Liang Ruoyi, the seventh master, and the cloth bag monk, after hearing the movement in the coffin, instantly bit the hundred blood stones in his mouth, and prepared to spray it directly if the evil thing pounced on him.

But after waiting for a while, there was no movement.

The seventh master frowned, looked at me and said softly, "Xiao Gu, you go over and take a look." ”

He said as he took a few more steps back. Liang Ruoyi and Monk Budai also took a few steps back, and they had already retreated two stone steps, almost a zhang away from the coffin.

With a wry smile on my face, I had to step forward slowly, and when I was almost two feet away, I raised the flashlight in my hand and shone it inside.

It was black and hollow, and I could see that there was nothing left except for a few pieces of wood, and the flashlight allowed me to see the bottom of the black coffin.

Is there really nothing in there? I was also puzzled, and took a cautious step, and before I could look over, a dog barked in the quiet, suffocating darkness: "Wangwang-"

I was so frightened that I almost jumped up, and instantly reacted to the fact that it was a puppy strong man in the backpack, and hurriedly looked down, and saw that this bastard poked out his head at some point, and opened his teeth and claws at the coffin!

"You're sick!" I cursed and reached down to push it back into my backpack.

"Xiao Gu, be careful, a dog's intuition is more real than a human's intuition." The seventh master reminded me in a low voice.

I nodded, and subconsciously touched the back of my head, which was no longer cold—between me and the dog, I would naturally choose to believe in myself!

I took a step forward and was already standing in front of the coffin. Looking down, there was really nothing in it except a few pieces of broken wood.

"Seventh Master, there's nothing, it's all the skids that were broken just now." I looked up and said.

The seventh master answered and wanted to come over, but the cloth bag monk suddenly raised his hand to stop him: "Woman, under what circumstances are you haggard and lying on the couch?" If he was sick, would Cao Mengde write like this? When writing this poem, Cao Mengde was obviously absent-minded, presumably it wasn't Diao Chan who was sick, right? ”

The old monk is thoughtful, I have been taught in the Afang Mausoleum last time, although this person does not know much about digging gold and pouring holes, but his views on everything are really to the point.

The Seventh Master listened to the words of the Budai monk and stood still in place, and Liang Ruoyi on the side suddenly said softly: "Unless, unless Diao Chan was pregnant at that time......"

Pregnant?! Diao Chan pregnant?! This made me almost laugh out loud, but in an instant, I felt that what Liang Ruoyi said was not unreasonable, judging from the two verses on the skid, Cao Mengde was in a good mood when he wrote the poem, so he praised Diao Chan's peerless appearance; But Diao Chan is obviously "haggard and lying on the couch", and at this time he still has the heart to praise Diao Chan, so there is really only one possibility: Diao Chan "lying on the couch" is not because of illness, but because of pregnancy!

Cao Mengde was naturally overjoyed because Diao Chan was pregnant, had a child in old age, and was born to a red face in his own life, so he made two poems. However, when he was rejoicing, he was a little absent-minded, but the level of the verses was average.

So, why is this poem in the skids of this coffin?! Moreover, if this coffin is buried with the children of Cao Mengde and Diao Chan, why is there no mark on the coffin, and there is no rest of the commemorative decoration in the skid?

"Could it be that the blood baby before was Cao Mengde's child?" The seventh master said that he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva - killing his confidante, and then turning his child who was still in his womb into a blood baby, this kind of damned thing, even if it is a shameless generation of heroes Cao Mengde, he may not necessarily do it!

"Xiao Gu, take a closer look!" The Seventh Master said to me.

I nodded, and the flashlight in my hand shone into the coffin in front of me again, but there was really nothing in my eyes other than a few pieces of wood. I shook my head, and suddenly remembered that I was looking at this coffin upright, and the right angle near me was a dead end, so I leaned forward slightly, and the flashlight in my hand also shone at the dead corner on my side.

Before I reached this dead end, the back of my head suddenly felt cold, I hurriedly wanted to withdraw my body, but it was too late, I felt a pair of crispy little hands "click" on my left forearm on the side of the coffin, and then, I followed the light to see a miserable white baby's face with black holes in the eye sockets!

"Ahh Blood Baby! I screamed, and the blood baby, who was less than two feet away from me, seemed to feel a special aura on my body, and the hands that had just grabbed my forearm were suddenly retracted, and then the face disappeared into the coffin!

I jerked back, not paying attention to the stone steps behind me, and staggered to the ground.

The three of them didn't know when they came behind me, looking around.

"Whew...... ...... whew, I gasped: "Did you see that?" It's a blood baby! ”

No one spoke, the seventh master nodded at the cloth bag monk and Liang Ruoyi, then spared me, slowly walked to the coffin, and then suddenly flew up and kicked over!

With a "boom", the coffin was kicked by the seventh master and flew out, fell two meters away, and scattered with a "bang".

The pieces of wood were scattered all over the ground, and the white blood baby had disappeared......

I was still panting heavily, and I confessed that both the so-called companions around me and everything I encountered in this Shixun tomb were far beyond the scope of my psychological bearing! These days, I have been forcibly suppressing the fear in my heart, I am always in a state of uneasiness, I am afraid, I am afraid of the people around me, they are more terrible than those evil creatures without intelligence! I have been able to hold on until now because I want to show everyone and make them think that I can do it!

I'm just a college student who has just graduated for less than half a year, and I've never participated in any events like this before! At this moment, I couldn't hold it back, and the infinite fear that welled up in my heart suffocated me, and my heart was about to jump out! I don't know why I joined this team, and I even began to wonder what my father's death had to do with them and me!

"Are you alright?" A weak hand was on my shoulder, it was Liang Ruoyi.

I looked at her with a sweaty face and swallowed hard - as if it wasn't a ball of saliva, but a heart that was about to jump out: "Huh...... It's okay......"

Liang Ruoyi nodded, saw that the cloth bag monk and the seventh master had walked to the scattered coffin, removed the hand on my shoulder, and held my left hand: "I know, you have endured a lot, believe me, everything will be fine." ”

As she spoke, she shook my hand vigorously and walked to the Seventh Master's side.

I smiled wryly in the dark, picked up the flashlight that had fallen to the side, and walked over.