"It's zongzi, big zongzi!"

The thick black face of the ancient seven elders was also a little pale at this time.

The simple two words, "zongzi", pushed everyone's fears to the extreme.

This is not the Dragon Boat Festival, besides, people who can go to the tomb naturally have some understanding of some legends of ghosts, how can they not know what the zongzi in the old man's mouth means.

Of the five, with the exception of the Ancient Seven, the others seemed to be highly educated, and their education taught them to look at the world with a scientific attitude.

However, human beings are small after all, so small that they can't even recognize it, everyone is constantly retreating, and Zhang Ning, who was already leaning against the wall, is now irreversible, his body is like a noodle, slumped on the ground, the tremor of his body is becoming more and more obvious, if there is any stimulation at this time, he will definitely faint immediately.

And that Duanmu Longchi was indeed a soldier, although his face was also very ugly, but he never retreated, and the metal storm in his hand had been facing the coffin like this, waiting for Gu Qi's movements.

At this moment, Nie Yu suddenly smelled a foul smell, and when he looked at Ying Hui's expression beside him, he knew that it was not his hallucination. At first, he thought that Zhang Ning behind him was so frightened that he was incontinent, but after a while, he saw Gu Qi's rather strange behavior.

The compass in Gu Qi's hand was gone, replaced by a black porcelain box, and he was dipping his fingers in a paste in the box, drawing some strange symbols on the coffin, and his mouth was still muttering strange language that probably cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods couldn't understand.

Under the light of the flashlight, the paste took on a black-red color, and the stench came from the box.

Maybe out of curiosity, or maybe because the "gurgling" sound was really gone at this time, Nie Yu tentatively walked to Gu Qi's side, looked at the black porcelain box in his hand and asked, "Team...... Chief, Seventh Master, what are you pretending to be here, why are you ......?"

"It stinks, doesn't it?"

Gu Qi continued to draw on the coffin and said, "This is black dog blood, but this black dog blood is not ordinary, it has been passed down in my family for hundreds of years, so naturally it has long since become stinky and moldy." ”

As he spoke, Gu Qi turned his head and said to Nie Yu with a rather weird smile, "However, this one is easy to use. ”

"You, you're a family heirloom? In other words, your ancestors were thieves...... Digging for the soil? ”

Nie Yu asked tentatively.

"That's right! I'm an ancestral heirloom, hehe! ”

Gu Qi smiled, "This is my unique skill, how about it?" Do you want to learn, it just so happens that I have no children under my knees, and it's good to take you as a godson, your qualifications are good! ”

Nie Yuan hurriedly shook his head, not to mention that his father's life and death were unknown at this time, even if it was normal, he would never have the slightest interest in this, not to mention, this thing still stinks.

Looking at Nie Yu's embarrassed expression, Gu Qi laughed dryly again.

At this time, the scene had calmed down a lot, and the others had gradually eased up, but that Duanmu Longchi did not relax his vigilance at all, and was still holding his gun steadily, ready to mutate at any time.

Just as everyone's nervous hearts were relaxed, Gu Qi's hand suddenly stopped, and a "Huh?" came out of his mouth, "Huh?" ”

Because Nie Yu was beside him, he subconsciously looked towards the place where the ancient seven fingers had stopped, and at that moment, he was stunned.

Yes, surprise, not fear.

Just where Gu Qi's finger had just scratched, a string of numbers appeared-20330403.

The string of numbers was like a watermark, which didn't exist at all in the first place, probably because it was smeared with black dog blood.

Gu Qi probably also discovered this strangeness, he didn't draw any ghost talismans, but stained his entire palm with dog blood, and then painted a large piece next to the string of numbers in black and red.

At this time, Ying Hui helped the trembling Zhang Ning to come over, and when everyone saw what appeared later, they couldn't help but have beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads, if it weren't for Ying Hui pulling, that Zhang Ning seemed to have to retreat to the wall.

In fact, at this moment, everyone realized that the string of numbers might be a date, and below this date was a small piece of text, which should be the same kind of text on the wall before, according to Duanmu Longchi, it was Aryan.

"Is this—is this the life of the owner in this coffin?"

Nie Yu blurted out, although this matter feels incredible, you must know that it is July 6, 2033, if you say so, the person in the coffin has just died, how is this possible?

Gu Qi stroked the goatee under his chin again, perhaps because of nervousness, he forgot that he still had black dog blood on his hands, this time it was good, his beard was full of black and red paste, and of course there was a slight stench.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "It seems that there is no other explanation for this, but what does it mean below?" It's a pity that we can't understand it now! ”

Ying Hui and Zhang Ning behind them also shook their heads, everyone stared at the text on the coffin, and even forgot that there was a corpse in this coffin, and it was likely to be a so-called zongzi.

At this time, Duanmu Longchi spoke again, he held his gun, and asked tremblingly, "Seventh Master!" Can you tell when these things were written on them? ”

He seemed to be very nervous at the moment, even more nervous than he had just realized that there would be zongzi, otherwise, his voice would not have trembled so much.

"This ......"

Gu Qiyi fell silent for a while, and after a long time, he finally shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I'm not sure about this, because it's not engraved or written directly, so it's hard to judge now." ”

At this time, he suddenly turned his head and said firmly to Duanmu Longchi: "However, I'm sure that this must not have been written recently, and Che has been writing it for at least more than a hundred years, so our guess just now was wrong, and the number on it should not be a date, otherwise it ......"

As soon as these words came out, I saw that Duanmu Longchi seemed to suddenly become more nervous, and his right hand holding the gun was trembling slightly, "Impossible, how is it possible?" No! How did he end up here? ”

He repeated the words in a series of words, and suddenly he said firmly: "No, it is a date, and the person in the coffin is called Amin, Muhammad Amin." ”

As soon as these words came out, even Gu Qi gasped, and he could know the people inside without opening the coffin? It's something he can't do unless......

Nie Yu looked at the words on the coffin, and then at Duanmu Longchi, and the admiration in his heart spontaneously arose, "You, do you know these words?" Didn't you just say you didn't understand it either? ”

Duanmu Longchi shook his head and said softly, "I only know that name. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the place at the top of the text that resembled the name of the deceased, "Because I know this person, this Amin is the former head of a terrorist organization called AS in the Middle East, he was assassinated three months ago, and his date of death is 2033, 04, 03, haven't you read this news?" ”

The three people except Gu Qi all nodded slightly, indicating that they seemed to have seen it, but it was probably blurred for a long time, who would remember the news from three months ago?

Nie Yu scratched his head and asked tentatively, "Maybe it's a coincidence?" ”

"Nope! It's not a coincidence, at least I don't remember his name and I won't forget it. ”

Hearing such an answer, Nie Yu scratched his head again, thought for a while, and said, "Oh! Then there can only be one explanation, that is, he is the Ah Ming you said, and the time of death is correct, maybe it was the first tomb robber to bring his body in, so the expedition team found this tomb. ”

This explanation is reasonable, but it does not explain the time when the text was written on it, because the ancient seven said that it was written on it at least a hundred years ago, which means that someone foresaw the date of this person's death a long time ago, no! It was even foreseen that this person would be born.

"No!"

Duanmu Longchi suddenly let out an extremely dull voice, "He, there is no corpse!" ”

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone else shook their heads helplessly, because this sentence was too mysterious, what coffin was used without a corpse, and how did he know if there was a corpse.

Nie Yu smiled slightly and said: "I said, what's wrong with you, I seem to have seen this news, although I can't remember it clearly, but I'm sure there is absolutely nothing about the corpse in it, and there are no photos or videos or anything." ”

"That's right! Yes! ”

Duanmu Longchi nodded, "But, do you remember how he died?" ”

"Wasn't it assassinated? I remember, as if to say that he was killed by dynamite. ”

"That's right! That's right, so do you know who the person who planted the t, n, t, and explosives is? ”

Duanmu Longchi looked at Nie Yu calmly.

"Then who knows? It's all said to be an assassination, and it's ......"

However, Nie Yu stopped as soon as he spoke, he suddenly raised his head that had just been lowered, and said with a certain shock: "Could it be ......?"

Although Duanmu Longchi didn't say anything, everyone present seemed to understand something, and they all looked at Duanmu Longchi with surprised expressions, as if they didn't know each other.

Duanmu Longchi ignored these people's shocked expressions and continued, "I saw his body blown to pieces with my own eyes, and if there was a corpse, it would only be a pile of rotting ...... Meat puree. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded, and they all looked at the coffin, although it no longer trembled, and there was no sound, but the atmosphere of fear was once again overwhelming.

"Oops! Why didn't you say it earlier, it's broken! ”

Gu Qi on the side suddenly became impatient, and he quickly dipped his hand in the black porcelain box with the dog's blood, and drew it on the coffin, probably to quickly complete the previous ghost drawing.

"Well, we're really going to be miserable now."

As he spoke, he drew quickly, but looking at his movements, he seemed to have panicked to the extreme, and it seemed that he no longer cared about the quality of the ghost drawing.

However, not long after he finished speaking, the coffin in front of him shook again, this time not only shaking for a moment, but shaking more and more violently, and even the sound of the coffin lid being knocked could be heard.

"Giggle...... Giggle......"

Then the terrible voice rang out.