was suspended, Tong Yichu was so depressed that he exploded, the parents of the four missing martial arts students would come to the police station every day to inquire about the situation, and because Hao Chen was disguised as still traveling, no one knew that he was also missing except for people who knew about the case, and it was strangely missing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

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Hao Chen himself didn't know that so much was happening on the ground, and he didn't care about what was going on outside.

The "professor" said that the four children were right in front of him, so there was no other choice but five coffins, what should he do?

"Those four people are not inside!" Hao Chen took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and carefully observed around the sarcophagus, he found that the coffin was tightly fitted, and there was no trace of it ever being pried open or moved. Looking up at the bronze mirror in the dome, the iron box shrouded in reflected light

This five-mang-array is not the same as the one seen in Qinglong Mountain before, but since the "five-mang suppression" is used, the things in this bronze box must be easily untouchable, less is a resentful spirit, more is a demon, and the purpose of the "professor" is to let him open this confinement.

Having come to this conclusion, Hao Chen smiled slightly, and his original nervous mood also slowed down, he was not an idiot who was brainless when he was excited, and the four children were not in this tomb at all.

"If I don't show up, I'll go back!" Anyway, there must not be four children here, and there is no point in staying in this ruined tomb.

After waiting for a few more minutes, there was no movement, Hao Chen left the main burial chamber directly, although the five-mang suppression and the deliberately peeled off part of the mural made him very concerned, but this was not the real purpose of his trip.

As soon as he took a step, the entire burial chamber suddenly rumbled and shook, and he looked back at the sarcophagus behind him in surprise, only to find that the sarcophagus seemed to be fixed in place by the pull up and down, and it did not move, but when he turned his head, the shadow wall of the tomb wall blocking the entrance of the tomb began to rotate strangely.

Hao Chen had seen all kinds of mechanisms in the novel, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of thing, and the shadow wall rumbled 180 degrees, and there was a circle of scratches on the ground. The lotus child who was directly facing the tomb before, but now he is facing him again, Hao Chen has hair on his back, and his brain makes up a bunch of 5-mao special effects in Hong Kong drama zombie movies, such as the two rows of words emitting red light, the child's eyes suddenly open and stare at him, and so on.

However, it didn't, and the Shadow Wall didn't stop, and after turning in a different direction, the Shadow Wall suddenly moved forward, and it was about two bricks away from the same place before it came to a complete stop.

Knock, knock, knock, heavy footsteps came from the ground, gradually approaching, and finally Hao Chen clearly heard the sound of him standing behind the shadow wall, sighing softly.

Familiar, this familiar feeling made Hao Chen's head dizzy.

"Hao Chen, long time no see!" The voice finally returned to the human voice, but this intonation, the voice made Hao Chen's heart hang in his throat.

The footsteps got closer, and a man in a white coat walked out from behind the shadow wall, slightly shorter than Hao Chen, slightly hunchbacked, with short gray hair behind his head, and a pure white mask on his face that looked weird and inexplicable.

"We know?" Hao Chen's mind tried his best to eliminate the image he had imagined, trying to calm down, he didn't want to let his emotions bury the situation that was originally beneficial to him.

"Hehe......" The man's old voice smiled, stretched out his hand and took off the mask without hesitation.

"You?!" Unable to suppress the surprise in his heart, Hao Chen almost shouted.

The man in front of him was smiling and kind, and although the wrinkles had already crawled all over his cheeks, they could not hide his still bright eyes, and in the eyes of all who knew him, he was almost respected and respected. How many people have admired his medical skills and sought medical treatment for thousands of miles, and he is also able to help, and rarely refuse patients who come to the door.

Hao Chen still remembers that he sent Hao Xin home that day, and encountered a medical disturbance at the gate of the hospital, he was once grabbed by the collar by the leader, and his eyes were crooked on his face. He remembers that he was sick and hospitalized, and it was this person who personally set up the medical team to be responsible for all his treatment plans, and it was also the surgery he did for himself, watching himself leave and come back to life on the operating table.

"Director?!Why are you?" and the shock turned to confusion.

"How could it be me?" the man smiled, his expression relaxed, as if they were not in a tomb, but in a hospital office.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Heh, it's the old director of your work unit, and it's also your attending physician. ”

"What else?"

"Do you know what my last name is? Luo, Luo of Luoshui? No wonder, except for this surname, I have never told anyone my real name. He smiled and shook his head, walked over to Hao Chen's side, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Shi Jing, this is my real name, how about it reminds you of something?"

Shi Jing, Shi Hao Chen turned his head to look at him, his eyes were full of incredulity, and he immediately thought of the mountain village thousands of miles away, and the strange events that happened there.

The person in front of him is like a thread, connecting everything that happened in Shiguozi Village, but ......

Hao Chen calculated the time of the mining disaster, about 40 years ago, the old director at that time should have been in his early 20s, did he participate in the rescue? Why did he use those lost lives to create "filthy ghosts"? And who betrayed his itinerary? Shi Liu? No, but apart from him, no one in the whole village was ever close to him......

"Is there a result?" Shi Jing was not in a hurry, leaving Hao Chen's side, he had been walking around the tomb, looking at the murals, looking at the sarcophagus, and strolling around for a whole before returning to Hao Chen's side, and asked him with a pleasant face, like a respectable elder.

He patted Hao Chen's shoulder again and shook his head.

"I'll tell you. He cleared his throat and took the mask in his hand again, his eyes showing a peaceful warmth as if he had forgotten everything in front of him.

"I don't know if they have told you that Shiguozi Village was originally not called Shiguozi, but it was called because there was a stonemason in the village who could carve stones into realistic fruits. Its original name was Wo Yin, and Wo Yin was the birthplace of the shaman. ”

"In the past, in the mountains, each village would have its own shaman, who was responsible for seeing doctors, responsible for the big and small red and white affairs in the village, and more importantly, communicating with the living beings in the mountains. My ancestors have always been a shaman in that village. ”

He immersed himself in the memories and gently stroked the white mask, and things were like the plot of the novels and comics, the shaman in the mountains could only live to be 40 years old at most.

"You should have calculated that I was about 20 years old, to be exact, I was 22 years old, I was the only son of my father when he was 18 years old, and he had just turned 40 when the mine collapsed. ”