"Yang Lang?"

It was as if a scoop of ice water was suddenly poured over my head, and in an instant, my whole body was cold to freezing point. In the light of the flashlight surrounded by darkness, the atmosphere was extremely strange.

I began to think about Yang Lang's appearance in my mind, tall, with bangs, and he looked a little fashionable. But suddenly, the Yang Lang in my head began to stretch out his right hand towards me, and many black dots crawled onto his body, and then climbed onto his face. Those black spots are desperately drilling into Yang Lang's flesh, desperately drilling! Desperate drilling! He didn't give up until he got out of Yang Lang's back.

I quickly shook my head and told myself to stop thinking nonsense. However, the imagination in our minds can be shaken off, but the fear that has been buried deep in the hearts of all of us cannot be dispersed.

"Impossible, then how can it be Yang Lang?" I looked at them sweating.

The fat man patted me, and then said to Zhuge Xuan: "Turn the photo out again and let me see it." ”

Zhuge Xuan's brows tightened, as if he didn't want to see that scene again. But eventually, she picked up her camera and flipped through the last few photos in the album.

Professor Chen also looked at it a few more times, and in an instant, tears appeared behind the glasses. He gritted his teeth, turned his head, and lit a cigarette.

The fat man took the camera and began to look through the photos carefully. I hesitated, but kept my eyes on the camera screen.

The more I looked, the tighter my brows and the fat man's brows were.

Whether it is Yang Lang's face or not, I am afraid that no one in this world will recognize it anymore. However, his national face shape is still very obvious, and the most important thing is that Yang Lang's bangs are unique here. If there were any other coincidences, it would be beyond our reach.

I have known Yang Lang for less than half a day, and after seeing a few photos, I have already recognized them, not to mention the four people who are sitting.

"Professor, don't be sad, since it has happened, let's find a way to get his body out." After Zhang Yadong came to his senses, he squatted in front of Professor Chen and said.

Professor Chen seemed a little weak, but he still nodded, and then looked at the fat man: "Mr. Cao, do you think it's dangerous to go up now?" ”

The fat man returned the camera to Zhuge Xuan, turned around and said: "To be honest, I'm a little unsure now, you have also seen it, the coffin is placed in the middle of the stone coffin, and there are nearly half a meter on each side We didn't see it, Yang Lang died so strangely, even if you want to go up, you have to make some preparations." ”

"What are you talking about in preparation?" I feel that the fat man has a way to go up, and he seems to have something hidden when he says these words.

Professor Chen probably heard it too, "Then what do you think we should do?" ”

The fat man looked left and right, "It's actually very simple, but to ensure the safety of the top, it may not be necessarily, but it may cause some damage to the coffin and coffin." ”

Tomb robbers have a completely different purpose from archaeology, one with the ultimate goal of capturing and the other more for protection. The fat man is experienced and must have a way to deal with the situation in front of him, but in front of Professor Chen, if he wants to do it, then he has to make his words clear first.

"No, your methods are sure to cause damage to these artifacts, absolutely not. If you don't dare to go up, let me come. Zhuge Xuan suddenly stood up.

I listened to the meaning of her words, as if I knew what method the fat man was going to use.

Later, the fat man turned around and told me that he wanted to throw a kind of "red sandalwood" smoke into the coffin, which was extremely lethal to many insects in the tomb.

"Rosewood smoke" is very peculiar, people smell nothing, and it is particularly sobering. But if it's wood or stone, it's completely purple, and no matter how you try to get it, it's impossible to get it clean.

Professor Chen felt that he should first hear what method the fat man was going to use, so he stepped forward to stop Zhuge Xuan.

The fat man was about to speak, when suddenly there was another noise on the coffin behind us.

"Squeak-click, squeak-click"

We were nervous again, but, unlike just now, there was more confusion on everyone's faces. Because, the string of sounds we hear now seems to be the sound made by Zhuge Xuan's camera when shooting.

My back was numb, and when the sound ended, several people looked at the camera that Zhuge Xuan was holding with both hands.

"What's going on? What would it be" Zhang Yadong's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had thought of something, "Could it be, could it be that this coffin coffin is repeating the sound we made before?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, I had a premonition that something beyond our comprehension had appeared.

The fat man knocked twice on the coffin, and then we heard the sound twice, and the camera took pictures of it and made a series of sounds, and then we heard the exact same sound again.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a repeater hidden in the coffin, then only Zhang Yadong's statement could be established.

"Fuck." The fat man scolded in a low voice, "I just saw a coffin and encountered so many things, I guess this trip is not easy to go." ”

Although we all agree with Zhang Yadong's words in our hearts, our brains are still a little dull if we want us to believe such outrageous things.

"It's too unlikely, and there should be other reasons." I looked at Peanut.

At this time, I suddenly realized that Peanut had unknowingly stood under the coffin.

"Zixiang, what are you doing?" Professor Chan then asked.

Peanut walked back slowly, and said in that Taiwanese accent: "I have a feeling that this thing, he, he may be alive." ”

"What? Alive? The fat man was dumbfounded.

"Actually, you've all overlooked the most important thing." Peanut said, looking at the coffin with trepidation.

"What's the matter?" Zhuge Xuan hurriedly asked.

He continued: "Just now, the camera has almost captured the situation on the coffin, except for the coffin inside and Yang Lang's body, haven't you noticed that there is something missing there?" ”

"There is no lid for the coffin, and there is the lid for the coffin." I said.

Suddenly, Professor Chen and the fat man's faces suddenly sank, and Peanut continued: "No, it's not just that, the most important thing is that the rope that holds this coffin is missing. This coffin, it's, it's completely suspended in mid-air. ”

After reacting, I couldn't help but grit my teeth fiercely.

yes, how the hell did you forget that.

I felt like I couldn't bear the surprise anymore. "No, if it's not roped, how can it be?"

"The coffin doesn't float, and I just stood at the bottom of it and found that there was no lack of gravity there, so I think the only explanation is that the thing is alive."

When I came back from the tomb of King Yelang, I thought that I had seen a lot of strange things in the world. But a coffin that is alive and can fly, who will believe it? Could it really be that in the tombs, anything can happen?

Before we could even think about it, a gloomy laugh suddenly rang out from the coffin behind us.

Looking back, I immediately jumped up from the ground, grabbed the fat man and subconsciously wanted to step back.

"Cluck, cluck"

With the laughter that made people's hearts tremble, the black tumors on the stone coffin suddenly moved. They shook slightly, making a metallic creak, and then straight white cracks began to appear on the black tumors.