"It's strange, why does the lantern at the entrance of the temple light up? Someone must have entered before us. This is impossible."

Uncle Ming adjusted his glasses and thought for a long time before speaking.

"Based on Fatty's many years of experience, this temple is not haunted, right? The lanterns are turned off during the day, but at night, female ghosts with red nails light the lanterns to trick the lost scholars.

Go in and stay for the night. That's it. What the fat man is most afraid of is these weird things..." The fat man scared himself.

"Don't talk nonsense!" I glared at the fat man.

However, facing this eerie ancient temple, I also felt weak.

The fourth girl, however, walked towards the ancient temple without any care. He walked very quickly, as if he was impatient.

"Damn, this guy is so brave!"

The fat man looked at the fourth girl in shock.

"Walk."

Grandpa and Uncle Ming looked at each other, and then followed the fourth girl.

Ma Rulong and the others still haven't made any move. They seem to have made up their mind to let us be the pioneers.

I gritted my teeth, led Fatty and the others, and followed closely.

"Dingdang, be careful later! Remember what I just said, you may encounter a lot of dangers and many people will die, but you must save your life."

Grandpa patted my shoulder and reminded me in a low voice again.

This is the second time my grandfather has said this to me, and now my head is a little messed up.

Does Grandpa know there is something terrible in this temple?

Otherwise, why would he say his last words again and again? This is a taboo in a reverse fight.

The air along the way was very humid, like being at the seaside. After just taking a few breaths, I felt sticky in my throat.

When I walked to the ancient temple, I suddenly smelled a very strange smell. The smell was very familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had smelled it.

"Everyone, please wait a moment and look at the ground."

At this time, Wang Yuanchao squatted down, wiped his hand on the ground and said:

"The steps are so clean, with no rubbish or dust at all. It obviously doesn't look like an ancient temple that has been abandoned for thousands of years..."

"There's something wrong. It seems like it's been cleaned here all the time." I lowered my head and saw that it was exactly what Wang Yuanchao said.

"And there is also a smell of corpse oil, which seems to come from the two lanterns at the entrance of the temple."

Grandpa frowned and said.

We walked over immediately and stopped at the entrance of the temple.

Only then did I realize that the two lanterns were each about the size of a human head, and were wrapped in layers of thin green gauze. The flames inside were burning like will-o'-the-wisps.

"That's right, even if the lamp is lit with corpse oil, the smell cannot be changed." Grandpa walked under the lantern and sniffed for a long time, his expression looking a little weird.

"This is strange. First of all, it is impossible for the two lanterns to be lit all the time. Otherwise, they would burn for thousands of years. Where did so much corpse oil come from? Secondly, you see there is very little dust around, and this ancient temple does not look like it.

It looks like it has been abandoned for a long time. Could it be that there are still people living in it?"

Zhang Sanpao said with a puzzled look.

I told Zhang Sanpao that my scalp went crazy, and everyone's expressions didn't look good at this time.

Are there really people in the temple?

Otherwise, how can we explain what we are seeing now.

"Why don't you let the fat man take down these two lanterns and take a closer look to see if these big lanterns have become spirits? Grandma, there is no such evil thing in the world."

As the fat man said this, he picked up the engineering shovel and tried to hook one of the lanterns down.

"Don't!"

Uncle Ming suddenly stretched out a hand and held down Fatty's arm. Fatty's movements immediately stopped, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.

I took a deep breath. Just this movement actually showed Uncle Ming's strength.

To know whether the inversion skill is superb, the most important thing is to look at the skill of both hands! A long time ago in the world of tomb robbers, coffins with rice dumplings sleeping on them were called: broken-hand coffins. If this kind of coffin is opened,

, the rice dumpling inside is likely to be a fake corpse. In that era without machine gun bombs, a big rice dumpling was enough to massacre a group of dozens of tomb robbers.

In order to get the treasure in the coffin without hurting anyone, the seniors in the tomb robbing world thought about it and finally invented a kind of skill.

That is to open a small hole in the coffin that can only accommodate an arm, and then let a tomb robber pass through the hole to find the treasure.

There is a person standing guard with a machete. If there is any movement in the coffin, he will immediately cut off the arm of the person touching the treasure, sprinkle glutinous rice and black dog blood on the coffin, and then quickly exit the tomb. This is also the reason for the cut-off coffin.

origin.

Therefore, at this time, the requirements for the arms of the person touching the treasure are very high! After reaching into the coffin, the skin of the rice dumpling must not be touched, and the funerary objects must be taken out one by one. You can imagine how difficult it is.

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Like the famous Cao Sizhi, who took out the luminous pearl in the mouth of the rice dumpling only for a moment, and did not touch an inch of the body's skin at all.

There are even more exaggerated claims that poisonous insects, snakes and ants are often kept in some coffins. Experienced old people can sense the situation in the coffin with just their fingers, and then pinch out the treasures in time.

Grandpa once told me that whether a person is a master of tomb robberies can only be determined by looking at his skills.

Obviously, Uncle Ming is not as simple as he seems.

"Don't touch these lanterns, it may trigger the flying crossbow and other mechanisms." Uncle Ming put away his hand calmly.

Suddenly, the sound of "dong dong dong" knocking on wooden fish came from the ancient temple, mixed with waves of women's sneers.

This time, my face turned almost completely green.

The fat man even fell to the ground, shivering for a long time and didn't get up.

Unexpectedly, those strange sounds we heard before came from this temple!

The fourth girl seemed not to be afraid at all. She gently pushed the temple door with her hand, and the door opened with a creak.

I held the Desert Eagle and stared at the temple, but it was completely silent inside, with no movement at all.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the fat man to turn on the emergency lights to see what was going on inside the temple.

But at this moment, a gray shadow suddenly hung upside down from the beam, head down and feet up, like a hanged ghost in the underworld. The plush red face looked at me, and the next moment the red face

He laughed ferociously, and then stretched out his paw towards me.

I felt like my soul was flying away all of a sudden. Fortunately, the fourth girl kicked me backwards and kicked me out of the temple gate.

"Damn it, water monkey, be careful!"
Chapter completed!