I said "tsk" and thought to myself, "You'll be overwhelmed." When did you still use this kind of words to scare me. I had a pause ten years ago, but now I may not even tremble even if I jumped into the coffin.

Having said that, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. It was a while since I opened the coffin. I took a deep breath and walked over, and saw that the inside of the sarcophagus was in a strange state. In the coffin, there were either rotten cotton wool or a pool of black water, and there were many fungal hyphae. But inside the sarcophagus, it was like a parasitic reef of barnacles, covered with dense barnacles like corns. The body was lying on these barnacles, lying on the side, and the exposed bones were all barnacles, so I couldn't see clearly what the corpse was originally.

I carefully identified that this was a bone without rotten clean, with a mummy head, a bone in the lower part of my body, and a barnacle that was very full, even in the mouth of the corpse. I shone the flashlight in his mouth, and I saw that it was full in my throat, and immediately felt my throat hurt.

The fat man knocked the corpse with a crowbar and found that the barnacles in many places had formed a corpse. The most bizarre place was the ears of the corpse.

The side of the corpse facing us actually had seven ears. The seven ears were arranged in a particularly strange way, extending to the neck and the back of the head. At first I thought it was some kind of strange mushroom. The fat man used a crowbar to pry the head of the corpse and looked at the other side, but it was normal.

Seven ears were facing the large "sound collector" outside the coffin, and thunder kept thundering outside. The thunder sounded underground, and it seemed like countless people were talking around us. The fat man swallowed his saliva and looked at me, not describing what he wanted to say.

This is really weird, no wonder the fat man said this is a monster.

I lowered my head and found that each ear had ear holes. When I put the flashlight close, I saw that these ear holes were manually shot, hitting the ear bones, jawbone, and skull. It turned out that the ears were cut with a knife.

This person is not a deformity, and his seven ears seem to be a special tattoo-like decoration.

In the Central Plains, such wild and ancient worship customs are rare, which greatly reflects the worship of voice by this ethnic group.

The clothes of the corpse were all rotten, but they were indeed a burial style in the Central Plains. The fat man used a crowbar to knock on the bottom of the coffin to see if there were any burial objects underneath. The barnacle was broken and the coffin was worn underneath, and the bottom was empty.

It is not uncommon for the underside of the coffin to be empty. When the fat man gets excited, he will find something wrong with a flashlight. Generally, the space under the coffin is used to hide gold. The night pearls are often slap deep, and there are buckets containing pearls or gold particles inside. However, when the space under the coffin is shining, it cannot be seen from the bottom of the space under the coffin.

"Damn it, it's the well." The fat man said. He continued to process with a crowbar and quickly poked the bottom of the coffin. We found that there was a rectangular deep well under the coffin. A stone pillar was stabbed from the bottom of the deep well, and the body was held in the air, and the surroundings were empty.

Moreover, there seemed to be something hanging on the four walls in the deep well.

I don't know if the stone pillars holding the corpse are solid, so we dare not step on the corpse. I grabbed the fat man's belt on the side. The fat man stepped on the edge of the coffin and put his head into the gap between the coffin and the corpse like a push-up. He held the flashlight in one hand and then looked down. He gasped, trembling all over and said, "It's all bronze pieces, big and small like scales." He handed over the flashlight, took his phone down and took a photo.

I pulled him up. The photos I took on my phone were amazing. I saw countless bronze scales hanging neatly on the well wall below, many of which fell off at the bottom of the well, and some places were damaged and exposed to the stone wall.

All the bronze scales have almost corroded into a whole piece, and thousands of layers of rust bloom everywhere.

"It's time to test your nonsense ability for many years. You're naive. If you don't speculate on something today, I will definitely have insomnia, your fat man."

I lay on the edge of the coffin and tried to protrude to the position of the corpse to listen to the thunder. At this time, the sound was completely different. The thunder from above came down to my ears and mixed with the echoes in the underground well. The whisper that I couldn't understand became clear, as if someone was talking.

Although I still can't hear clearly, my speaking state was very realistic, and I was sweating profusely. I realized that this thing might be a thunder translation device. As long as I use this clock and the deep well below, I can translate the thunder into a sound that people can understand.

This is fucking nonsense, but it feels awesome.

I took the fat man's crowbar and tried to knock off all the barnacles on the body and the inner wall of the coffin. Without these things, the sound became clearer and even resonated throughout the tomb. I actually felt that this was not thunder, but this mountain was talking to me through the resonance of the thunder.

And it seemed to be the voice of human voice, and it became clearer. When I listened carefully, the fat man asked: "Maybe Lei here is speaking Fujian dialect, I'll listen."

I moved aside and he listened carefully. Suddenly a thunder sounded outside, and the thunder echoed in the tomb. This time I even heard it clearly.

Wu~Ye~Wu~Ye~Wu~Ye~Wu~Ye~

The voice sounded like "Wu Xie".

The fat man looked at me, and he pulled me and ran away. Why did I scream? The fat man said, "You stupid, you must be haunted, run away!"

The fat man was thinking, how could it be that thunder was calling my name, but if someone in the tomb called me, it would be really haunted. We rushed out of the thief hole and rushed into the rain, and the fat man cursed: "I said we can't come by ourselves. Look, you have a problem with you! I don't even have a hoof!!"

We rolled and crawled out, and rushed into the wild forest in the dark. Before we could rush a few steps, under lightning, we saw a man in a poncho standing in the rain.

A lightning flashed out instantly, and the man arrived in front of us almost a quarter of a second. The fat man and I were so scared that we shouted: "Uncle Yang!!!"

The two of them couldn't stop at the car and rushed over with their heads. The man grabbed the collar at the same time, pulled it back and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!