Daomu Biji

Knowing that there is no such toxic dust here, the fat man has become more arrogant, and when he came to the next door, he kicked in.

The situation inside is almost the same as the next door, but the shape of the coffin is different, it is a more elongated coffin. There are some hard-to-recognize golden lacquers on the coffin, it seems that a woman was buried.

I ignored it, and went to see the epitaph, and found that my judgment was wrong. The coffin was still male. This person is called Zhang Ruishan, and it is also the “Chessboard Zhang” branch. I have read my life and found that he is basically the same as the one we saw next door. .

The only difference is that this person ’s parents are not as famous as the one next door, but they get the same treatment because they are “faling one” and “good at management”. In many details, I can see that Zhang Ruishan’s personality is not the same as the character next door. The character next door is quite decent, and this Zhang Ruishan seems to have read a foreign book, “common sense, if it is an essay”, should be a more open-minded school, and good writing.

The fat man said that all the people in this row should have died at the same time. I want to find new clues, or go further, maybe I can see something newer.

I thought deeply, so the two went out and walked along the corridor all the way. I used to walk half a floor to talk about it, because it is normal for dozens of people to die if they use firearms. But after walking about sixteen or seven meters, the fat man and I stopped immediately.

Because we suddenly saw that in the middle of the corridor, the door of a room was open.

This obviously cannot be opened by us. When we took a photo with a flashlight, we found that the door of this room was particularly large, three times larger than the room next to it, and the decoration in the room was completely different. Looking inside, a huge coffin was also opened, and the lid was not closed again like we did-the lid of the coffin flipped to the ground.

“What happened?” The fat man looked at me, “Brother, have they been here?”

I shook my head: “But the people in this coffin must be different from others. Look at this burial chamber, it’s a presidential suite level.”

We walked in, and as soon as I looked at the ground, I found something wrong. There are no footprints on the ground, and the door shaft of the opened door is old, and the cracks that have been kicked are also very rotten. The outer edge of the coffin was full of dust, and many incense burners were placed in the room, which was surrounded by the tomb and also covered with dust.

This door has been opened for a long time, and the coffin has been opened for quite a long time. Looking at the thickness of the dust, it has been at least ten years.

“It looks like someone has been here before us, but not a brother.”

“Is it the last funeral?”

“Your mother **** a burial tomb after the funeral? Your ancestor must be crazy.” I said, “It can’t be a burial, this is a tomb robbing.”

“I rely on, our buddies are awesome, just find one out, and it is also the leader of Megatron’s global grave robbing world. I am also known as the fat prince in the fighting world. A few of us came to this place, they are all **** So strenuous, how many lives do you **** die, is there any better than us? “

“Don’t you say ghosts? At that time, many of them had entered the ancient building, but died in it. This coffin may have been opened by those people. That was something that happened 30 years ago.”

“Aren’t they coming to the funeral procession, how can they steal things by the way?”

I said, “These people were originally from tomb robbers. Some people are not of high quality, so there is a high probability of having a sheep. And the struggle was too fierce at that time. If the group of people entered the building, what other purpose, ghost? The shadow may not know, or do not want to say, but under the circumstances at that time, it is possible. “

I took a picture in the coffin—the huge coffin was a bone, completely covered by dust, and the situation was similar to what I saw earlier. I turned my head to look at the wall and looked at the name of this person—this is coquettish. Who is this guy?

Glanced, I froze for a moment, thought I was wrong, and then walked over to look closely, I saw three familiar words-Zhang Qiling.

“This is Brother’s coffin.” The fat man said, “It turns out that Brother is a big dumpling!”

“Don’t talk nonsense.” I said, immediately raised the flashlight and carefully read the text behind.

This must be awkward, it can’t be what it looks on the surface.