I asked the guy with the surname Ding out loud.

"The surname is Ding, *** it's better to explain it to us. What are you doing with dried corpses in your bag? You brought that kind of thing to the grave, do you want both of us brothers to be buried with you?"

As a result, that Boss Ding gave us a particularly funny answer.

"The reason why I brought this dried corpse with me was because I heard people talk about it online. If you bring this kind of thing to the cemetery, you can achieve the effect of removing evil spirits. It will bless us to return to the surface safely, and I also want to save a small life to go out, so I will deliberately bring him down!"

Use dried corpses to ward off evil spirits? This Boss Ding can really think of it! But this claim is not false. On the contrary, the corpses of the ancients could indeed ward off evil spirits.

Seemingly. This person surnamed Ding knows a lot of things! And I even think that this dried corpse brought by this surnamed Ding is definitely not an ordinary dried corpse. Maybe this dried corpse is the one who was lying in that coffin before.

But there's really no way! Everything is like cause and effect, and the cycle of cause and effect is all inevitable.

Now Ding Yan is covered in blood, and his hands are no longer pierced by something. His body was beaten generously just now, and he lost at least 20 years of life.

And his resale of the body is a foregone conclusion, even if all of us go out in a good manner, I will not let him go. I will definitely go to the relevant departments to report him, bring this kid to justice, make him forget the fundamentals of being a human being, and even send the treasure of the Chinese ancestors to a foreign country!

The only thing that makes it difficult to vent is that we may have really wasted our efforts this time. There was nothing in the cemetery, no gold or silver jewelry, no bracelets of the square that I said!

The three of us could only go back the same way we came.

We walked about 30 or so distances. Suddenly, inexplicably in front of our eyes, a huge stone gate appeared.

This stone gate was absolutely non-existent just now! Or rather, this stone door appeared out of thin air, completely blocking all our paths.

Oh, my God! What should I do?

I was about to turn on the searchlight overhead, when I saw the big rock blocking our way, with a lot of green shimmering light on it. These lights loom and are very surprising.

I approached the stone wall and looked closely, only to realize that the green stuff on the big stone was phosphorus.

"Is it a firefly?" Dafang asked.

I shook my head.

"No! It's phosphorus fire, the kind of chemical reaction that occurs when the corpses of dead people decompose."

Dafang instantly understood something.

"Ah! Then the big rock can't be full of dead people!"

I looked carefully at the big stone and saw that it was not a stone slab. It's made of cement.

There were many cracks in the cement, and it was faintly visible in the cracks, and there were a lot of bones in them.

It seems that this big rock is full of dead people's corpses!

At the same time, Mr. Ding shouted.

"I found it, I finally found it!"

"Found something!" Dafang asked in wonder.

"It's a bracelet, it's a square bracelet, he's here! Yes! Great, I've finally found it!"

Mr. Ding's tone bordered on madness.