After breaking this trap, he will be extra careful, God knows how much danger there is, all of a sudden, Zheng Jiuwu has become their leader, and his sense of danger will be much more than ordinary people.

This problem was easily solved by overcoming rigidity with softness, and what would await at the end of the dark passage? The answer appeared at the next corner, without any warning, the bluestone slab on the ground suddenly loosened, and at that moment, Li Xin and Wang Ling fell, the two of them were in the middle of the team, and the people in front of them did not find that there was a problem with the stone slab under their feet. Because before that, there were already four people walking through!

Things moved so fast that without the slightest preparation, the loose slate closed again, as if the earth had suddenly turned into a monster with its mouth open, and had swallowed everything back to its original state. No matter how hard they tried, the slate did not move, and the gaps between the slate connections were so precise that even the blade could not be inserted.

"I'll go back and get the explosives!" This was the only way to think of for a moment, they had enough munitions on board, which was a must-have for a pirate ship.

After only a few steps back, Lao Pi disappeared with Sha Kun and the poet, and the three brothers watched as the stone slab under their feet sank down, and they didn't even have the strength to call......

Just like sliding a slide, Wang Ling quickly lost her direction in Li Xin's continuous screams, and finally stopped after about half a minute, and then soon hit her waist with a heavy impact, and it turned out that she also came down......

The only good news is that the torch he was holding in his hand was never discarded along the way, Li Xin only saw a firelight dancing in front of him, and finally when the firelight stopped, she also bumped into it, "snapped", and the torch fell to the ground and sparks splashed everywhere.

They only remember the emptiness under their feet, and when they looked back and looked behind them, it turned out to be a circular hole, the surface of the hole was unusually smooth, and the bottom section of it was close to vertical, and after a few attempts, the two gave up, unless it was a gecko with suction cups on its hands and feet, it was difficult to go back from here. And what's even worse is that there is not much left of the torch now, Wang Ling knows that he is not Zheng Jiuwu in the dark, if there is no light, then it is equivalent to living and waiting for death, so he immediately took off his clothes and rolled it on the wooden stick, and the top priority was to immediately find the incendiary that could be continued.

"Look at that?" After walking a few steps, Li Xin found that there was a "person" with a rickety figure squatting in a corner, she dragged Wang Ling's arm and didn't dare to leave easily, and stepped forward with a torch to explore, it turned out to be a skeleton, he was wearing a hat on top of his head, wearing gray linen clothes, but he was also crawling with cobwebs. I don't know why, the muscles on his body are not rotting, but they have become shriveled due to the loss of moisture, sunken eye sockets and exposed gums, and the things that interest Wang Ling the most, he has a lamp in his hand!

The lampshade was black, for Wang Ling, its appearance at this moment was the greatest warmth, he reached out to take it but stopped, he handed the torch to Li Xin and then knelt down on his knees and kowtowed to the corpse, and said: "Today, it is difficult to borrow the lamp of the nobleman to use it, and disturb the soul of the dead to make amends after the day." ”

Together, Wang Ling looked at the corpse again and felt a little different, he felt that his chin seemed to be a little lower, this strangeness made him a little nervous, but Li Xin said that she was very afraid just now and didn't pay attention. Seeing that the torch was about to burn out, Wang Ling had no choice but to pinch his arm hard, and then tried to remove the kerosene lamp with his other hand. This was done because the corpse's hand was bent into the shape of an eagle's claw, and the end of the kerosene lamp was tightly clasped in the arm, and once the corpse was shriveled, it was difficult to break because of the tightening of the tendons.

After trying twice, the lampshade was not taken off, and at this time, there was still a small flame on the torch, and in a hurry, Li Xin proposed: "You light the lamp inside first, otherwise we will even lose the fire!" ”

This is indeed a top priority, Wang Ling opened the glass cover that has been sealed for I don't know how many years, and the family fiddled with it and found that it was not kerosene at all, but a half-burned candle! He was a little ecstatic, because he had been worried about the volatilization of kerosene, but there was a candle inside, knowing that this thing could be preserved for a long time, when he put the flame in it twice, the candle slowly lit up, and the mung bean-sized mass kept flickering there.

Now he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, throwing away the wooden stick that was about to burn in his hand, Wang Ling felt that now he could slowly fiddle with the lamp. Suddenly, the flame "rubbed" and jumped high, and then for some reason it quickly began to shrink again, and in the blink of an eye, it became a little bigger than a mung bean, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time.

Looking back at the wooden stick on the ground, the flame had been partially extinguished, and Wang Ling nervously protected the lampshade with his hand, praying that God would not joke with him at this time. The flame was still faint, no matter how hard he tried, but Li Xin slowly hugged his arm at this time and whispered: "Fourth brother, why do I feel so cold......

A cold sentence instantly made Wang Ling realize that he didn't know when he had goosebumps on his body, and this is often the reaction when people subconsciously feel fear, and only then did he notice that there was a flash of light in the corpse's originally empty eyes.

In the "Daomen Tibetan Scripture", it is recorded that yin and yang are said that fire is also divided into yin fire and yang fire, and the biggest difference is the difference in color. The yin fire is green, and the yang fire is bright yellow or red, so when someone passed away in the past, there would always be an ever-bright lamp placed under the coffin head, usually experienced people will observe the color of the flame, when it gradually changes from yellow to green, in the folk saying it means that the person has gone to the yin.

The appearance of this kind of fire is by no means a good sign, both of them suddenly felt abnormal, and a faint fear began to gradually attack from the bottom of their hearts, and at this time, Li Xin didn't dare to look at the dead body at all, she felt that the thing would come back to life soon.

"I've got a way!" Wang Ling thought of a passage described in the book, the more yin things are, the more afraid of pure yang things, and as an adult male, the hot yang blood, that is, the middle finger blood, is artificially the representative of yang energy. So, Wang Ling stuffed his finger into his mouth, bit it hard, and then slowly handed it to the flame and squeezed it, one drop, two drops...... When the third drop fell, the flame suddenly became vigorous, and Li Xin also felt that the chill began to subside in an instant.

Some things are so strange that no one can explain how they work, maybe it's a comfort to people's hearts, or maybe there is a way to say it, at least for them now. Riding on the flame, Wang Ling's heart also changed a little, thinking: I came with the intention of respecting you, but you played black with me, we Chinese pay attention to the first courtesy and then the soldiers, since you are not kind, don't blame me for being unjust.

So he turned around and went to find a stone and was about to break the corpse's arm, but at this moment Li Xin said: "Look if there is a piece of gold in his eye socket!" ”

Fang Cai Wang Ling did notice that there was something wrong with the corpse's eyes, and when she said this, he looked up and saw that there was really something golden, so he boldly put his fingers in, and after a while, he really took out a gold coin from the left and right eye sockets, and took a closer look, it was the same kind as what Zheng Jiuwu found.

"Fallen Gold!"

I didn't expect to find two gold coins on this corpse at once, so it can be explained by holding it in the mouth after death, but how can a person put the gold coins in that position when he is alive? Unless it's to gouge out his eyeballs, or wait for him to die......

Thinking of this, that somewhat bloody picture is always so uncomfortable, Wang Ling casually put those two things into his pocket, but after he took out the gold coin, the corpse's wrist suddenly loosened, and then the lampshade actually fell by itself. It was also thanks to Wang Ling's quick eyes, so he took the first step to hold it with his hand before it hit the ground, and then looked at the fingers that had been clenched by Fang Cai for some reason, and what they didn't expect was that the corpse immediately collapsed into a pile of messy bones after a few seconds......

When I was describing this paragraph, I asked Wang Jiahui repeatedly, are you sure this is not a paranormal phenomenon?

I couldn't fathom her answer, she said that when human desire and greed reach a certain level, they don't even admit that they are dead, and when the sources of greed are cut off, everything returns to its original state......