Burial Dragon Cave

Chapter 8 sarcophagus

As soon as Fatty Ma finished speaking, a white shadow suddenly came to my face, and I subconsciously held my head with my hand.

I fell back.

Soon the pain of tearing came from my arm, and I almost let go of my hand. At this time, I heard Fatty Ma's words: "Lao Sun, I'll save you."

I kept struggling and my heart was stuffy. Its four claws held me tightly. No matter how I dumped it, I couldn't get rid of it.

I'm sweating on my forehead. Damn, it hurts so much! I shouted, "You should move faster!"

The clay figurine's dagger had fallen, the face-eating monkey was in pain, and its claws immediately loosened. I took the opportunity to turn over, kicked it on its body, and kicked it a few meters away.

Fat Ma's submachine gun burst into sparks. The face-eating monkey shouted fiercely, and several flashed, then disappeared into the darkness, and all the bullets of Fatty Ma fell empty.

Fat Ma was so angry that he chased after him with a gun, and the shovel also ran over at this time.

The clay figurine bandaged the wound for me. A piece of meat was torn off my elbow, and the blood kept pouring out. The pain made me gritt my teeth.

After finishing it, the clay man said, "After going out, I'd better go to see a doctor for fear of leaving sequelae."

I nodded.

I cleaned up my emotions. The glass of the searchlight on my head was broken and the light was astigated. My eyes were a little dizzy by the light, and my head was a little dizzy, so I took down the searchlight on my head.

He also caught up with the gun, and the clay figurine followed me.

The face-eating monkey doesn't seem to appear and doesn't know where it is hiding.

Suddenly, I felt a cold back. I shouted at the clay figurine. The clay figurine looked at me, and then looked back, empty.

I was so nervous that I couldn't help feeling a little weak after my heart fell to my stomach.

"Come," the mud man was too fast to lift the muzzle. The clay figurine hit the face-eating monkey with the butt and knocked it to the ground. The clay figurine quickly reacted and fired, but he was not very skilled in the operation of the submachine gun, and the bullet basically failed.

I endured the pain and fired a few shots, but nothing was good.

Fat Ma's voice came and shouted, "Sun, hold on!" With that, he ran over.

The clay figurine sniffed hard, and then slowly stepped forward. We followed the clay figurine's steps, and the shovel also followed.

In a corner, a pool of blood was found on the ground.

The clay figurine did not stop and continued to search forward. When he was about to approach the bridge, Fatty Ma shot with a submachine gun. I looked in the direction of Fatty Ma.

The white shadow flashed a few times and followed the light of Fat Ma's searchlight. I saw it fall to the ground and couldn't move.

Without my reminder, Fatty Ma had already taken action and ran up with a submachine gun, replenishing a shuttle of bullets.

You can't jump this time! Fatty Ma said angrily.

My head was beaten into my brain by Fatty Ma when I went to see it.

The shovel took a look and retreated to the gentleman. Mud man said, "It seems that this is an adult face-eating monkey."

Fat Ma blew the gun that was still smoking with his mouth, and the flesh on his fat face trembled proudly, and said, "If I had participated in the Anti-Japanese War in those years, there would have been no chance for the Japanese to be arrogant." With that, he sighed, "It's just my fault that I was born too late."

Look at his useless expression.

The clay figurine scolded, "If you don't brag, you will die!"

Fat Ma laughed a few times and surprisingly did not refute the clay figurine. Just put your hand on my shoulder and said, "This is ** naked jealousy!"

Then asked me, "How's the injury?"

I said it was nothing serious. I was afraid that Fatty Ma would get carried away and reminded him appropriately. Fatty Ma looks like I know everything.

However, Fatty Ma did make great contributions this time, which is undeniable.

The face-eating monkey has been killed and should be safe.

"There won't be a third one, right?" I couldn't help saying.

And Fatty Ma is obviously not satisfied. To be precise, he has never suffered the loss of a face-eating monkey, so he said, "Sun, don't relax your vigilance. Revolutionary experience tells us that with the first one, there will be a second mother, and maybe the third one is just his father."

It's really reasonable to think about what Fatty Ma said. Maybe a family of three was on vacation here, but they met us and were killed. The remaining one may have lost.

Fat Ma saw that I was lost in thought and couldn't help laughing and said, "Sun, don't worry. With this guy, even if his grandfather comes, I can still clean it up."

After talking nonsense for a while, it was calm again.

Each of us has a spare light, and I took out a spare light and put it back on my head.

The scene in front of me lit up again.

This originally 'beautiful' tomb has been messed up. There are bullet holes everywhere, and blood stains are sprinkled on the ground, and the air is filled with a smell of blood.

After that, the gentleman continued to tell everyone to work.

Xiao Hui has been standing next to his husband since the accident and has never left.

I lit a cigarette. In order to reduce the pain, the clay fig man also stood next to me and lit it, followed by Fatty Ma.

After a cigarette, we also joined the team. "I can feel that sir, I am defensive against us. Up to now, he doesn't tell us what he is looking for!" I said.

Fat Ma said, "Don't care so much. We just need to take care of ourselves and get what we deserve."

The clay fig man answered, "Yes, the fat man said that well. Since he doesn't want to say it, we will do it."

I think so. Anyway, he paid for us, as long as he did his part.

The sound of the stream is constantly gurgling.

Suddenly, something happened over there. The crowd surrounded him like a tide. If there was a good thing, Fat Ma would naturally not let go. The fart bumped and the fart ran over.

I saw him holding an object like a feng shui disk, as if he were positioning it.

Then the gentleman knocked on the wall and listened to it. Fatty Ma also came forward and knocked on it regardless of everyone's emotions.

But he has a doubtful face, no more rigorous than Mr. Nothing?" Fatty Ma muttered. He shouted at me and let me take a look.

I didn't hesitate. I also knocked on the wall and listened attentively. "The sound seems to be wrong," I blurted out.

After hearing the sound, the clay figurine also ran over, and the three of us played a drum against the wall.

Finally, the clay figurine seemed to have determined his position. The clay figurine half squatted and said, "It seems to be here."

Mr. squatted down, his eyebrows contracted, and said, "S shovel, explosive."

"Maybe there is an organ," I reminded, but my husband obviously has no patience. The shovel was ordered to install the explosives on the wall.

Mr. ignored me. There was nothing we could do. We all retreated.

"The explosives won't blow up the tomb later!" Fatty Ma said doubtily.

Xiao Hui explained, "No, this is a quantitative explosive, which is not very powerful."

Mr. asked us to step back. With the bang, a small part of the wall was broken. When the dust dissipated, we came up.

I saw a narrow space inside, about three or four square meters, with a pair of sarcophagus lying calmly.

Mr. seems to be a little excited.

Only two or three people can enter. The gentleman took the lead in, and the shovel immediately followed in. After that, I squeezed in, and Fatty Ma could only stare in the back.

The part of the sarcophagus was damaged by the impact of explosives. But it was not damaged inside.

The shovel respectfully suggested, "Sir, let's get it out first!"

Mr.

nodded.

With a big wave of the shovel, the people gathered behind came up.

He wrapped the sarcophagus with a thick hemp rope and began to pull it out. Fatty Ma couldn't help but join the camp. It took a lot of effort before the sarcophagus was pulled out by us.

At this time, we can see the whole picture.

The sarcophagus is about two meters long, about one meter wide, and 1.2 meters high. There is no doubt that the sarcophagus is very heavy.

The location of its appearance is also worthy of exquisiteness. It is not a tomb, but at best enough for this sarcophagus.

Mr. has looked at the sarcophagus.

I found this coffin, and when I came to see this tomb, it was a bit like a place where people were buried.

The main and secondary sarcophagus are gray and have no features on the appearance, so nothing is provided to verify what kind of person is buried in the sarcophagus.

Fat Ma said impatiently, "Open the coffin directly!"

I looked at Fatty Ma in surprise and remembered that when I went to the ground with Fatty Ma for the first time, Fatty Ma said that he would not open other people's coffins unless he had to.

I joked, "Fat, don't you have to open the coffin?"

Fat Ma couldn't speak clearly, and finally said, "This is not a last resort."

Mr. is still very calm and not affected by Fatty Ma's words.

Fat Ma has no choice. The boss doesn't want to open the coffin, so he can only wait.

After the meeting, the gentleman sighed helplessly and said, "Open!" I can see that the gentleman is the kind of person the fat man said, and he has no choice but to open other people's coffins easily.

And Fatty Ma is the kind of person who sells dog meat with sheep's head.

First, light four candles around the coffin, sir ordered.

In fact, except for me and the fat man who always talk casually, the rest of the people really don't like to talk. They will do whatever the gentleman says.

The candle was lit quickly.

With a rub, the candles were all extinguished.

All people's expressions changed in an instant. What's the situation? Mr.'s face is not good. Even the impatient Fatty Ma calmed down.

Everyone is holding their breath. After a while, the gentleman said again, "Let's go again," his tone accelerated significantly.

Each of the four people lit one. No accident, the candle went out again.

I wondered how the candle went out without wind. I was a little scared. At this time, when I was looking at the surrounding environment, my feeling completely changed, and a trace of tremity was spreading...