The fire fold in Wang Lei's hand was taken out by Sun Da, and this is also the last thing we can illuminate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The third stone arch is basically the same as the first, except that the carvings on it have changed a little from the stylist. We don't know what the second stone arch looks like, and no one had time to pay attention to the special situation at that time. One door after one door is high, and there shouldn't be much difference when you think about it. Of the five of us, only Wang Meng recognized the inscription on it, and Wang Lei reached out and handed him the fire fold.

Wang Meng's observation time this time was much longer than the last time, and the expression on his face was also unpredictable. We stood next to it and were fine, so we simply lit a cigarette and squatted in the corner and smoked.

I asked Wang Lei while smoking a cigarette This is the first bucket he poured, Wang Lei spit out the smoke and said that he himself can't remember the specifics, anyway, the big and small buckets in Henan have basically gone through, but the most noteworthy of them is the tomb of Marquis Deng Ai.

It is said that the brothers of the Wang family followed the gossip in the market to find Cao Cao's seventy-two suspicious graves, and they tossed back and forth for about two years, but they didn't even know where Cao Cao's tomb was headed. But just when the brothers were about to give up, they accidentally discovered Cao Chong, that is, the mausoleum of Deng Aihou. The two brothers would definitely not give up this opportunity to pick up the leak, and they knocked the robbery hole into the tomb in three strokes and two by two.

This Cao Cao and Cao Chong are worthy of being father and son, and Lao Tzu's tomb is difficult to find, and his son's fight is also difficult. Wang Meng and Wang Lei wasted a lot of effort to touch the bedroom of Deng Aihou, and they basically stepped on all the traps that could be said in the tomb along the way. I thought that they would be happy after finding the main master, but neither of the two brothers expected that there was nothing in the white jade coffin in the dormitory.

The two brothers instantly felt that something was wrong, and immediately behind them they found Deng Aihou, who was supposed to be lying in the coffin as a pile of white bones. Although Deng Aihou said that he was young when he died, he used brute force to scar the Wang brothers. It wasn't until much later, when I accidentally saw the scar on Wang Meng's stomach that was more than ten centimeters long, that I understood the danger at that time. In the end, it came out, but Wang Meng almost folded inside. Deng Aihou directly cut Wang Meng's stomach with sharp nails, and according to Wang Lei, Bai Huahua's intestines flowed all over the ground at that time.

They were able to tell the name of the mountain monkey before because they had dealt with it in advance, and they had already met in the tomb of Marquis Deng Ai. It's just that they are much worse than we are, four or five mountain monkeys form an iron wall, and there are only two of them.

Staying in Qingshan is not afraid of running out of firewood, but fortunately, the brothers have rich experience in fighting for many years, and immediately abandoned the treasure in the white jade coffin and escaped.

Wang Lei said that there was a little sparkle in his eyes, and I only later learned that Wang Meng left the long scar on his stomach in order to protect Wang Lei.

I turned my face and asked Sun Dasanniang, from the time I saw them, I felt that neither of them was ordinary people. Let's just say that Sanniang's ability to wear Yang in a hundred steps is no one can compare, as for Sun Da, I feel as if he knows everything.

Before Sun Da could answer, Wang Lei grabbed a sentence and said: "The people of the old Sun family are not comparable to us."

Sanniang gave me a charming look and smiled: "What? It's only been a few days since you've known each other, and you can't help but want to know everything about other people? ”

It is said that women are as good as tigers in their thirties, especially women like Sanniang, who are full of charm in every move. My small body standing next to her is not enough for her to see, and if I really push half a half, I guess it will take less than a week to squeeze me into a dry corpse.

I threw away the cigarette butt after spitting out the last puff of smoke, and at this time Wang Meng had almost finished reading the inscription on the arch.

Wang Meng lowered his head and calmed his face, his eyes were cold and scary.

"What's written on it?" Sun Da walked to the stone arch and asked.

Wang Meng didn't hide it from us this time, squatted on the ground and rubbed the carving and said: "People have three hurdles, one hole is a hurdle, and we have already passed two hurdles."

Wang Meng's words give us no clarity. I frowned and thought, as the saying goes, if you don't die in a big disaster, there will be a blessing in the future, isn't it a blessing after the hurdle?

"It's not a hurdle for the living." Wang Meng stood up.

"It's not for the living, it's not for the dead." I teased.

Sun Da then looked into the cave, but he couldn't see anything except the dark ground.

"Legend has it that there is a road called the road of life and death in front of the ghost gate, and there are three hurdles along the way called the ghost to cross the road." Sanniang put away the frivolity of the past, paused, and then said: "It is estimated that these three holes are equivalent to three hurdles, I guess the reason why the owner of this tomb left an inscription is to let us retreat."

"What the hell are you going to do! Now let's go home and don't even think about it! Wang Lei was the first to be unwilling.

Sanniang looked at everyone and said, "Then you have to think clearly, after this hurdle, the ghost door is closed."

Wang Lei waved his hand: "Even if it's the Yama Palace, I'm going to break through!"

Wang Lei was silent for a while after speaking, and it was obvious that none of us wanted to go home.

Wang Lei looked at us with satisfaction and said, "That's good! Let's move on until there is a truth about history! ”

This time, the formation changed slightly, led by Wang Lei with a fire fold, and I was still the last. After Wang Lei hit the head, Sanniang came to the front of me, and I don't know if Sanniang deliberately or how, she twisted her ass when she walked. What I watched in the back was called a restlessness, but when I thought of Sanniang's innocent appearance, a basin of cold water instantly extinguished the fire that was about to ignite.

Once we entered the cave, the air seemed to drop several degrees, and I couldn't help but shudder.

This time, we had a good eye, the sapper shovel in our hands had already been revealed, and Wang Lei was also blowing the fire and checking it in all corners.

The third hole is almost as big as the second one, and we scanned around it to find a coffin under the mural on the top of the tomb!

Our progress slowed down considerably, and I clenched the sapper shovel tightly, and a fine layer of sweat broke out in my palms.

When we walked to the corner, we realized that it was not a coffin, but a coffin. It was also a wooden coffin, and the whole was dyed red. Usually only long-lived people are buried in red coffins, and we are not sure if there will be another mountain monkey jumping out of it like last time, or if there will be nothing like the second stone coffin.

There is always an indescribable weirdness about a big red coffin in the darkness.

The carved golden crow on one side of the red coffin is particularly dazzling, and we take a closer look and find that the entire golden crow is actually woven with gold thread!

"There's one here, too!" Wang Lei's eyes lit up and pointed to the other side of the red coffin.

The dim yellow light and the golden light are intertwined, and our eyes are all yellow.

"Grandma, who is a thief!" Wang Lei suddenly scolded. I followed it and found that the two eyes of the golden crow were missing, leaving only a dimple in their place. It is estimated that there should be something inlaid in it before, and looking at the appearance of the surroundings, it is estimated that someone has deducted it.

But fortunately, there are still these gold threads, so I picked up the sapper shovel and squatted on the ground and dismantled it. Wang Lei was not idle, and the two of us tossed on both sides of the big red coffin for a long time.

I really don't know how the ancients inlaid the gold thread, and it was so firmly inlaid that it took me a lot of effort to remove the gold thread. After dismantling it, I found out that this golden crow was woven with the same gold thread, and it was all high-quality gold.

I wrapped the gold thread in a ball and checked it in the palm of my hand, and it weighed two or three kilograms. At the current market price of gold, this is a lot of income, and staying in the tomb for a few hours is faster than selling Chinese medicine in the medicine hall for a few years.

Just as I put the gold thread in my backpack, I suddenly felt something drip on my neck, and I just wore the gold and wiped it casually with one hand. But then a few more drops fell on me in succession, and the neckline was wet. It wasn't until then that I realized that something was wrong, and there was a strong smell of blood wafting from the dark hole.

I slowly raised my head, but the next scene I saw was so frightened that I jumped up directly: "Blood! There is blood in this red coffin! ”

I took several steps back in a row, and Wang Lei and the others suddenly raised their shovels and leaned over to me.

Wang Lei: When they came, there was finally a light hall, and by the faint light, I found that my original white shirt had turned blood red. The smell of blood pierced everyone's frowns, and when I smelled it, my stomach suddenly became nauseous, and a strong vomiting sensation instantly rushed to my throat, and I hammered my chest hard to force the vomit back into my stomach.

I couldn't help but shed tears in my eyes, and I saw that there was constantly red blood flowing out of the red coffin, at first just a few drops, and finally it was like a waterfall gushing out!

And the blood that flowed out seemed to be alive, and it was connected in a long line towards us. We were cornered, but the blood in the red coffin was still pouring out as much as we didn't want money!

The blood stopped when it reached our feet, and for a moment none of us dared to act rashly.

In the end, Wang Lei stepped on it, and his hand holding the gun tightened. We also followed Wang Lei's footsteps towards the red coffin, and our feet were slimy and uncomfortable.

Wang Meng gave us a look, and we stood on the same side and pushed the coffin lid across the coffin. This time the coffin is just an ordinary wooden coffin, although it is not light, but it cannot be compared with the previous stone coffin.

We tried our best to push the lid down on the ground and retreated in an instant, but after waiting for a while, there was no sudden change. At this time, Wang Meng also picked up a gun, and Sun Da followed sideways. I took the sapper shovel in one hand and put the other hand on my waist, and I followed with all my strength. Sanniang didn't move behind us, but she had four darts in each of her hands. The sharp blade of the dart glows coldly, and as long as the contents dare to show their heads, they will definitely beat it into a sieve!