Chapter 52 The Golden Silk Nanmu Coffin

The fat man was grabbed by Hu Biao's hand, and the other hand pinched the fat man's neck, the fat man couldn't move, Long Mo hesitated, didn't know what to do, Hu Biao stretched out his hand, "Give me the mirror." ”

"Don't give it to him, give it to him, we won't survive!" The fat man spoke intermittently because he was choked by his throat.

Just when Hu Biao thought that Long Mo was going to give the mirror, at this moment of trance, he saw that the fat man's figure shrank suddenly, and he slid out of Hu Biao's hand like a loach, and threw the mirror in Long Mo's hand to the ground, and the red stone fell out all of a sudden, and the fat man kicked the red stone to that place.

Hu Biao's target was not the mirror, but the red stone, and he grabbed his head like crazy and went all over the ground to find the red stone.

The fat man is only eighty centimeters tall now, like a child, holding Long Mo and running in the direction of the bronze pillar, has approached the bronze pillar, they will enter another world, here are all human bones, the pile of human bones is like a mountain, dozens of zhang high, at the peak of the bone mountain, is a coffin piled out of the human head, there is a pitch black, inlaid with gold wire coffin, the coffin is tied with a salty rope at the end of the coffin, and the coffin is hung up.

"Isn't this coffin the one you see in the mirror?"

"Nonsense, do you really think that you can bury people in the mirror, the bronze mirror can only reflect the position of the coffin in this special position, that is, the passage to the next layer of tomb, the bronze pillar is like an elevator, there is a door, without the mirror to reflect the door somewhere, don't think about being able to come down for a lifetime."

Long Mo still had a lot of questions after listening to the fat man's words, "Then what's the matter with Hu Biao?" Why does a severed hand grow again? ”

The fat man just smiled, "Others don't know, but I do, he found a good thing, that is, take a red stone on the mirror, it's not easy to take a stone, it should be an extraterrestrial meteorite, it has some special effect, and he doesn't want to be known, he can only use a fake hand to confuse us, the purpose is just to kill the two of us, if I don't shrink my bones and practice at home, this time I really want to fall, this kid's scheming is not simple." ”

But Long Mo was still puzzled, "Then why are we so confused when we look at the bronze mirror, and we want to get it?" And he will rust after I stain my blood with the Dragon Seeking Ring? ”

"It's all said, it's an extraterrestrial meteorite, which has some effect, and the Dragon Seeking Ring is also an extraterrestrial meteorite, and it also uses some kind of energy effect, but that stone is just a piece of leftovers, and the energy is not as high as the Dragon Seeking Ring, so it suppressed that energy for a while."

"In my opinion, the effect of this stone should make people immortal, you can see the bronze mirror he can not let rust, let alone a person?"

Long Mo was even more confused, the second uncle said that the dragon hunting ring was crystal, and he invited the Maoshan warlock to add a spell to exorcise evil spirits, but why did the fat man say that the dragon hunting ring was a meteorite outside the sky.

He just didn't want to ask any more, and if he continued to ask, he would only ask more and more questions, so he would be even more incomprehensible, and he wouldn't say anything if he asked the second uncle, and the fat man's words were very measured, and he would only click on everything, and he wouldn't say anything else.

The fat man looked at the coffin dozens of feet high, "Most of these bones are oxidized, can't climb up, you look at the golden silk nan wooden coffin, and a copper chain is added to the salty rope, and it is hung up, in order to be afraid that the bones will fall down after oxidation, and the feng shui will be biased, and the person who built the tomb really wants to open it, and ten thousand ghosts will send the coffin, and this Yama Lord has gained great benefits." ”

Ten thousand ghosts sent the coffin, this Long Mo has read it in a book, that is, one hundred and eight people carried the coffin, threw the living people one by one at their feet, and were trampled to death by them, and then the coffin was sent to the designated height, and the blood that was stepped on below flowed into a river, piled up into a mountain of corpses, this kind of thing can only be thought of by ancient emperors, I didn't expect to really see it here.

The fat man looked around and found that there was no other way than to go up from the bone mountain, but these bones had already oxidized after such a long time, and they would become bone powder when touched, let alone stepped on.

Long Mo squatted down and looked to see if these bones were still strong, but as soon as he touched them, the fat man was anxious, "Don't!" ”

This shout was louder, and Long Mo's ears were numb, and he saw that the golden silk nanmu coffin moved, and dust rose on the ground, and the entire bone mountain collapsed at once, turning into gray-white bone powder flying all over the tomb, and after a while, there was fifty centimeters of bone meal on the ground, and the fat man was covered by bone powder to his chest.

There were a few crackling sounds, the fat man returned to his original body, Long Mo was the worst, he squatted down and was covered with ashes by bone powder before he could stand up, "Nima, pit daddy, Lao Tzu hasn't touched it yet." ”

He got out of the bone meal and looked at the fat man apologetically, and the fat man was even more embarrassed, "I told you not to touch it, the child is just disobedient." His tone was a bit like an adult educating a child, but he was panicked, this bone mountain was shattered by sound waves, like an avalanche, and a louder sound would cause an avalanche.

"How do you take the coffin down now?"

"Fat man, I was worried about what would appear in the bones just now, but now I am sure that they are all bones, and they have all turned into powder, and I am still afraid that he is a bird."

After the fat man finished speaking, he took out a rope from his backpack, and there were eight iron claws on the rope, and he threw it out after turning his body, and the iron claws drew an arc with the rope, and grabbed the copper chain with a bang.

"Is the fat man really a cultural relics dealer who turned to do this business?" Long Mo looked at the fat man and had a question in his heart.

"What's the daze, the good stuff is about to arrive, shouldn't you be happy?"

After the fat man finished speaking, he pulled the rope and began to climb up, the coffin made a rattling sound, he quickly climbed up to the coffin, and tied the rope firmly to the copper chain, on which the coffin could not be opened, only to put him on the ground.

The copper chain is as thick as a wrist, the fat man seems to be prepared, took out the hacksaw blade and began to saw, the golden silk nanmu coffin kept shaking from side to side, rattling and ranging, because the copper of the chain was soon sawn off by the fat man, and the coffin stood up all of a sudden.

The fat man hung in the air and swung for a while, grabbed another copper chain, and in less than two minutes, the coffin fell down with a bang, setting off the bone meal all over the sky, Long Mo was sprinkled with bone powder again, and the whole person seemed to crawl out of the flour, and the fat man laughed when he saw it.

The coffin stood like this and fell, from below the coffin was not very big, but when it fell to the ground, Long Mo found that the coffin was three meters wide and eight meters long, and there were rare beasts carved on it.