Hearing that the old clam was gone, Liang Ruoyi didn't speak, but pondered for a while and looked at the cloth bag monk. Seeing that the old monk was also expressionless, he snorted coldly and walked towards the coffin.

The old monk came to the long-abandoned sacrificial furnace, recited a Buddha name, and bowed slightly. I feel Coke in my heart: If you worship again, you will also pry other people's coffins, what's the use of worshipping? The Buddhists didn't teach you to pry other people's coffins, so it's okay to bow down, right?

"Who could this be?" Liang Ruoyi asked.

I was about to say I didn't know, but suddenly another figure came to me, and when I got closer, it was the Seventh Master.

"Where's the pockmark?" I asked.

The seventh master shook his head: "I was separated from him to look for it just now, but when it was time to gather, the pockmarks were gone." ”

So weird?

Monk Budai and Liang Ruoyi didn't say anything, and it seemed that they didn't want to investigate where Mazi was.

I shrugged, pointed to the black coffin without any decorations, and asked, "Seventh Master, look at this coffin, who will it be?" ”

"Cao Mengde's tomb will naturally not be here." The seventh master guessed: "The biggest possibility is that it is the maid who was buried with Diao Chan." ”

I was stunned: Could it be that the evil aura I felt since I came in emanated from this coffin? This explanation makes sense, otherwise why would you only feel a chill in the back of your head and not see anything evil after walking half the way!

"Open the coffin?" Liang Ruoyi seemed unwilling to ask about other things, so he was straightforward.

"Open!" The seventh master said: "What if that Hanjia will stay in an inconspicuous coffin!" I'll open it. ”

The Seventh Master walked to the black coffin, reached out and knocked on the coffin lid, counted it, and then took out a drill tweezer and a small hammer from his backpack, and smashed it into the gap in the coffin lid.

I stood aside and watched, muttering in my heart: It stands to reason that the seventh master has cooperated with the old clam for so many years, and these things should be in the old clam's backpack. In these two operations, I have paid attention to the packages of the two many times, and I have not found these things in the backpack of the seventh master.

The old clam is not here at this time, and the things that should have been brought by the old clam appeared in the hands of the seventh master, is there any conspiracy here? Of course, maybe I'm wrong, the seventh master may carry these things in the backpack compartment. Liang Ruoyi's expression on her face was a kind of astonishment after hearing that the old clam had also disappeared just now, obviously she didn't expect the old clam to disappear.

Also, where did Mazi go? At this time, Lao Clam and Mazi were not there, but these two people disappeared in the second layer......

After thinking about it, I couldn't grasp any clue, so I could only watch the seventh master pry open the lid of the coffin little by little.

"That's it!" The seventh master pried open all the rivets on the four sides of the coffin lid and touched the sweat on his forehead: "Xiao Gu, you come to help me!" ”

I nodded, walked over and stood on the other side of the coffin, holding the coffin lid with both hands, listening to the seventh master count "one, two, three", and the two of them worked together to lift the coffin lid!

"Be careful!" The moment the lid of the coffin opened, I saw a dark red corpse gas emanating from it!

Everyone hurriedly stepped back, and the Seventh Master asked me, "Xiao Gu, what color?" ”

"Dark red."

The Seventh Master frowned: "Dark red? ”

"Inside?" Liang Ruoyi suddenly pointed to the coffin and said.

We hurriedly shone the light of the flashlight, and found that the brilliance we had just opened was still a coffin, and what we opened was only the outer coffin, and there was another layer inside, but there was no coffin lid, only a skid.

"There's a word on it!" Liang Ruoyi said.

The seventh master looked at me, I think he nodded, indicating that the corpse qi had disappeared, and what puzzled me was that with the disappearance of the corpse qi, the chill in the back of my head also disappeared. Could it be that as soon as the lid of the coffin is opened, the corpse inside, or the evil thing, is gone?

I also followed the seventh master to stand in front of the coffin, looking at the skids inside. The skids were white and smooth, I can't tell what kind of wood it was, I had never seen it. There were only two lines of words written on the skid, and when I looked at it, it was difficult to read, so I looked at the seventh master and the cloth bag monk.

"It is two sentences to commemorate Diao Chan." The seventh master looked at the cloth bag monk and said: "The cloth clothes are drunk with the stars and the moon, and the haggard couch is also captivating...... What do you mean? ”

"It was written when Diao Chan was sick, right?" I guessed.

The Seventh Master nodded: "Maybe, but Cao Mengde will have the leisure to write two low-level poems to praise his confidante when Diao Chan is sick?" ”

"Why not?" Liang Ruoyi seems to have some opinions on this view.

I grinned, Liang Ruoyi was still very little woman when she touched on the problem of men and women, and the last time I went to Afang's mausoleum, the old clam said that no matter how busy a man is, he must feed a woman, because the needs of women are endless, otherwise they will cheat, if Liang Ruoyi was not driving at that time, he might have slapped him!

The cloth bag monk on the side frowned, and stopped talking, and it seemed that he didn't quite believe his opinion.

"No matter, open the coffin!" The seventh master said: "It's seven o'clock in the morning now, and our time is getting less and less. Can't hesitate. ”

After saying that, the seventh master took the drill tweezers and the hammer, jingled and chiseled a few times, and with a "click", the skid's wood shattered coldly and fell directly into the coffin!

At this moment, a chill hit the back of my head, and I subconsciously took a step back! When the others saw me retreating, they hurriedly followed suit, and the light of the two flashlights shone into the coffin.

The entire third floor fell into a terrifying silence, except for the two lights in front of us, it was pitch black, and I heard my own nervous heartbeat, and my eyes were fixed on the coffin.

One minute, two minutes, I looked at my watch, and three minutes passed, and nothing happened in the coffin of the black hole.

"What's inside?" I asked, slurkingly.

The seventh master shook his head, indicating that he saw me retreating just now, and he retreated before he had time to look at it.

After waiting for a while, the seventh master was about to come forward to observe, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took a step, there was a sudden sound of music in his ears, a "buzz" sound, which shook his ears and buzzed, it was the music of horn rhythm!

I covered my ears and rubbed it, and then I felt better, and as soon as I quieted down, I heard a "thud" in the coffin, as if something moved!

Now, all of us dare not move! The four of them were guarding such a coffin with the lid open in the tomb in the early morning, and after waiting for a while, there was suddenly such a movement, and Rao is seventh master also felt a tightness in his heart!