The structure of the quicksand tomb is double-layered, and the middle part is filled with sand. Everyone should understand the arched structure. According to the truth, Lao Zhang is trapped in the quicksand tomb, and it will definitely die, it is stuffy. dead.

Even if there was a mule in it, he killed him.

So how did he get into the mezzanine and get his internal organs removed?

At this time, it is obviously not the time to consider this issue. Many of the grave robber novels have already written the details of the grave robbers, and I will not repeat them here.

We dragged Zhang's body out and laid it flat in a robber's hole. When the quicksand in the mezzanine was exhausted, we rushed in.

How do you describe this tomb? It is necessary that this tomb is small, because he is one of the two tombs of Li Zhongzhi after all, and this tomb is not the place where the body is buried.

The burial chamber is simple. It is a cave-like arch, filled with musty smell and thick dust.

I scanned it with a flashlight and saw the general inside of this simple burial chamber. On the wall of the burial chamber, there are several lamps hanging. The lighting is a very common grimace mask. This is the common long light in the ancient tomb. It has gone out. Legend has it that the tomb of Qin Shihuang's tomb is the Nanhai Tatar oil that can burn for thousands of years. Whether this is a legend or true, I know, but I wo n't tell you now.

In the middle of the tomb, there is a flat stone with stars engraved on it. You can know the owner of the tomb at a glance. He is absolutely proficient in metaphysics. .

On the stone, there is a decaying wooden coffin. The shape of the coffin is very common, but it is very large, very large, so big that I saw it at first glance, and even thought it was a tomb in a tomb. Inside the tomb, it was rebuilt. A house, if you ca n't understand it, I can only describe it this way, this coffin is four times the size of the coffin we usually see, at least three times the size.

Zhao Qingshan swallowed and muttered: Jianguo, I see! This Li Zhongzhi used a coffin to pack all the gold and silver treasures he had searched for his whole life. Now his mother is getting rich.

I saw the man with glasses staring at the coffin with a dignified look, glaring at Zhao Qingshan, cursing: This time I came in, it wasn't a puppet, and I wanted to get rich. I buried a few items underground and turned them back to you.

After that, I told my other brother, here, I will not mention his name, because his death was caused by me, and he has nothing to do with the whole thing behind him. It was a pure accident.

I said to him: Fourth son, go and light the lamp.

Not every grave robber will light up, and not everyone believes in ghosts blowing lights, but in the early years, my old man said to me: what the old ancestors left behind absolutely has his truth, ghosts and gods can be disrespectful, but absolutely Can not be bullied.

So, whenever I go down to the ground, the rules must be enough.

But what about this light? Ghosts may not be the ones who blow the lights. To explain this phenomenon scientifically is that if there is sufficient oxygen in the tomb, the candle will burn normally. If it is insufficient, the candle will not burn or even go out automatically, so the grave robber will judge the fight based on this. Can children steal, in fact, to avoid hypoxia death.

The fourth child is a person who usually doesn't say anything. He listens to me very much. When he finishes speaking, he takes out the candle and lights it in the corner. thing.

The glasses man still frowned, shook his head and said: I don't know, I have to open it.

I thought to you that this is not nonsense. Before you came here, you knew as much as you did. When you entered the tomb, it turned out to be an old white neck. Fourth, where are you chopping eggs? It's so difficult to light a lamp.

I swiped the flashlight, just saw the fourth old man look back at me, but he saw his face pale, cold sweat, and yelled: Jianguo brother, you ,, you come to see.

Zhao Qingshan laughed: Jianguo, let me just say, this fourth child is a waste wood, even one of his mother's lights is not good, no wonder she can't look down on her mother-in-law.

I kicked him, and laughed and cursed: You just talk a lot.

There is also an unknown story in this, that is the fourth child, who bought a Sichuan mother-in-law from a trafficker in the past few years, but ran away with a junior in the village. He just opened his wounds and he didn't get angry.

I walked to the corner and asked the old four: Hey, look at your little success, scared like this.

The fourth old man crouched down and pointed at the candle: Brother Jianguo, look.

He stroked the match, lit the candle, and the flame simmered, but after jumping a few times, he fluttered and went out.

There was no wind in the cemetery, but for a moment I felt the air was blowing from behind, grabbed the match, lit the candle, and then stroked a match again.

If it is deficient in oxygen, matches cannot be ignited, but candles cannot.

In fact, the matches burned out the matchsticks before they extinguished, but the candles extinguished as soon as they were lit.

Really fucking met a ghost blowing a lamp. What the hell is in this cemetery?

I immediately drew a few heads at the candle in accordance with the rules, thanked the old ancestor for reminding, and shouted at them: Let's get an idea, let's exit.

The man with glasses turned back and asked me wondering: What happened.

I eagerly said: Follow the rules of the old ancestors, and now I have no time to explain to you, go out.

The glasses man hesitated for a moment. He knew who I was and wouldn't be alarmist, so he pulled the showy woman and said: Go, listen to Jianguo, and quit.

Zhao Qingshan smiled and said with a smile: Brother Jianguo, there was a baby with a full coffin on it, and he didn't have to worry about eating and wearing it all his life. He really wanted to quit.

I cursed: Your mother did n't know that when the ghost blows the lamp, King Yama takes it, and if you have money, you have to spend it. Go out, why is there so much nonsense.

I thought of Lao Zhang's misery. The whole internal organs were cut off. As soon as I felt cold, I thought that there was definitely a master who was extremely difficult to deal with. It is very likely that Zhang's internal organs were eaten by him .

Thinking of this, I had to quit immediately, and I looked back at the entrance of the cave. It didn't matter if I looked at it, and I was so angry that I yelled at Zhao Qingshan: Zhao Qingshan, you fucking look for death, you still have to go out .

Zhao Qingshan looked at me, and the original smile suddenly changed.

It turns into a cold face that I have never seen since childhood. He is a few years younger than me. He has been behind my butt and played the role of a dog leg. Although people are a bit jerk, I always say that. He didn't dare to say two, so when it comes to relationships, I counted him as the most intimate in Zhaojiatunzi, but at this moment, he changed his face.

Dignified, decisive, and fierce.

It was a funny hippie smile I didn't know, Zhao Qingshan.

He suddenly turned around and rushed towards the huge coffin. Then, he climbed up the coffin very quickly. I was startled by his sudden movement. When did Zhao Qingshan become so bold?

However, the man with glasses saw Zhao Qingshan rushing down the coffin, pushed a beautiful woman into a robber's hole, and ran towards the coffin.

How to do.

Exit is definitely fine.

But his mother, they seem to be fine! The coffin seemed to be open-air. There was no coffin board. After Zhao Qingshan jumped in, there was no sound.

And the man with glasses, he turned into the back of the coffin and went to a place I couldn't see. No one knew what he was doing.

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I jumped down the rope, holding the electricity with one hand, holding the black donkey hoof with one hand, and slowly approaching the coffin. The fourth child also grabbed the machete, followed closely behind me, and then, It's a showy woman.

The first thing we need to do is go behind this coffin. This is where the eye man disappears. I turned around and saw the spectacled man bent into a ball. He was holding a notebook in his hand and was using a pen to draw crazy drawings on the notebook.

Seeing me coming over, I quickly made a snoring gesture to me, lowering my voice and saying: This is the original inscription of Red Lantern.

I swept around with a flashlight, only to find that after this giant coffin, there were several sarcophagi, because the sarcophagi were small, and they were not seen because of the large wooden coffin.

There are seven sarcophagi, arranged horizontally and vertically. At first glance, although these sarcophagi have no patterns or anything on them, they are carved very rough, but the more simple and natural these things in the cultural relics and tombs, the more natural they are. A long time ago, can the things used by the cavemen be more delicate than those of the Tang Dynasty? Obviously not.

Therefore, with almost no thinking, I can see that this giant wooden coffin and these small sarcophagi are not of the same age. The age difference between them must be long.

Why are there two coffins of different ages in a tomb.

I thought about burying my dad, because I had no money at home, I stole the coffins of other people and repainted it, but then I rejected it. Pour someone else's coffin for use.

Moreover, in this small burial chamber, why are there so many caskets and who is in the caskets? This is not a question I have to consider. The man with glasses is recording the so-called negative text. Although I am curious, I also remember , Professional things should be done by professional people, I can't understand this stuff at all.

Now, what I care about most is Zhao Qingshan, donning the donkey hoof to the belt, and I'm going to climb this tall wooden coffin. At this time, the fourth old man grabbed me, and his face was pale: Jianguo, you listen.

This one alarmed the four of us. Even the glasses man's ears were not desperately recorded. Then we heard that there was a woman's voice in this wooden coffin.

This voice makes the showy woman blush to the neck in an instant, how to say it? This is a woman's moan. Even after so many years, I still clearly remember that voice. Although I am a bit shy to say this at such an old age, I still have to say it.

What came out of this was indeed a woman's moaning, not a painful moan, but a woman's extremely comfortable ** sound between the bed.

I was also very unnatural. Could it be said that Zhao Qingshan was doing something with a mother-in-law inside, I held my face, leaned closer to the coffin, and called out: Qingshan,