[Bottle Evil] The Old Mansion's Strange Story

Using female zongzi?It turned out the ring wasn't for me.Poker bottle doesn't seem to want to explain more, after all we don't have much time.He put the ring back into the groove on the coffin lid, the seam was tight, and the groove made a crisp sound.

Poker bottle pressed the snake head on the ring and twisted it forcefully, the blood in the fine lines of the snake head on the coffin lid began to change and flow rapidly.Then, like opening the door with a key, the rotation of the ring caused a vibration of the coffin lid, and the coffin lid opened slowly.

At the same time, the female rice dumpling who had been dormantly dormant suddenly let out a low growl, and the bronze chains tied to it were also pulled up. In the white mist, I vaguely saw that the invulnerable female rice dumpling seemed to sit up and perform authentically. "Corpse".

Poker Bottle's expression froze, he patted me on the shoulder, and said, "We'll hide in too."

"Into the coffin?" I wondered, "Isn't there blood, are you not afraid of it?"

The coffin lid seemed to be restrained by a mechanism, and it became easy to push, and Poker Bottle pushed it back a little with one hand, saying: "We are here, if it doesn't come up for a while, it won't find that thing." As he spoke, he pointed to the ring, and then pointed to the inside of the coffin, motioning for me to go in first.

I nodded, although it was not critical, I had no choice but to listen to him.I thought to myself that Poker-Face would not be trying to trick me into the coffin and treat me. I thought about this kind of thing and it was almost the same, seeing his serious face.

The movement of the female zongzi gradually became louder, and I could hear that it was tearing the chain on its body.

I didn't dare to delay at the moment, I touched the edge of the coffin, and I put a foot in to check it, but there seemed to be nothing.Thinking that Poker Bottle let me go in first, it should be sure that the inside is safe, so I also stepped in with the other injured leg.Then I sat down, slid down again, and lay down flat.

I felt strange when I lay down. The coffin looked so big from the outside, but the space inside was not plentiful.And it seems to be tailor-made for female zongzi. I can touch the parts of the hands and feet, there are some protrusions and depressions, and the hands and feet can just fit inside.

When I looked up again, Poker Face was looking down at me, I moved to the side, turned sideways, but it was really not spacious, only half side.

"Come in?"

Poker bottle was also polite, handed me the flashlight, and then stepped in, almost stepping on my arm.I tried to turn sideways to make room for him.Fortunately, Pokerfing is dexterous, he can shrink his bones, and he can control his body movements very freely. In the blink of an eye, he also slid in, facing me face to face.

In this coffin, the width is one person's width, but the height is not enough.Poker Bottle couldn't bear to squeeze me, so he just leaned on top of me, with one hand next to my face, and the other lightly pressed against the coffin lid, and gradually closed it, leaving only a narrow gap.In a low voice: "Turn off the flashlight."

Just as I was about to close it, I suddenly saw that where the flashlight came, that is, inside the coffin, there seemed to be some pattern.

"Wait." I raised my hand to look at the coffin lid in front of me, and saw that there were still bloody characters on the wall.

This kind of characters appeared in various places in the tomb, such as the tomb door, the wall of the tomb chamber, the clothing of the female rice dumpling, and the coffin.Although I couldn't decipher it right away, I felt it was the key, so I said to Poker Bottle, "It's still a blood character."

Moving his eyes again, he was facing the dark eyes of Shang Poyouping, without any waves, the man just said: "Close it first."

I immediately turned off the flashlight, and the surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

Fuck me.I looked at the darkness in the bronze coffin, and had to think, is the coffin here really prepared for a few of us, and we couldn't escape the fate of coming in and lying down.

Although Pokerfing does things well, I still couldn't help asking in a low voice: "How to use zongzi? Give me a hint?"

Poker bottle moved slightly in the dark, he withdrew his hand to remove the coffin lid, and finally landed on the other side of my face.

I suddenly found that our posture was very awkward. I could kiss him just by lifting my chin.Fortunately, I can't see it here, and my old face is hot.

Although Poker Bottle's voice was very soft, I could hear him clearly. He said, "It's locked here, only it knows where the exit is."

I turned my face slightly, and when this guy spoke, the breath was all over my face, and I was still very unconscious, and said again: "This is the soul lock coffin."

I was in the battle between heaven and man, and these three words made me break out in a cold sweat. I asked subconsciously: "Is there really such a thing?" Jump in and lie down.

I couldn't see Pokerfing's expression, but there was some surprise in his tone: "You know?"

Although the inner and outer coffins have been basically fastened together, through the thick coffin walls, I can also hear that the female rice dumpling seems to be running away violently, and the bronze chain is made a loud noise by its brute force.The chain is protruding from the wall again. I seem to hear some parts of the wall being torn off by it, and there is the sound of stones falling. Maybe the female rice dumpling will be able to catch up with the excavator in destructive power after tossing for a while. , Help us dig out an exit directly.

But that's exactly how it is, it shouldn't be able to hear the whispers between me and Poker Ping, I said: "You can know, why can't I know, you say that, I have a clue."

Pokerfing paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "It's a snake, how many times have you used it?"

I was taken aback, and I said to myself that as expected of a stuffy oil bottle, I never told him about the snake venom I inhaled, and with my words, he understood how I knew about these things.

I smiled and wasn't going to answer the question because I couldn't remember either.Too much.

But Poker-Face didn't give in, and asked me, "Is this the reason for the injury on your arm?"

"That's not true." Generally, when blood comes into contact with snake venom, some information will be obtained, but using the nose is the most effective way.I said: "Brother, it's not appropriate to discuss this now, Zongzi is about to tear down the tomb. What if the coffin is lifted later, what if we die together."

"It's the nose." Poker Ping ignored the zongzi and hit the nail on the head again, "You can't smell anything anymore."

Now that it was said, I couldn't lie to him, so I reached out and patted his back, saying: "Actually, he has recovered a little bit, and I can smell it now, little brother, did you steal the jerky?" Of course , I actually didn't smell anything.

Poker bottle didn't want to talk to me, so he stopped talking.I calmed down a bit, and I was still surprised when I thought of the "soul lock coffin".But if it is true, then many of the doubts we have not resolved at the moment have answers.If you want to go out, there is a chance.

Poker bottle is right, I did know these things through the poison of the black-haired snake.

Years ago, for a long time, I locked myself in an abandoned substation on Gem Mountain and ingested a lot of that snake venom.

In this world, there are many secrets.Secrets are secrets because they shouldn't be known by most people, and my plan requires me to know many secrets that I shouldn't know.

According to Hei Xiazi, many of the messages hidden in the snake venom are my imagination.But I can tell the difference to some extent. Some things are really fucking not something that my imagination can play out, but those so-called "secrets".

In the long history of thousands of years in China, snake venom has indeed left many records about the ultimate propositions that human beings have been concerned about since ancient times.But when I started to systematically sort out the information I got, I still sadly found that what I got was just some trivial things.

But even so, even for these minutiae, many forces have always been fighting openly and secretly.

People always want to "know" and want to "know" more than others.

It's just that knowing has a price to know.I still remember the great pain left in my nasal cavity and brain every time the illusion faded.It's okay to say that the pain is the most tormenting part, which is in the illusion.I can't predict the length of the illusion, and it won't match the real time.Often I'd be in it for an hour or two, but I'd be in the illusion for months.At first, those meaningless visions often made me feel overwhelmed. I couldn't see anything but darkness, couldn't hear the sound, and didn't know when it would end.

At that time, I can often think of Poker Bottle.

I smiled wryly in my heart, I did not live as long as him in the world, but the illusion imposed a lot of time on me, accumulatively, maybe I would be older than him.

Many people say that my appearance has not changed much, but when Poker comes out, they say that I am old.

Another price of "knowing" may be exactly this.

Before I had time to think too much, I heard a huge shaking sound of the bronze chains, and the friction between the chains made a sharp scratching sound, and sparks might have been ground out.The female zongzi is mighty, the female zongzi is brave, and the female zongzi is extremely powerful. It finally broke free and regained its freedom.

I was faintly excited, Poker's plan was about to work.

I turned my face back and asked Poker Bottle who was still on top of me: "Aren't you tired from this posture?"

Poker-Face was still "sulking" and didn't say a word. I "made an inch" and said, "Why don't you get down?"

"Ok?"

It's a pity that I can't see the expression of Boyoufeng.

Then, I heard the furious female zongzi leap onto the bronze coffin, and the whole coffin was shaken by its force.The female rice dumpling hit something on the coffin lid, and the coffin lid made a muffled sound instantly.

Poker bottle suddenly hugged my head tightly, and I immediately hugged his waist tightly, but my heart felt sour for no reason, but in fact, I was happy again.

The female zongzi bumped into it a few more times, as if to vent her anger, but I knew it wasn't for opening the coffin, so we were safe for the time being.

I buried my face in the neck of Poker Bottle, and smiled dryly: "Why is it so powerful, I'm so nervous that my heart beats faster, the precious blood must be useful."

Poker-Face was finally willing to speak, but said: "Your heart beats very fast."

Asibah, the air is blowing in my ears again.But he said, "Start by coming in."

"You..." I thought for a while, "Shut up."

He didn't say any more, but the enemy is now, life and death are uncertain, why are you laughing at the oily bottle.