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Chapter 26 Qiu Bu Lao

Fatty Zhang Sun's face was slightly bitter: "Do we still have to go back? Can't we just wait here and wait for Director Ouyang to send someone to look for us?" I lowered my head and said nothing. I was thinking the same thing as him.

The main burial chamber of the deceased is really of little interest.

"Then just wait here." After Hao Wenming said this, he didn't look back and walked directly towards the main tomb. Behind Director Hao, Po Jun habitually walked behind him. He didn't forget to nuzzle at me and Fatty Sun when he left.

, signaling for us to follow.

Fatty Sun and I looked at each other: "Are you leaving?" "What do you think?" After saying that, we both raised our feet almost at the same time and followed Hao Wenming and Po Jun.

After confirming that the incense in the main tomb had completely evaporated, the four of us stood next to the bronze coffin where the corpse was placed.

Hao Wenming first circled the copper coffin several times, and finally stopped at the head of the coffin. He reached out and pulled out a piece of spell paper from the leather holster at his waist. Fatty Sun and I were both stunned. The small leather holster made us both

We all have one thing, that is, no one has taught us how to use it.

I didn't see him lighting a fire, but just swayed it in the air a few times. With a "Whoosh!", the spell paper started to burn on its own. Hao Wenming followed the gap he just pushed out and stuffed the half-burned spell paper in his hand into the copper

In the coffin.

After waiting for another ten minutes, there was nothing unusual about the bronze coffin. After Hao Wenming glanced at me, he turned to Po Jun and Fatty Sun and said, "It's okay. You two continue to push the lid of the copper coffin away."

Maybe I was tricked by the fragrance that took away my soul just now, and I was afraid that it would leave some shadow in my heart. Hao Wenming actually let me go, what is this? A blessing in disguise?

The lid of the copper coffin was pushed wider and wider, and slowly, the body inside was exposed. I poked my head into the copper coffin, it was impossible! How could this happen?!

I opened my eyes wide, but I still couldn't believe what I was seeing. A corpse wrapped tightly in linen was revealed, exactly the same as the corpse I saw just now after being poisoned by the soul-walking incense.

Fatty Sun frowned as he looked at Zeng, the 'big rice dumpling': "Is this really the Baijie King? Why does it look like a mummy?"

This sentence sounds familiar to me. In my hallucination just now, Fatty Sun said this sentence. Am I... being tricked again?

Hao Wenming pointed to the linen on the body and said, "This is..."

"It's Shengma" I couldn't help blurting out.

"Huh?" Hao Wenming didn't expect that I would know about Sheng Ma. He was stunned for a moment and asked me casually: "I didn't tell you, how did you know?"

I smiled bitterly: "If I said that King Baijie told me in a dream, would you believe me?"

"Why didn't you say it was a dream entrusted to you by the Jade Emperor? You saw it in the reference room, right? Lazi, you can't tell, you're quite diligent." The one who spoke was Po Jun. As he spoke, he took out something

With a stick, if Director Hao just says a word, he will pick away the hemp on the corpse.

Why are Po Jun's movements so familiar? Does it seem like it could trigger something? My mind was a little confused, and I couldn't tell whether what I saw in front of me was reality or if I had fallen into the trap of Hunxiang again.

At this time, Po Jun had already received Hao Wenming's instructions, used a swing stick to open up the hemp, and exposed the corpse in front of our eyes. It was still the same corpse as the one I saw in the illusion. It was clearly the same corpse.

What happened after that? I suddenly shuddered and remembered, there was a little ** - the barbecue time seemed to be coming.

"Stay back, the corpse is going to be on fire!" I shouted, and by the time the words came out of my mouth, I had already taken seven or eight steps back.

I yelled a little too hastily, but Fatty Sun didn't hear clearly: "Lazi, please slow down, what's on fire?.... Damn, it's really on fire! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Huh? It's a little different from what was in the fantasy just now. The time when the corpse caught fire seemed to be one or two minutes earlier.

I have seen the same fire scene twice. First, flames appeared in the eyes, ears, mouth and nose. After the flames burned the body, it turned into black and white flames.

Fatty Sun was a little shocked: "What kind of will-o'-the-wisp is this? It doesn't even have a color when it burns."

Before Po Jun could speak, I first said the scientific name of the Yinshihuo: "It's the nameless karma fire..."

"You know all about the nameless fire?" The expression on Po Jun's face was astonishing: "Did you destroy the data room?" Hao Wenming glanced at me, said nothing, and met me in the illusion.

When he arrived, he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of Wuming Yehuo.

A few minutes later, he watched as the body in the bronze coffin was burned into nothingness.

"Lazi, come here." Hao Wenming finally couldn't help it anymore and called me over with a sullen face: "It was Shengma just now, and now it's Wuming Yehuo. Don't tell me you saw it in the reference room. I didn't say that.

, even Ouyang Zuanzuo, who is in charge of the data room, may not be able to find the information introducing Shengma and Wuming Yehuo."

I sighed helplessly, looked at Director Hao, who had a bruised face, and said, "Hao Tou, let me ask a question first. Are there any side effects of the soul-walking incense? For example, in a fantasy world, you can see what is happening in reality.

sights, and things like that.”

Hao Wenming's eyebrows twitched a few times: "What exactly do you want to say?"

I hesitated for a moment, then recounted the illusion just now, until the nameless karma fire burned the corpse in the bronze coffin.

Hao Wenming's eyebrows were twitching more and more frequently. His face was as sinking as water and his eyebrows were trembling into a ball, which made him look a little funny.

But in this environment, I really couldn't laugh. Hao Wenming waited until I finished speaking, and kept looking at me, as if he could read some answer from my face. He made me feel extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, Director Hao said: "Tell me, what happened next?"

After that, I tried to recall it. It seemed to be related to Fatty Sun. What was it? Thinking of Fatty Sun, I glanced in his direction. The fat guy was leaning on the copper coffin, with one foot stepping on it.

I put the soul nail on it, half stepping on it and half playing with it, and I was having a great time.

"Great Sage, don't lean on the coffin!" Come to think of it, it was Sun Desheng who was in trouble.

I shouted a little too hastily, but Fatty Sun didn't hear clearly. He said to me with a confused look on his face: "Lazi, what are you talking about? I didn't listen..." The moment the words were about to come out, Fatty Sun stepped on the soul-fixing nail.

His feet slipped, his body tilted to one side, and he fell headlong into the bronze coffin where the corpse was placed.

What was supposed to happen happened. Fatty Sun didn't know what mechanism he had touched. With a "crack" sound, the base of the copper coffin cracked, and Fatty Sun fell into the dark room hidden in the copper coffin. The way he fell into the dark room was similar to what I saw in the illusion.

Arrived, almost identical.

Po Jun was also standing next to the copper coffin. When Fatty Sun fell into the coffin, it was too sudden and dramatic. Po Jun did not react for a moment, but when he did, Fatty Sun was already in the darkroom. "Great Sage, how are you? Are you okay?

?" Po Jun lifted the lid of the coffin and shouted inside.

"It's not dead! It seems that someone was crushed. Come down and take a look!" Fatty Sun shouted upwards.

Huh? It's different from the illusion. The darkroom is different from what I saw before. There is an empty space in the middle, ten more passages around it, and a person lying on the ground. When we entered, Fatty Sun had already stood up from the ground.

Beside him, a person was lying face down on the ground. The unlucky guy was covered in dirt, and the original color of his clothes could no longer be seen. There was a long bag slung across his back. However, it could be seen from the style of the clothes that

This man is definitely a modern man.

"I'm not telling you, don't be stunned, turn the person over quickly and see if he can be saved," Hao Wenming commanded on the spot.

Po Jun turned the man over with one hand. Without looking carefully, he recognized him as an acquaintance at a glance. In a hurry, he called out his name: "Qiu Bulao? Hao Tou, come and take a look.

It’s Director Qiu!”

"It's really him." Hao Wenming broke his head and couldn't imagine how Qiu Bulao appeared here. After pinching the person a few times, Director Qiu woke up leisurely and looked at Hao Wenming standing in front of him. Director Qiu was no more surprised than Director Hao.

How much difference.

"Why are you down here?" Qiu Bulao's first words after waking up were directed at Hao Wenming.

Director Hao opened his eyes and told lies. "It's been almost all night, and I haven't been able to contact you. Ouyang was afraid of something happening, so he sent the elites from our room down to look for you. I didn't tell you, why are you alone? Your subordinates

Where are the investigators?"

"Don't mention it, you are so unlucky..." Qiu Bulao said to Hao Wenming...

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