Mountain and Sea Demon Tomb Chapter 17: The Nine Coffins (1)

The fat man just hit his leg and couldn't walk fast, and I was also covered in scars, although Shirley Yang didn't suffer any injuries, but after tossing for the past few days, his body was also very energy-consuming. The three wounded and sick dragged their tired bodies slowly in the cave, and the fat man complained while humming: "Old Hu, this Chen family doesn't look like a loyal person, this obstacle is set up, and it is about to catch up with the royal mausoleum." Qing Xiling has never heard of so many mechanisms! ”

Shirley Yang muttered: "Old Hu, it stands to reason that this Chen family is just a local noble family, but the fat man is right, this Chen family's tomb is indeed too cumbersome to build. Usually, the construction of a large tomb is to select an area for the construction of the tomb and other projects, but the traces of the Chen family tomb are almost all over the entire Shanhaiguan County. This Chen family does not seem to be ordinarily powerful. Shirley Yang is right, why did the Chen family take great pains to build such a huge tomb? The fat man kicked away a stone blocking the road and said: "Maybe it was Chen Tuo's old child who wantonly amassed wealth, bent the law for bribes, and was finally secretly executed by the emperor, connecting the nine clans, so the Chen family disappeared overnight, and this tomb may be the place where the treasure is buried." ”

Shirley Yang warned me unhappily: "Old Hu, you have already picked up the talisman, and you are no longer the captain of the touching gold...... I quickly interrupted Shirley Yang and said: "Okay, okay, I know, Yang Shen, let's hurry up." Shirley Young glared at me and didn't continue to speak. The fat man was spinning around and laughing, completely forgetting the painful experience just now.

We continued to walk along the hole, there was no light in the dark hole, the fat man's wolf eyes were dead, only the flashlights of Shirley Yang and I were still faintly electric. After walking for a short while, the fat man who ran in front suddenly shouted: "I**!" Shirley Yang and I hurried forward, and saw nine sarcophagi neatly placed in a small room, all of which were made of gray marble, four on the east side and five on the west side, leaving a two-person wide passage in the middle that led to the door at the other end of the room, but the door was tightly closed.

The three of us glanced at each other, Shirley Yang quietly held my hand, and the fat man turned his head and asked me, "Old Hu, do you mean that this is the tomb of the Chen family?" Hearing the fat man ask, Shirley Yang's hand tightened significantly. I shook my head and said, "This is certainly not the final burial chamber. We came in all the way, and we didn't see the main burial chamber, and even if it was the main burial chamber, there were no nine people buried at once, even if it was a burial, it should be in the ear chamber. Besides, you see, there is a door on the wall of this tomb, which means that there must be a road ahead. Shirley Yang was visibly disappointed, but then calmed down. The fat man stomped his feet and said, "It's not not, what a complicated formation this old Chen family has." But Lao Hu, seeing that the coffin does not rise, it is not in accordance with the rules! After speaking, he gave me a meaningful look. We looked at each other, and the fat man asked me, "Liter?" I said firmly, "L!" Shirley Yang stopped him and said, "Old Hu, the purpose of our trip is just to find the Chen family's tomb, don't do nothing." ”

The fat man said loudly: "Staff Officer Yang, can't you see this, it's obvious that this is a momentum, don't think about going to the back door if you don't break this formation." He gestured to the closed door opposite. I nodded and said, "The fat man is right, the door is specially arranged at the other end of the tomb, and this coffin is placed very carefully, there are a total of nine corpses and things, and there must be some statements and intentions." Usually only one coffin is placed in a tomb, and occasionally only two coffins are placed in the case of husband and wife burials. It must be unusual to have nine of them in a room like this one at once. Although we don't look for trouble, we can't back down when trouble finds us, right? ”

Shirley Yang didn't know whether he was really persuaded by me or stunned by me, so he nodded approvingly. The fat man was overjoyed when he saw this, and as soon as he squeezed his eyes at me, he happily took out a set of corpse ropes and handed it to me, and took his sapper shovel and ran to the nearest coffin on the left. Shirley Yang lit a candle in the southeast corner of the tomb as usual, and with the experience of extinguishing candles several times before, I specially asked Shirley Yang to buy a high-grade candle from the United States before this time, one of which was the thickness of a child's arm. As soon as the fat man saw the candle, he laughed and scolded: "Old Hu, you are such a chicken thief, you have made such a thick candle." I'll see if I'll put a windshield on this candle next time, it's more down-to-earth. I said, "Stop, let's get the coffin up." ”

Shirley Yang suddenly shouted to me by the wall: "Old Hu, this candle can't be lit!" The fat man was anxious when he heard this: "I said Yang ginseng, are you buying fake and shoddy products, how can you save this piece or two in this kind of thing." What is this, this is a major matter of life, and it is a major matter related to whether or not you can get rich. Why are Americans so picky! I quickly asked the fat man to stop talking, and walked to Shirley Yang's side to see, the candle was intact, and the wick was dry and not damp when I touched it, but why couldn't it be lit? I picked up the candle and twisted the wick with my hands, burning it repeatedly with a lighter, and at last a small flame ignited on the candle. However, this flame did not burn a warm yellow flame like other candles, but shone with a faint blue light, swaying slightly, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

I wondered, "Yang ginseng, your candles in the United States are all lit with this color?" Shirley Yang said: "I have never bought this kind of candle before, the candles lit for mass in the church are all thin candles, and the flames are orange, this blue is the first time I have seen it." Lao Hu, I think there is a problem in this house, or don't raise the coffin. ”

The fat man was anxious when he heard this: "Then how can I do it, how can I know what is in this coffin if I don't raise the coffin, who will be responsible if a zongzi pops up!" Without saying a word, he just picked up the sapper shovel and began to pry the coffin lid. The coffin lid was nailed directly with a wooden wedge, and the fat man was able to pry it in a few strokes, and when I saw that the fat man was real, I quickly rushed up and took the sapper shovel to help pry it together. As the saying goes, two people work together to break gold, and the fat man and I pried the coffin lid open in a few clicks. Shirley Yang and I quickly covered our noses to prevent inhaling the corpse gas in the coffin. Corpse qi is an extremely yin thing, and inhaling a little bit can damage the internal organs, and the corpse qi will be depressed for a long time and it is not easy to expel from the body. The fat man took out a simple gas mask and put it on, put it on with a sapper shovel against the edge of the coffin lid, and pushed it hard, and the coffin lid fell to the ground with a "bang". A strong corpse aura rushed to our faces, and the three of us quickly dodged.

When the corpse was almost gone, the fat man rushed forward to see what was in the coffin, and Shirley Yang and I also rushed to pounce. I saw a tall man lying in the coffin, wearing a purple robe, the fabric of which was still very new, and the eyes were sunken. The whole body did not decompose, but it was shriveled as if it was dehydrated, and the skin was tightly attached to the body, and the body was a blue-gray color similar to the bricks and tiles of the city wall. But there was not a single object in the coffin. When the fat man saw this situation, he immediately became anxious: "Old Hu! What the is going on? "I'm also very surprised, the poor people are buried with a roll of broken straw mats, and they don't have the money to buy coffins, let alone funeral goods, but anyone who is buried in a coffin, no matter how thin the coffin board is, will definitely accompany a few things. But looking at this sarcophagus with a marble coffin on the outside and a spruce coffin on the inside, it doesn't look like there is no money to accompany the funeral.

Just when I was wondering, Shirley Yang said to me, "Old Hu, do you look at the coffin like a willow tree?" Shirley Yang said this to scare me, the willow tree is yin, it is a tomb taboo tree, that is, it will never appear near the tomb, such a yin tree will greatly damage the feng shui of the cemetery, and it is easy to form zongzi. But I just looked, and this coffin is obviously spruce wood. Shirley Yang pointed to the texture of the coffin and said: "You see, the texture of this coffin is thick and thin, and there are small curved lines in the large circular grain, which does look like spruce at a rough look, but if you look closely, this is the characteristic of water willow wood." "I looked along Shirley Young's point, and it did have the characteristics of what she said. My heart sank, this tomb uses water willow as a coffin board, isn't it obvious that I want to raise a corpse?

The fat man suddenly shouted: "Old Hu, candles!" I looked at it, and saw that the candle flame suddenly turned bright green, and the flames were suddenly frighteningly large. All three of us were a little nervous when we saw this. Shirley Yang asked me, "Old Hu, this candle hasn't been extinguished yet, are we going to continue?" "Seeing such a strange situation, I can't say for sure now. The fat man didn't touch the fire, and said horizontally around his neck: "The ancestral rule is 'the rooster cries and the lamp is not touched by gold', isn't this not extinguished?" If you open the next one, I don't believe that there is no Ming weapon in these nine bodies. ”

I looked down at the coffin, and I was scared out of white hair, and the male corpse in the coffin had grown black hair at some point! The long hair of the corpse is called sha, the white hair is white, the black hair is black, the cha is a very powerful kind of zongzi, I met one when I first fought with the fat man, and almost let me and the fat man and Yingzi be buried in that big tomb, and finally used a trick to let the grassland lazy deal with it. But now, the three of us only have two guns and a crossbow...... At such a moment when I recalled the past, the black black hair grew more and more, and even my hands and face grew, and I quickly shouted: "I met the big zongzi!" Copy guys! The fat man and Shirley Yang instantly pulled out their weapons, and at this moment, the zongzi in the coffin suddenly trembled, and the fingernails and hair began to grow rapidly, and the bone joints made a gurgling sound.