The pale moonlight shines in the jungle, and the shadows are scattered.

Perhaps because of psychological effects, hunters always feel that the shadows around them are terrifying.

The lights are in.

The mud pit is not big, and there is no place to hide people inside.

But the hunting dog kept barking at the mud pit, and the dog's reaction indicated that there might be something inside the pit.

“It’s very suitable for hiding things here!”

"Do you still remember what Panma's son said, Panma hid a piece of broken iron in the mountain?"

Wu Xie said thoughtfully.

This place is located in a remote place. Generally speaking, no one is full and runs here to the top.

In addition, ordinary people are extremely taboo about coffins and tombs, not to mention that this is an ancient tomb in the barren mountain. This is extremely suitable for hiding things.

"It's hard to say!"

"Maybe Panma did hide the iron block here before, but now it may be."

However, Hu Ming shook his head calmly, and the light pointed to a dirt road.

The color of the soil in some places where the pit is slow is obviously wrong.

This is not a black soil, and the oxidized blackness of the blood contaminated in the soil is somewhat obvious. As long as you pay attention, it is not difficult to find out.

"Hey, what's the use of thinking so much on it?"

"I want to know what is below, just go down and take a look?"

When I saw the grave and the coffin, the fat man was excited and rubbed his hands and was very excited.

Although, in Hu Ming's inference, this is just a tomb of poor families and he refuses to have any valuable burial objects...

Even if there is, 80% of them were touched by the panma early.

But this is the problem with Fatty. He felt itchy when he saw the coffin.

As he said that, Wu Xie and the somewhat moved Wu Xie jumped straight in.

"I suddenly had an ominous premonition..."

Hu Ming twitched hard, lit a cigarette, and whispered in the boy's ear.

"Dangerous? Impossible. The Feng Shui terrain here determines that it is absolutely impossible for the tomb owner to get a corpse."

"Also, there is not much space below, there is flowing mud everywhere, and it is impossible to hide anything."

The young man shook his head, avoiding the village people, and his mouth squirmed slightly.

"That's the reason, but the problem... Wu Xie is so weird!"

"Wu Xie and Fatty, the fat man must urge Wu Xie to open the coffin when he enters the tomb, and Wu Xie... will definitely rush to open the coffin and get the corpse."

"These two of them went to open the coffin alone... To be honest, I feel a little furious."

Hu Ming pulled his mouth, his expression was very strange.

If the Evil Emperor opens the coffin, he will definitely raise the corpse. Are you kidding?

Any Feng Shui treasure acupoints and common sense will not work!

“…I’ll go down and take a look.”

After Hu Ming said this, the guy suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He glanced at Wu Xie's hand that reached out to the coffin and jumped decisively.

Some things really cannot be judged too much by common sense.

For example, Wu Xie...

"Why are all the people in your city so brave?"

Agui looked at the three people jumped in in a row and asked Hu Ming in silence.

For them, it is hard to imagine that they will not retreat but jump down happily after meeting the coffin.

This is also thanks to Agui and other hunters who knew that the three of them went down to find the traces that Panma might have left.

In addition, Hu Ming and his men looked pretty, they were completely different from the tomb robbers with flesh-faced faces in their impression.

Then I didn't think about the tomb robbers.

Only... this damn world, everything you do depends on your face!

Yuncai looked at the people below, a little unresponsive.

"Why, are you a little surprised to see your fat boss like this?"

Hu Ming looked at Yuncai with a funny look, staring at her slightly stunned eyes.

It is difficult to associate the heroic "female hero" who leaped in the mountains and forests last night with the current clouds.

"Brother Hu Ming, Fat Old Man... Does he usually do this?"

Yuncai knows more than Agui.

When Hu Ming and others came here on the first day and asked about the archaeological team, Yuncai became suspicious of the identity of Hu Ming and others.

Now, seeing the three fat men’s skillful movements, I was afraid that I understood something in my heart.

“It’s like this in most cases…”

Hu Ming spit out a smoke ring and smiled strangely in his unclear words.

......

......

Pit bottom.

"The oil bottle, why are you coming down? There is no danger here."

Wu Xie looked at the young man who suddenly jumped down in a daze.

Bang!

The young man slapped Wu Xie off the hand that was about to touch Guan Ke and whispered: "I'll do it!"

“…I feel offended.”

Wu Xie's face turned dark, and he seemed to have thought of something, and hummed twice unhappily.

On the side, the fat man opened his mouth, covered his mouth and suppressed his smile.

He also thought of Wu Xie's evil physique.

Think about it carefully, when Master Wu named Wu Xie, he was afraid that he would hire the best fortune teller in the world?

"I'll do it!"

"Hu Ming's concerns make sense. If you don't have any Feng Shui theory, you have to be careful."

The young man glanced at the two of them, knew that they understood, and emphasized again.

Wu Xie's face turned three points darker.

Damn, do you want to emphasize it again? My third master of the Wu family doesn’t want to be face-saving?

"Or what, I'll try and prove my innocence?"

"Anyway, you've come down, and even if you get a corpse, you can't make a big wave."

Wu Xieluo made his final efforts a little unwillingly.

"Yes, brother, why not give Tianzhen a chance to prove himself? How can there be such an evil thing in this world?"

"Once, twice, three times, it's just a coincidence at most, right? The corpse inside the coffin board must have been rotten long ago. How could it be that corpse could be raised?"

The fat man thought about it and persuaded the young man for Wu Xie's sake.

“…”

The young man glanced at Wu Xie who was praying, and then looked at Hu Ming with a playful look on the top.

After thinking about it, he silently turned to the back of the coffin board, avoided the hunter's sight above, pulled out the treasure knife from the mountaineering bag behind him, and aimed the tip of the knife at the crack in the coffin.

After doing all this, the young man looked at Wu Xie.

"mmp, labor and capital are about to prove themselves today!"

Wu Xie's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, rolled up his sleeves and stretched his hands out of the crack towards the coffin.

He, the third master of the Wu family, and the Evil Emperor, will prove to these mistresses today that he will definitely not get a corpse when he opens the coffin!

However...

Hugh...
Chapter completed!