Pa!
A crisp sound rang out. Wu Xie took out a lighter and lit it.
This was a small trick to measure the air quality and avoid poisoning.
"Brother Shen, look at the air quality. There's no problem with the fire!”
Swoosh!
As soon as Wu Xie finished speaking, the flame of the lighter was instantly extinguished!
"This…"
Just as Wu Xie was in a daze, Shen Chen patted her on the shoulder.
"It's fine. There's no problem with the air quality.”
Shen Chen said that because he knew that the flame was blown out by Huo Ling, who had become a forbidden woman.
It wasn't because the air quality wasn't good.
The forbidden woman was afraid of fire. Although it was only a small flame, it still brought her a lot of discomfort.
Wu Xie was still puzzled.
Where did the wind come from in this enclosed environment?
Just as he was feeling depressed, he saw Shen Chen walking straight to a wall. Through the flashlight, Wu Xie also made a discovery.
There was an electric switch on the wall?
"This should be the lighting equipment of Golmud Sanatorium.”
"I just don't know if it can still be used after being abandoned for so long.”
Just as Wu Xie was still discussing whether it could be used, Shen Chen pulled the switch.
Whoosh!
The sound of an electric motor could be heard.
Countless lights lit up the entire area.
"Crackle."
Perhaps it had been too long since they had been used. About four of the light bulbs in branch 1 had been turned off the moment they lit up.
However, the lighting at the scene was enough.
Coincidentally, at this moment, a cold-faced young man carrying a black-gold ancient saber walked in from the outskirts of Golmud Sanatorium.
The person who came was none other than the little brother, Zhang Qilin.
At this moment, in the enclosed space, as the lights lit up, a huge coffin in the middle attracted Wu Xie's attention.
Then, he stepped forward and touched the coffin lid, carefully examining the style and material of the coffin.
"This is at least five or six hundred years old.”
Wu Xie said as he carefully examined the coffin with his flashlight.
"This, this is passive!"
Immediately after, he found traces of loosening on the coffin. It was obvious that it was done by someone later.
At this moment, Shen Chen was completely expressionless.
The original owner of the coffin was no longer reliable, but the current owner was Huo Ling.
And now, the one lying inside was Black Glasses, who had taken over the place.
Of course, Wu Xie didn't know all of this.
When he saw that the coffin had been moved, his heart jumped to his throat.
"Fatty said before, if you pray to the gods and Buddha, you have to be magnanimous even if you don't care.”
"Sir inside, I'll bow to you first. I know the virtue of opening a coffin, so I won't touch you.”
"Don't touch me either."
"Just lie down inside…"
As Wu Xie spoke, he earnestly bowed.
This scene made Shen Chen's teeth ache.
"This Fatty Wang didn't teach you anything good, but he taught you this?”
Shen Chen felt that this was pure nonsense. If she went to someone's grave, stole something from them, and then apologized to them, would it be of any use?
Grave robbing was not only about skill and skill, but also about fighting.
The only way to resist was to use steel.
If a simple apology could solve the problem, then what about those traps?
Bang bang bang!
"Alright, you can sleep here for 180 days!”
Shen Chen patted the coffin hard and said slowly.
He wasn't talking to anyone else, but to the black glasses inside.
Black Glasses, who thought he was hiding well, was almost knocked out by Shen Chen.
Shen Chen knocked on the outside of the coffin, and it was like thunder inside the coffin!
"I was discovered? This isn't right. The situation should still be under my control!”
The man in black glasses secretly made up his mind.
"Let's go. There's an iron gate over there.”
"Bang!"
After Shen Chen finished speaking, she slapped the coffin hard.
"Shen... Brother Shen, who are you talking to? Don't scare me!"
Wu Xie was even more scared by Shen Chen's teasing.
However, before he had time to be afraid, he saw Shen Chen walking straight towards a door.
Wu Xie stood still.
He looked at the coffin, then at Shen Chen. He gritted his teeth and followed after her.
........
At this moment.
Hang City, Xie Yuchen's mansion.
"The Eight Horses travel 30,000 miles in a day. Why doesn't King Mu come back?"
On the stage.
Xie Yuchen was singing seriously. Phew..." Wu Xie's third uncle, Wu Sansheng, was sleeping soundly with his mouth open.
Three meters away, a young girl was lying on a rope and listening to a play.
Grape in hand.
He threw it directly into the mouth of Wu Sansheng, who was sleeping soundly.
Wu Sansheng woke up instantly.
"Good, good, good!"
"This singing is really, really great!"
Wu Sansheng, who had woken up, clapped his hands and cheered to cover up the embarrassment of not understanding the opera.
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