The large black coffin was placed obliquely, and there were many small tools to be used as brackets, lifted, slid, and upper shoulders, which seemed to be used to transport this coffin.

"Someone has been here, a long time ago." Wu Xiaoxie analyzed, "It should be something left by the archaeological team in the late 1970s."

The fat man looked around the coffin and hissed, "It seems that this big coffin was carried here from where. Do they want to transport this thing out of the ancient building?"

When I looked again, I found that the coffin was placed on the back, and the lid was buckled underneath, and I cursed: "My mom, why can't I find the casket? It turned out that it was placed on the back. These turtle grandsons really disrespect people."

Zhang Xun put the young man aside and let him sleep. He walked to the edge of the coffin, squatted down and looked, and said, "No, they just lifted the coffin out of one place and made room for the coffin they got themselves."

"Do you know?" Wu Xiaoxie was a little surprised, "Whose coffin is this?"

"They think this is the coffin of the first generation Zhang Qiling." Zhang Wuxun said lightly.

This one should be the coffin placed on the white marble coffin bed in the cave water. Although the person buried inside was Zhang Qiling, it must not be the first generation Zhang Qiling. However, his identity must be special. It is very likely that Zhang Qiling, who led the family to select a site to supervise the construction of this place.

As for where Zhang Qiling, the first generation, went, Zhang Xun thought it should be related to the thing behind the corpse forest deeper below.

"Do they think? Get a place?"

Wu Xiaoxie frowned, and combined with what he said before, he thought about it carefully for a while, "What do you mean is that the archaeological team came here to find this coffin that was suspected to be the 'first generation Zhang Qiling', or in other words, they were looking for a place to place this coffin."

"They want to move a coffin that does not belong to the Zhang family to this place."

Zhang Xun smiled faintly, "Yes, the archaeological team on the surface is actually a funeral team."

"Then...whether of that coffin? They have been transported to that place?" Wu Xiaoxie was a little anxious. He had a premonition that if he could see the coffin, all the most critical clues and secrets would be connected.

"No." Zhang Wuxun raised his hand and gently stroked the dark coffin. "The coffin was intercepted by the second archaeological team. The funeral failed. Where did the body inside end? Your third uncle know."

Wu Xiaoxie was shocked, "My third uncle? Could it be that he was also in the archaeological team that year?"

Zhang Xun nodded, "At the beginning, your third uncle also belonged to the Chen Qing faction, but he escaped early and did not participate during the funeral. The Zhang family who had been hiding on the mountain and sneak attacked us belonged to the negative faction in the team."

Wu Xiaoxie suddenly realized, no wonder the ghost man, who had his shoulders, suddenly appeared after seeing him wearing the face of Uncle San, and seemed to know Uncle San, and asked him which side he was standing on now.

"But the shoulder-shoulder said that he was Zhang Qiling too." He still remains suspicious of the man's words.

When did the three words "Zhang Qiling" become cabbage that can be bought by pound?

So far, he has seen four Zhang Qilings, one living guy, two dead boxed guys, and one who doesn't know whether it is true or not, maybe a big liar.

When the ghost said that he was Zhang Qiling, he was as surprised as if he was no less than jumping off the cliff and turning over two fights, he found himself becoming Sun Wukong standing on somersault clouds.

At that time, he used the invincible rhetoric method to terrify a bunch of clues from the ghost man's mouth, but it seemed that Mu Yu knew more clearly than this.

Listening to Wu Xiaoxie muttering and retelling the tit-for-tat communication between him and his shoulders, Zhang Xun chuckled, "He did not lie to you at this point. He is indeed Zhang Qiling, but he is just a Zhang Qiling with a false reputation."

"Because in order to send the coffin here, a Zhang Qiling must be handled by him. No one can change this process. This is the most critical step. They are also afraid that if this step is missing, the subsequent things will become beyond expectations, so they chose Zhang Qiling themselves."

"To put it bluntly, the deformed person is just a fake." The fat man summarized the incisive comments.

Wu Xiaoxie sighed softly, "So that's how it is."

The fat man groped his chin and thought, "What kind of big figure is in the coffin? It is worth their troubles. All the people from the Nine Gates need to attend the funeral. Moreover, is this place a special place for cultivating immortals? What is the reason why they think they must send the coffin here."

"Do you remember the photo your second uncle gave you?" Zhang Wuxun turned to look at Wu Xiaoxie, "That man is obviously a member of the organization, but in fact he is a member of the 'it'."

"Chen Wenjin and his fellow Chen Qing faction were originally an organization, but after the leader's death, the team was secretly taken over by 'it'. What it wanted was never to transport coffins, but to get the deepest secret that the Zhang family had always hidden in the name of transporting coffins."

After realizing this, Chen Wenjin and the others began to resist. They cooperated with Jie Jiuye to rescue the young man from the sanatorium. The first step was to move flowers and trees, and find the reason and truth of "it" doing all this.

But it is obvious that Chen Wenjin and the others failed, and they also became "it" test subjects.

"Is that 'it' the people who are installed in the Huo family?" Wu Xiaoxie asked.

Zhang Xun's tone was still faint, "That's just a part of it, very few."

Wu Xiaoxie became more and more confused. Judging from what Chen Wenjin said at the beginning, the "it" seemed to be hidden in the crowd when chasing them, but Muyu seemed to mean that "it" not only includes those people, but also the rest of it is also within the scope of "it".

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Zhang Xun patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Okay, don't worry about these things. These are still too far away from us now. We just need to take the guy away from here successfully, even if it's perfect."

Wu Xiaoxie took a deep breath and threw all the messy thoughts behind his head, "You're right, let's go."

"Then let's put the coffin here and ignore it?" The fat man was a little anxious as he saw Zhang Xun walking over and carrying the guy up and leaving.

"No." Zhang Xunxun said angrily, "There is no need, there will be big trouble inside."

When the fat man heard that there was a big trouble, he also stopped thinking, but he was still a little curious, "What big trouble? Could it be that the one in it has become a century-old meat dumpling?"

But then I thought about it, it was so difficult to deal with when the Zhang family was alive. Wouldn't it be even more difficult to deal with when they died? Maybe they had evolved into a piece of armor that was invulnerable to swords and guns. If they were released, it would be great!

"By Mr. Zhang." The fat man was funny and put on his backpack.

The four of them found the stone door hidden behind the wooden box that was placed randomly. The stone door was hung from above. There was a beast's head carved on the door. The stone door was half open and was supported by a jack below. The jack was rusted and shaky, making people feel that it might break when touched.

The three of them took the boy over. Behind was a small stone hall, and there was a very large burial stone coffin on the stone platform facing him.

What is more special is that the coffin is square, with basically the same length and width. The patterns carved on the side of the coffin are very simple. On the lid of the coffin on the top are a pair of phoenixes and phoenixes that meet their heads.

There are no records of epitaphs, only four large seal characters are engraved on the head of the coffin, "Blue Sea and Blue Sky".

The fat man said, "This is a coffin for a couple. It can be seen that the Zhang couple is very loving and they will be buried together when they are about to come."

Zhang Xun suddenly thought of the genealogy carving they saw when they came in. The two people at the top were Zhang Bihai and Zhang Biqing, but they were buried here.

He didn't know which branch of the Zhang family's foreign family was the one who regarded "Bi" as his generation. The young man looked thoughtful at that time.

However, they didn't bother with each other, and did not disturb the senior who was sleeping inside, and walked around the coffin and went further behind.

Opening the third stone door, behind it was a corridor staircase that was facing upwards. They walked up quickly and found that in front of them there was a three-story stone tower carved directly on the mountain wall.

There are stone beasts with one person tall on the left and right sides of the entrance of the stone tower, with deer heads and red foreheads, and two pairs of sheep horns with one long and one short on each side. They are wearing scales and stand majestic.

The fat man shouted at a glance, "Damn it, this damn weird, what is it? Is it a sika deer?"

After thinking about it, this is not right. Where did the sika deer have such two wings? Moreover, the beast on the ground has four claws. It looks strange. This thing is a different person.

"This is Bai Ze, with a deer head, horse body, beast foot, fox tail, wings and sheep horns. It must be Bai Ze." Wu Xiaoxie turned his head and looked at Zhang Wu, "Hey Mu Yu, in addition to Qilin and Qiongqi, do you Zhang family have any tattoos of Bai Ze on their bodies?"

Zhang Xun shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't seen it before. This is very likely the tattoo symbol of Zhang Bihai and the others."

As he said that, he told Wu Xiaoxie and the others the family tree he had seen in the auxiliary building.

"Bai Ze is a auspicious beast, there should be no danger behind it. Let's walk?" The fat man rushed to the wide open tower door and raised his chin.

Zhang Xun's expression was a little surprised. He carefully recalled the ancient building model in his mind, and confirmed that there was no wrong way. He nodded and said, "Go in and take a look."

The three-story stone tower is built on the outside, but inside it is the shape of an ancestral hall with incense in an ancient temple.

In front of me was a three-beast-footed bronze round tripod as thick as an oil barrel. There was no gap between the belly of the tripod and the ground, and a thick layer of cinnabar-like powder was accumulated inside. I didn't know what it was, and they didn't dare to touch it.

Small wooden boxes were hung on the cross-section of stone beams around. Under each wooden box was a wooden sign with red silk thread, like a wind chime, extending to a very high place above.

Wu Xiaoxie turned on the lamp and illuminated it, "It seems that this is still a place where Tezuka is hung."

Zhang Wu looked for no reason and walked straight to the back of the copper tripod. There was a mural extending from top to bottom. The pattern on the painting was a white ze with a snow-white body with a red head and a beast-footed foot.

In fact, Bai Ze's appearance is between the Qilin and the Pixiu. He is covered with scales like a Qilin, with double diagonals, but under his four legs are animal claws similar to Pixiu, which are completely different from the Qilin's horse hooves.

When I got closer and shined on the light, I found that the huge white squash scales on the mural were all inlaid with half a pearly round white pearl. The arrangement was very fine and shining with a light yellow warm light like a dragon scale. Even the center of the flame in its forehead was inlaid with a red drop-shaped agate, which was beautiful and sacred.

The whole beast was moving upward along the top of Cangshan Mountain, leaving only a lonely and desolate back to the audience below, which was trekking towards the black sea of ​​fire in the upper left corner of the mural.

"Where is it going?" At some point, Wu Xiaoxie also stood beside him, looked up at the mural together, and said to himself, "Can this black fire be the hell karma fire that Wang Zanghai mentioned in the snake-eyed copper fish?"

"It is walking deep into the snow-capped mountains." Zhang Xuxun said softly, "It is not Changbai Mountain, but another snow-capped mountains."

Wu Xiaoxie turned his head to look at him. For a moment, he felt the distance like a distant mountain and deep fog on Mu Yu's body appear again.

Zhang Xun didn't say anything more. He turned around and put the guy down, then walked back to the mural, stared at the beads, then reached out to touch them.

The moment he reached out his hand and approached, Wu Xiaoxie obviously saw that something very tiny white dust-like thing on the mural suddenly spread around.

He wanted to take a closer look, but Zhang Xun frowned and turned sideways to block the direction of the white dust. He pushed him back with his other hand, "Stand farther, there are bugs on it."

Wu Xiaoxie said oh, and quickly walked to the back row and stood with the fat man.

Zhang Xun turned around and took out an empty can box from the fat man's backpack, dug a handful of red powder from the bronze tripod with the iron box, then took half of the powder to the front of the mural, placed the can box in the middle where the wall was attached, and asked for another cigarette from the fat man, lit the end of the cotton filter, and stood directly inside the powder.

The fat man shook the cigarette box, and there were two left in it. He asked if he would lit the remaining two together, "If you want to burn incense, you have to have three together."

Zhang Xun raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "It's not about burning incense, just wait and see."

Then he walked to Wu Xiaoxie and the others, reminded them to hold their breath and wait for a few seconds.

A series of clicking sounds sounded on the mountain walls, like the sound of a metal spoon hitting a glass, spreading from under the mural to the top.

I immediately saw that the white mural in front of me changed color as if it had passed by fog.
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