Chapter 46 The Return of the Sixth World

"Ah!" But at this moment, Wang Feifei screamed and retreated several steps. She sat on the ground. Her face turned pale with fear and pointed to the coffin lid silently: "Hand...hand..."

"Hmm?" Liu Dashao turned his head and was quite surprised. Although I paid attention to the ceiling just now, I didn't hear anything in the coffin? How could this girl react so much?

"Feifei, what's wrong with you?"

"Hands...hands..." Faye Wong's chest heaved, constantly gasping, and her face was extremely red.

"Hands?" Liu Dashao frowned: "What hand?"

"Just under the coffin lid, I just... I just saw it. When you lifted it up, you suddenly stretched out a hand from the coffin and put it under the coffin lid." Wang Feifei said hesitantly.

Following her direction, Liu Dashao looked vigilantly several times, but unfortunately the answer was nothing.

"De Biao, did you see anything just now?" Liu Dashao decided to ask Fan Debiao. Although this fat man is a little bit like that, sometimes he is still very careful.

"None!" Fan Debiao blinked.

At that end, Uncle Diao has cut the nylon rope and pushed the outer coffin cover to one side. In this way, although it is still covered on it, it can be opened as long as it is pushed down along the groove.

"What happened?" Uncle Diao clapped the dust on his hands and came over, and his face was uncertain. Wang Feifei's scream just now was clearly heard and vivid in his mind.

Liu Da Shao pulled back the hand around Faye Wong's waist and was also very confused: "It seems that he was scared. He said that he just saw a hand stretched out and went back by himself."

"In the coffin?" Uncle Diao's eyes were awe of awe.

"Almost." Liu Dashao nodded.

"No, it's just an outer coffin, and there is an inner coffin in it." Uncle Diao muttered.

"Could you read it wrong, Feifei?" Liu Dashao patted Shen Feifei's hand and comforted her.

"No... I really didn't see that there was really a hand, so white, but suddenly it was gone." Wang Feifei said with fear.

"That's weird." Uncle Diao touched the beard on his chin.

"I'll go. Is it another zongzi at the time of Bodhisattva Mountain, and it's also a zongzi king?" What did Fan Debiao suddenly remembered?

"Go to yours, don't eat zongzi all day long. If you want zongzi, go to the Dragon Boat Festival to eat. It's all unlucky." Liu Dashao scolded him.

"Don't quarrel, be careful. Master, clay figurine Zhang, Fan Debiao, come with me to see what mysterious is hidden in the coffin. Zhong Kui, you and others are on standby. Cheer up and get it done. Uncle Diao said lightly.

"Okay, old man!" Zhong Kui reported a punch and retreated to one side and ordered the people to go. Many people also prepared guns. The worst thing was that they also carried Luoyang shovels and sharp eyebrows. Several people in the team took out the nopes to prevent the real zongzi from coming out and trap the other party first. After all, the field is too small and there are many people. If you don't do it first, there will definitely be casualties.

Gently pushing the coffin lid, Liu Dashao and Fan Debiao slowly distanced themselves. Looking back, he saw Uncle Diao standing next to the coffin, staring at the coffin without moving, while the clay figurine Zhang had an unsmiling zombie face, with one hand always behind his back, and he didn't know what he was holding. However, in such a quiet tomb, Liu Dashao clearly noticed that Fan Debiao's breathing was short. He stood up, looked in, and was immediately dumbfounded. And the situation in the coffin, whoever looks at it, will be dumbfounded. Yes, water, the whole inner coffin, is water.

Of course, this kind of water is not the turbid water that accumulates after being immersed in the coffin for a long time, but a kind of lavender translucent **. At first glance, it looks very soft and silky, like a new shower gel produced by an enterprise. If you use your hands If you touch it, there will definitely be a sticky feeling. Of course, the surprise is only the beginning, because the owner of the tomb of this coffin, at this moment, is soaked in these ** like this, with slight turbulence, ups and downs, emitting wis of fragrance. This fragrance is not as fresh as Jasmine. It is more like the fragrance of a woman and her daughter. When she inhales her body, she suddenly feels that the fatigue of her whole body has disappeared. In addition to the fragrance, what shocked Liu Da Shao more was the corpse, which was not as popular as a mummy. Anyway, I'm just wearing a gossip robe made of yarn-like, silk-like clothing. The fabric of this kind of clothing is very thin, just like cicada wings. At a glance, you can faintly see the broken skin of the tomb owner and some secret parts. Although the body wears a silver-white mask on its head, it can be seen from the Miaoman's figure and snow-like skin that the owner of the tomb is really a woman, a peerless and magnificent woman. According to preliminary estimates, the age is absolutely no more than 30 years old. When he saw such a well-preserved body, Liu Dashao suddenly had an illusion that the woman did not seem to be dead, but more like a sleeping beauty, waiting for the kiss of her Prince Charming to wake her up. Of course, this "Prince Charming" will definitely not be himself. As for whether it is Fan Debiao's fat ball, it is even more It's impossible.

Fan Debiao dragged the coffin cover half of his body and looked around nervously. He was afraid that a zongzi would be killed halfway and eat himself alive. At this time, he saw Liu Dashao in a daze, and his eyes suddenly widened: "Young Master, are you pricked?"

"Young master, you stabbed it. Are you scared by Zongzi?"

"Wh, how stupid are you? Uncle Diao, your nephew is stupid."

Liu Dashao never paid attention to Fan Debiao. It was not until he asked for the third time that he shook his head and exclaimed, "I didn't expect that there would be such a perfect woman in the world."

"I'm going to go. It turns out that I'm not stupid. It's Fa-Chun?!!" Fan Debiao was so curious that he couldn't help throwing the coffin lid to the clay figurine Zhang. He turned over and crossed his head.

Then there was an exclamation. Looking at that posture, I almost fell directly into the coffin.

"This...this mother is too evil! Is this still a corpse?" Fan Debiao paused for a long time, and then he spit out his tongue inexplicably, and still couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

"It's not that the owner of the tomb is too evil, it's the person who buried him. It's too evil." Uncle Diao has been watching coldly. At this moment, he finally spit out a faint sentence.

"This mausoleum has a history of at least hundreds of thousands of years. Such a long time, humidity, temperature, heat, weathering, and even natural decay is enough to turn a intact body into flying ash, but this body is so intact and still soaked in water. Is it possible that she Won't the skin rot?" The voice of the clay figurine is several levels higher than before. Although the expression is still a zombie face full of age spots, his current psychological activity must be stunned, stunned, and stunned again!

Uncle Diao nodded and agreed with the clay figurine, but when he took two steps behind his back, he seemed to be thinking about something: "There's something wrong with this water."

"That's what I think." The clay figurine Zhang bypassed Fan Debiao, looked at the coffin lid carefully, and immediately exclaimed, "So it is!"

Uncle Diao and Liu Dashao's eyes lit up at the same time: "What, have you found anything?"

"Look at it yourself!" The clay figurine pushed the outer coffin cover heavily and tilted the back. What came into sight was a series of strangely arranged strings, scribbled collusion combinations, and the middle was also mixed with special pictograms such as stars, Beidou, mountains and rivers.