Zhang Qishan looked at Wu Fan in surprise."You saw it? Fifth Master knows about this place?”
Wu Fan nodded slowly.”
"That place is very strange," he reminded."You'd better be mentally prepared.”
After saying that, he walked onto the train. The driver's body was hanging inside.
The pupils of his eyes were extremely small. They were not human eyes at all. They were more like a pair of yellow weasel eyes.
The car was filled with black smoke. Deputy Zhang handed over a gas mask.
Wu Fan waved his hand and pursed his lips." I don't need it. I'll leave it to Master Fu and Master Ba."”
"I don't need it either." After saying that, Zhang Qishan glanced at Eighth Qi and followed him in.
Seeing the two of them staring at him strangely, Eighth Qi was too embarrassed to accept the call.
Wu Fan's right eye was the Night Eye, so he could see the situation in the car clearly without a flashlight.
There were some strange particles in the car that kept moving.
Wu Fan immediately asked the adjutant for gloves.
On both sides of the carriage were two rows of huge shelves. On these shelves were neatly arranged lacquer wood coffins.
Many of these coffins were coiled around tree roots and dried mud. Some of the wooden coffins had already turned white and bulged, directly cracking open.
The three of them often went to the tomb and were no strangers to this.
These were all ancient coffins dug out from ancient tombs.
Zhang Qishan pointed at the number on the innermost coffin."The largest number of words here is 47, which means there are 47 coffins in total.”
These coffins were covered with a large amount of white spiderweb-like things.
Eighth Qi adjusted his glasses." It's a big deal. It's almost as much as the Nine Gates 'annual harvest!"”
The nine great clans in the city were engaged in tomb raiding all year round, but this was the first time everyone had seen so many ancient coffins at the same time.
Judging from the style of the coffins, they seemed to have been dug out from different ancient tombs.
Wu Fan continued to walk in and found that the deeper he went, the smaller the number of the coffin.
He continued to walk in. Inside was a place for people to live. There were cotton wadding threads everywhere.
There was a person lying on the bed near the front.
Wu Fan asked for a military knife.
When he saw Wu Fan's practiced movements after receiving the saber, Zhang Qishan revealed a puzzled expression.
"Lord Fifth was also a soldier?"
"Master Fu, are you stupid?" Eighth Qi asked curiously. Fifth Master's ancestors were all in the backwater, so how could he have joined the army?”
Wu Fan looked at his hand. It seemed that he had been careless.
He didn't expect that a habitual action would be seen through.
"I'm just playing with knives!" he said with a smile.”
He cut open the victim's clothes with a knife, and a strange tattoo appeared in front of everyone.
He pointed at the corpse behind him.""These people's big toes are bent, formed by wearing clogs all year round.
And the tattoos on their bodies, these people should be Japanese!”
After discovering the special identities of these corpses, Zhang Qishan immediately instructed the other Adjutant Ma to return and report the news.
After the adjutant left, he looked at the last carriage in front.
"There's only this last carriage left. We still don't know what's going on inside!”
" Master Fu, Master Five," Eighth Qi reminded." I don't know if you've noticed, but judging from the words on the coffins, they should all come from the same tomb."
In addition, the size of these coffins was about the same. They were all secondary coffins.”
He paused and looked at the last carriage.
"All the escorts live in this carriage. This last carriage should be-"
"The main coffin of the tomb owner?" Zhang Qishan paused.”
"That's right." " Look at the last carriage," Eighth Qi continued." Doesn't it look like a huge coffin?"”
From the looks of it, it really did look like a coffin.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Qishan immediately ordered the surrounding people,"All personal guards whose surname isn't Zhang, get out.”
Among the people around him, only the person surnamed Zhang could be considered a true direct descendant.
After these people left.
Wu Fan had already walked to the last carriage.
"Wait, Fifth Master!"
After shouting at Wu Fan, Zhang Qishan pulled off a gas mask from the soldier beside him.
"Put on the gas mask."
"There's no need for this.”
After saying that, Wu Fan walked straight into the carriage.
The heaven-blessed Kirin blood in his body was slightly immune to most poisons.
The truly terrifying thing in this train would not come out during the day, so he naturally had nothing to worry about.
The carriage at the back was also sealed with iron sheets. It was likely that there were important goods inside.
Along the way, there were people who had died a violent death. No matter how one looked at it, they looked evil.
The corpse's face was full of holes, and it was unknown what had eaten them.
"I'm afraid there are parasites or infectious diseases on these corpses," Eighth Qi said worriedly.
Did the Japanese want to spread the plague to Changsha City?”
When the bodyguards opened the iron sheet of the last carriage with a gas cutter, a wooden coffin was revealed.
The outer coffin had completely rotted, and the inside had turned into lime.
After opening it, a coffin completely wrapped in iron was revealed. The coffin was engraved with many Daoist runes.
When Zhang Qishan and Eighth Qi walked over, Wu Fan immediately reminded them,"The coffin is sealed by molten iron.”
Hearing his words, Zhang Qishan immediately frowned."Molten iron sealing, whistle coffin?"
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