After hearing Nie Ling'er's words, Peng Changsheng's mouth moved slightly, and the expression on his face changed a little.

The fat man continued to look at the jade table, while Zuo Shisan, An Rushuang and others had already set their sights on the huge stone table behind the stone table.

The stone platform is very high, nearly three meters long and is at least five meters away. A strong flashlight shines on it. The dark blue stone platform is empty without any patterns or handwriting.

Nie Ling'er walked to the stone platform and tapped it gently with her fingers. The sounds fed back from the stone platform proved that it was empty inside and there should be something.

"Can this be the coffin of King Dian?" Chang Deming asked.

Peng Changsheng shook his head and said:

"It is absolutely impossible. With the tomb style and scale of the Dian Kingdom in the Han Dynasty, this is definitely not the coffin of the Dian King, or perhaps this is just one of the suspected tombs of the Dian King."

"What is suspicious tomb?" asked the fat man.

Shang Yunsu explained to him:

"There are two kinds of the tombs, one of which is a coffin for the tomb robbers. Generally, there is no body of the tomb owner in this tomb chamber, and there are various deadly mechanisms hidden. Generally, tomb robbers will definitely go and go when they come in."

"Even if I have a suspicion, I will open it quietly. Let me see what kind of gift this Dian King could leave us more than two thousand years ago." Nie Ling'er said, making a gesture to Hongwu beside him.

Hongwu understood it, held an iron hammer and smashed it hard in the middle of the stone platform.

The stone platform was not thick and could not resist Hongwu, which was strong enough. After a few hammers, cracks began to appear in the middle of the stone platform.

After seeing the crack appear, Hongwu plucked up his strength and hit the stone hard, and directly smashed a hole in it. A burst of white smoke emerged from it, which was pitch black, and it was impossible to see anything clearly...

Nie Ling'er pointed the strong flashlight at the hole in the stone platform. Zuo Shisan took two steps forward, trying to see clearly what was inside the stone platform, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold hand resting on his shoulder!

That hand is not a living person's hand at all, because it has no temperature and is as cold as ice!

Zuo Shisan could also smell a faint smell of blood.

"Who?!" Zuo Shisan turned his head suddenly and saw that Zhang Rong was standing behind him. At this time, Zhang Rong was looking at Zuo Shisan with a puzzled look on his face.

"Shisan, what's wrong?" Zhang Rong saw Zuo Shisan's face with a little gray hair.

"It seems that someone took a photo of me just now." Zuo Shisan said.

After hearing this, Zhang Rong subconsciously looked behind him, with a look on his face a little scared:

"Thirteen, you... don't scare me. I've been standing behind you, but I haven't seen anyone photographing you."

"Stop pretending, I saw it just now." An Rushuang, who was standing next to Zuo Shisan, suddenly spoke and said to Zhang Rong.

"See? What did you see?" Zhang Rong looked at An Rushuang with a slightly unnatural expression.

An Rushuang said seriously:

"It was you just now, and I put my hand on Thirteen."

Zhao Man and the fat man on the side also came over after hearing the news.

"Senior brother, what's the situation?" asked the fat man.

Zuo Shisan never questioned An Rushuang's words, so he immediately said to Fatty and Zhao Man:

"Be careful, it seems something is wrong with Zhang Rong."

When Zhang Rong heard Zuo Shisan's words, his expression on his face was full of doubts:

"I said Zuo Shisan, I'm alone, why is something wrong??"

"Your hands are too cold." Zuo Thirteen said.

"I...I've said it all, no one put his hands on your shoulder just now." Zhang Rong explained vigorously.

Zuo Shisan smiled coldly after hearing this:

"Shoulder? I never said someone put his hand on my shoulder, how could you know?"

Zhang Rong was stunned for a moment:

"No...No, didn't you just say that someone put his hands on your shoulder?"

"I'm talking about my body, and I've never said where you are." Zuo Thirteen remembered everything he said just now.

"That may be because I heard it wrong. In short, I have never touched you. At this time, don't talk nonsense." The expression on Zhang Rong's face was unpredictable, and it looked particularly weird in the dark tomb.

Zuo Shisan said calmly:

"You are not Zhang Rong at all, unless you can open his mobile phone password."

After hearing this, Zhang Rong was silent for a few seconds and began to raise his head and laugh:

“Hahahahaha…”

The gloomy and hoarse laughter made people feel furious, and everyone's attention in the tomb chamber was attracted by Zhang Rong's strange laughter.

Nie Ling'er and Lao Ye spoke at the same time after seeing Zhang Rong:

"Ghostly wearing skin!"

"What?!" Peng Changsheng asked.

"Stop talking nonsense, do it! Don't leave a backhand, the more you drag it down, the more you will be bad for us!" Nie Ling'er said, taking out a golden copper ring from her carry-on backpack, throwing it into the air, and then rushing towards Zhang Rong quickly.

Li Hong held an iron hammer and followed closely behind.

Lao Ye stood there, took out a silver flute from his waist, put it in his mouth, and blew it gently, and a sound similar to a dragon's roar immediately came from the silver flute.

After hearing the sound of the flute, "Zhang Rong" immediately stopped laughing, hugged his head tightly with both hands, and began to roar.

At this time, Nie Ling'er had already pressed against "Zhang Rong". She opened her arms and hugged "Zhang Rong" hard.

After Nie Ling'er hugged Zhang Rong, the copper ring immediately fell from the air, passed through "Zhang Rong"'s head, and landed on his neck.

"Tian Ding Kuinan, locking the soul and breaking the evil spirits, hurry up and as the law order, pardon!" With Nie Ling'er's mnemonic, a faint yellow light emitted from the copper ring.

At this time, the bound "Zhang Rong" showed a painful expression on his face and began to scream.

Seeing this, Peng Changsheng thought Nie Ling'er was going to kill her students and wanted to rush forward to help.

Seeing this, Zuo Shisan and Fatty quickly stopped him:

"Captain Peng, don't go over, that person is not Zhang Rong!"

"Who is he not Zhang Rong?! He grew up in my family since he was a child, and I recognize him even if he turns into ashes!" Peng Changsheng struggled like crazy when he saw Zhang Rong's painful appearance.

Zuo Shisan was unable to do anything, and finally slashed Peng Changsheng on the back of the head with his hand knife and knocked him out.

"Hongwu, take action!"

When Hongwu heard Nie Ling'er's words, he came behind "Zhang Rong", and hit the back of his head with a hard hammer.

With a muffled sound of "Bang!", "Zhang Rong" immediately lowered his head and stood still...

After seeing this scene, Nie Ling'er did not take it lightly, but pulled out a yellow talisman from her body and stuck it to "Zhang Rong"'s chest. At the same time, she bit her tongue, and her mouth, and her tip of her tongue and spit blood on the talisman paper.

Zuo Shisan was a little surprised after seeing this scene. Nie Ling'er was using their Dragon and Tiger Sect's ghost-exorcism technique.

Could it be that Nie Ling'er's previous identity was also a Taoist priest from the Dragon and Tiger Sect?
Chapter completed!