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Chapter 88 When the Second Brother Meets the Monk

The second brother's reaction was very violent, but it was only for a moment. After a while, he returned to normal and said to me calmly: I understand.

Apart from anything else, I had to accept the second brother's energy-raising skills alone. It was obvious that his first reaction was to panic when Bai Jin asked me to pass these two sentences to him. Now I

But I’m thinking, what do these two sentences mean?

Everything is fake, everything is fake? What exactly is it referring to? And seeing that my second brother’s reaction was so violent, these two sentences should be of great importance? But I can’t figure it out at all.

, taking advantage of the old saying that it is not chaotic, and the more damn rational it becomes, the more chaotic it becomes, so I simply don’t think about it. I am hesitating whether to tell my second brother Bai Jin that I saw Zhang Kaixuan trying to bury himself on the second floor.

But he turned around and went to find my elder brother and the others. I thought it would be fine to keep this secret for myself to figure out, but we should also keep something in our hearts that is not open to outsiders, right?

When the two of us went back, the three of them were discussing the structure of the entire tomb, and the eldest brother also drew a sketch on the ground. It was so elusive that when I joined in, I could clearly see what the eldest brother had drawn on the ground.

After ten steps, there is the main hall. There are several sarcophagi inside, including a larger sarcophagus BOSS. According to my second brother, there is the Taoist priest who showed us the way. Inside the several sarcophagi are the Yin soldiers who are used as younger brothers.

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The side hall up from the main hall is very empty. There is an altar in the middle, and on the altar is an iron coffin. My elder brother put a few question marks on the coffin, plus an exclamation mark, which means that this is very difficult. After looking at it, I accepted

I took the chalk in my elder brother's hand and drew a circle around the side hall, and then divided it into small rooms.

Brother asked me what this means?

I replied: When I chased that Bai Jin just now, I entered the small rooms around here one by one. They were built like inns, and they were full of Yin soldiers. By the way, there was a monk in one of the sarcophagi, mummified

The monk is not very good at fighting, but he is very good at chanting sutras. He was the one who recited the Yin soldiers just now.

The second brother frowned and asked: Monk?

I was surprised when I heard it. Could it be that the monk was also an acquaintance with the second brother? I quickly asked: What? Do you know this guy too?

He shook his head and said: I don't know, but don't you feel that since this tomb is named Da Leiyin Temple, it must be related to Buddhism? It is the most appropriate and most inappropriate for this monk to appear here.

The four of us gave him a tacit understanding, "You don't know whether this tomb has anything to do with Buddhism? Why are you using it to ask us? It's like a billionaire discussing ways to make money with a beggar. It's just a joke."

The second brother was not upset at being abandoned by us as a group, but he still said: "Wait and see the mummified monk."

At this time, the eldest brother snatched the chalk tip from my hand and asked us: Where should I draw my gold ingot?

The eldest brother’s gold ingot was mentioned in the previous article. It is his personal hobby. He believes that fighting upside down is to touch gold, and gold is gold ingot. Most of the funerary objects are in coffins, so he usually draws pictures of the coffins in ancient tombs.

Sometimes gold ingots are used instead.

But where should the gold ingots in this tomb be painted? First of all, outside, this is a large tower-shaped tomb. Originally, this tomb had no theoretical basis for Feng Shui, but in this tower-shaped tomb, there are

Including the Great Leiyin Temple, in a broad sense, if this tower-shaped tomb is a coffin, then the entire Great Leiyin Temple should be regarded as a coffin within the coffin. But from a small perspective, just this one

There are countless coffins in Da Leiyin Temple, and even those small coffins with Yin soldiers in them were all knocked away.

There are two larger ones, one is in the main hall, which contains the second brother's acquaintance, and the other is the iron coffin on the circular altar that contains the corpse of the beautiful woman they expelled.

The actual purpose of our visit to the tomb this time is to find someone. It can also be said that we were led here by someone. But no matter what the purpose is, our behavior is to do it upside down. The most important thing about doing it is to determine the position of the coffin.

, but now we are all in a mess, running around in this Leiyin Temple all the time, but there is no order at all, and we have no idea what we are doing.

Finally, the eldest brother gritted his teeth and painted gold ingots on the coffin of the second brother's acquaintance and the corpse of the beautiful woman in the main hall. Knowing that there were tigers in the mountains, he went to Tiger Mountain. The reason for this was because it was not just a simple matter.

We can give up wealth because we are afraid of danger, but we cannot give up what we are pursuing so hard.

The eldest brother took out the black donkey hoof in his bag and stuffed it into Zhu Kaihua's hand, saying: "When you see the female corpse later, no matter what happens, put one in her mouth first. I say Lao Zhu, don't move then."

What kind of sentiments of pity and pity for jade, that's just a rice dumpling!

At this time, the second brother interjected: The black donkey's hooves may not be useful. They are used to make zombies, but the female corpse did not rise. The key lies in the ghost. What is it? I still think about it. Let's go see the third child first.

The mummified monks mentioned come one by one.

At this time, not only me, but also several of them felt something was different about the second brother. Although this guy was usually boring and not a nonsense person, today he actually asked to see the mummified old monk twice. Plus, he knew

No one knows what.

But one thing is for sure, he will never do anything without a reason. Everyone just criticized him because they were dissatisfied with his way of keeping everything to himself. When it comes to the actual matter, no one will offend him as a cheating device.

, just listen to what he says. Who wants others to know more?

Next we found the mummy, and this time he still showed his teeth and claws at us, but this time there were many of us, and the mummy was very small and had no strength. He was even less powerful than me, who was half as powerful as me.

He had no choice but to squat on the ground and recite sutras. At this time, we already knew that reciting sutras was his skill. When he saw him squatting and reciting sutras, he jumped up and kicked. It was like a melee warrior approaching a long-range mage in an online game. It was basically

Completely cruel.

Just when the mummified monk squatted down to recite sutras again, my second brother quickly reached out and pinched his arm. He lifted the monk up and slammed him to the ground.

But after the mummy hit the ground, blood spattered, and because the second brother used so much force, the head of the mummy exploded, splattering blood all over the floor.

This is not a mummy!! There is blood and * on the body!

The mummified monk was lying on the ground twitching, looking at my second brother in horror, and even made an expression begging for mercy, but the second brother was completely unmoved, picked him up again, and smashed him against the wall, like

Throwing a sandbag.

This time, the monk lay completely motionless on the ground.

The four of us were shocked, not only because of the blood on the mummy, but also because of the cruelty of my second brother, because after the first fall, anyone with poor eyesight could tell that it was not a mummy, but a human being.

A skinny, skinny person.

Maybe he was a living person before, but now he is indeed a dead person.

Is this what is said in the legend that human life is like a piece of grass? (To be continued)


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