Chapter 60 Chapter Nine Another Brother's Dead Body

Although the corpse was completely soaked, we still recognized the tattoo as that of a unicorn.But after a little identification, you can know that this can't be the little brother.Because although the tattoo is very similar, it is much rougher and the skin is darker.On top of that, the man has a lot of gray hair in his hair. We put the body back in the water because the smell was so bad.The moment he entered the water, I realized that this corpse turned out to be Papa Panma. He should have entered here with Poker-Face's team.I thought to myself, I don’t know why I died here. The last time I saw Papa Panma, his condition seemed to be stimulated and crazy.I don't know if he is really crazy or just pretending to be crazy.He hasn't appeared since then, and I have no interest in his affairs.A person like him - he could kill so many people for a few bags of food before, and he kept inextricably linked with that ghost, he must be a person oriented towards small interests.No matter what purpose he was following Pokerfinger's team, I'm not interested in guessing.

The body sank slowly again.The whole corpse was already swollen and looked extremely terrifying.Papa Panma is a very old man, and now the water has soaked his body until no wrinkles can be seen.If it wasn't for Pokerfinger who was outside, I would really have thought that this was Pokerfinger's body. Panma's life was a tragedy.However, he also deserved what he deserved.Everyone has to pay the price for what they have done. Panma has such a result now, which is actually quite cost-effective. We turned over and up the steps and into the curtain.I have gone through so much before opening the veil, and I have not hesitated, and I no longer have any hesitation and curiosity.

Inside the curtain is a big bed made of jade.There was nothing on the big bed, it was empty. The fat man asked, "Why is there nothing? There is nothing in the biggest tomb after such a big battle?" I asked the fat man, "You have been in many ancient tombs, do you think this is a coffin bed?" "From the height, it's very likely." The fat man said. I said: "Look at this coffin bed, there are deep traces of being pressed for a long time. Obviously, there should be a very heavy coffin that was once pressed on this jade bed. However, this coffin is gone now. "I touched the marks on the coffin bed—this must not be the marks made by the wooden coffin, no matter how heavy the wood is, it is impossible to make such an effect.Because this kind of jade is very hard, it can cause such an effect, either it is a metal coffin, or there are a lot of metal accessories on the outer edge of the wooden coffin.

I think the latter is more likely, because the coffins we see above are almost all made of wood.Moreover, the corpses inside are basically boned.A complete metal coffin can also be cast here if there is ore.But in this room, I didn't see traces of smelting stoves that have been used for many years.In ancient times, if you really wanted to smelt metal utensils, you didn't need a lot of ostentation.At the same time, smelting also requires a large amount of coal.Since the Zhang family designed such a far-sighted plan to plant trees here, it shows that wood must be their first choice.This can be inferred from the fact that the wooden coffin we saw above is exactly the same as the wood used in the ancient building.

To be able to build such an ancient building in the middle of the mountains, the process is already very impressive, and the details may be worse. "It's gone. Could it be that the coffin has grown legs and can walk by itself?" The fat man said, "These days, the coffins in the Zhang family's ancient building can also become spirits. Isn't this a deformed golden coffin! Damn, I will fight back in the future But it's fucking hard!" "I think this coffin has been moved. They vacated this place, it should be to store another corpse." I said.I looked at the marks on the jade bed—these marks were not left when the coffin was placed, but when the coffin was carried away.But the year of these traces cannot be judged.

I looked around the coffin bed, and sure enough, I found that on the steps I came up, there were holes punched in several places on both sides. In ancient times, drilling stones was a very ingenious technique, and many holes were polished very finely.However, none of these holes were drilled vertically, and clear traces of spirals could be felt inside.The holes were drilled very deep, which was impossible with ancient technology.Think about it, it should be made by modern drilling machinery-I don't know if it is manual or gasoline.Obviously, simple hoisting equipment has been installed here.I was right.

The fat man nodded: "I understand. You mean, the corpse they wanted to bring in was originally intended to be placed here, so they removed the coffin that was placed here first. .But why is there nothing on it now? What about the corpses they brought in?" Whether the body was successfully brought in or not, no one really knew.I regret that I didn't ask the ghost more carefully at the time.Did they manage to get the body in at all?However, I think it should be a success.Otherwise, with the habit of the organization, if one fails, there will be a second time.There was only one archeology in Banai, and judging from Agui's narration, the leaving team seemed to be very normal and belonged to the category of triumph.

"What should I do now?" I looked around and found that there was nowhere to go.In addition, I also know that we are basically surrounded by quicksand, and now our position is in the middle of the quicksand layer we walked on just now.If my calculations are correct, the quicksand layer we walked through should be above our heads. At that time, I wondered why a quicksand layer was so shallow that both feet could touch the bottom.Thinking about it now, it was entirely because a tomb was wrapped in quicksand, and the top of the tomb was what my feet touched.If you don't know that the secret passage can be passed down, and you want to dig it out from other places, it is completely impossible to achieve.Such fine sand must have been specially treated, and it is impossible for us to carry out any projects on it.

I asked the fat man what to do, but this place turned out to be a dead end.Inferring from all the clues we have now, the most likely scenario is that Poker Bottle came up from the coffin bed at that time, and he walked out from here, and reached the first floor of the ancient building through a secret passage. But there were no exits around the coffin bed, so the fat man and I started to explore the tomb separately, trying to find valuable clues as soon as possible.You know, with so many people coming out from here, it is impossible to leave nothing behind.I believe there must be some clues that can help us.

Sure enough, the fat man found a cigarette butt by a wall. "That's right. Naive, they came out from here. This is 'Yuxi', I saw this kind of smoke on a buddy who died just now." The fat man said, "This buddy has a pair of this kind of smoke Well, it must be a big smoking pipe. It must have been smoked by him." I went to the side of the fat man, looked around the cigarette butts, and found that there were still a few cigarette butts stuffed in the gap beside the wall of the tomb. Cigarette butts are scattered around—it's either a very boring person smoking a cigarette and stuffing it into the gap, or a scene created by a lot of people smoking here.

I guess the reason for the formation of this scene basically belongs to the latter.But it's very strange, why do they all gather under this wall to smoke?This is not the bottom of the old wall—everyone smokes and chats together to watch the sun rise and set, and dawdling around in poverty.There are too many places to smoke here.So many of them gathered here to smoke, could it be that the hole is behind this wall? But that doesn't make sense either.I said.Whoever the hell stipulates where to come in must smoke there.And according to Fatty, they were very nervous when they came in, many of them were already poisoned, so there was no reason for them to smoke after they came in. I said to the fat man, "Let's do a reenactment. If you were a poisoned person and you worked so hard to get here, what would you do?" The fat man said: "I must be panting and lying where I can. If the boss didn't kick my ass, or there is some danger behind, I must lie down until I can recover." "Do you smoke when you're slow?" "Damn it, then you have to see what time it is! If I go seven times a night, then not only will I have to smoke, but I will also have to drink a few bowls of bullwhip soup to make up for it. But if you are poisoned here, the gas If you can't breathe and still smoke, isn't that courting death?" I nod, that's what I thought.The fat man continued, "Why are you asking this?" I told the fat man what I thought.The fat man said: "Hey, let me tell you, looking at all the places here, the best place to smoke is the steps over there. There is a wider view and you can sit and smoke. Here, you can either squat at the base of the wall, Or you can only stand, how aggrieved. So this position must be particular. Let me tell you, it is very similar to a situation...like...waiting for a woman to go to the bathroom!" "What toilet?" I wondered.The fat man said, "Haven't you ever been in a relationship? Let me tell you, women are particularly troublesome. The time they spend in the toilet is enough for a man to play mahjong three times. So, if a few friends go shopping together, the women will all go to the toilet. Then the men of these women must immediately find a place to smoke, usually by the wall of the toilet. You can imagine a scene-the night wind is rustling, a few men are smoking, shrinking their shoulders, smiling wryly at each other, and talking about themselves Things to really talk about. After they're gone, the scene there will be exactly the same as here." I scratched my head, unable to understand, and said, "You mean, it's because Mrs. Huo and the girls in the team suddenly want to go to the toilet, so the men have to avoid it?" "I see that the number of cigarette butts here is not right. Mrs. Huo can't go to the toilet and also take care of makeup?" The fat man said, "I think it is similar to going to the toilet, but doing this thing It takes a lot longer than going to the toilet. But as far as I can judge, this matter shouldn’t be about being injured and needing to take off your clothes for rescue. If you want to rescue, no one will care about it, and there is no etiquette or impoliteness. Now, men don’t need to avoid it at all. So, I think the biggest possibility is—women change clothes.” "Change clothes? Why do you change clothes suddenly? It's not a dinner party. There are also dresses for the front court and dresses for the back court?" The fat man thought for a while, then suddenly looked at the coffin-protecting river: "It's wet, their clothes are wet! They came out of the water!"