Tianzang

Chapter 2: Burial Goods That Are Not Funeral Goods

To be honest, when Shorty Feng said that these things were not funeral objects, I was really stunned for a moment, and I was also stunned when I saw Fatty, which means that Fatty, like me, obviously didn't understand what Shorty Feng said.But we reacted quickly.As soon as the fat man came to his senses, he scolded:

"Comrade Big Dung, can you don't be so f*cking surprised, say what you have to say, and let go of your fart, don't be here like a scientist who discovers one at a time to scare people. You don't mind the fuck .”

"Yes, Mr. Feng, if you have any basis, tell me quickly." I said to the dwarf Feng.

"I think you have realized that if the things here are really funerary objects, then why put a grenade here, as long as we touch the silk thread, the ring of the grenade will loosen, and the grenade will detonate. These things But it’s gone. Besides, who would put a grenade in the tomb? As long as the intruder is not careful, won’t his own bones remain?” Shorty Feng slowly explained to us.

I thought about what Shorty Feng said, and felt that this was indeed the truth, so why did these people destroy this place?At this time, I suddenly got an inference, so I said to Fatty and Shorty Feng:

"Do you think there is such a possibility? Are there some secrets in these books that they don't want others to know, so they put a grenade in this place. As long as someone breaks into this place and touches the silk thread, then this The secret will be destroyed along with the intruder."

After listening to my hypothesis, the fat man immediately shook his head and said:

"Innocent, if they really have any secrets that they don't want others to know, they can just destroy it, why would they go to such great lengths to build five or six towers here to keep them, and if someone comes to touch them, they won't be able to touch the silk thread Still not sure?"

"Maybe they want this secret to be known by a certain person, and this person will definitely not touch the thread, and they conclude that other people will fall into the trap if they break in." I just wanted to pick up the fat man's words, but the words still Without saying a word, Feng spoke.

I thought about it, and I think it's not impossible, but how do they know that person will not fall into the trap?Could it be that there is some fucking magical formula, and then the thread on the grenade will disappear after a while?Then those books will fly in front of you one by one, and then unfold it for you to see. I quickly shook my head to get this idea out of my head, what a fucking stupid idea.But this idea made me think of a possibility, and I immediately said to the fat man:

"I said Fatty, tell me if there is any mechanism here, and as long as that person's mechanism is touched, then the silk thread here will be removed."

The fat man immediately patted my shoulder hard, almost making me vomit blood. I quickly slowed down and cursed:

"You fucking fat man want to murder, shoot so hard!"

"Innocent, with your small body, Fatty would have murdered you long ago, why wait until now?"

"Maybe you just had the idea of ​​killing?"

"Hey, Xiao Tianzhen, this statement is wrong. How can you doubt the revolutionary comrades who have been fighting side by side with you? The fat man said that the party and the people are very disappointed in you!"

"Fuck your party and people, get down to business!"

"Have you finished talking about cross talk?" At this moment, Feng, the dwarf who had been observing from the sidelines, spoke. He walked over, looked at us, and continued: "I think Mr. Wu's deduction is still possible." Then, he put his hand The lightning shone toward the middle of one of the towers, and said to us:

"I just observed all the towers when you were talking about cross talk. Of course, except for the largest tower, I found that there was a groove-shaped thing in the middle of each tower body, and based on this, I inferred that the largest tower There should be a groove for the same."

I looked at the place where Feng was photographed, and found that there are really grooves, but these towers still have heights. Although I can barely climb up with my height, but in view of the firmness of these towers, I don’t think it’s okay. hope.Maybe the tower fell apart as soon as I stepped on it?At that time, don't say anything about grooves, just straight up, no matter how rotten people are, they are still a tower, and there are so many books.Although I haven't tasted what it's like to be fucked by a tower at my age, I really don't want to.

At this time, the fat man suddenly slapped me from behind, which made me so excited that I almost slapped him, but if there is a zongzi behind, I think we should not do anything.Just wait for the fat man to come to the rescue.But when I realized it, I still couldn't help complaining about the fat man:

"Can you fucking stop scaring me? Won't you say it directly?"

"Oh, naive, your temper is getting bigger and bigger. I just slapped you, Fat Master, and you treat me so extremely. Come on, tell Fat Master, is it that your little brother is so special recently? Lonely?"

"Your brother is lonely, your whole family is lonely! Come on, what do you want to say to me?"

"Oh, naive, don't you want to see what the groove is? Do you still remember the tower that I got from the fat man? Can't we look at that?" The fat man pointed to the tower in the water , raised an eyebrow at me proudly.

I nodded, and took my watch to look at the tower soaked in water.Although the tower fell down, fortunately there was no damage.Fatty and Shorty Feng worked hard and carefully lifted the tower slightly for me to see, but I immediately asked Fatty and Shorty Feng to put the tower down.The reason is simple, because the tower is poured too well, and the groove part is just at the part of the tower exposed to the water.

I looked at the groove and thought it wasn't supposed to hold anything.So I picked up the dagger at my waist and compared it to my arm, and finally gritted my teeth and slashed down.In an instant, blood flowed from my arm. I put my arm above the groove, and the blood slowly flowed into the groove along my arm.

"Hey, I'm naive, so you're sure that this groove is used to hold blood?" The fat man hurriedly said when he saw me waving my arm again.

"This should be a blood tank. Although I have no basis, let's try it." I don't know why I think this is a blood tank, but I have to try it.After all, if you think about it carefully, it should be possible. If we use our assumptions just now, then that person is very likely to be from the Zhang family and has unicorn blood, just like Poker Bottle.So if they conclude that people who come here will never touch the silk thread, and there are the most authentic tools for institutions, the best way is blood.Blood cannot be faked.Even if someone came here after taking blood, I guess it's unlikely.After all, all of them are awesome. If it's Pokerfinger's level, it would be nice if someone else took his blood and he didn't "click" to wring the other's head off.

Just as I was thinking, the blood had overflowed and spread along the tower regularly.Only then did I discover that the body of the tower has subtle patterns.Those patterns are not small and difficult to find, but because we paid too much attention to the grooves and ignored these patterns just now, it seems that the construction principle of these patterns is the same as the bronze pattern outside.I thought to myself.

But what does this have to do with the silk thread on the grenade?

Is it possible that I want to fill up the blood tanks of these small towers?Wouldn't I have to lose blood again?Fuck, I'm not a bloody cow!

"Hey, naive, look, what the hell kind of bird picture is this?" The fat man interrupted my thoughts and said to me.

I saw that the fat man was looking at the picture made of my blood in doubt, and the short man Feng was also staring at the picture intently, I looked at the picture——

What the hell!

I was surprised not because of how complicated and obscure the content of this picture is, but because the content of this picture is so straightforward that I couldn't believe it, let alone its intention:

The picture is a girl.

"Well, the damn thing actually drew a woman. The person who made this picture was so lonely and empty that he had no place to entertain himself, so he made a fresh and refined little woman for sex? Tsk tsk tsk... ..." Fatty saw the picture, and immediately complained after reacting.

I thought to myself that my hand is still bleeding, and you are still in the mood to make fun of it.I looked at the dwarf Feng, and found that he was still, staring there all the time, not saying anything, looking thoughtful.

I took back my bleeding arm and looked at the painting carefully. There was a very beautiful girl in the painting. The eyebrows and eyes were very clear and the details were in place. It seemed that they wanted people who saw this painting to know her. girl's identity.It's just that the girl had a painful expression and her hands and feet were bound.

For some reason, I suddenly thought of the girl Dong Can fell in love with.

Maybe these pictures are the so-called secrets.While I was thinking like this, I tried to put my bleeding hand into the blood tank of another tower. At first I forgot that those towers were not upside down like this tower, but maybe I had lost too much blood before, which would My son put so much blood here again, I just moved a step before "plop" into the water.

Fuck, I'm fucking dizzy again, I really realized how difficult it is for Poker Fing to let bloodletting be so cool.

TBC.