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Wang Kaixuan and Hua Han's conversation reached Huo Jilin's ears. Huo Jilin smiled and turned his head: "If nothing unexpected happens, you can live at least another 40 years, which is 2023 AD.

"Do you know how expensive a tomb in Beijing was at that time? They even painted murals in the tomb to fool future generations."

"Come on, I think it's more reasonable to just carve a "100 yuan fine for stepping on me" on the tombstone."

Listening to Huo Jilin's words, Hua Han spread his hands and looked indifferent: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm in the United States."

Huo Jilin narrowed his eyes slightly: "You think even more beautiful, forty years later, the United States will ban burials and can only be cremated."

Wang Kaixuan was amazed: "Master Huo, how did you know?"

"How did I know?" Huo Jilin raised his eyebrows, "I predicted it, don't believe him, believe me."

Wang Kaixuan silently pointed a finger at Huo Jilin: "Master Huo, you are so naughty! "

After arguing with Wang Kaixuan and Hua Han, Huo Jilin turned to look at the mural in front of him.

This mural is also closely related to snakes.

A huge golden snake was opening its bloody mouth, and in front of it stood a young man in a black suit.

The young man had bright eyes and white teeth, and was extremely handsome.

A golden dragon was wrapped around his body.

Shirley Yang followed and walked to Huo Jilin's side, looking at the golden snake, her eyes widened.

Wang Kaixuan looked at it carefully, then looked at Huo Jilin's face, and exclaimed: "My God, come and see! The young man on the mural looks exactly like Master Huo!"

Everyone's eyes switched back and forth between the mural and Huo Jilin, and finally confirmed that the young man on the mural was Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin looked at the mural with interest: "It doesn't look like I died here, it looks more like recognizing me as king. "

Hu Bayi stood in front of the mural next to him and shouted to Huo Jilin: "Brother Huo, come and take a look at this one."

Huo Jilin walked over leisurely.

In this picture, the golden Yinglong on Huo Jilin's body had been broken into two pieces, one on the left and one on the right, and was thrown aside.

And Huo Jilin on the mural had been swallowed by the golden snake for most of his body, leaving only a pair of feet exposed.

This painting made Wang Kaixuan very angry, and he cursed; "You dog thing, it seems that you can only predict that our Master Huo will come here, but not our Master Huo's true strength! Wait for me to find your coffin, and then cut you into pieces!"

The next few murals have almost the same meaning.

Each one cannot escape Huo Jilin and the golden snake.

Hu Bayi was a little alert: "Don't be distracted, the snake in this mural is very likely to be real, maybe watching us in the corner. "

Wang Kaixuan didn't care: "There is such a big snake in the painting. If it is really in this tomb, we would have seen it long ago. How is it possible that we haven't seen its shadow yet?"

Hu Bayi was speechless for a moment and advised: "No matter what, it is always better not to distract attention. Maybe the big snake will appear in front of us at any time."

Hua Han looked carefully at the place where his eyes were and shook his head: "Old Hu, don't worry, maybe this mural is placed here to scare people."

Hu Bayi still didn't relax; "There are too many strange things in the tomb. Everyone, listen to my advice and don't take it lightly."

Shirley Yang nodded: "Old Hu is right."

At this moment, a strange sound came from the hall.

"Cluck, cluck!"

This sound penetrated everyone's heart, as if a hen was calling, and it seemed like a girl's silver bell laughter.

Hu Bayi hurriedly shouted: "Quick! Fatty! Light the candles quickly! "

Wang Kaixuan hurried to the southeast corner, took out a candle from his shoes, and lit it in the corner.

Hua Han was very puzzled: "It's already this time, why are you still thinking about lighting a candle?"

The pride diluted Wang Kaixuan's fear: "You don't understand this, right? Lighting a candle is to see if there are ghosts."

Hua Han didn't understand: "What does this have to do with ghosts?"

Shirley Yang explained: "This is the exclusive secret technique of our industry. Faqiu Seal, Mojin Fu, Banshan Xialing Xunlong Jue, people light candles, ghosts blow out the lights, and feng shui digs to find the star peak. "

Hu Bayi continued with a serious face: "Mercury spots, Mingqi, countless dragon towers and treasure halls, buried coffins, bronze coffins, don't approach if you are not strong."

Just when Hu Bayi said the last word, the strange sound came from the air again.

"Cack! "

Huo Jilin's ears moved slightly: "Vertical burial pits, box graves, moving mountains and removing hills to go around, red-clothed evil, smiling corpses, it is better to hear ghosts crying than to hear ghosts laughing. "

Hua Han listened to these tomb-robbing terms with a bewildered look on his face. It was not until he heard Huo Jilin's last sentence that Hua Han understood a little: "Does it mean that it is better to hear ghosts crying than to hear ghosts laughing?"

Everyone scanned the surroundings again and found nothing unusual. Even the candle placed in the southeast corner was still burning.

Wang Kaixuan answered Hua Han's questions and doubts; "That's right, don't you think about it? If you go out and fight with someone who is obviously someone you can't beat, can you laugh?"

Hua Han thought about it and felt that Wang Kaixuan's words made sense, and it was rare to praise him; "Good, easy to understand. "

At this time, Huo Jilin heard a sound that no one else could hear.

"Hiss--"

It was the sound of a snake spitting out its tongue.

Huo Jilin scanned the surroundings, but did not find any trace of the snake.

But Huo Jilin was 100% sure that such a sound could never be made by the one-meter-long snake that he saw when he first came in.

Just then! A gust of wind whistled past, startling everyone present.

Hu Bayi was highly focused: "This is not right! Everyone be careful!"

Seeing that everyone was on guard, Hua Han was puzzled for a moment, and quickly lowered his voice and asked: "What's wrong with you? What are you doing!"

Huo Jilin did not even blink, and replied: "The tomb is a closed environment, even the oxygen is so thin, there is no way there is wind."

As he spoke, a huge golden object hit the ground heavily.

"Bang! "

For a moment, dust filled the room.

When the dust cleared, everyone could see what was in front of them.

It was a huge golden snake.

After a quick look, they knew that the snake was at least more than a hundred meters long, and there was a golden comb as big as a human head on its head.

Seeing this huge creature, everyone's eyes widened and they stepped back.