Live treasure appraisal: Netizens asked me how to open the bronze door

Chapter 169 Don’t move, there is a monster in the coffin!
"what are you doing?"

Song Linglong's face changed drastically, and she saw that Terry had already jumped onto the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

She and Hei Pi were about to stop them when they suddenly felt a chill of death coming from behind them.

"Don't move"

Song Linglong shuddered: "Third Master."

She turned her head and saw the Third Master with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyelids drooping, and the black muzzle of a gun pointed at her forehead!

Zhou Cheng was also frightened by this scene and quickly turned the camera to the side.

"Brother Xuan, I'm sorry, something went wrong!"

Zhang Xuan in the camera tilted his head: "Huh?"

"I've seen it all"

Song Linglong, however, remained calm, her black eyes flashing as she stared straight at the muzzle of the gun, and slowly walked forward.

Zhou Cheng's face changed drastically: "Uncle San, calm down!"

"Linglong, stop!"

Song Linglong really stopped, but a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Calling you Third Master is based on the cultivation of the future head of the Song family."

"If I don't call you Third Master, then you are really my Third Master!"

"Zhou Mazi, do you dare to touch me?"

The Third Master closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

Song Linglong reached out to grab the muzzle of the gun, but when she was about to touch it, she suddenly saw the Third Master open his eyes.

Those eyes were bloodshot!
She was shocked all over and her fingers stopped moving.

"Hehe~"

The Third Master’s laughter was very cold.

But it made Song Linglong feel a chill.

"The future head of the Song family, call me Zhou Mazi, I accept it!"

"Everyone knows that I, the Third Master, am only arrogant in my own little corner. I am a coward outside the house!"

“And gave me a nickname.”

"Zhou the bastard!"

Zhou Cheng's eyes widened and began to tremble.

He grew up with his uncle for more than 20 years, and he has never seen his uncle act like this.

"but!"

"Turtle can bite people too!"

The Third Master's voice suddenly changed.

“Don’t say that you are just the future head of the Song family, it’s your grandmother, Fairy Song, who is blocking me from taking the dragon bone!”

"Crack!"

The sound of a bullet being loaded was heard.

The Third Master’s expression was even more terrifying!
"I will also shoot her in the head without hesitation!"

"because."

"Dragon bone is the life of my unworthy nephew!"

Zhou Cheng shuddered: "Third Uncle."

Song Linglong also widened her eyes, and her cold black pupils softened a little.

"Cough cough~"

A light coughing sound was heard.

Fatty Han dragged his tired body to his feet.

"Girl~"

"This old guy is right!"

"If you touch his vitals, your grandmother's face won't help!"

"Give him the dragon bone!"

Song Linglong turned her head silently and looked at Taili standing on the stone platform: "Be careful."

"I won't care if I run into a trap!"

But Terry just smiled and took the dragon bone.

After taking a look at it, he actually put it directly into his arms!
Zhang Xuan in the live broadcast room had a strange look on his face.

Although I can't see the picture, I can hear the sound.

It seems to be very exciting inside.
The barrage also shouted 666, they are still fighting among themselves at this time!

Song Linglong sighed: "Did you really give it to me?"

Fatty Han on the side said, "It's no loss if you give it to me!"

"San Mazi owes you a favor."

"He has to help you find the ghost boy!"

Song Linglong's eyes suddenly widened: "Ghost child?"

"over there!"

The Third Master and his companions also frowned.

They knew that the ghost child was missing, but the series of events that had just happened left them no time to care.

Thinking about it now, it feels a little weird!
This is a closed space!

How could a living person be lost?

Seeing Song Linglong's murderous look, Fatty Han said to his wife Jinlian, "You should talk to her."

"Be more tactful."

Jinlian nodded and patted Song Linglong on the shoulder: "The ghost boy is dead!"

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze.

Not only Song Linglong was standing there frozen.

Even the Third Master and his companions looked shocked.

"How could the ghost boy suddenly die?"

"Hasn't he always been with you?"

Zhou Cheng's face was full of questions.

Song Linglong, who had recovered from her shock, was also unwilling to give up. She grabbed Jinlian's shoulders and said, "How could the ghost boy die?"

"Where the hell is he?"

"What happened after I left?"

Jinlian was already weak, and she kept coughing due to the shaking.

She pointed at the coffin in front of her tremblingly: "Even if you kill my sister, the child will not survive."

"Cough cough~"

"In the coffin!"

"It was eaten by the monster inside!"

Song Linglong opened her eyes wide and suddenly turned around to look at the black coffin in front of the Dragon-Slaying Platform!

"Been eaten by a monster?"

"How can this be!"

She had seen this coffin when she first came in!
Because it was at the bottom of the coffin, and the coffin was made of black stone, she initially thought it was Li Chunfeng's coffin!
Later, a bronze coffin was found in the spring, which dispelled this suspicion.

But I didn’t expect that just after I left for a while, a monster suddenly appeared out of the coffin.

What’s more, the one being eaten is a ghost child who is extremely sensitive to Yin objects!

"This is impossible."

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Are you guys lying to me?"

She turned her head again.

But I saw that Master San and his four men and Fatty Han and his wife were holding flashlights and shining them above their heads.

Third Master: "It's four meters high. We can only climb up and dig a hole!"

Terry: “It’s a bit difficult!”

Fatty Han: "See? There are cracks on it. The soil shouldn't be that hard!"

Jinlian: "I'm afraid that by the time you finish digging the hole, the police car will be parked there waiting for us!"

Zhou Cheng: "Brother Xuan said that this is the location of the nearest grounding meter!"

"This is the only way out, so we have to give it a try!"

Tall and thin man: "So how do we get up there?"

Song Linglong's face darkened, and she immediately turned around and walked to the black coffin: "Grandma asked you to bring me back safely."

"You did very well."

"So, I'm going to take you back too!"

After she said that, she gathered all her strength and opened the lid of the black stone coffin!

Everyone's face turned pale!

Take several steps back in an instant!

"I go!"

"Where does this girl get so much strength?"

Terry's face was filled with shock.

Zhou Cheng also widened his eyes: "Uncle Tai, this doesn't seem to be the point, right?"

The Third Master frowned: "Fatty Han!"

“Is there really a monster in the coffin?”

Fatty Han shuddered as he stood behind Jinlian: "Although we have a grudge against each other!"

"But can I still lie to you at this time?"

"I saw with my own eyes that the ghost child was caught by the monster and put into the coffin!"

A trace of doubt appeared on the Third Master's face: "Why is that girl okay?"

Fatty Han shook his head: "I don't know!"

Seven eyes were fixed on Song Linglong in front of the coffin.

She was stunned for a moment, then she let out a long sigh: "Where did this monster come from!"

The Third Master glanced at Fatty Han and said, "Fatty, you are fooling me again!"

Seeing that the Third Master and his companions came to the coffin, Fatty Han and his wife were still standing there with strange looks on their faces.

"Did I see it wrong?"

"How come they're all right?"

Jinlian looked confused: "Impossible."

Heipian hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward.

After taking a look, he was actually shocked.

Then he turned and nodded at the two of them.

Fatty Han widened his eyes: "It's really a ghost!"

The two men walked forward uneasily and looked at the faces of the people standing beside the coffin. After finding that there were no signs of being possessed by evil spirits, they looked into the coffin.

The ghost boy seemed to be asleep, lying there quietly.

There is a bronze compass the size of a plate on his chest!

(End of this chapter)