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Chapter Eighty-Three

After listening to my reasoning, they all looked at me quietly. I was stunned and said: What's wrong? What I said is wrong?

The eldest brother stretched out his thumb at me and said: I will be impressed by the recognition of Sanri. Which bird man said this? He is really right. Our mistress with half the combat power is getting stronger and stronger now.

After he said this, his face became serious. The same expression also appeared on the other three people. After thinking about it for a while, I knew the reason for their reaction.

Because of my speculation, things became even weirder. Those who fought back and forth were most afraid of Zongzi, and those who were least afraid were Zongzi, because the ancestors had tried their best to restrain Zongzi.

However, the ancestors did not leave any way to restrain ghosts. In fact, the concept of ghosts has been deliberately avoided. However, those who really do this industry know that what they are trying to avoid is not non-existence, but the existence of ghosts.

It is impossible to understand that tomb robbing is a way of life, rather than in movies and novels where a mahogany sword can kill all the little ghosts in the world and turn them all into ashes in an instant.

The five people, perhaps each with their own thoughts, were just so quiet. In the end, it was the second brother who opened up this depressing calm. He stood up and said: There is nothing to be afraid of. What is coming will come naturally, and there is no way to avoid it.

I thought to myself, don't talk so eloquently that you will die. Are you trying to comfort people or scare people? Whatever is supposed to come will always come, and you act as if you will die. I was wondering, but he was shaking his hands.

Let’s go look at that screen. Only then did I realize that our initial attention was actually on the screen.

What Buddhism seeks is peace, but this place is always gloomy. Perhaps the only thing that makes people feel warm is this screen.

This is a picture of the sea and the sun. In the sky, there is a kind-faced Buddha, who looks the same as the Buddha on the coffin under the second-story Bodhi tree. If the previous one was Sakyamuni, then this one is also him. This Buddha’s

Appearances are a place that warms people's hearts. But being in the sea gives people chills down their spines.

The painting on the screen is not three-dimensional, but the person who painted the painting on the screen is very skilled. You can imagine such a scene from the image.

A sea, the bottom of the sea, is full of corpses in various postures, filling the vast field of vision.

On the sea, there are still a group of struggling people. Their expressions are miserable and full of desire for life.

There were dead people, people about to die, some were children, some were women and children, some were old people, and they were all devastated.

The Buddha has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but he looks coldly at all sentient beings who are about to die! Even the expressions of people struggling to survive, when compared with the Buddha's face, are no longer compassionate, but indifferent.

If a Buddha can still maintain an expression on his face despite the death of so many people, how can he talk about compassion?

What does this screen want to express?

Is it talking about the Buddha's ruthlessness, or is it describing the suffering in the world?

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly realized that I was embarrassed, because except for me, they all had already gone to study the coffins, and I was the only one who was still thinking about the murals. I thought, yes, I don’t care whether it is about Buddha or

Talking about living beings in the world, I am here to find people, not to do archeology. Who am I to worry about? I quickly ran to my elder brother and asked: What did you find?

He shook his head and said: "Xiaosan, to be honest, I don't find any good Feng Shui here. I can't figure out why someone built such a big tomb here. Moreover, there are too many coffins in it, which is not suitable at all."

It is common sense that I have seen husbands and wives buried together in ancient tombs, or even all the wives and concubines buried after one person died. However, those buried with him should be divided into primary and secondary tombs. In other words, in the main tomb, there can only be

A tomb owner and other coffins are all used to control Feng Shui. With a coffin layout like this, the tomb owner is either an idiot or has his own opinions on Feng Shui. But even this doesn't make sense, there are so many coffins in one tomb.

,Did he bury his whole family?

At this time, Zhu Kaihua also grinned and said: This is complete nonsense. The coffin is placed like a mass grave. I said Zhao Laoer, the purpose of your coming here is to find someone. I was hired by Xiao Sanliang.

It doesn't matter if I just drop something in by the way, right?

My second brother thought for a moment, pointed at the obviously larger coffin, and said: If you want to open it, open this one.

Zhu Kaihua asked, why?

My second brother said: Those small ones are obviously burial coffins. There is really a treasure, and it must be in this one. You don’t understand this?

Zhu Kaihua was choked by him, and angrily ran over to push the coffin board of the large sarcophagus. After pushing it a few times, he seemed to find it extremely heavy. He waved to Zhang Kaixuan and said: "Lao Zhang, come and help me."

Before Zhang Kaixuan walked over, my second brother pulled out the crowbar and went up to help. Zhu Kaihua had eaten turtles from my second brother many times, but he didn't give him a good look. The two of them used strength to pry the coffin.

As soon as the stone coffin board cracked, the whole coffin began to shake violently! I shouted, "Holy shit!" If there was an emergency, I immediately raised the coffin lid. Zhu Kaihua couldn't push the coffin lid alone.

, what kind of thing is so powerful inside!?

At this time, as if the whole body was being moved, all the sarcophagi in the entire hall began to shake!

Zhu Kaihua was still holding the crowbar in his hand. He felt the vibration and shouted: Damn it, there's an earthquake?!

At this time, the lid of the sarcophagus next to me suddenly flew up and fell to the ground, stirring up a large amount of dust. I called it with a flashlight, and it seemed that it was faster than before. I can only describe the speed in this way.

!

There was a rusty spear inside, and it stabbed towards me like lightning. The one holding the spear was a stone arm covered with something like patina!

Yin soldiers!!!

The shot came so fast, I shouted, don't make a sneak attack! But it was too late to dodge, and the gun tip was about to hit me.

My elder brother dodged, pushed me away, and instantly grabbed the spear with his other hand.

The hand that pushed me away took back and punched the Yin soldier in the chest.

With the first punch, Yin Bing stopped.

The second punch, take a step back.

The third punch, the Yin soldiers retreat again!

The two of them formed a counter-pushing posture. The elder brother gritted his teeth and punched out one after another. Every punch knocked down the Yin soldier, and there was a sound of hitting the wall.

The eighth punch, the Yin soldiers flew out!

The eldest brother holds a spear in one hand, and the other hand is dripping with blood!

I looked at my elder brother standing over there with cold sweat all over my body.

The peerless god of war!

PS, at this time, the elder brother turned around with a silly smile and said to everyone: Please be a distinguished guest... (To be continued)


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