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230 The Stele Shop, the Story of the Coffin Shop

Cannibals have short mouths and soft hands.

In this day and age, 100 yuan is not a small amount for ordinary people. The militia platoon leader looked at the ten bills that Ding Ze stuffed into his hand, then looked at Ding Ze again, gritted his teeth and dropped the money. The money was stuffed into the pocket.

The appearance of such a move basically means that Ding Ze and the four of them can go in.

Ding Ze smiled slightly, but he was not in a hurry, after all, the next story was quite interesting, so he smiled and politely handed over a cigarette.

The militia platoon leader took the cigarette, and the people in the small place were naturally happy to see that Ding Ze not only spent so much money, but also treated him so politely.

Lighting a cigarette, the militia platoon leader began to speak.

"The Stone Tablet Store got its name from a huge stone tablet nearby..."

"But when it comes to the stele shop, the most famous one is not the huge stone stele, but a time-honored coffin shop. Speaking of this coffin shop, it's really crazy. Don't be scared when I tell you."

"Now there are only one coffin shop in the ten miles and eight villages around here. At the beginning, there were other houses, but one after another they closed down because of no business. Only his business has been good."

"It is said that at the earliest time, this coffin shop was not a coffin shop, but a carpentry shop, and the shopkeeper was also a good carpenter."

"Once, he helped a family make a coffin. Because it still had to be painted, the semi-finished coffin was temporarily placed in the shop."

"That night, the shopkeeper drank some wine and felt that the business was not easy to do. He sighed and patted the half-finished coffin!"

"In the end, guess what? Not long after, a visitor came to the door. Someone in the family died and asked for a coffin."

"Here comes the evil ones. Later, if the business is not good, the shopkeeper will take pictures of the coffin. As long as they take a picture, someone nearby will definitely die!"

"It's even more evil!"

"After a while, the shopkeeper who didn't know if he was a human, maybe some kind of monster, came up with a rule, that is, the harder he shoots, the farther away people will die!"

"You say evil is not evil!"

"Of course, the shopkeeper didn't reveal this secret to the outside world, but everyone in these ten miles and eight villages is not stupid. After a long time, they all know... So, everyone hides him like the god of plague, and no one wants to hide from him. Get close to him, for fear that he will be unhappy and shoot the coffin again!"

"Days go by day by day. Two days ago, the shopkeeper of the evil door died in the coffin shop. No one noticed at first, until after a long time, people passing by smelled the stench..."

"Originally, everyone didn't want to deal with that evil guy, but it's not a problem to just put the corpse there..."

Speaking of which, seeing that the cigarette in the hands of the militia platoon leader had burned out, Ding Ze immediately smiled and handed over another cigarette.

"Thank you, thank you," the militia platoon leader took the cigarette, thanked him, and then continued.

"The big guy said no matter what, even if it was just a hole, he had to be buried, right? Besides, there happened to be a half-finished coffin in the coffin, so just put the corpse in and dig a hole outside. "

"The problem is, no one in these ten miles and eight villages knows how evil the shopkeeper is, so no one dares to touch that corpse."

"Later, there was really no other way. As the militia platoon leader, I had to take the lead, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet, bring a few militiamen, and bravely put the corpse into that coffin."

"But I didn't expect that when we moved the coffin away, we found that there was a big crack in the ground under the coffin, and there was a dark wind blowing upwards from below!"

"It scared me at the time. I was not afraid of your jokes when I said this. I was so scared that I almost peed!"

"After all, it was rumored that the shopkeeper was not a human being, either a monster, or some other evil thing... As a result, there was a sinister crack under the coffin..."

"I was so scared that I wanted to run away, but the village cadre was watching, and he didn't say anything, so I didn't dare to run... Then there was nothing I could do. The village cadre said let's see what's going on down there."

"We just pried open the bricks and found a way to get down!"

"Go down and take a look, good guy, there is a big hole underneath, and there is a stone bed... There is also a stone box on the stone bed..."

"I was scared out of my wits...but there was still nothing I could do. I had no choice but to pray to God to save my life, and walked to the box with the air of a militiaman without daring to make a sound."

"Open the stone box and see that there are six blood-red jade beasts inside!"

"We reported the situation to the village cadre who was waiting for news above, and he told us to come up quickly, and then go to Gulan County to inform Professor Sun to come over."

"Professor Sun is here, and it seems that he has made some important discovery, so let us stop it and prevent outsiders from entering."

In the time of two cigarettes, the militia platoon leader finished the story.

Ding Ze was fine, after all he knew what was going on.

Hu Bayi and the others were stunned when they heard this, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

At this time, the mouth of the militia platoon leader moved again...

Seeing this, Ding Ze took the first step, took out another 100 yuan, stuffed it into the hands of the militia platoon leader, and forcibly gagged the militia platoon leader's mouth.

Then I saw that the militia platoon leader looked at the 100 yuan that appeared in his hand again: "..."

This damn money!

Should I accept it or not?

The problem is that I have already charged 100 yuan, so it seems strange not to charge the second 100 yuan... Moreover, it is 100 yuan!

At this point, the militia platoon leader had actually made a decision, and he quickly stuffed the money into his pocket, then moved his mouth again, ready to speak.

Suddenly, right at this moment.

A person hurriedly came running from a distance, calling out to him while running.

"It's not good! It's not good! The veteran cadre of the archaeological team is dead!"

Words come out!

Geek!

"Fuck!" The fat man exclaimed in surprise!

Many sand sculpture viewers in the live broadcast room had the same reaction at this moment.

"Damn! Sooner or later, he died now?"

"This must be a plot deliberately arranged by the game world!"

"Yes, it must be like this. This is a series. After Professor Sun dies like this, it will be even more difficult for Fatty and the others to find Muchen Bead for help!"

Ding dong, the old Wang next door appeared in an extremely timely manner, "???? Men add men?"

"..."

"But why did this Professor Sun die suddenly? Could it be that the coffin shop owner is really not human!"

"Maybe it's really possible that this is the case. I heard my grandfather say that no matter where you are, you must not mess with the person who runs the coffin shop at home. This kind of person is very evil!"