People are in Panjiayuan, and they fool Lao Hu to rob the tomb at the beginning

Chapter 338 You are dead!
"Wow!"

Hearing this mournful cry, everyone present was covered in hairs, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

"What the hell is this?"

As a Bashu Chuanmei, Yaomeier usually has a carefree personality who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, but the ghost voice is so evil, and she can't help but collapse at this time.

"We have been fighting for so many years, what kind of monsters and monsters have we never seen..."

"Don't be afraid, just follow me!"

Su Moyi was bold and bold, and walked along the slightly inclined tomb passage.

On the way, the incomplete murals of the Tang Dynasty continued to be inscribed.

In this humid and humid environment everywhere, the colors of the murals are still as bright as new.

The woman's voice in the depths of the tomb passage was intermittent, not just crying, but sometimes laughing and sometimes shouting.

The sound seemed ethereal and empty.

Everyone endured the throbbing and waded to the end of the tomb passage.

As if feeling some kind of shock, the woman's shouts in the ancient tomb suddenly fell silent.

At the end of the tunnel is an ear chamber in the tomb, and there is a shaft under the tomb bricks in front of the chamber.

The underground water flowed here, and hundreds of boats returned, all of which seeped into the underground rock cracks in front of the door of the tomb.

There was no water in the tomb at all, and two red lacquer coffins with pictures of Zhong Kui eating ghosts were stranded in the tomb, one east and the other west.

Yaomeier asked: "Could this be the main tomb?"

Old Hu shook his head, "No, this is a coffin that has been moved by someone. There shouldn't be a coffin here!"

I saw a faint light flickering on the lacquered coffin near the door of the tomb.

That voice came from that place.

"I see, it's a ghost voice!"

The fat man suddenly shouted excitedly.

Old Hu looked at Fatty suspiciously, "Do you still know ghost sounds?"

The fat man curled his lips, "Hey, look at what you said, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running..."

Lao Hu still looked at the fat man in disbelief.

The fat man was helpless, "Okay, okay, I heard this from Da Jinya!"

"Ghost sound is a kind of singing in the Tang Dynasty. In the quiet night without accompaniment, it is sung by women. The tune is weird and ethereal, imitating the weeping and mourning of dead souls!"

"This thing is very popular in Nidao country. Before, I went to Nidao country...cough!"

"When I went to Nidao Country to play, I did some research..."

Su Mo went straight to the coffin and patted the inside and outside of the coffin. It was unknown whether it was because of Su Mo's strength or because the coffin had been in disrepair for a long time.

"Clap!"

With a crisp sound, the front of the coffin was torn open and fell to the ground.

From the cracked coffin, a dry and rigid female corpse arm drooped.

There are also ornaments such as jade bracelets and rings on the arms of the female corpse.The beam of the flashlight flickered, and the jewels and jewels were particularly eye-catching.

Fatty's eyes immediately lit up, "Old Hu, look, this weapon is shining brightly, we."

Su Mo reminded. "do not move!"

"Burn the female corpse in the coffin first, the voice came from inside!"

How many people stared wide-eyed, and the corpse could still sing and cry?

"Wow!"

At this time, the crying started again, and the crying continued.

Everyone was furious.

Su Mo looked at Lao Hu, "Light it up!"

Lao Hu walked over, stretched out his hand and lit the fire.

The corpse's clothes were as dry as wax and ignited in the fire, and the fire burned immediately

The flames were raging, illuminating the tomb chamber brightly.

The zombie was burned, and its tendons continued to shrink.

The lying corpse suddenly sat up in the fire, the corpse was wrapped in flames twitching and trembling, and the light and shadow flickered for a while.

At this time, Lao Hu, Fatty and others could not feel the heat of the flames at all.

On the contrary, the aversion to cold penetrates the heart and lungs.

They still can't explain this weird situation.

The corpse in the tomb was burned by flames, and at the place where the flames were most intense, the female corpse almost became a candle wick.

The dark red firelight reflected on the tomb wall, and a dark figure appeared on the tomb bricks.

Plump and fat, she looks like a lady in profile.

"Crack!"

Suddenly there was a soft sound, and the wall where the figure appeared on the side of the tomb suddenly turned slowly.

Lao Hu frowned, "It turned out to be a trap wall!"

They took a closer look.

Behind the dark wall was a woman sitting upright.

The woman was covered in white fat.

There is no anger like a living person at all.

"Looking at it, it looks like a zombie in the Tang Dynasty, and the voice"

Shirley Yang's complexion changed again, "There are still ghost voices!"

And these ghost sounds came from the belly of the zombie in front of him.

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, pulled out the Scarlet Heaven Sword, and walked over quickly, without saying a word, he stabbed with the sword.

The Akasaka sword has been contaminated with dragon blood for many years, so it is natural to exorcise evil spirits and avoid evil spirits, so when the sword goes down, the zombie utters a very piercing scream, and then there is no movement at all.

"Cough cough cough..."

But at this moment, a black shadow ran out from the mechanism wall, his feet were limp, and he knelt down on the ground.

"Who?"

Everyone lowered their heads, took a serious look, and said in surprise, "The Wang family?"

The fat man pulled out the pistol in his waist, and said coldly, "Boy, why are you here? Where is your Patriarch?"

The face of the Wang family on the ground was as pale as white paper, bloodless, and his lips trembled, "The head of the family is missing, everyone else is dead, all dead..."

Su Mo smiled, "Boy, do you know? You're dead too!"

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

The Wang family looked up at Su Mo.

Su Mo said: "You have corpse flies on your body, and corpse flies are haunting dead people..."

According to Su Mo, Shirley Yang.Lao Hu and the others looked at the Wang family on the ground in surprise.

Sure enough, several people saw corpse flies in the ears of the Wang family.

Now, everyone backed away.

"I am dead…"

"I am dead!"

The Wang family couldn't believe it, and looked at Su Mo with wide eyes, "I'm really dead?"

Su Mo nodded silently.

The Wang family's eyes went dark, and they fell to the ground with a "bang", and there was no further movement.

"..."

Everyone watched this scene in amazement.

The fat man swallowed, "Evil door, this fairy village is really a fucking evil door!"

Su Mo said, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time..."

With that said, Su Mo pointed to the side, "There is a tomb passage on this side, you walk along the stone wall, come one by one!"

Everyone followed Su Mo's words and walked over cautiously. Just as Su Mo said, there is a tomb passage ahead.

But there are also many coffins.

It just lay there in a mess, without any meaning at all.

Xue Liyang looked around, "This looks like the tomb of King Wuyang!"

Su Mo watched repeatedly in front of a huge sarcophagus, as if he was trying to determine something.

After a while, Su Mo stepped forward and pulled out the stone nails from the coffin lid.

Open it up and see that there are half of exquisite and flat painted porcelain pieces inside.

The fat man scratched his head, "Why is there only half of it?"

Lao Hu calmly pointed to another coffin beside him, "No, there are more over there!"

Hearing the sound, the fat man opened another coffin, and half of the exquisitely painted porcelain pieces appeared.

When the two pieces are put together, the patterns on them just make up a screen the size of a book.

A paradise-like village is painted on the porcelain screen, and these villages are hidden in the deep mountains and ravines.

"Is this the way to guide you? Feng Shigu's tricks have been exhausted, and our Captain Mojin got it..."

"Old Hu."

Fatty and Shirley behind them yelled in a strange tone.

Old Hu turned his head, but saw the fat man pointing a gun at him.

Old Hu was furious, "Fatty, what are you doing?"

Even Shirley Yang, Yao Meier also had a strange expression on her face.

"Behind you. There's...something!"

(End of this chapter)