A penetrating sound like fingernails scratching the coffin suddenly sounded.

Stab, sting, sting.

moment.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang were shaken and their eyes moved quickly. Their eyes fell on the bronze coffin hanging in the air. The horror in their subconsciously widened eyes was clear and obvious.

Ding Ze's eyes were very reasonable at this time, and he pretended to fall on the bronze coffin... Of course, he knew that this situation would happen in advance, so he didn't feel too nervous...

However, I can't say that I'm not nervous at all... After all, in this environment, this kind of frightening "stabbing" sound is really enough to arouse the nerves.

‘This damn fat man’s hands are really weak!’

Feeling his heartbeat speeding up instinctively, Ding Ze's eyes moved slightly and he looked at the side of the bronze coffin, thinking this.

The idea just came out.

"F*ck!" The fat man's exclamation suddenly sounded out, as his nerves were slightly thicker and his reaction was half a beat slower. "There are indeed rice dumplings in there!"

At the same time as the screams sounded.

Miso miso miso!

Probably because he was holding a flashlight in his hand and it was inconvenient to open the ancient corpse-suppressing mirror on the side of the bronze coffin, so he put away the flashlight and only turned on the spotlight on his mountaineering helmet. He grabbed the ancient corpse-suppressing mirror with his left hand and moved at an amazing speed.

Quickly, rushed over.

Ding Ze saw it and asked in a deliberately confused tone, "Damn fat man, what are you doing there?"

The distance is not far, and the fat man will be there in an instant.

"I didn't do anything, I just saw that the mirror on the bronze coffin seemed unusual, so I took it off and wanted to study it," the fat man replied while breathing heavily, while waving the corpse suppressor in his hand.

Gu Jing, "Stop talking about this now, hurry up!"

At this time, Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang had recovered from the fright caused by the sound of "stab, tack, tack".

then.

Accompanied by the piercing "stabbing" sound, I clearly heard what the fat man said and saw what the fat man was holding...

Hu Badun became anxious for a moment, and quickly turned off the flashlight in his hand, put it away, and picked up the submachine gun, "Damn fat man, didn't I tell you to stop using your hands? Why did you turn around and touch something again?

Got it!"

Shirley Yang behaved the same way as Hu Bayi. She held a gun in her hand and immediately spoke out, with a clear tone of blame, "Fat man, I'm afraid it's because you took away this mirror and the coffin."

Only the rice dumplings inside will move. Don’t make trouble, just give it back as soon as possible!”

Fatty: "????Miss Yang, what are you talking about? This is just a mirror. How can it make the rice dumplings move? Don't talk nonsense."

Shirley Yang: “…”

Shirley Yang fell silent, as if she didn't know what to say, and as if she had nothing to say.

See the situation.

Sensing the tension between Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang.

Master, at this time, you must say something.

"Wait a minute," Ding Ze said seriously, "There are nine chains wrapped around the bronze coffin. The rice dumplings inside won't be able to come out for a while, so don't worry yet."

"What you should be more concerned about now is..." Ding Ze said, and asked the fat man, "Fat man, how many candles did you light just now?"

Fatty: "Old Ding, what's your weird question? Three digits. It's not like I don't know how to count..."

The fat man answered doubtfully, and at the same time, he followed the light of the flashlight in Ding Ze's hand that was shining toward the southeast corner.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang also moved their gazes.

This look...

Only seen.

The darkness was so dense that it seemed to be piled up in the southeast corner. There were three reds, six blues, and nine rays of fire very clearly...

Among them, three red firelights are relatively strong and are arranged in a herringbone shape in front. The other six blue firelights are relatively weak and can barely dispel a little darkness. They are arranged in groups of three, one above and one below, suspended in the air.

Behind the three red lights.

"Holy shit!! What the hell is going on? How did it turn into nine rays of fire?" The fat man was startled.

Stab, sting!

The scratching sound coming from the bronze coffin has only been a few seconds since it appeared, and it has obviously become much more rapid.

Feeling this rush….

‘There seems to be no such change in the original work. So, is it because the game world wants to release the rice dumplings inside?’

'You have to put the ancient corpse-suppressing mirror back first.'

Ding Ze's thoughts were racing for a while, and then he pretended to wave the wolf-eye flashlight that he was the only one holding at the moment.

The light shook for a while, but unfortunately, the darkness was too dense and the distance was a bit far...

"You can't tell what's there from here."

Ding Ze stated a fact and turned to Fatty.

"Fat man, those six faint blue lights should have come out when you took the mirror in your hand off the coffin."

"They should be dead things, otherwise they would have moved long ago... Show me the mirror, and I will see if it is really weird."

When the fat man heard it, there was no ink stain, so he decisively reached out and handed the mirror over.

Ding Ze took it and casually wiped the dust on it.

Immediately, the fact that this was a bronze mirror appeared.

The front of the bronze mirror is not rusty and looks very smooth. Its function as a mirror still exists.

The bronze mirror is surrounded by a circle of small golden stones... These small stones look very much like gold.

The back of the bronze mirror, after more than two thousand years... oh no, it should be more years, has become rusty. However, overall, it is exactly as described in the original work, with a different kind of decadent beauty.

.

Moreover, if you pay close attention with your eyes wide open, you can barely see that there are some incomplete and strange characters between the patina on the back.

Seeing the characters, Ding Ze spoke out, "Fat man, first of all, the small stones around this bronze mirror are not gold, so you damn, really don't owe me anything."

Fatty: "..."

Before the fat man could say anything, Ding Ze continued, "Secondly, this bronze mirror is indeed a very rare and awesome weird thing. You have to take it with you when you go back."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fatty: “o((⊙﹏⊙))o????”

The fat man was stunned, only for a moment, then he came back to his senses with a 'whoosh', and there was uncontrollable excitement on his face.

"No! What the hell are you talking about, Old Ding, can you stop gasping... Since this thing is so awesome, how can I say I owe it to myself if I get it?"

"Forget it, I'm generous and won't argue with you... You said this thing is very awesome, how can it be so awesome?"

Hearing the words, Ding Ze handed the bronze mirror back to the fat man, "I said you were short-handed because Miss Yang was right. The reason why the rice dumplings in the bronze coffin moved was indeed caused by you!"

"This is an ancient corpse-suppressing mirror. Its function is to suppress the rice dumplings in the coffin."

"You took it off the coffin. Zongzi has lost his restraint. Do you want to come out?"

heard these words.

The fat man was shocked: "╰(*°▽°*)╯ Damn it! How can he still suppress corpses if he is so awesome?"

At this moment, Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang were more or less surprised.

Hu Bayi spoke, "Old Ding, why have I never heard of such a thing? How can a bronze mirror suppress corpses..."

Ding Ze shook his head slightly. He had to pretend when he was presented with an opportunity to show off.

"There are runes on the back of the bronze mirror. These runes can be regarded as a kind of witchcraft. In terms of nature, they are similar to those evil spell runes made by Mr. Xian Wang... I have only heard of this ancient corpse-suppressing spell before

Mirror, I didn’t expect it really exists and can really calm Zongzi.”

Ding Ze rambled for a while, and then, because he couldn't tell more, he changed the topic and said to the fat man.

"Damn fat man, you are responsible for making up for whatever you have caused. Hurry up and hang up the bronze mirror!"

"Otherwise, the rice dumpling inside will really pop out... I will give it to you as a greeting gift!"

Fatty: "???"

The fat man was shocked and frightened.

"Old Ding, don't say such things, we are good brothers, I'm not that courageous...I'll put it back right now..."

Miso miso miso.

The fat man moved very quickly and ran to the side of the bronze coffin in the blink of an eye.

Ding Ze and the others stayed where they were.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang held their guns and pointed the muzzles above the fat man's position. They were ready to shoot immediately to protect the fat man if the rice dumpling suddenly jumped out.
To be continued...