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I couldn't help but feel a little tired of fighting like this several times, and the few times I was hit by the snake's tail just now, the whole person was now in a state of confusion, so I proposed: "Let's rest first." ”

Without waiting for them to reply, I couldn't wait to sit down next to the blind Chen, ignoring the smell of fish everywhere in the air and the blood stains that filled the tomb.

I really feel a little tired.

In a daze, I saw that there seemed to be something more on the ceremony table, but at that time my upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, and my whole body was weak, and I couldn't take care of much, and I fell asleep before I could see clearly.

But the strange thing is that when I woke up, the second uncle and the third uncle were still around Wu Ming, and I suddenly had some doubts, how heavy Wu Ming's injury was this time, I woke up and he hadn't woken up yet.

I shook my head, still dizzy, and realized something was wrong. The surrounding atmosphere has not changed at all, the three fat men are still talking about helping Wu Ming find a doctor, and the snake blood flowing on the ground is still exuding temperature, and the time for me to fall asleep is only one minute at most.

I grabbed two handfuls of my hair, thinking what the fuck this fucking thing is,

The blind man Chen was still asleep in the corner next to me, completely unaware that we had just experienced a life-threatening fight, and after thinking about it, he was the one who lived the most comfortable life in the ancient tomb, and the idea of kicking him could not be pulled out and ingrained in my mind.

In order to prevent me from doing practical activities that are obedient to my heart, I hurriedly walked towards the second and third uncles. Although Wu Ming is usually a little indifferent, he is also a person who can work with.

At first glance, I felt a little less anxious. Wu Ming had woken up, but his body was still a little uncomfortable, the little brother in black was bandaging his wounds, I raised my hand to look at the worn ten fingers, wiped them on my pants casually and walked over.

"Is there anything wrong with that?" The second uncle asked when he saw me walking over.

I shook my head and was about to say no, but I noticed something big. Ever since I woke up, I've always felt that there is something strange around me, as if there is an extra pair of eyes watching our every move out of thin air.

At some point, there was an extra coffin on the ceremonial stage.

The whole body is red and black, covered with moire.

I hurriedly exclaimed: "I'll take it, look, there is an extra coffin on the ceremony stage, which was obviously not there just now." "Everyone was a little confused by the coffin that appeared out of thin air, and there were many changes in the tomb, and we all chose to wait and see first.

Of course, there are often some mavericks in a group, such as the three fat people.

He stepped forward and asked, "Isn't this another fantasy?" "I looked at his hands that had already been placed on the coffin and felt very speechless, you can fucking touch it and ask if it is an illusion, I dare to conclude that the three fat men have absolutely no IQ at all.

"The Xiao family is three fat, could it be that the impact of Candle Jiuyin just now is too great, so you can't distinguish between reality and imagination, your hands are on it, and what are you saying is true or false, this coffin must be true." The third uncle said with a smile.

The three fat men withdrew their hands and glared at the long-dead snake.

There is a contradiction between the illusion inside this tomb that has long been shattered by us, and the coffin that appears out of thin air and can feel its real existence. Just like an idealism and a materialism, it is impossible to let them exist at the same time, people often believe in the situation of fixed thinking, what they believe is more inclined to materialism, that is, the real existence can be touched, seen and felt, but idealism abounds in the tomb, and they dare not make any judgment for a while, and it is even more unclear why the coffin appeared out of thin air.

On the other hand, the tomb of Song Sleeve that we walked all the way is full of strangeness and puzzlement. The successive visions made us even more chaotic, and we could not find any clear clue. And from the big picture, the pattern of the whole tomb is also not logical, although the Song tomb is realistic, but the place where Song Sleeve lived before his death can not be a corridor, there are too many tombs in this tomb, but there are few real tombs, strictly speaking, this is like the appearance of a well-dressed mound, not a tomb after death.

But now the coffin that appeared inexplicably broke the statement of the mound of clothes.

Speaking of which, it comes back to Song Sleeve, although thousands of years have passed, he can be regarded as the real key figure in this incident, and the only source for us to pursue the so-called ultimate secret. But just looking at the murals he left on the tomb wall, it seems that they are a little too sketchy, and the opportunities for him to get the two ancient swords of Zhan Lu and Chunjun are too coincidental, and the content on the murals is a little untenable.

Thinking about it like this, it is even more urgent to know what role Song Sleeve is playing in this, and is its ultimate purpose as simple as the mural says? A purpose that is willing to be made public is no longer considered a real purpose in my opinion, just like myself, if I want to do a big thing, it is impossible to say the ultimate benefit of this big thing, and it is neither interesting nor more interesting to do so.

In my heart, it is obvious that Song Sleeve also hides his ultimate purpose.

Just when I was stunned, the three fat men made a mysterious summary again, he said: "How do I think, this tomb is not Song Sleeve's at all." ”

This is indeed what I have thought in my heart but I have never dared to admit it, if that is the case, it will be a heavy blow to us, it means that we are further away from the secret, and to put it more seriously, some of the previous efforts have been in vain, and the death of the men who followed the bad old man is even more wronged.

I couldn't wait to find a reason to refute the three fat men's point of view, so I said according to my thoughts: "Could this be a well-dressed mound, a tomb of Song sleeves, but it can also be said that it is not a tomb of Song sleeves?" ”

Wu Ming shook his head, breaking the little illusion I had in my heart, I thought they agreed with the statement of the three fat men, this is not the blood of Song Sleeve's tomb at all, the high enthusiasm is like being poured from the beginning to the end by a basin of cold water in an instant, and it disappeared in the sound of "Zizizi", and my whole person also turned off the fire, I really wanted to find a quiet place to shout loudly.

Just when I was about to open my mouth to the eldest mother, the second uncle said in time: "This is not like a mound of clothes, a mound of clothes refers to a form of burial in which the clothes of the deceased are buried in place of the remains of the deceased, and there is no real body of the deceased in the tomb." Generally speaking, when the body of the deceased cannot be found or has been buried in another place, a mound is set up to commemorate the deceased. In addition, there is another form of clothing mound - the foundation of life, which is set up before the death of a person to pray for disaster dissipation, and the burial of some living people's clothing and ornaments. ”

I haven't digested it from the second uncle's popular science knowledge, and he continued: "This tomb has at least hollowed out the mountain by more than 30 meters, and it is not counting the width of the mountain. The clothes and mounds recorded in the history books, there are inscriptions in front of the tomb, and more people who have a greater influence in history, in addition to the birth of the base, are mostly built for others for the deceased, although this Song sleeve is Zhao Gou's own royal brother, but he was finally married to the red sleeve country by Zhao Gou as a woman, obviously he does not have the ability to let people build a mound for him, and he did not make any meritorious events for the Southern Song Dynasty. So, this is the tomb he built for himself. ”

Hearing the second uncle say this, my heart was put back in my stomach a little, although he denied the statement of the clothed mound, but he also did not say to the third fat man that this was not Song Sleeve's tomb.

I was secretly pleasantly surprised when I suddenly heard a few clapping applause, and my nerves tensed again, and I didn't even think about lifting the empty gun to aim at the place where the sound sounded, and subconsciously pulled the trigger, and I didn't see the bullet pop out before I remembered that the magazine had already been used up by me, and hurriedly replaced the gun in my hand with a short dagger.

The bad old man walked out of the darkness with a gun and said, "Little Brother He, there is no need to be so nervous, Li has no malicious intentions." As he spoke, he fired a shot at my foot, and then the nerves completely collapsed, and suddenly it was more than a meter away, this guy must have done it on purpose. He put away the gun and said, "Brother He, this is your unfinished action just now, right?" ”

This kind of action is undoubtedly disrespectful to me, and I can't take into account the traditional virtues of China for thousands of years, so I instantly burst into a foul mouth: "Grass your aunt, finish your sister, master, my gun is always going to your head, do you want to try it?" ”

The latter smiled and did not speak.

This is deliberately provoking me, I didn't grow up as a vegetarian, I forced myself to calm down and looked at the bad old man casually, and then said: "Oh, no wonder I bite people, it turns out that the lackey is missing an arm and a mad dog." ”

Although I was a little further away from the bad old man, I also saw that his face changed as I wished, and he won a small victory.

The bad old man no longer looked high, and said with a shy face: "Brother He, look at what you said, didn't Li see that you were nervous and wanted to help you relax and relax, everyone is all the way, there is no need to target each other, get along in harmony." ”

"What Elder Li said is that the younger generation is more polite." Pretend who wouldn't.

Seeing that he couldn't talk anymore, the third fat man hurriedly said: "Who should I be, it turns out to be Li Lao, I must have suffered a lot, and my clothes are torn." Come on, hurry up and I'll sew and mend it for you, oops****, why did the Northeast brother in the back lose his arms, what did you encounter? ……”

Now, the bad old man's face is completely black.