There is really something under the load-bearing wall, no wonder Aunt Thirteen has played with them endlessly, Wang Xiaohu felt a little puzzled at the same time, there must be something extremely important to Aunt Thirteen under the load-bearing wall, he should be reconciled with him, why do you want to press step by step and anger him?

Wang Xiaohu couldn't figure it out, so he felt that the thinking of monsters was not the same as that of normal people, and he ran over in three or two steps, and when he arrived near the supermarket, he saw more than 100 weasels divided into two groups, fighting each other, scratching and biting each other, his eyes were red, and he was the same as the enemy who did not share the sky.

The two cooperated very tacitly, and they were stunned to defend the attack of more than 100 weasels, and the essence of the little madman's illusion made Wang Xiaohu breathtaking, you must know that illusion is good for people, but it may not be good for goblins, after all, weasels are also experts in confusing people, and illusion can use ten percent of the power in people, and less than half is left in the weasel.

The little madman still phantomed the weasel, and it looked easy, under the bright moon, in the breeze, the little madman's long hair was scattered, the abundance of the gods and jade, it looked quite good, Geng Jianyang was a character, he learned anything quickly, his hands were patted down, the smoke was condensed but not dispersed, and he drifted towards the direction of the weasel, sometimes exploding, and the fragrance was pervasive.

The two groups of weasels fought quite fiercely, blood splattered, stumps and broken arms, and they still fought fiercely, especially a large one, with yellow hair shiny all over his body, and an iron chain on his claws. Stand up and wave back and forth like a person, and everywhere you go, you are invincible. There are many people who block and kill, and the Buddha blocks the posture of killing the Buddha.

The strange thing is that it was so lively, and he still didn't see Aunt Thirteen, Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to be careless, and leaned over to a few brothers, and a few obviously red-eyed weasels came towards him fiercely. was kicked by Wang Xiaohu with two feet, ran to Geng Jianyang, who was protecting the cigarette, and asked, "What did you dig out?" ”

"William and Laumu dug it up, I haven't had time to see it yet." Geng Jianyang sat cross-legged on the ground. Attentively protecting the cigarette, he replied to Wang Xiaohu, without raising his eyes, Wang Xiaohu looked up to see the little madman. The kid stood. One foot is still on the stone, and the strength is ...... Looking at the angle of the two again, under the moonlight, it seems that one person is playing the piano, one person is playing the flute, both have long hair fluttering, both are handsome and straight, this is the prelude to the piano and the song. With such a foundation, Wang Xiaohu felt that he was very slight.

"You go on. I'll take a look. After Wang Xiaohu finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked towards the load-bearing wall, only fifty meters away, a few steps away, when he arrived, Lao Mu was wrapped in gauze on his head, holding a shovel in his hand, William Lin was open, his hair was messy, and his face was dusty.

Wang Xiaohu didn't know how to have such a thought, it was really a comparison between the two sides, the gap was too big, he couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that his heart was really getting bigger and bigger, at this time, he still had the leisure to think about these useless things, so he leaned over and asked William Lin: "What did you dig up?" ”

William Lin was covered in stinky sweat, flickering with his hands to find a cool breeze, listening to him ask, pointing to a big pit dug out and saying: "Dig out a very strange coffin, I've never seen anything like this, look at it." ”

Wang Xiaohu picked up the flashlight from the ground, and looked at the bottom of the deep pit that had been dug, it was really a little strange, the depth of the pit was more than two meters and less than three meters, and there was a coffin erected below, the coffin was very rough and simple, as if it was cut into several boards from logs, and there were obviously some barks on it that were well preserved.

It is not strange to dig out the coffin underground, the strange thing is that the coffin is very small, not even half the size of the normal coffin, and what is even more strange is that it is buried vertically, you must know that the coffin is buried in the ground, pay attention to a flat and stable, otherwise it will be detrimental to future generations, and I have never seen it buried vertically.

Looking at the appearance of the coffin, it doesn't look like it's buried, could it be that there are cheats in it, and the treasures can't be? Wang Xiaohu is very puzzled, the world is too big, there are all kinds of strange things, it is normal for him to not understand, since the thirteenth aunt is guarding this coffin, there must be something important to him in it, let's get it out first.

Wang Xiaohu jumped into the pit, under the flashlight, the soil near the coffin was dry like white sand, there was no moisture at all, there was no smell of corpses, and there were no maggots crawling in and out, in general, it was a very clean place, but it was clean and a little unusual, first of all, the black soil around it could become this virtue, indicating that the ground power was sucked clean, and then the coffin was buried vertically, how to look at it and feel weird.

In a deep pit of more than two meters, Wang Xiaohu could not lift the coffin and jump out, shook the flashlight towards it, and asked William Lin to throw the rope down, William Lin threw down a roll of mountaineering rope, Wang Xiaohu tied the coffin tightly, climbed up along the pit, and the three brothers worked hard together, feeling that it was only a hundred pounds, not too heavy, and dragged it up after a few strokes.

The coffin was placed flat on the ground, and there was an engraved red seal on the lid of the coffin, which was obviously a charm, Wang Xiaohu took a closer look, because the years were too long, the charm was worn in some places, and he couldn't see it clearly, probably a forbidden spell, and he was very curious about what was in the coffin.

Wang Xiaohu pondered for a while, it was all at this point, he was really unwilling not to open it and take a look, grabbed the shovel and pried the coffin board, effortlessly, the coffin board was not nailed with coffin nails, but it seemed to be stained with glue.

Wang Xiaohu grabbed the coffin board and moved it to the side, it was still fluttering, the coffin board was moved, Wang Xiaohu held a flashlight and shone it inside, and was suddenly surprised, there were two corpses in the coffin, one was lying down, the other was lying on his stomach, the posture was very **, lying on his stomach like a dwarf, and lying on his stomach turned out to be a yellow-skinned corpse.

The top is a dried corpse, mummified, but the weasel corpse below is damp, it looks like it has just died, there seems to be a trace of obscure atmosphere, Wang Xiaohu was surprised, I don't know how it could be like this, look at the dried corpse above, wearing the clothes of the construction site, the style is simple, and there are white characters of the Longxiang construction team on the back, remembering the time when I built a supermarket. After the first floor collapsed, a young man named Zhao Qing disappeared, could it be him?

Wang Xiaohu has never seen Zhao Qing. It's just a suspicion, I can't help but look closely, and find that the clothes on this person's body are very large, floating and wrapping the corpse, if it is not for himself wearing such big clothes, then there is only one possibility, this person has shrunk because of shriveling. But it's only a month before the supermarket accident, and it can dry up like this in a month?

Wang Xiaohu felt more and more that something was wrong, and reached out to drag the dried corpse above. As soon as the hand touched the corpse, the corpse was like dry flour, and the tentacles shattered, shattered into a cloud of smoke and dust. Diffuse. Wang Xiaohu hurriedly dodged the splashed smoke and dust, and when he sank a little, he saw that the weasel grinned with teeth and a distorted face, as if he was extremely unwilling to die.

The weasel is dressed in ancient costumes, not robes and horse coats of the Qing Dynasty, but like the costumes of the Ming Dynasty. He also wore a hat that looked like black yarn on his head, and he could see from the clothes on his body. At least it's been dead for hundreds of years, but after hundreds of years, how can this weasel still be alive? And the clothes on his body were clean and tidy, except for the dust turned into by the dried corpse, as if they had been put in after being extremely carefully dressed.

The situation in the coffin was a little weird, Wang Xiaohu couldn't understand what was going on, turned his head to look at Lao Mu and William Lin, the two brothers were also dumbfounded, Lao Mu saw Wang Xiaohu looking at him, frowned and thought about it: "Brother Xiaohu, I heard that there are some shady places, if people die and bury them upside down, after death, the underworld will not be collected, and they will become lonely ghosts wandering in the world, which is particularly miserable, do you say that this weasel will be buried by the enemy?" ”

It's not that there is no such possibility, what happened, except that the weasel in the coffin came back to life, otherwise the truth can't be explored, in fact, what Wang Xiaohu wants to ask is that the ground has not moved, how did the dried corpse get into this coffin just now? Regardless of whether that person is Zhao Qing or not, he is a modern person, but the yellow skin in the coffin has been dead for hundreds of years, not to mention that there is a load-bearing wall on it, how did the dry corpse get in?

It is estimated that asking Lao Mu and William Lin is also in vain, looking at these two people's eyes as confused as him, no matter what, what Aunt Thirteen cares about is this old yellow skin's corpse, could it be her ancestor? Thinking of this, Wang Xiaohu was taken aback, if it was really the ancestor of the thirteenth aunt, wouldn't their brothers have dug up the ancestral grave of the thirteenth aunt.

As soon as he thought of this, William Lin suddenly shouted: "Xiaohu, what ...... It looks like it's moving! ”

Wang Xiaohu hurriedly went to see the weasel in the coffin, suddenly the weasel's eyes opened, there were no eyeballs, the two holes looked black and dull, shriveled and black, like two bottomless abysses, Wang Xiaohu was stunned by this strange scene, and then the black in the weasel's dark eye sockets spread infinitely, like two whirlpools that rotated each other attracted his soul.

Wang Xiaohu was startled, he felt that he had been hit, his body seemed to be out of control, a powerful and invisible force restrained him, the body of the weasel was evil, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly contemplated, and silently recited the evil mantra: Five Thunder Messengers, Five Ding Dusi. Hanging sage, thunderbolt boom. Five mountains in the sky, calm and calm. If you dare to disobey, you will be killed. Haste as a law.

Silently conscious, his right hand pinched a thunder trick, his body shook suddenly, but he saw the weasel sitting up straight from the coffin, and it looked like he was about to jump out of the coffin, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly pulled off the five thunder tokens on the yellow belt, took a step forward, and printed it on the weasel seal hall, at the same time, an exclamation suddenly came from the top of the right side, and a yellow shadow came from the sky, and grabbed Wang Xiaohu's head fiercely, it was the thirteenth aunt who had been in ambush for a long time.

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