In this case, do you dare to open this coffin? Long Mo and the fat man looked at each other, scared to the limit in their hearts, this was terrible, two voices came from the coffin, anyone in this situation would be very scared, I don't know what kind of thing it is.

The fat man said ruthlessly: "Open, why don't you open it, for the sake of the other half of the map, I will take out this coffin fat man even if I fight for my life today." ”

Long Mo didn't want to open the coffin, a shroud almost killed the fat man, if it weren't for Chang Minghuo, the terror of the two would have already become food in the mouth of the shroud, and they would have gone to Lord Yama to drink and fight the landlord.

But seeing that the fat man was confident, he had to stiffen his head, and he was also moved by what the fat man said, if this map is really as important as the fat man said, what else will he do in the second half of his life? Who doesn't want to be idle?

"Fatty, we can't open this coffin like just now, female ghosts are more difficult than male ghosts, we must think of a perfect solution."

Before, I didn't know what was in the black coffin, and I didn't have any preparation in my heart, but now I know that there is something even more terrible in this red coffin, so I must be prepared in case the situation just now happens.

The fat man looked at the long open flame on his head, "This oil is strange, let's get some oil and burn this coffin, I don't know if this ebony is different from other wood." ”

So, the fat man went to find a way to get oil, and the pickaxe was given to Long Mo, asking him to make a hole in the coffin and release all the stinky water inside.

"Fatty, I think it's better for you to waterproof."

"Fuck, why am I so pathetic, I'm so old, I'm injured, and I have to do manual work, you're too fucking ruthless, aren't you?"

After the fat man finished speaking, he didn't care about Long Mo at all, he found a way to get oil, Long Mo wanted to see how the fat man got oil, Chang Minghuo hung five or six meters high, and he couldn't get oil without a ladder or anything like that, he watched the fat man walk into the right ear chamber, and Long Mo was the only one left in the entire main burial chamber, and bursts of fear continued to impact his psychological limit.

The sound of a woman putting the child to sleep was like nothing, and he slowly approached the coffin, and he was afraid that a pickaxe would go down, and from inside the coffin a baby with eyes bigger than brass bells and a swollen body would run out, or something else would suddenly appear before his eyes.

He stared blankly at the red coffin, feeling that there was also a pair of eyes looking at him from inside the coffin, no, two pairs of eyes looking at him.

He took two steps back, shook his head, and rubbed his temples, "You can't think about it, you can't think about it." ”

He said a few words to himself, walked to the right side of the coffin with a pickaxe, and smashed it down with a pickaxe, and the head of the pickaxe was pulled off, and a red liquid came out of the place where he smashed it, and the coffin became a sleeping woman in red clothes, and he pierced her chest with a pickaxe, and blood kept coming out of her chest.

The woman's eyes looked at him resentfully, full of hatred, and he was so frightened that he kept retreating, how could a good coffin become a woman.

He calmed down, took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes, the coffin was still a coffin, it was not a woman, and there was no liquid coming out of the small hole he smashed.

"It must have been a nervous disorder that I was scared of during this time."

He picked up the pickaxe and smashed it down at the small hole that he had just smashed, the pickaxe was stuck inside, making a woman's screaming sound, the coffin turned into a woman, the woman's eyes suddenly opened wide, her hands suddenly raised, and she grabbed the pickaxe on the ****'s chest.

He was so frightened that he let go of his hand and kept retreating, "No, no, I didn't kill you, I didn't kill you." The woman clutched the pickaxe and looked at him with round eyes.

He wanted to go to the fat man, and with the fat man there, he would be a little bolder, and he ran into the right ear chamber, and when he entered, he looked back, and a woman with long flowing hair stood up, and stood up with a pickaxe in his chest, and just kept looking at him.

In the right ear room, he didn't find the figure of the fat man, he shouted the fat man twice, but no one responded, only saw the fat man's backpack thrown on the ground indiscriminately.

"Fatty, where the fuck are you, don't scare me like that, okay? Is it good not to bring such a pit teammate? ”

He was afraid, and greeted the eighteen generations of women of the fat man's ancestors, but the fat man still did not appear, he understood the fat man very well, and he was sure to scold him back at the first moment when someone scolded him.

He looked around, and there were only a few large vats in the chamber, and the craftsmanship of this jar was very poor, as if it had been pinched and dried in mud, and he didn't know what it was for.

He didn't dare to look at what was in the tank, in case he just stretched his head over and pulled his body in with a hand, there was no room to resist, just like a fat man, he was pulled closer to the coffin and almost confessed inside.

But where did the fat man go, and where would he go if he wasn't in the ear chamber, "By the way, the fat man is covered in water, and his body is still wet." ”

He looked at the place of the backpack, there were a few drops of water next to the backpack, he looked at other places, and found that the trajectory of the water trail was not very obvious, one would be on one side, one would be on the other side, it was very not like the trajectory that people had walked, even if it was a person walking out, there should be a sequence or basically in a straight line.

He was observing, there was no other door in this ear, how could the fat man suddenly disappear from this ear chamber, even if he was dead, he should have a corpse.

"Is it time and space confusion again? What exactly is in this tomb? Why can it cause temporal confusion? ”

Long Mo thought that the possible reason why he couldn't find the fat man was that the time and space were out of order, he and the fat man were in this ear room now, just because the time and space were out of order, and they couldn't see each other's place, just like when they just came in, they both entered the tomb, but the people who arrived first and later couldn't see each other.

He returned to the main burial chamber, which was empty, and at this time, he found that the black coffin that had been opened by them had been restored and had not been opened, and the red cloth on the red coffin had been lifted, and the pickaxe was still inserted into it.

The eerie atmosphere continues to increase, and the chaos of time and space cannot be like this, and the black coffin has actually been restored, so why is there still a pickaxe on the red coffin.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, feeling that there was something in this tomb that they couldn't see controlling their thoughts, like it could magnify the fat man's anger infinitely and make people lose control.

"I, am I being infinitely magnified by fear?"