fat man took a breath and lifted the coffin lid to the ground. The corpse inside the coffin had rotted into a white bone, and there was actually a coffin next to the white bone.

"His grandmother's, what the is this burial, coffin coffin coffin."