Chapter 24: Get out of trouble

As soon as I recalled a little, I remembered who Jie Lianhuan was. Speaking of which, the Jie family has a bit of a relationship with our Wu family. It may be related to the relationship between cousin's cousin. As the saying goes, one person has three thousand miles apart. In my generation, I am not very familiar with them. However, they are also a family of a long history. Jie Lianhuan seems to be a second-generation ancestor who is closer to Uncle San. I have seen it at most a few times. However, when my grandfather blamed Uncle San, he often mentioned the affairs of the Jie family, and said that because of Uncle San, our Wu family has never been able to raise his head in front of the Jie family in this life. Unfortunately, the child of Harry Lianhuan has something to do with you!

Thinking about it now, it turns out that Jie Lianhuan died like this. No wonder my old man didn't let me hang out with Uncle San. It turned out that Uncle San had a criminal record before.

The fat man pushed me from behind, and I couldn't think about it anymore. I gritted my teeth and moved forward a few steps. A dark hole appeared on the top of the brick. The fat man shouted happily. His deadline had actually come, and the front and back were rubbed with blood red and red by Qinggangshi, as if he had just taken a hammam. I was not much better than him, and my feet were a little weak. But now I was not in a hurry. At this moment, the oil bottle first looked up, got in, kicked the two walls of the hole, and was sure that it was strong enough, so I pulled me in. The fat man was a little trouble. I couldn't pull him alone, so I saw him ruthlessly, shouting and urging upwards, and a large piece of the skin on his back was worn off before he got out.

After we stood firm, we looked down. We couldn't help but be afraid that there was only a narrow gap between the two walls. I didn't dare to think about what it would be like if I hadn't escaped yet. This time it was a road that would be endless. A few minutes later, even if we found a hole, we couldn't climb in.

I looked up again and saw that the hole was hit vertically and was about one person higher than one person. I immediately changed the angle and tilted to the east. It was probably connected to the hole above. My feet were straight and weak and I couldn't hold on for much time. I urged the oil bottle to go up quickly. The three of them climbed to the tilted section and couldn't bear the effort. I leaned against the wall of the hole and gasped.

At this time, the sound of the stone wall being completely closed came from below. I breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed my legs, knocked on the tight calf muscles, and tried my best to relax. I was so nervous just now, but now I felt a little confused when I relaxed, and I yawned. The fat man leaned on it like a dead face, and his body was covered in broken skin. He said while panting: "This time I have a memory. I have to lose a few pounds after I go back, otherwise I will write the word "wang upside down."

I heard from them that the brick hole is very good. It seems that this series of brick holes is not an ordinary person. I took a photo upward look and saw that the entire hole is zip-up. In architecture, this way of playing is like this. Even if a small-scale collapse occurs, it will not be a big danger. If a straight well is brought up, the bricks on it collapse completely, and the ending is no different from being driven by a pile driver.

The fat man took a break for a while and asked Man Youping: "I said, "Brother, what's going on? Why is it better to walk this path twenty years ago? I almost got caught to death this time. Have you led the wrong way?"

Mon Oil Bottle was resting his mind behind closed doors and thought for a while and said, "This is unlikely, unless the mark indicating the life gate in the stone tablet has been adjusted, you see that the situation was so sinister just now, we probably entered the death gate."

The fat man wondered and asked, "Can it be that woman who found out that we were not dead and came to plot against us again?"

I shook my head. If you want to say she is vicious, I admit it. But I don’t think that her ability to change the ancient tomb mechanism hundreds of years ago is really outrageous. But there is no fifth person here. I thought about it and couldn’t help but wonder, was it the third uncle? (After the previous plot was revised, the third uncle disappeared in this ancient tomb.)

Menyouping saw my worries, patted me, and said, "Actually, I have an assumption about this matter. If you are so concerned, you might as well listen to me for analysis."

He was a participant in this matter, and it can be said that he had experienced the most important part in his own experience. He could provide me with some advice. Of course I would not refuse, so I nodded and asked him to continue. Men Youping said: "Suppose first, twenty years ago, Uncle San and Xie Lianhuan knew each other and even had a very good relationship, but they did not show it. When we first searched, Jie Lianhuan might have discovered the existence of the underwater cemetery, but he did not tell anyone, but only told Wu Sansheng."

Both of them were from back-to-back battles, so they naturally would not miss this opportunity at this time. So they took advantage of the inattention of others and found a time to sneak into the ancient tomb. Both of them were masters, which should not be difficult at all. However, after they entered the ancient tomb, something unexpected happened, which caused the third uncle to have the intention to kill Jie Lianhuan and wanted to design and kill Jie Lianhuan.

We cannot know the specific process, but we can confirm that Jie Lianhuan was at the end of his way, leaving a blood book on the brick top of the walkway, but suddenly found that the brick top was hollow, and he must have some tools with him, so he quickly made a hole and saved his life.

I nodded, and after analyzing it, it was perfect, he continued.

After Xie Lianhuan escaped, he wanted to use this thief hole to escape. With his own experience, he finally escaped from the ancient tomb after several failures. Of course, he immediately wanted to settle the score with Wu Sansheng. Unexpectedly, after meeting Wu Sansheng, he was killed by him. His body was disguised as if he was stuck in a coral reef and died unexpectedly.

I felt a little uncomfortable when I heard him analyze this, but I couldn't find a reason to refute him. And he also said it was a hypothesis. I decided to keep listening.

Afterwards, Wu Sansheng brought us all into the undersea tomb for a certain purpose, or really to avoid the storm, and then pretended to sleep by himself. At this time, I discovered the secret of porcelain and brought everyone under the pool. This may have been something he had not expected. He had no choice but to pretend to be possessed by a female ghost, and led us into the room where the model was placed, and then in the passage behind the mirror, we were all fascinated.

After we were unconscious, he should have done something to us. I can't judge whether I came out after that. But I am sure that others should have lost their memory like me. In the past twenty years, even if I see each other, I will only feel familiar.

When I heard this, I asked him back, "Why didn't Uncle San kill you at that time? Isn't this a waste?"

Menyouping said, "I can't figure it out either, but maybe he thought there was no need to kill us at that time, because after all, we didn't know anything."

His assumption almost imagines Uncle San as a big devil who has been deliberately and premeditated. I really can't accept it. In my impression, Uncle San is definitely not like this.

When the fat man heard this, he seemed to have some enlightenment and said to me: "Xiao Wu, I remember something, which may explain this matter, but I said, don't laugh at me."

When I heard this, I was really a brainwash. The fat man was so stubborn that he might think of something I could not have thought of. He hurriedly told him to say it quickly. He pretended to be mysterious and said softly: "I think, this matter is actually very simple. After your third uncle arrived in this place, you might encounter something... unclean things, and you were caught. Didn't your third uncle just say that your third uncle learned to comb your hair? You think, isn't he reminding you to find a way to the heavenly gate? Who knows this best? That's the old ghost in this tomb. I think, your third uncle must have controlled the wronged soul of the tomb owner. If you find your third uncle, you pour it on a pot of blood and force the ghost out, it's fine."

I saw what he said became more and more lingering, and said, "Your explanation is all about Stories from a Chinese Studio. My third uncle and I have lived for more than 20 years. I have never felt like a woman. You don't count it."

The fat man said, "I didn't say that this ghost must be a woman. This lunatic is still distributed when it is attacked and not attacked. Maybe it's normal for your third uncle to be in front of him, and he is applying rouge to embroider the back of the person." The fat man said, and then knocked on an orchid finger. I looked funny and said, "You think it's Dongfang Bubai, and you still have embroidery. You can't make sense."

Menyouping listened to the fat man's words and said, "No, he said this, I think it's possible. In the ancient tomb, this kind of thing did happen."

When the fat man saw that someone agreed with his opinion, he immediately became awesome and said, "Look, I, fat man, will never make a fool of himself. I guess, this has something to do with the tomb at the bottom of the sea. Feng Shui, Feng Shui, the so-called wind sounds and water stops when it encounters water. Do you know why the water ghost is looking for a substitute? Because his soul cannot get out, this ancient tomb is built in water. Although Feng Shui is good, it is very unfavorable to the owner of the tomb."

I couldn't help but believe it when I heard what he said, "Or, let's remember first. If we can really find my third uncle, I will make a shining Buddha seal and put it on my forehead to see if it works."

We each brought up some ideas. At this time, we all recovered. The fat man looked at the watch and said, "Let's not hold a congress here. If we really starve to death here, our souls will definitely not be able to get out. By then, we can't even throw the fetus, and then we will lose a lot."

When the fat man said this, he scratched his back and asked me again: "Xiao Wu, do you think that after entering this ancient tomb, I don't know when it started to start, and my body was itchy?"
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