Chapter 7: The Iron Coffin

In the dark ancient tomb, there was silence.

There was a sudden loud bang, breaking the silence of eternity. The heavy door of the tomb had been violently blasted open from the outside, and dust was flying in the narrow chamber after the sand and rocks were flying.

The cold wind poured into the tomb from the gap, and the dust in the air gradually dissipated after the precipitation of the old half of the day.

The fire flashed, and a torch reached into the tomb through the gap, followed by a bald head with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes poking in, and the thing cautiously held the torch and looked around twice, but saw nothing abnormal, and then the neat whole body drilled in.

As soon as the bald head entered the tomb, in the gap behind him, the bright pillar of light flickered a few times, and three Tufuzi came in one after another.

Of these three people, two of them look close, like father and son, and the middle-aged man who walks at the end looks like a rag, but a pair of eyes are sly, and at a glance he knows that it is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The four tomb robbers gathered together and gathered the light source, completely illuminating the entire tomb.

Seeing the burial chamber clearly, the four guys gasped at the same time.

In front of them were three huge black iron coffins side by side, two of which were entwined by black iron chains as thick as a baby's arm, and what was even more amazing was that there was a huge iron lock on the chain, which was so heavy that the old thief despaired.

"Lao Cao, this can't be a 'corpse iron coffin', right?" The middle-aged man who looked like he had collected tatters had a gloomy face, pouted his back molars, turned his head to the bald head holding the torch and said.

"What do you mean by a 'corpse coffin'? What antiques are in it, open it and take a look! The younger thin man copied an authentic Henan dialect and said.

"You turtle grandson, Uncle Nen hasn't spoken yet, what are you yelling about, go!" The young man kicked him and opened his mouth to scold.

The bald head touched his ungrown head, hesitated, and copied a mouthful of Beijing films and said to himself, "Why is this job so evil today!" ”

"Uncle, what's wrong?" The skinny man asked.

"Lao Cao, how can I keep memorizing words this year, and finally opened a treasure hole, and his grandmother still encountered such a thing! There must be a corpse in the iron coffin, and the ancestors have rules, and when they see this way, they kneel and kowtow, turn around and leave, and don't take a penny. ”

"What? Go, where to go? Finally come in, take a look and go? The thin man obviously disagreed, and said excitedly, "Uncle, what kind of rules are tender, I have heard of it." Dad, you've heard of so-and-so? ”

The thin man turned his head and asked him Lao Tzu, and he tilted his head and pondered for a while, shaking his head, "So-and-so!" ”

"Cut!" Lao Cao snorted disdainfully, and said in a low voice, "The toad at the bottom of the well knows a fart!" ”

"Lao Cao, what do you mean?" The tattered squinted and asked with a smile on his face.

"Open the coffin!" Lao Cao Yin smiled, "Lao Tzu hasn't opened this year!" This is a Tang tomb, the tomb structure is built so porcelain, it is impossible to bury a corpse, I think this ninety percent is a trick. The Tang Dynasty had a heavy burial, and in the absence of any funeral goods, good things must be in the main coffin!

Besides, isn't it a corpse, let's not say that he must have it, but there is, prepare the black donkey's hooves and glutinous rice flour, it dares to jump out, and dare to kill it today! Lao Tzu has touched gold for half his life, and he has never seen a corpse. Today, my old Cao also opened his eyes! ”

"Just waiting for your words!" The thin man's father handed his son the bright flashlight in his hand, took out a curved wire from his waist, and was about to step forward to unlock the lock.

The thin man grabbed his father and said worriedly, "Dad, come on, Bai really has such a corpse, I'm still running fast!" ”

Hehe smiled, "Don't worry, young man, there are no corpses in this iron coffin." ”

"How do you know?" The thin man obviously had a problem with the tattered man, and asked in a stiff tone.

Laugh and say nothing.

Lao Cao glanced at him meaningfully, and explained to the thin man, "Uncle just said, no one would build such a big grave in order to bury a corpse, even if he eats and runs away, and has a lot of money. Why do you say that this is a trick, Uncle will let you have a long insight.

Here, at a glance, you can see that it is a family burial tomb, and it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to produce a corpse, how likely is it that the family is full of corpses? Moreover, the feng shui of this tomb is not very good, but it is definitely not a yin Jedi! And one of the three iron coffins is empty, what does it mean? ”

"Don't know?" The thin man shook his head in confusion.

"It was stolen!" Lao Cao swept it with a flashlight, and sure enough, he found a bucket-sized thief hole in the southwest corner of the tomb.

"Now 'Xin Li'" (Xin Li, Henan dialect, I don't know what it means, it seems to be similar to the end), let's not work in vain! The thin man said with annoyance.

"Not necessarily," Lao Cao looked at the thief cave, "This is an ancient thief cave, but why they left two iron coffins unopened, it's really incredible!" ”

"Uncle, what are you looking for?" The thin man asked.

"Open!" Lao Cao's heart was horizontal, "If you have dates or not, you can look at this pole, copy the guy!" ”

"Come on," the thin man couldn't help it, "come, Dad, I'll shine it on you!" ”

The father and son were just about to make a move, when Lao Cao waved his hand and said, "Wait first, just in case, light a candle first!" ”

The bald head took out a red candle from his bosom and lit it on the torch in his hand, then placed it in the southeast corner of the tomb and inserted it.

He muttered in his mouth, "Master Zu blesses, everything is fine, good luck!" Open the coffin and make a fortune! Okay, let's get started, as soon as the candle goes out, we'll get out right away! ”

When the thin man saw Lao Cao lighting the candle, he said in surprise, "Alas, I know this, I have seen it in "Ghost Blowing the Lamp". ”

"You've seen a fart, so I can't see it!" The thin man's father scolded as he groped.

The thin man's father is a rough man, but he lives very finely, don't look at only relying on a slender wire, poking for less than three minutes, the brick-sized iron lock made a "Kata" sound, and it actually opened!

"Sign the master, it really deserves its name!" Lao Cao frowned and said flatteringly.

The thin man smiled innocently, but his expression still inadvertently revealed a trace of pride, in the rivers and lakes he is an old thief with a bandit name, according to legend, he once used a toothpick to open the safe, so he is called "sign master". But whether this legend is true or not, only he knows.

Lao Cao came over with a torch, and the thin man and his father went straight to the iron coffin next to him, which was almost a minute of work due to his previous experience, and the "Kata" sound astringently, and the huge iron lock was stabbed open again.

At the same time, the thin man was young and strong, and he alone pulled the thick and heavy chains and pulled them down from the iron coffin.

It's not an easy job!

Although it was very difficult, he was stunned and didn't summon the tattered person who was standing on the side to come and help.

And this master is also quite pretending, looking at the other party's tired panting, with a reserved smile on his face, he didn't move at all, and he didn't mean to come forward to help at all.

The thin man scolded his mother fiercely, and with a hard lift, the heavy black iron slammed heavily on the floor tiles of the tomb, hitting a cloud of smoke and dust.

How could it be so coincidental that the place where the thick iron chain landed was just the southeast corner of the tomb, and the cute little candle immediately flew to pieces, and even the scum could not be seen.

"Uncle, it's done!" The thin man didn't know that his recklessness just now had caused a big disaster, and he proudly asked the bald head for credit, "What do you do, open the coffin?" ”

Lao Cao looked back and saw that the candle had turned into ashes, his face turned green at that time, and he jumped up and scolded, "You little bastard, look at what you did!" ”

The thin man found that the red candle was smashed by himself, although he was a little apologetic, but he was not convinced by Lao Cao's big reaction, scratching his head and mouthing, "Uncle, what can you do if you extinguish a candle?" You're outdated, and besides, I didn't mean to. ”

"You ......" Lao Cao's angry seven orifices were smoking, and he couldn't wait to step forward and kick to death this unbelievable king and eight lambs, but a voice suddenly sounded in the tomb made him close his mouth alive, and then turned his head in astonishment to look at the source of the sound - the iron coffin!

"Boom!!" There was another dull thud from the iron coffin, which seemed so harsh in the mysterious burial chamber.

"What's that?!" The thin man's face turned pale with fright, and his voice trembled.

Lao Cao's face was pale, and he couldn't care about being angry with the thin man at this time, so he gritted his back molars and said, "The black donkey's hooves are ready, and I want bad vegetables today!" ”

The thin man's father hurriedly took out a pair of black donkey hooves from his satchel, his eyes stared at the swarthy iron coffin, and his hands trembled slightly, indicating that his heart was actually extremely nervous.

Lao Cao's face was ugly, but he didn't show a trace of panic, after all, it was an old Jianghu, and at the critical moment, Jiang was still old and spicy. He pulled out a packet of glutinous rice flour from his bag, and then motioned for everyone to step back and withdraw through the gap.

The tattered eyes were neat, and an arrow leaped to the edge of the gap in the tomb door, and his hand was already on the tomb brick. At this moment, there was a loud bang in the iron coffin, and the heavy lid of the iron coffin was hit by a huge force, and it flew out like a dark cloud.

With a "poof", the lid of the iron coffin slapped the thin man and his father below like a fly, and the red blood immediately overflowed from all around. didn't even have time to scream, and the signing master became an adult meat pie.

The tattered was startled by the loud sound of the iron coffin and subconsciously turned around, just to see a black shadow leaping out of the iron coffin, and the thin man who was close at hand fell to the ground.

"I'm grass!" The tattered was stunned and stunned.

"Ahh

Lao Cao, who was next to the thin man, heard the dull sound of sharp teeth biting off the flesh and bones, at this time he was no longer afraid to describe, he completely lost his mind, he almost subconsciously moved, threw the glutinous rice flour in his hand to the rickety working corpse in front of him, turned his head and ran.

At this time, the tattered ones had already fled into the cemetery. At this time, he may not know that he is almost as agile as a rabbit.

Just when he felt that he had climbed halfway to the grave at turtle speed, a scream that was not like a human sounded again not far behind him.

Lao Cao is also finished! A tattered heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

But the ** of survival is strongest in times of despair, and he crawls to the end of the graveyard like crazy.

There was light ahead, five meters, three meters, one meter, he jumped a fish, swished, came out, actually came out!

He rolled down the thorny hillside, and his mood was incomparably surprised. He couldn't believe he could get out of hell.

Holding his head and rolling on the spot, he rolled down the hill for more than ten meters before a carp stood up, stood up on the ground, and ran away.

But he didn't run a few steps, and suddenly there was a wind in the back of his head, and something pounced.

The scalp of the tattered instinct tingled, and before he could lower his head to dodge, a pair of claws as hard as steel grabbed his neck from behind. He was so frightened that he was about to scream, when the sharp fingertips pierced his throat, and then his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground with a bang, knowing nothing.

A lonely and mysterious shadow stood on the hillside next to the ancient tomb, silently watching what was happening below.

Rickets lay on the tattered corpses, tearing and devouring fresh human flesh like hungry wild dogs.

Suddenly, the living corpse who was eating frantically seemed to feel that someone was watching everything, and raised his head suddenly.

The rotten face exposed to the white bones was full of black blood, a big mouth without lips, flashing white teeth, and the most terrifying thing was its eyes, the black hole hole in the eye sockets, reflecting a bewitching blood red! Staring straight at me!

I woke up from my dream with a scream!