I yelled at the proprietress, "I don't want your man to sit in a sedan chair, so hurry up and roll around the mud pit, otherwise you won't be buried together." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

This old woman didn't care about anyone, except for the corpse lying on the ground, which was the pillar of his life, the only one in his life. As soon as she heard that it was about Pan Yushu, the proprietress immediately became extremely obedient.

When everyone became mud monkeys, the coffin-carrying skeleton seemed to have lost its purpose, and they retreated one after another, looking in that direction, they should continue to patrol.

I sat in the mud puddle with no strength in my body. The proprietress was about to pick up the corpse again, and I was shocked, and hurriedly said, "You bring your man over and wash it, although this water is dirty, it is better than those things." ”

There was a pile of liquid in the abdomen of the corpse, and it fell to the ground in a big puddle. I sniffed it, and it didn't taste much. But I was drenched in soup from the head by this thing just now, and I quickly spit out the contents in my mouth, and once there are any sequelae, it will not be good.

Diao Nan smiled bitterly, "It's smart to say that he is in his heart, otherwise we will all die here." "Diao Nan is usually cold to irrelevant people or things, and he doesn't start lightly or seriously, and the matter of the boss lady has also touched many of us, and he is so persistent about a person's feelings, and it is really rare in the world.

Cong Shuya stood up and shook off the mud very disgustedly, "We have to leave quickly, we have to enter Huangquan Road before dawn." Otherwise, it's still very dangerous. ”

Huangquan Road, it's a little creepy to hear this name, and I don't know if there is a wife surnamed Meng in it who gives me a bowl of porridge to drink.

We suggested that the proprietress bury Pan Yushu's body on the spot and find it later, which is very inconvenient to move with a corpse. But this time, no matter who said it, it didn't work, and the proprietress didn't want to go inside to find the Ming device to make a fortune, so she had to go back with Pan Yushu's body. Cong Shuya tried her best to stop it: "Didn't you happen to run into those things when you walked backwards like this? And you are also injured, is this different from throwing buns at a dog?"

Actually, I'd love to say send him out, but our situation is also here, and few of them are normal people. He was still too busy to take care of himself, so he could only let him carry the corpse on his back and walk out, and no one was more familiar with it than him.

I was so tired that I really wanted to rest, but Brother Qiang dragged me up, and I had to stagger forward with the team. His body was covered with mud and water, his clothes and backpack looked much heavier, and his legs had begun to flutter. In the dark, I couldn't see the situation in front of me, so I turned on a few wolf-eye flashlights to enhance the lighting, surrounded by mountains, and it was very steep, black, and it looked gloomy.

"Ahead is Huangquan Road. Be careful, there are a lot of good things in it. Cong Shuya reminded everyone, but I always felt that his words were a little weird, and now I don't care if there are good things, and it is the right thing to live well.

After walking for more than half an hour, we stood at the mouth of a valley. The width of the valley is also only four or five meters, typical of a line of sky. I finally knew what the so-called Huangquan Road was like.

There are coffins neatly placed in Huangquan Road, I am very strange, the people who worked in the ghost mine before did not have mountain climbers come to play, and then found these things? This coffin is windy and rainy, there are many years here, some coffins have cracked, I shine with a flashlight, and I can still vaguely see the dry bones inside.

I pointed to Huangquan Road and asked Cong Shuya, "Do we have to go from here?" I think we can also do a roundabout tactic. Climb over the hill or go around it in the other direction. ”

Cong Shuya touched my forehead, "I don't have a fever, why do I think there is a problem with your IQ suddenly." Where is this? You can see the snowy peaks further on, and you plan to learn from our party's fine tradition of hard work and simplicity, and climb over the snow-capped mountains? Then how much rations can you bring, and when you wait for the next fight, are you going to eat zongzi for the Dragon Boat Festival?"

I was blushed by his questions one by one, and I could only follow everyone inside. This black rumbling through the coffin bush is very nervous, and those terrifying scenes in the bottom of my heart keep emerging, one moment I am worried that it is a corpse that jumps out, and I am afraid that I will sit up and rub my face, or the skeleton will jump out and carry the coffin to my shoulder.

I was thinking nonsense, Diao Nan stretched out his hand to stop everyone from moving forward, I took a photo, and a strange scene appeared in front of me, a pile of plates surrounded a black sarcophagus. Porcelain has been used as a burial for a long time, but I have never seen a picture of a ghost carrying a coffin painted on it, and the porcelain in front of it is roughly the same as the one that Cong Shuya took away from here.

"Shuya, is that plate you took from here?" I asked softly, for fear of waking up the people in the coffin next to me.

Cong Shuya nodded, "I didn't have a good time at the time, this is called the coffin king, if you want to go over, you must take off the crown on his body." ”

"That's not easy, shoot him off the head, won't the crown come down?" But I just want to comfort myself, Diao Nan is by my side, and he does this in one word, professional.

"This kind of crown is supposed to have an extremely long crown belt, called a crown band. The crown strap is tied to the body, and if we want to take it off, we can still destroy the crown belt, or we can only strip him naked and take it off little by little. Diao Nan said as he took off his backpack and then took out the rope that tied the corpse, "Once this master is woken up, these coffins around him are prepared for our brother." ”

"And what do you mean by these porcelain?" I didn't understand, and the porcelain was piled up on the side. It's like a funeral, but it's not.

Yu Tianyi replied: "The purpose of these porcelains is to send away all kinds of little ghosts. We are here to fight, the thief is not empty, and the tomb owner still hopes to have a good relationship with us. If you agree, you will take a plate, and you will never talk about who is in it, and you will never come back, and you will prevent others from coming again. Otherwise, he will turn into an evil ghost and haunt this person for the rest of his life, and the coffin painted on the plate is the meaning of warning. ”

I turned my head to look at Cong Shuya, "You're not coming back?" The coffin carried by the little ghost is for you. ”

Cong Shuya didn't care, "If you believe this, what kind of fight will you do, go home and starve to death." If there are ghosts in this world, well, we are already surrounded by ghosts. ”

Diao Nan pinned the rope to his waist, put his backpack aside, and walked over with a muttering mouth. I also want to go over and see the world, Cong Shuya grabbed my hand, "Don't go over, he will wake up when the yang qi is heavy." Brother Xiongpaw has touched a lot of zongzi, and his body is full of yin qi, you can't do it in the past. "My hand is just held by him, and there is no disgust, beauty, the more the merrier.

Diao Nan stretched out his bear paws, touched the black coffin, and then pushed it to the lid of the coffin. This is a smoothbore coffin, which seems to be exactly the same as the one in the tomb of Concubine Quan, the distance is far, and I can't see the pattern really, it seems to be the appearance of this dragon. I wondered in my heart that the main owner of this bucket was lying here.