Tomb robber: No more pretending, I’m from the Zhang family!

Chapter 120 Final Income

After a stalemate for a while, he felt that his hands were getting weaker and weaker. At the same time, the monster squeezed out a little more. Wu Laosan knew that he couldn't waste any more time, so he threw the fire bag at his face, and the fire immediately burst out. up.

At that time, the wine Wu Laosan liked was a kind of green "burning knife". Hangzhou people seem to call it Mung Bean Shao, which is brewed by the countrymen themselves.

But now he no longer drinks this kind of wine. After all, for a person in his 40s, this kind of wine is like a slow poison to him.

The monster was instantly submerged in the flames, white smoke rose from its body, and its skin and flesh began to melt. An extremely unpleasant smell came to the nostrils, making people want to gag.

But what's strange is that the monster didn't make a scream, or even make any movement, just letting the flames swallow it.

The fire burned for about six or seven minutes, and most of the alcohol was gone. At the same time, he found that the upward force from below also gradually disappeared. As the fire became smaller and smaller, the charred black skeleton of the monster was finally exposed. , until then, Wu Laosan let out a sigh of relief.

However, he was very cautious, and did not rush up to check whether the zongzi was dead, but waited patiently for more than ten minutes, until the fire was completely extinguished, then pulled out the hatchet on his waist, and stabbed the monster His head was found to be motionless.

At the same time, the entire stone slab was also pressed against the bottom of the coffin, without leaving a single gap, and Wu Laosan relaxed his whole body. With this relaxation, he lost all his strength and sat down on the coffin after pushing it softly. Panting heavily.

At the same time, he was thinking, what exactly is this monster?Is such a terrifying corpse really a blood corpse?

He thought that the blood corpse must be full of blood, but this monster didn't have a drop of blood on it, so it didn't look like a blood corpse.

After resting in the coffin for several minutes, with strong curiosity, he picked up the flashlight that had been thrown aside, bit it in his mouth, and pulled up the lower secret door slab of the sarcophagus again, and glanced underneath.

I saw Zongzi lying flat under the stone slab. It was a burly male wet corpse. His clothes had rotted away, leaving only a lot of cloth sticking to his body. His whole body had a bronze rusty color, the most terrifying. What's more, the body is covered with many skin folds similar to eyes.

Wu Laosan bravely stepped forward and pressed its chest. It felt as hard as iron, and it definitely belonged to the level of invulnerability. I couldn't help but rejoice in my heart. This is what I let this big rice dumpling out just now, even a gun may not be able to do it. If he is determined, he must be close to death.

But when he was watching, Wu Laosan suddenly froze, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

He was horrified to find that the right arm of this big rice dumpling was only a section, the part below the elbow had disappeared, and it looked as if it had been cut off by some sharp weapon.

Seeing this, Wu Laosan suddenly gave a "thud" in his heart, his mind was muddled, and he immediately leaned over to look at the broken arm, and saw that the flesh and skin were indeed like cotton wool, showing the shape of bursting, Wu Laosan San suddenly went limp and sat paralyzed on the ground.

Xie Lianhuan described this passage in great detail.

Why do you have to say it so clearly?Because the Zongzi's hand was broken by a gun!It was exactly the same as described in the notes. Obviously, this corpse was Wu Laosan's uncle, that is, Wu Laogou's brother.

This kind of thing is too unbelievable. How could a good person become such a monster?Wu Laosan really couldn't figure it out, he was only puzzled and shocked.

At this time, Xie Lianhuan's addiction to cigarettes fell again, and he hurriedly asked Tianzhen if he had any cigarettes. Fortunately, Tianzhen also smoked. He took out a pack of Yellow Crane Tower from his pocket, glanced outside, and saw no doctors and nurses passing by, and then Quickly took out a cigarette, handed him one, lit one and smoked himself.

Xie Lianhuan took a deep puff of cigarette, and then said: "I didn't realize until I saw that zongzi that there might be something hidden behind what was written in your grandfather's dilapidated notebook, and I suddenly understood why he didn't want to bring up the past. things."

In his later years, Wu Laogou was very secretive about what was written in his notes, no matter who asked him, he would not tell it. It turned out that it was because of this reason.

Wu Laosan never dreamed that the rice dumpling he burned to death with his own hands just now turned out to be his uncle. He couldn't help being shocked, why did his uncle turn into such a ghost?

Then naively deduced that the reason why the uncle's hand was broken by the gun should be that some terrible accident happened suddenly when he stole the Warring States Bobo Book, and he had no choice but to shoot and break his hand, or Grandpa shot, in short, there must be a reason for shooting.

Later, his severed hand was dragged out of the ancient tomb with a soil mouse, but he was trapped in the secret room. In the end, he did not know what terrible changes happened, and turned into such a terrible monster.

The great-grandpa and great-grandfather who tried to rescue him outside were also implicated, and they all died beside the coffin. In the end, only Wu Laogou left alive.

As for why they became such monsters, everything is already unknown.

Naively asked: "Third Uncle, what's next? Did you go down to the secret room under the coffin?"

Xie Lianhuan took a deep puff of the cigarette, almost sucking one-fifth of it, before saying, "If you were me, wouldn't you be able to hold back?"

"How can I compare with you? It's not like you don't know my guts. Don't forget to carry any pot. Tell me, what is there in the secret room? What did you bring?" Come out?" Tian Zhen asked him impatiently.

Xie Lianhuan sighed: "Don't worry, I'll show you something first, and then I'll tell you slowly."

As he spoke, he pulled out his backpack from the cabinet next to his hospital bed, and then took out a small ivory box.

According to Xie Lianhuan's explanation, this box is the original enamel box of the Qing Dynasty, a rough box that has not yet been painted with enamel, and is very old.

Tian Zhen took the box and found that it was very heavy to hold. When she opened it, there was a black, round, ugly pebble inside the box, which looked like a elixir. It looked weird, but she didn't know what it was.

"Third Uncle, what is this?" asked innocently and curiously.

"I took this thing out of that secret room." Xie Lianhuan said.

Hearing the words, Tianzhen was stunned for a moment, and then reached out to pick up the strange thing to have a look, but was immediately stopped by Xie Lianhuan.

"Don't move around, this thing is dangerous!"

"What's the danger? Isn't it just a stone? That's the most valuable thing in the tomb?" asked innocently.

(End of this chapter)