The vest magic changes the earth

"Damn it." A staff member of the Cultural Relics Bureau who was surrounded by the coffin was stunned. He reached out and knocked on the coffin, "What's going on?"

The murmuring whispers continued.

The people around the coffin were startled by the sudden sound. After the shock passed, the experienced cultural relics workers made a judgment:

"Prank? Someone put a player inside?"

"Okay!" A man laughed, looking at the coffin, "It's so realistic that it almost fooled me."

He looked at the mold spots on the coffin and the dull marks accumulated due to age.I also noticed its material and specifications, the front section is large and the rear end is small, trapezoidal style.He stretched out his hand to touch it, and sighed with emotion.

"It's made of solid wood, I'm really willing to pay the price."

The other person frowned, annoyed, "It's fun to come over at noon and interfere with our work! Let's open this coffin and have a look."

"Row."

Since they think it's a counterfeit thing, they don't have to send it back and slowly protect it.Just do what you say, and prepare to open the coffin after moving things over there.

The raving in the coffin continued.

The vegetable gangsters who had been floating in the river for several hours looked at the angry staff over there, and felt a little gloating in their hearts.

Just when they prepared the tools and were about to open the coffin to take a peek.

The cell phone in the pocket of the person in charge of prying the coffin suddenly rang, and the loud and clear song of the five rings resounded through the sky. He had to put down the tools in his hand to answer the phone.

"Hey, it's me. Um... huh? Send it back? This thing... it probably isn't a real thing. Oh, okay, got it."

He put down his phone and said to his companion.

"Put it away, don't pry it. The director personally called and asked us to transport the coffin back. During this period, no matter what happens, don't touch it, let alone open the coffin."

The companion looked puzzled, "Why?"

"I don't know, maybe Approaching Science wants to shoot an episode here?"

The staff of the Cultural Relics Bureau complained, and they worked together to bring the coffin onto their transport truck and leave in the dust.

Before leaving, the staff member who knew the situation with them looked back at the little fat man, and said earnestly: "Young people, remember to read more when you go back, and do less unconventional things."

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Li Weiwei asked Lu Yi in a low voice: "Is it okay to let them take that coffin away?"

Lu Yi was basking in the sun with his eyes squinted, and said, "It's okay, someone will take care of it. I'm just a small character who came to explore the way, and it's not my turn to take care of this kind of thing."

With the goal of their trip, the people from the Bureau of Cultural Relics left, and the rest of the melon-eaters were going to pack up and go back to their homes.

Fan Yuan was scolded by his father again, and Fa Xiao was looking for a dog nearby.

Since the big black dog got off the boat, it didn't know where it went. Everyone said they didn't see it.

Fan Yuan stood on the shore, clasped his hands into the shape of a trumpet, "Wangcai! Wangcai, are you there?"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

A black figure emerged from the nearby bushes and threw itself into Fan Yuan's arms.

Fan Yuan rubbed its ears affectionately, "Cai Cai, where did you go?"

The big dog couldn't answer, it changed from its previous decadence, and happily circled around the person.

"Okay, okay. The dog is also found, let's go back!" Fan Yuan's father started to chase people away.

When they returned to Fan Yuan's house, Dad wiped them with boiled grapefruit leaves.

As soon as Fa Xiao returned to Murakami, he was taken away. Judging by Fan Yuan's sympathetic expression, it is estimated that what was waiting for him was mixed doubles.

Losing the adventurous aura of pursuing mystery, they can only take this trip as a farmhouse experience activity in a boring way.

As soon as the little fat man went back, he found an internet cafe, edited the video and uploaded it with a spooky bgm.The title is "Human Language in the Coffin"

Sure enough, most people said that his shots were quite eerie, the atmosphere was well created, and his imagination was very good, but few believed it was true.The main reason is that there have been too many videos in the name of witnessing the extraordinary during this period. After paying the IQ tax for a few days, smart netizens began to refuse to believe it.

Tian Ya was so pissed off that he simply left the Internet cafe and came back to play with them.

......

Here, the staff of the cultural relics bureau returned to the bureau, and people carried the coffin into the research room.

Along the way, they walked with trepidation. After all, there was something talking in the transport truck, and it was a coffin. The whole process made people feel chills.

The voice of talking stopped after a while on the road, but it sounded again when people lifted it out of the car.

The few people who had never seen it were startled, their eyes were strange.

When they walked in, they saw that several people were already waiting for them.

These people are all new faces, and they are not well-known experts and scholars in the industry.

The strangers had a condensed and calm demeanor, with a fierce look on their faces. Seeing them carrying the coffin in, these people looked at each other, and one of them came out and shook hands with them, saying, "Thank you, I will leave the matter here to you." We are."

The staff looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling puzzled for a while.

They were ordered to carry a talking coffin back to the Bureau of Cultural Relics, and when they came back, they were asked by strangers to put down their things and leave immediately, so they didn't move for a while.

Someone asked: "Comrade, are you...? Do you deal with cultural relics?"

A young man walked over quickly, who was the secretary of their chief.The young man whispered something beside the researchers, and they all backed out with surprise on their faces.

Before leaving, one of the strangers said to the secretary: "If we don't come out, please inform my superiors, and don't open it without authorization or let anyone approach it."

The door was closed, blocking out the sound from outside.

The intruder among the strangers turned around with a reassuring smile on his face.

他 说:

"This is the news we received temporarily, and this is also the first project we plan. Remember, we have neither experience nor rescue in the face of this kind of incident. We are the first to eat crabs, and we are more Be careful. Whether we succeed or not, the country will be proud of us!"

He took a deep breath: "Okay, everyone, get ready, let's get started."

People spread out, preparing for the work at hand according to the previous plan.

Outside, their fellows have come a long way.

Old Feng, who followed the river to collect the coffin, turned his head and glanced at the closed door secretly, and asked the secretary in a low voice: "Who are those? They are so bullish, they just took our place."

Everyone together also cast curious eyes.

Seeing this situation, the secretary simply found a corner to chat, and he also replied in a low voice: "I don't know, this group of people came suddenly. They took a helicopter and entered the director's office as soon as they came out. I said, meet all their requirements. Here, their helicopter is still parked in the yard."

Someone who was interested in the military stretched his head to observe: "Hey, Wu Zhi 10! What's the origin of this!"

"I don't know, they are still so interested in the coffin we brought back."

"I have a bold idea," someone said.

He was a young man newly recruited by the bureau. He just graduated from graduate school. He usually likes to read online novels and play games. He is also often whimsical in the study of cultural relics and history. For this reason, his master scolded him a lot.

"what idea?"

"Have you watched the video of the big snake over Linhai City?"

"Look. Didn't that say it was fake?"

"That's weird! If you want to make a real thing fake, what will you do? Of course, make more fake videos and then expose them! In this way, the original real thing will also become fake Yes. I suspect that there are really supernatural or ghosts in this world, but we have been deceived like this all the time! Those people just now are our country who handle these things, have you heard of the Hua Guolong group?"

People were stunned by this idea, "It's fake..."

The young man asked back, "Have you ever seen a talking coffin?"

"No......"

"Have you seen the great man who opened Wu Zhi 10 in the country?"

"No......"

"Have you ever seen a talking coffin attract the attention of the country?"

"No......"

The young man made a final decision, "This is the end!"

The remaining researchers were in a trance.

They squatted not far away and waited for the results. From this angle, they could vaguely see that the lights in the workshop were still on.

......

In the small courtyard of Fan Yuan's house,

Fan Yuan's father set up a table under the big Yike tree in the yard. The shadows of the leaves were swaying, and the fire clouds in the mountains in the distance could be seen through the gap.

The young people who participated in the expedition in the morning gathered around this table, each sitting on a small bamboo stool.

Fan Yuan said: "This time you are in for a treat! My grandma heard that there are guests at home, so she wants to make her special dish!"

At this moment, a ringtone rang, and Xiang Tian, ​​whose screen name was "Rebirth of the Overlord", took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and said, "My grandpa called me, you two should talk first."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the other side of the yard.

Everyone didn't care, and continued to talk about the coffin they saw today.

The little fat man sighed: "It's a pity, the cultural relics bureau took it away, so we probably won't be able to see it."

"Speaking of the coffin, do you feel that what it says is repetitive. It keeps saying one sentence." Li Weiwei imitated a few pronunciations while speaking.

"I felt it too." The little fat man agreed, and he took out the video and played it, "I found it while editing the video! Listen!"

After chatting for a while, Xiang Tian came back, his expression a little excited.

He said: "I remembered! I remembered that the sound of the coffin was so familiar!"

"That's a sentence. The pronunciation of some words in it is a bit like the dialect of my hometown! My grandfather is from southern Hokkien. I just remembered the dialect my grandfather spoke to me when he called me just now!"

The eyes of everyone on the table lit up.