The subtext of this sentence is that Tong Hammer dislikes Wang Lang for not being able to do anything.

Having said that, Wang Lang stood in front of the copper hammer. Although he was tall on one side, the copper hammer was big. The two of them stood together. In terms of body shape, Wang Lang looked more like a woman.

The copper hammer's legs sank slightly. From one to three, the copper hammer suddenly shouted loudly. Wang Lang also tried hard together, and the stone slab below was raised by the two of them.

The two of them put the stone slabs aside, and Wang Lang stretched his neck to look under the pit and found a coffin below.

Without saying a word, the copper hammer loosened the rope and jumped into the pit. His legs supported both sides of the pit, hung the rope on the end of the coffin lid, and went outside. The copper hammer twisted the rope into a thread.

The energy sinks into the Dantian, and the copper hammer shouts loudly, and directly lifts the lid of the coffin.

Wang Lang has also seen the fierce woman, but this is the first time he has seen such a fierce woman, which is so fucking scary. Wang Lang even suspected that Miss Tong Hammer was the reincarnation of Lutijie.

Wang Lang stretched his neck and looked inside.

I found a corpse lying inside. To be precise, it was a skeleton, and it was covered with a little bit of flesh. It looked very disgusting, but white bones were exposed in many places.

Wang Lang stretched his neck to look, broke a branch from the tree pulled out of the copper hammer, and stretched it down to hook up almost the rotten clothes on the body.

"Old Jian, are you lying to someone? How could this be my master?" Wang Lang squatted beside the pit and spoke.

Old Jian got up and walked over, squatted beside him and observed for a long time, "This has become a bone. How do you make sure this is not your master?"

Wang Langshuzhi pointed at the skull, "This is the skull of a woman, it doesn't look up. Look at the width of the shoulders. The width of the shoulders is so narrow. It looks like it is the woman's, and the ribs are facing inside, and the man's ribs are facing out. Look at the skull, it is obviously the skull of a woman, and the size of this. My master is nearly 1.8 meters tall, and this corpse is only about 1.6 meters tall. How can this be my master?"

As he spoke, Wang Lang bowed, "I've been disturbed."

Old Jian frowned, "No, I saw Shi Ling and Gu Lianyi buried Huangfu Ji here with their own eyes."

Wang Lang's eyes froze, "Senior, what did you just say?"

Old Jian jumped down, a sword slid out of his sleeve, gently pushed away the body, and gently knocked under the coffin. Judging from the sound coming out, the bottom was not empty, and there was nothing below.

Jianshai fiddled with the body well, and Old Jian jumped up and looked at Wang Lang, "Your Longmen still have the ability to resurrect from the dead?"

Wang Lang shrugged, "I don't know."

"Master, it is said that there is a kind of person who can survive even if he has no life characteristics, as long as he smells the smell of earth." Tong Hammer said.

"But this is buried, with coffin boards and thousands of kilograms of stones pressed on it. How could this be possible? It would be suffocated to death in it." Old Jian was still a little disbelief.

Wang Lang squatted beside him and looked at the corpse in the coffin, "Senior, then who do you think this corpse belongs to?"

Old Jian was suddenly stunned and stared at the corpse inside the coffin, his old face was confused.

"Senior, you just said that you saw Shi Ling and Gu Lianyi's old wife buried my master here with your own eyes?" Wang Lang asked.

Mr. Jian sat by the pit, "At the beginning, your master and disciple were chased by various troops. Jianchi had a friendship with your master, so he did not send anyone to chase him, but I owe you my master a favor, so I followed him to see if I could help your master to help him.

But there are too many people. At that time, you, the master and the disciple, disappeared first, but your master was still hunted down. Later, I followed the group of people here and saw with my own eyes that your master, Shi Ling's ghost hand Gu Lianyi Cao Qiufeng and others fought from the bottom of this mountain to the top of the mountain. In the end, your master was outnumbered and was caught by these people and buried here that night.

I originally wanted to wait for them to leave before digging out your master's body, but they were on shifts here for three months.

I remember very clear. One day, a foreigner came. The foreigner seemed to be very strong in kung fu. They seemed to be doing some transactions here, and then they all went down the mountain.

The way down the mountain was ruined. I was not good at work at that time, and it was a bit difficult to get to this end of the iron chain. It was raining continuously at that time, so it was difficult to get over. Later, I went back.

Until recently, news of the return of the Dragon King came out of the rivers and lakes, and I came here to wait for you. Unexpectedly, Shi Ling was also arranging people to wait here."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Senior, after talking for a long time, who is in this coffin?"

Old Jian stared at the corpse in the coffin, "There are only three women who came that day. Except for the one who is still alive today, everyone knows that the one who is dead. Then the last one lying here should be the remaining one, Cao Qiufeng's wife!

At the beginning, you were all red-eyed. Your master didn't kill women, but he killed Cao Qiufeng's wife without paying attention at that time."

Wang Lang stared at the corpse in the coffin, "It seems that from this height, it is probably Cao Qiufeng's wife."

"What about your master?" asked Mr. Jian.

Wang Lang looked innocent, "You always ask me what you are doing. You said that my master asked me to dig it underneath."

Old Jian was silent for a moment, "Buried again."

The coffin lid was covered with the copper hammer and put the stone slabs with Wang Lang. Wang Lang refilled the gravel and then returned to his original appearance. Looking at the three cigarettes inserted into the incense burner, Wang Lang felt so distressed.

"Damn, I've wasted three cigarettes for my enemy." Wang Lang stared at the three cigarettes with distress.

Old Jian frowned and stamped his feet around the top of the mountain, wanting to see if there is any mystery, so he finally entered the unfinished house.

Wang Lang's ears moved, and he clearly heard the sword inside exclaim lightly. Wang Lang immediately threw the shovel and ran into the adobe room happily.

The light inside the house was dim and there was a simple bed that could not be as simple as it was. At this moment, Old Jian pulled out a large box under the bed.

Wang Lang leaned over, and Old Jian reached out to grab the lock on it. He shook his wrist and the lock was pulled off the box directly. When the box was opened, he saw it.

"My dad!" Wang Lang widened his eyes.

The box with a length, width and height of 80 by fifty by fifty by fifty, full of boxes of gold, silver and jewelry.

Copper Hammer also followed in, and his eyes were straightened when he saw a box of gold, silver and jewelry.

"Master, how much is this worth?" Tong Hammer swallowed.

Mr. Jian and his apprentice swallowed in a very simultaneous manner, "I don't know."

Wang Lang squatted down and found a box under the bed. He pulled it out and removed the lock. He found that it was still a box of gold, silver and jewelry.

When the three of them stared at each other, a sound suddenly came from behind.
Chapter completed!