Inside the iron coffin was a pile of black things, no different from the iron coffin that had been dug up in the first place, except that there were no clear artifacts in it. Brother Qiang, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, said that this Diao Chenwang was shabby enough, and he was buried alive without even a funeral.

I think it's funny, "According to what you mean, shouldn't you get some toys in it when you bury it, he can still live a family when he is lonely." ”

Brother Qiang reached out and rummaged indiscriminately, pulling a pile of rags. I couldn't help but reach in and touch it, thinking to myself that I must not show the corpse hammer armor. Maybe my prayers worked, but there really wasn't any living thing in this iron coffin. Instead, he asked Brother Qiang to drag out a piece of black cloth from inside. On the cloth piece, I can vaguely distinguish some patterns on it, these patterns are like a painting, I thought of the dragon pattern, this should not be another dragon pattern.

I told Brother Qiang my thoughts, and Brother Qiang looked at it a few times, "I have to wash it to see it clearly, but I don't know if the laundry detergent can wash off the things drawn on it." ”

I looked up and saw a small piece of the sky, and I wanted to speed up, so that Diao Chen would come back and press us into the iron coffin. Brother Qiang suddenly said, "Diao Chenwang, will he leave some last words on the coffin lid?"

As soon as I thought about it, the two of them went over to look at the lid of the coffin. The lid of the coffin was black, as if there was anything scratched on it, and there was not a single word left.

I felt that the side of the coffin was a little gloomy, so I climbed up with Brother Qiang and looked for it again, but there was still no shadow of Diao Chenwang.

Brother Qiang said, "Maybe this thing won't come out until night, and so are we, knowing that he has the ability to move, we didn't prepare some diesel and gasoline in advance." ”

"What's the use of regretting it now, let's hurry up and look at what is written on the cloth. "We went into the house and rummaged through it, and finally we found a piece of soap that had dried to pieces.

Brother Qiang didn't take it lightly, I was worried that it would be broken, so I got a basin of water and gently washed off the black mud on it.

The pattern on the cloth gradually became clear, I simply spread the wet cloth on the ground, looked down for a long time, Brother Qiang asked me, "Is it washed off a part, how is it messy?" ”

I frowned, thinking to myself, if it was washed off, how would I explain the patterns left behind, could it be that it was still painted in two parts?

"I look like a prairie, and maybe there is some information in it that only grave robbers can understand. Isn't this the case with the previous dragon pattern?" "I want to wring out the cloth, and Brother Qiang is afraid that it will be rubbed, so he folds it up and puts it in his pocket.

"Do you think there is more than one piece of cloth, just like a treasure map, usually torn apart, and all of them can be found to understand the information on it. Brother Qiang couldn't help but take it out again, but finally gave up.

"Have you read too many stories, and there is a treasure map, even if you have zongzi. This cloth is not as transparent as the dragon pattern map, Diao Chen Wang has the ancestral craftsmanship of the Diao family, and it is obviously possible to draw the dragon pattern map, and it is unlikely to be recorded in other ways. "I think this piece of cloth should be able to see something if it is placed in front of the old man, but unfortunately there are only two of us here, and the IQ is slightly low.

Brother Qiang and I squatted in the house, and the two of us took turns looking at the mud puddle outside, hoping that Diao Chen would be able to come back, and if Diao Chen wanted to climb over the wall or open the street door and run away, I had nothing to say.

It was getting dark, and it didn't take long for our vision to be seriously affected, and we didn't dare to turn on the lights, which not only attracted the attention of the neighbors, but also worried about attracting the attention of Diao Chenwang, the sky was almost completely dark, and we could only see the shadow of a pile of dirt in the mud puddle outside.

The surroundings are too quiet, this kind of silence makes people feel terrible, I look back from time to time, for fear that Diao Chenwang will suddenly appear behind us, "Brother Qiang, we have to pay attention to the movement behind us." This is not only the home of the bear's paw, but also the home of this zongzi. ”

Brother Qiang agreed, I was just about to turn my head to look in the direction of the mud pit, and I felt that something was dangling back and forth under the cabinet behind me. As you can imagine, when I saw this scene, the hair on my body was going to explode into a hedgehog, and I had goosebumps on the back of my scalp.

I poked Brother Strong with my elbow and pointed at the cabinet. I tried to get him to open the door and go out to get gas, but the thing had a foot sticking out.

", he's hiding from us?" Brother Qiang grabbed the ordnance shovel and had to go over and shoot him twice, and I dragged him down, "Do you think you're very good, and you're going to go over and roll the sheets with him?"

After I reminded him, Brother Qiang realized that he might not have the ability to have a duel with Diao Chenwang.

Just as we were about to discuss what to do, Diao Chenwang came out from behind the cabinet, and I gasped and sat down on the ground. Brother Qiang is bold, but not much stronger than me, leaning against the wall with a clang, the armory shovel is nervously protected on his chest.

It's hard for me to describe the mood at this moment, it's too complicated. It was a dark night, and it was still in the house, with only a little light coming in from outside. I can't even see Diao Chenwang's appearance clearly, but I can see that face a few times, and I still remember it vividly. It is natural to think of his image, wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, with one foot of a piece of wood, limping out.

Diao Chenwang didn't seem to notice us, so he walked towards the wooden door on the other side in a daze, and slammed the door open.

I was glad I had been in before, for it was a small dark room, without a window, and all we could see was a rotten broken door that we could see. I want to take advantage of this break to go out and get gasoline, no matter where it is, outside or in the house, it doesn't matter if the house is burned, in the end, I want to cremate Diao Chenwang. But at this moment, my phone suddenly rang and rang. I liked it when I bought a mobile phone, but at this time it became the most ugly sound, and Diao Chenwang found that we couldn't come and tear us up?

There was a lot of noise like a bell ringing, my heart was in my throat, my eyes were fixed on Diao Chenwang, and a picture of him turning around and cutting open our chests and eating the internal organs welled up in my heart.

Maybe it's really my life, and God bless me, Diao Chen doesn't look at us, and walks into the small black room by himself like a deaf person. I breathed a sigh of relief, came back to my senses, and yelled at Brother Qiang, "Don't go get gasoline yet." ”

Brother Qiang threw the ordnance shovel in his hand and rushed out step by step. In just ten seconds, I saw Brother Qiang come in with an empty pot in one hand, thinking that Brother Qiang meant to die, he must have wrestled and then poured all the gasoline on the flowers and plants, "Can you still do it, just take a gasoline and sprinkle it, and you can't spill the gasoline if you fall to death at this time." Without gasoline, what does Old Man Diao rely on for heating?"