Click!

This is the sound of the ancient corpse-suppressing mirror being inserted into the groove on the coffin.

As soon as this voice sounded...

In an instant.

The piercing squeaking sound disappeared as easily as if the shutdown button had been pressed!

"Damn it! It's really a corpse-killing thing," the fat man yelled.

Ding Ze said nothing.

Shirley Yang spoke, "I didn't expect that there would be such a magical thing in ancient times..."

As soon as the words left my mouth.

Bang!

This is the sound of the corpse-suppressing ancient mirror falling to the ground.

The sound is quite crisp and loud, which seems very abrupt in such an environment.

"(⊙o⊙)...Well, Old Ding, the situation is not good. I seemed to have damaged the groove where this bronze mirror is placed just now, and the bronze mirror cannot hang anymore..."

The fat man said this embarrassedly, hurriedly bent down to pick up the bronze mirror, and pressed the bronze mirror into the groove again.

Ding Ze heard this and knew that this would happen, so he smiled and replied directly, "Fat man, you have to bear the consequences for your sins. I think you just stand there and hold on."

Fatty: "???...Old Ding, please stop joking, okay...one of you has tape in your bag, bring it to me quickly, hurry up, stand next to the rice dumplings, I'm so scared."

"Hey, I have... Fatty, just this once, if you dare to be indebted again, I won't care about you anymore."

Ding Ze sighed deliberately and said this, then reached into his backpack to take out the tape, and walked quickly and fearlessly to the fat man's side.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I promise I will never owe you anything again," the fat man nodded repeatedly in agreement, "Then, Old Ding, when we turn around and leave, we will take this thing with us, right?"

Ding Ze: “…..”

Yes, he is indeed a fat man who wants money rather than his life.

Awesome!

Ding Ze smiled and said nothing more.

Swish, swish, swish!

The sound of tape being ripped was heard.

Soon, the ancient corpse-suppressing mirror was tightly wrapped around the bronze coffin.

"Okay, the zongzi thing is fine for the time being. Let's go see what those six flames are about," Ding Ze said, holding the flashlight, he took the lead and walked towards the southeast corner of the tomb.

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[Your ancestor] in the live broadcast room.

A group of spectators said: "????"

"Please, is this the end?"

"Zongzi is now suppressed?"

"The drama of a big battle is just gone?"

"Then what do my joy and expectations count?"

"Are my feelings really that cheap?"

"Sure enough, this world is not worth it!"

"..."

The audience of idiots sighed and made a fuss one after another.

A female spectator expressed her disbelief, "(′?_?`) No... What on earth is going on with you? Why are you looking forward to Zongzi’s appearance so much? Is there something wrong with your brains?"

At this time, the crotch-gazing Comrade appeared: "O(n_n)O~ Haha, the lady upstairs, this time, you are on the first floor, but those sand sculptures above are on the third floor."

The very confused female audience member asked: "What do you mean?"

Crotch-gazing cat: "The specific meaning is not convenient to discuss in such a public place. I will just give you a little hint."

"If you think back to how you felt when you found out your boyfriend was a real man, you should be able to understand what those idiots said above."

Ding.

The very confused female audience member was no longer confused and suddenly understood, "(????)!! Ah, you LSPs!!"

Saw this.

A group of LSP idiot viewers: "Hahahaha!!!"

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Southeast corner of the tomb.

The three candles that the fat man lit were still burning normally.

Fatty, Hu Bayi, and Shirley Yang were waiting with submachine guns in hand.

Ding Ze held the ancient black gold sword in his right hand and a flashlight in his left hand. He stood in front of the three fat men and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't be too nervous. These three candles are still fine, which means the problem is not serious."

After saying that, Ding Ze raised his feet and deliberately moved forward slowly.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The three candles lit by the fat man were about ten meters away from the six blue fires.

The distance is neither long nor short.

The light of the wolf-eye flashlight should normally be able to easily illuminate the location of the blue fire...

But this tomb has obviously been set up by Mr.

There is some kind of impact here.

In short, the power of the wolf smoke flashlight light was greatly weakened in this tomb.

Similarly, the power of Night Eye has also been weakened.

Fortunately, as an original author, this weakening will have little impact on Ding Ze.

Time passes slowly.

Just like the original plot.

Almost five meters away from the six blue fires, the true nature of the faint blue fire was finally illuminated by the light.

I saw that it was a strange face covered with black scales, which was extremely terrifying!

On the monster's face, there was a wide open mouth with no lips, only two rows of sharp teeth on the upper and lower halberds, and a faint blue firelight emerged from it silently.

See this scene.

When it's time to cooperate in the performance, you must cooperate obediently. Ding Ze suddenly stopped.

The three fat men, at this moment, it was even more natural. They all stopped, their eyes widened, and their faces were horrified!!
Chapter completed!