At this time, we have subconsciously become nervous, looking at the sarcophagus, everyone's eyes are full of vigilance.

"It seems that this treasure is not easy to take" Little Buddha grinned, maybe there are too many people to be confident, he is not a little nervous now: "Blind, why don't I go and dismantle the bone shelf?" Lao Tzu looks at how it cheats the corpse! ”

"This evil voice shouldn't have anything to do with corpses." The blind boss frowned vigorously, but he didn't feel like he was facing a great enemy, nor did he have the expression of winning when dealing with injustice, but as if he hadn't figured out something yet.

Hai Dongqing should be regarded as the person who knows the blind boss the most among the people present, except for the fat uncle.

Seeing that the blind boss had this expression, he asked, "What's wrong?" Quirky? ”

"There are injustices here, but the smell of yin qi is gradually dissipating" The blind boss muttered, "The evil voice just now doesn't sound hostile, what's the situation?"

Suddenly, the blind boss's expression changed suddenly.

"It's gone." The blind boss said in surprise.

"What's missing?" The fat uncle asked suspiciously.

"The breath of injustice is gone." The blind boss looked left and right, and said confusedly: "This injustice seems to be gone." ”

Maybe it's a coincidence.

When the blind boss said these words, the yin wind in the stone room stopped without warning, as if it had never appeared, leaving no trace at all.

At this time, everyone present was dumbfounded.

"Damn, this injustice won't be because we are so good that we run away by ourselves, right?" The little Buddha muttered.

"Don't worry about so much, more is better than less, let's go now." The blind boss frowned: "It's not good to stay here for a long time, I don't want us to run into any trouble." ”

As soon as the words fell, the blind boss pointed to the jade pieces scattered on the ground.

"Birdman, these things belong to you, take them back and sell them as travel expenses." The blind boss said.

"These things can be worth a lot of money, and selling a piece of it can make us back our travel expenses." Mr. Zhang interjected with a smile, it seems that he is quite familiar with the market of these antiques: "The craftsman who carves jade pieces has good skills, and he is definitely not an ordinary jade craftsman, plus these jades are old, for sure"

Hai Dongqing interrupted Mr. Zhang's words: "Let's take half of it, and you can keep the rest as a souvenir." ”

"No, it's a waste of these things thrown here with me." The blind boss smiled and shook his head: "This tree is left with us, and you can take the rest." ”

Hai Dongqing frowned and didn't speak.

"Holy shit, why are you so inkblotted, I don't have the money to use it or what?" The blind boss said impatiently: "When I really don't have any money, I still have to ask you to help me?" ”

Hearing this, Hai Dongqing seemed to be happy, and nodded with a smile.

"Okay."

Subsequently, Hai Dongqing took the little Buddha and began to pick up the jade pieces, picking it up, the little Buddha raised his head and asked us: "Which of you wants this thing?" Shall I give it to you? ”

"I don't want it." Uncle Fat and Kuroko said in unison.

"Just give me a piece as a souvenir." Mr. Zhang said with a smile.

When the little Buddha heard this, he picked up a piece of jade and threw it to Mr. Zhang.

"I don't want it either." Shen Han shrugged his shoulders, then looked at me and asked, "Do you want to?" I'll ask them to leave you a few more if you want. ”

"No need." I sighed, "I'm not here for this time, I'm just looking for some clues"

At this time, the blind boss had already walked up to us, and when he heard me say this, he smiled and handed me the black cloth bag in his hand.

"That's the clue."

I subconsciously took the bag, then checked it with my hand, and asked curiously: "Brother Yi, what does this thing do, can you see it?" ”

"You're stupid, I'm blind, look fart." The blind boss smiled bitterly: "Besides, I haven't seen this thing, I just know that it came from the Ageless Mountain, and I haven't used it."

"Let's go back and study it slowly." I said excitedly: "Maybe this is a bullish baby, just like the baby in the fantasy, dripping blood to recognize the Lord and then come out with a bullish old man, let's incarnate Long Aotian is just around the corner." ”

The blind boss slapped me on the back of the head and said with a smile, "Can you kid not daydream?" ”

"Hey, if people don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish." I laughed.

Just when I was chatting with the blind boss, out of the corner of my eye, I accidentally found something.

On the inside of the coffin lid, that is, the side inside the coffin, it seems to be uneven, and there are some pitted marks on it.

By the light of the flashlight, if you look closely, the marks on it are not small pits, but scratches one after another.

Each scratch is the thickness of an index finger, and there are several next to each other, and it looks like it

I didn't think much about it, took the flashlight, and hurriedly walked over.

When the rest of the people saw me running to the sarcophagus, they couldn't help but be a little curious, probably thinking, what am I doing in the past at this time?

"These scratches" I squatted next to the lid of the coffin, gently stroking the scratches with my hand, and a shocked expression gradually appeared on my face: "How does this look like scratching with my fingers?"

The little Buddha and I are very close, so at this time, he also came over curiously: "What's wrong?" What do you see? ”

"Buddha." I pointed to the scratches on the lid of the coffin, bewildered; "What do you think left behind these scratches?"

At first, the expression on the little Buddha's face was quite relaxed, but after he looked at the scratches with great interest, his expression quickly became solemn.

"These traces," the little Buddha whispered to me, glancing back at the sarcophagus: "It should have been left by the person in the coffin." ”

After speaking, the little Buddha shouted: "Come all over!" There is a situation here!! ”

Half a minute later, everyone gathered around the coffin lid, looking at the scratches on it with different expressions.

"If it is ruled out that these things are left by injustice, then these scratches are likely to be scratched by the hands of the person lying in the coffin" Hai Dongqing sighed, with some doubts in his eyes: "That person can't be thrown into the coffin alive, right?" ”

Hearing Hai Dongqing say this, we looked at each other for a while.

Thinking of the scene of being sealed alive in the sarcophagus, we only feel cold air rising up in our backbones.

If the man had been sealed alive in the sarcophagus, then he would have died of lack of oxygen.

The texture of the sarcophagus is not ordinary, if you want to leave such a deep mark on it, you still scratch it with your hands, and the nail cover has to be turned over

I looked down at my fingers, and the image of my fingernails flipping through my mind flashed through my mind.

"Holy shit, this fucking hurts." I bared my teeth and shivered.

"Wood, the person in the coffin, should be Feng Youzi, right?" Hai Dongqing asked.

The blind boss snorted: "Yes." ”

"How could such a powerful character be in this situation?" Hai Dongqing frowned.

"Who knows" The blind boss sighed: "I've got everything that should be in my hands, let's quickly pack up our things and leave, don't ink here." ”

Hai Dongqing nodded, and was about to urge the little Buddha to hurry up and pick up the jade piece, but he saw Shen Han squatting on the ground, poking the coffin lid with his fingers full of doubt.

"What are you doing?" I also saw this scene, so I asked casually.

"There are some dents on this," Shen Han said in a low voice, "I feel like I carved it."

Hearing this, we also squatted down to take a look, but we didn't see the dent that Shen Han said.

"You have to touch it with your hands, I don't believe you can try it." Shen Han said.

I didn't think much about it at the time, I stretched out my hand and touched it according to what Shen Han said.

This time, I really felt the dent she said.

These dent marks are very shallow, if you don't touch them carefully, you can't feel them at all, and it's no wonder that we couldn't see these dents before, it's really too shallow.

"These dents don't mean much," I said, puzzled, "could it be that they left it when they were working on this coffin lid in the first place?" ”

"I'll take a look." The blind boss smiled, squatted next to me, stretched out his hand and touched the dents: "I never use my eyes to see things, so if I touch them, I can see them more clearly, maybe I can."

The blind boss didn't finish his words, and when he touched those dents, his expression froze on his face for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Little Buddha asked.

The blind boss didn't answer the little Buddha's question, and silently touched the dents for more than four minutes.

"Pack up your things, let's go out first." The blind boss sighed and took his hand back.