Chapter 927 The Colorful Coffin (50)

"Brother Ninth!" Lang Gao shouted from the side and ran towards me.

"Don't come over!" I shouted suddenly, raised my hand and smashed it into my head, trying to use the pain to make my body feel more comfortable.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I touched my head, the "hiss" sound became stronger and stronger, making my whole face twist, and sweat as big as beans dripping down.

When Lang Gao saw this situation, he didn't care about me. He immediately ran over and grabbed my shoulder. Seeing that his posture was trying to pull me up, what disappointed him was that I was extremely heavy and could not pull it at all.

"Brother Jiu, what's going on!" he said anxiously.

I tried hard to shake my head and said, "I don't know." One hand was inserted on the ground and the other hand wanted to touch the hoe. My intuition told me that there should be something wrong with the hoe.

"Brother Jiu, do you want to get a hoe?" When Lang Gao saw this, he immediately walked towards the hoe, picked up the hoe and handed it to me. What puzzled me was that the hoe seemed extremely light in his hands.

Made, it's really weird. The hoe was weighing thousands of pounds in my hands before, but why did it work like this in his hands?

I suddenly remembered one thing, that is, Lang Gao's origin. I heard from Lao Wang that Lang Gao seemed to be a good person, and the entire family was born as a soldier. To put it bluntly, they have a royal aura. Is this the reason?

Then, every time Lang Gao dug a hoe, the heaviness on my body would be reduced a little. After digging about thirty hoes, my whole body had become like a normal person. Without any hesitation, I immediately stood up and looked at the tomb.

According to the woman, the land was sold for one million yuan at the beginning, which means that the person who bought the land should be a rich man. The coffin made by the rich man is definitely better than that of ordinary coffins, and its corrosion resistance is stronger.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that all this was true.

This made me feel relieved. I guessed that Lang Gao definitely had a royal aura, just as the old scholar said at that time. He said that most people working in government agencies have more or less royal aura. This royal aura has a suppressive effect on some yin and turbid qi.

He was stunned and said, "Didn't that woman say there is no coffin in it?"

Next to the corpse is a pile of completely decayed coffin wood, with many white maggots squirming on it, and occasionally a few spiders weave mesh on the edge.

I nodded and wanted to say a few more words, but the heavy feeling in my body became heavier and I had no strength to speak, so I stared at the hoe in his hand with my eyes.

The Lang Gao was slightly stunned, but he didn't stop. He raised his hoe and dug it down.

After a while, I looked into the tomb again, and my doubts were even more serious. Generally speaking, the wood used in the coffin is relatively special, and its toughness is stronger than that of a human body. Generally, the corpse is completely rotten, and the coffin is only slightly rotten.

He asked me why, and I told him, "I should have dug up the coffin."

As the hoe in his hand dug down, my body suddenly became a few lighter, especially the "hissing" sound, which seemed to have become much weaker at this moment.

"There must be a weird thing in this tomb. You have been the director of a police station before, and your family background makes you feel a royal aura that is higher than that of ordinary people. I want to use the royal aura that is in your body." I told him the truth.

I saw a corpse lying in the tomb. It should be said that it was a person, because the corpse was like a living person, with an extremely rosy face, as if it was applied with foundation, and the eyes of the deceased were as wide as cow's eyes, wearing a black shroud, with his hands crossed on his chest.

I saw that the tomb had been dug seven or eight centimeters deep, and some white maggots could be vaguely seen wiggling. As for the soil in the tomb, it was still the same as before, red.

At this moment, I said to Lang Gao, "Brother, dig it later!"

Mad, what's going on?

The first feeling when you start is soft, and the second feeling is sticky.

"I'll dig?" He pointed at himself.

Fortunately, my suppression was quite good, and I was not smothered by the rotten smell. Lang Gao started vomiting from the side. Even those people three meters away began to cough. Judging from this posture, they probably would vomit.

When I discovered this situation, I stepped towards that position, mainly to find out the reality of the place. After all, in the words of the woman, the coffin here has disappeared, and now we have dug a few centimeters deep, and we should be almost at the place where the coffin is placed.

I did not answer his question, but asked him to put down the hoe in his hand. I was afraid that the previous situation would happen again. I grabbed Lang Gao's arm with one hand, which was also considered as borrowing some royal aura from him, and poking towards the soil in the tomb with the other hand.

As he stepped down, the place suddenly sank, and then the soil on the side surged into it.

After saying that, I picked up the hoe, first looked towards the collapsed place, used the hoe to remove the soil on the edge, and probably made a hole as big as a foot basin. The light in the tomb suddenly lit up. When Dingqing saw it, my scalp numb, and my feet couldn't help but retreated to the back, muttering constantly: "Impossible, impossible, impossible, this wouldn't be true, it must be that I was confused."

He wiped the filth from the corner of his mouth and asked me, "Why?"

This scene scared me so much that I quickly retracted my feet. When Ding Qing looked at it, she found that a hole as big as a basin collapsed in the middle of the tomb. An extremely strong smell of rotten smell came from the hole. Strangely, the smell was not like the smell of rotten corpses, but a bit like the smell of a coffin eroded by water. It made people smell it and couldn't help vomiting.

You should know that the bodies of insects like maggots are the bodies of dead people the most. It can even be said that the bodies of dead people are paradise for maggots.

Thinking of this, I immediately said to Lang Gao, "Brother, dig the tomb!"

"No, just don't let my arms go!"

Made, if he had known this, he would have asked Lang Gao to dig the tomb.

"Okay!" He blurted out, grabbed my arm, and said, "Brother Jiu, what else do you need me to do?"

"Brother!" I called Lang Gao and said, "Remember, don't let go of my arm."

What really scared me was that the deceased was lying in the tomb, and the maggots and spiders seemed to be very afraid of the deceased. Every time they were close to the deceased, they immediately turned their heads and crawled towards the other side. It was really weird.

As a result, I became more and more confused. The coffin was completely decayed, but the corpse was like a living person. This simply subverted common sense.

At that moment, I took a deep breath, turned my head and asked the woman, "How long has this man been buried?"

"What a year looks like!" she said.

As soon as I heard this, my limbs began to tremble. One year, it was only one year. In a year, the coffin became rotten like this. It was impossible, impossible, it was absolutely impossible.
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