"No, nothing went wrong, I was worried at first, but fortunately, it turned out that this thing was not as evil as I imagined. We're ready, and we'll find someone to open the coffin tomorrow, but there's one thing I want to ask you, you say, can the contents of this coffin get out on their own? ”

The old man said, but he was extremely cautious, I looked at him and wondered, "Run out by yourself?" What do you mean? You mean, what's in this coffin that came out on its own? ”

I said, subconsciously looking at this coffin, but at a glance, I didn't notice anything abnormal, this coffin is sealed, there is no trace of brute force, to say that there is something inside, either it is squeezed out of the mouth of the statue on the coffin, or, this thing can break through the physical barrier through the coffin to come out. But the possibility of the latter is extremely small, because, according to me, even ghosts and ghosts can pass through the wall, and it is also a misunderstanding to see them a few times from time to time, because that thing is like smoke, which can pass through a very small gap, but if it is tight enough, a bottle of mineral water can seal those things, which is also true.

In this case, the first possibility is very high, but such a large coffin, such a small hole, unless the contents can flow out like paste, otherwise, no matter how you think about it, you don't think it can get out, isn't it a trouble

Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked for details, and after hearing this, the old man said to me: "I'm ashamed, I can't help it, I should have found someone to watch this thing, but you also know our place, no one dares to spend the night here, so ah, I locked the gate and sealed this place, but guess what?" At first, nothing happened, but yesterday morning, when I came with a few experts to inspect the contents of the coffin, I found that there was an extra mess of water in the house."

"Like this?" Hearing this, I said dumbly, but when the old man saw this, he shook his head and said to me: "No, no, the water in this place is all flowing out of the coffin, nothing is a big deal, after all, the coffin has been soaked in the riverbed for so many years, and it is understandable that there is a little water in it." However, the water was different, and it flowed out from this place all the way to the door! ”

The old man said, pointing to the bottom of the coffin, and then flicking back to the iron door that looked tight and high-end, and then added: "You say strange, don't you? Normally, it is impossible for the water in this place to flow there, and I think that something may have come out of this coffin, but I was frightened at the time, and I looked for a lot of people in the house, and then went to the corridor to look for it, and I searched for it all day, but I didn't find anything! It was like it had disappeared into thin air! Then I thought, is this some kind of ghost, zombie, some kind of monster or something coming out of here, stop hurting people! So, I sent someone to inform the nearby residents that the night was not peaceful these days, and they should not go out when they were fine. ”

The old man sighed, then took my arm and said to me, "Xiao Lu, I know, you are doing this, you have the ability and knowledge. Look, can you tell me what's crawling out of here? Could it be, it's really a water ghost or something? ”

"Probably not, if it's really a ghost or something, something would have happened a long time ago, but this matter can't be taken lightly, as far as I know, in the course of this old river, it's easiest to pick out some very magical things, wait a while I'll look around and see if I can find anything." If not, then there's nothing I can do, just call me when you find something you can't handle. ”

I said, shrugging my shoulders, the old man was a little unwilling, but after thinking about it carefully, it was all about, we talked about some trivial matters, and gradually pulled the topic to the coffin.

In order not to cause the old man any necessary trouble, I told him some things about this expedition, except that I told many of the things I had seen with my own eyes that I had heard legends from the mountain people, so that I would not be too hot to rot.

Because, judging from what I know about these archaeologists, once they know what is going on in the mountains, they will definitely be very interested, and when the time comes, the old man will be in a hurry to ask me to do something.

Besides, the things in the valley are not good stubble, we beat the carcass of the ancient evil god that was soaked in the Danding, it was already awesome enough, and the people of those tribes were out of body at that time, and I don't know what the reaction of those people will be when they come back.

I'm thinking, if I go back this time, if I catch them, maybe they will be chopped into meat sauce and eaten by those people, no matter how I think about it, I think this matter is a bit hanging. And, more importantly, it seems that this valley itself is a very mysterious place, for thousands of years, there are only a few people who can visit, since people hide in such a paradise to live their own lives, then, this thing should become a myth If this matter is known, it may provoke many people to come to find death.

So, in all my senses, I felt that I had done the right thing, but fortunately, the old man didn't doubt my words, and I could see that this man's main focus was on what I had relayed.

He sat on a small stool on the side, listening and remembering, occasionally frowning, and occasionally showing a sudden expression, and seeing that his expression was extremely varied, I knew that this old man must have a lot to say to me.

It turns out that my guess is right, and when I finished telling what I knew, the old man put down the notebook in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "The mythical story you said, I have heard it before, in some wild histories, there is indeed that kind of legend, about the matter of this nine-headed willow, the story is still less, but, according to the legend, in the flood era, there was indeed a struggle between the two groups of the water god Gonggong and the fire god Zhurong, which lasted for a long, long time. As for the dragon that you said about lending the divine fire to Nuwa, I haven't heard of it, but judging from the chronological background and your description, it seems that I can tell you who it is. ”