Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1085 The pit is 199 meters deep, let me borrow your mouth (5)
Upon hearing this, the big guy looked at her with searchlights again.

Mo Jiu stepped forward with a solemn expression, but did not answer right away. Instead, he took a pair of gloves from Wen Xiang, put them on carefully, then squatted down to check the condition of the corpse, and then took off the gloves under the attention of everyone. explained.

"In my opinion, the purpose of designing the two tomb gates is not just to prevent the intrusion of foreign gold diggers, but more importantly, to protect these corpses from corruption. The two stone gates are sealed, and the effect Well, it is equivalent to a sarcophagus."

Such an explanation seems to make sense.

Everyone's curiosity was completely aroused.

Qiao Zhanping took a few steps closer amidst the group of people discussing in low voices, "Generally speaking, people are in pain before death. Even if the facial expression is not in pain, it is difficult to make such a gesture. How did these four people do it?"

"Qiao Gong is right." Mo Jiu nodded, "No matter how peacefully a person dies, under normal circumstances, it is unlikely to show such a weird facial expression. What's more, four people, four expressions, just right Gathering a group of crying, laughing, angry, cursing... Could it be that they made preparations before they died?"

To die, but also to prepare for action?

The hairs on the bodies of a few timid disciples stood on end.

Cao Yuan gave them a disgusted look, and ordered the two timid guys to go up and move the corpse.

The disciple hadn't moved yet, but Qiao Zhanping sternly stopped him.

"Don't move!"

Then, he looked back at Mo Jiu.

"Juzi, these four corpses must not be moved."

Among these people, Qiao Zhanping's accomplishments in organs are extremely high.Even Mo Jiu knew in her heart that if she hadn't relied on future generations and absorbed the knowledge and resources accumulated by her ancestors over a long period of time, she might not be as good as Qiao Zhanping at all.

Hearing what he said, she took the lantern to check it out herself.

"Yes, the four of them are the key to opening the door of the tomb."

Qiao Zhanping looked deeply, as if he had been thinking.

"What did Juzi think of?"

Mo Jiu turned his face to the side, glanced at the guy on the "lazy chair" without passing his eyes, and the hostility came to his heart again, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Hey, didn't you say that everything depends on you? Come on, open the door of the tomb!"

That Xiao Changsi was doing the melon-eating crowd, listening quietly, as if he didn't expect to be called.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he hesitated to think about it.

"There's nothing wrong with that—"

Mo Jiu snorted coldly, and smiled contemptuously, "Stop talking nonsense, and do what you can."

Xiao Changsi's hanging felt hat covered his ugly face, but it couldn't cover his straight figure.His whole body was shrouded in the light and shadow of the wind lamp, his figure was vaguely erect, he lightly supported the sides of the wheelchair with both hands, and rubbed it for a moment, but he didn't know what to think, coughed a few times, and laughed hoarsely.

"Opening the door of the tomb is not difficult, but it takes too much energy. I will only do it if my beloved wife rewards me."

Petite, but also arrogant?

Mo Jiu has no trust in this guy's ability.

With a lift of her lips, she sneered in a full voice.

"If you can open this tomb door, I'll take my head off and kick it for you..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Xiao Changsi hurriedly waved his hand to stop, "I dare not have my head as a husband, but I can borrow the mouth of my beloved wife."

(End of this chapter)