This place is already separated from the main tomb chamber by a wall, and I don’t know if the flying tiger is in the tomb, so I have to be cautious.

The tomb door was half blocked. I climbed up the pile of stones and took a look. The structure was not complicated. It was just an iron door that was much thicker than the side chamber. It opened outwards and was blocked by the fallen stone ruins. It could not be opened at all.

It cannot be opened unless it is cut directly with some modern instruments.

We don't have such conditions, so we can only clean it up step by step.

For such tombs, the top part is the strongest. I took a look and found that it was probably not man-made damage. It may have been a local collapse caused by geological changes or some natural disasters. It is easy to say that the big rocks fell down, but the Nuomi top was not.

It makes us a little worried.

In ancient times, there was no good adhesive, so we could only use glutinous rice. The paste on the tomb roof was very distinctive. Even if it collapsed, it would still be connected in large pieces, forty to fifty centimeters thick, and each piece weighed no less than

It weighed hundreds of kilograms, some even heavier. It was difficult for three or four people to lift a piece together. After a few efforts, blood oozed faintly from the wound on my waist. The outside of the gauze was red and yellow. I could only wave my hand to stop.

With the help of Brother Yaozi, he found a stone and sat down to rest. While chewing the hard dried beef, he drank sips of water.

"There are still quite a few. I've lost so much this time. I haven't made any money at all. I've been working as a coolie for a long time. Even if you work with me to get rid of bricks, why don't you give me a hundred and eighty for working so hard?"

Lao Bai was panting and complaining, sweating like rain all over his body, wiping his armpits with a dirty towel, carelessly squeezing next to Brother Yaozi and me, the sour smell from his body assaulted his nostrils, he

But without realizing it, he snatched the water bottle from me, raised his head and started drinking.

Then, time and space seemed to freeze, and his movements stopped for an instant.

This guy and I were back to back, and I could clearly feel that his body was stretched straight at this moment, and his fat body was trembling like a house bird preening its feathers.

"Why are you shaking!"

Brother Yaozi on the other side said angrily: "I said, Lao Bai, you really need to lose weight. Which Taoist priest in a Taoist temple have you seen who can eat such a fat head and big ears? If we go out, others may think we are

They are all a bunch of liars!"

Lao Bai didn't say anything and kept hitting me with his elbow.

I suddenly remembered that where Lao Bai was sitting, wasn't it the side room facing the left side?

"Damn it, is there really a living concubine?"

I secretly screamed bad.

My father told me about living concubines. He has been a coward all his life, and only in front of me will he talk about strange things with excitement. One time I deliberately interrupted and said that you, the old man, tell me about this tomb and that every day.

But in the end, I had never been to a grave even once in my life. My dad was very angry at the time and asked why he had never been to a grave before? I had even seen a living concubine!

Then, he told a vivid story about his adventures. My first reaction at the time was that he was bragging. I don’t know where I heard about such a thing, but the photo was taken from his fat cock that was constantly tapping the table.

Palm, I have to show a look of fanatical admiration, otherwise I can’t guarantee whether the slap will be hitting the table or my face at the next moment...

The layout of the tomb in front of me is very similar to the Ming Dynasty tomb he mentioned. The tomb’s occupants also have similar urine characteristics. They are both small rebel leaders who rose up in rebellion. I couldn’t help but think of the story my dad told me.

, I mentioned living concubines by the way, but I don’t know if there is such a thing here. I just thought that it was not a big mistake to be careful, so I reminded them a few words. But after being busy, Lao Bai probably also took care of it.

I forgot all about it and sat down, facing the side room. It was God's will that we should have bumped into each other like this.

Lao Bai was shivering more and more, his head drooped, and he kept staring at his toes, as if those smelly boots were inlaid with gold and silver.

Living concubines are weird and extremely sensitive things. The key lies in whether they are handled properly. Failure to do so can lead to death!

I'm not sure what Lao Bai saw. Seeing him shaking non-stop, he shouted: "Don't panic, if it's really a living concubine, it's been cursed. It can't come out, at least not now."

Come on, the more you panic, the faster you will die."

Having said that, Lao Bai was still shaking non-stop, which made me a little confused. After all, he was Lao Jianghu. How could he be so frightened? He licked his dry lips, smacked his lips and asked, "What on earth are you doing?"

What did you see? Was there someone walking around inside? Or... was that person staring at you? Did you look at each other? "

"A pair of eyes..."

Lao Bai spoke with a cry in his voice: "I didn't see clearly what it was exactly, it was just a pair of eyes staring straight at me...

I really didn’t feel scared at all. The moment I was targeted, my head felt as if someone had hit me with a hammer, and then I kept shaking...

Hiss, here it comes, here it comes again!!

It’s definitely looking at me now!!”

What a lot of resentment!

Lao Bai was obviously so traumatized that fear burst out, and even he couldn't control it.

Now that our eyes have met, it's too late.

I no longer hesitated, and raised my head openly to look at the side room. Sure enough, a pair of dull eyes appeared faintly on the hole in the iron door. Except for the stiffness of the sight, they didn't look much different from normal people's eyes.

It was very bright in the darkness, as if they were two lights.

To be honest, I wanted these eyes to look at me, but no!

From beginning to end, the other party kept staring at Lao Bai.

"It's too late, it's too late..."

I shook my head and pushed Lao Bai: "No need to pretend to be an ostrich, it's useless!"

Lao Bai refused to listen, still hanging his head.

Brother Yaozi and the others were careless at first, but gradually felt that something was wrong. Now they saw me standing up, and they all gathered together.

The eyes on the tomb door still haven't receded, as if we were nothing but air.

"What kind of charter is this?"

Brother Yaozi came up and asked in a low voice.

"The other party thought Lao Bai was her man..."

I said solemnly: "Living concubines were not formed by chance, they were purely a man-made disaster...

First, a large living person is concocted, then pressed into the coffin before the victim is fully dead, and nine-inch nails are nailed into the coffin. In this way, the victim cannot go to death, and the soul is trapped in the body. Over time,

, there is a lot of resentment, a collection of resentment ghosts and resentment corpses, which is a very resentful thing.

In order to prevent this thing from escaping, some means are often used on the tomb door to bind it in the tomb chamber.

Living concubines, as you can tell from the name, are concubines prepared for the dead, so they are all made of unmarried girls. Under extreme resentment, unfinished business during life has become its obsession, and it is obsessed with men.

The yang energy is extremely sensitive, and if it smells this smell, it will wake up, and the first person it sees when it opens its eyes will think it is its husband.

This is actually a cruel method of harming people due to the selfishness of the human heart. It is said that they are wives and concubines prepared for the dead. After the corpse is prepared, it does conform to the aesthetics of the Yin people and is of higher quality than the paper dolls. But what about the dead people?

What is the yang energy? Therefore, whenever a living concubine appears in a tomb, I have never heard of a concubine who went to accompany the dead. Most of them were the native masters and archaeologists who went to the tomb and suffered disaster!

However, I have also heard that some magicians will use this method to harm people. They marry a living concubine, and then the living concubine becomes his best helper. This is all about raising ghosts and corpses.

Normal people can't stand this kind of evil behavior, because once a living concubine identifies her husband, she will definitely climb into his bed at night. Who in the normal world can stand this?

The person in front of him was temporarily sealed in the tomb, but he couldn't ignore it. Lao Bai felt that he was captured, and the bad relationship had been forged. When he left here, he was afraid that he would be entangled with this living concubine in his dreams.

Sooner or later, one day Hunhun will come here and release it with his own hands.

At that time, a catastrophe will happen, and if we take action to deal with it, Lao Bai will be the first to fight us, so why not take advantage of the fact that it is still early and end it early!"

"Marry me!"

Brother Yao Zi was afraid that it was not shocking enough. When he heard that it was not a life-threatening situation, he immediately teased Lao Bai: "Look at those little eyes, they are so eager to see. He is better than the chieftain of Heimiao, right? You are lucky to have such a daughter-in-law...

point!"

"You fucking fart!"

Lao Bai jumped up and immediately felt a thorn in his back. He quickly lowered his head, took my hand and asked, "Little Weizi, what should I do now?"

At this time, those eyes moved "Gulu" and glanced at me quickly.
Chapter completed!