“A furry thing?”

Wu Liang was also shocked.

Just now, he hung the "Suihouzhu" into the bronze coffin and did not see any object related to the hair.

However, the range of this move can be seen is very limited, and Cao Ang will definitely not talk nonsense about such things, so this thing must exist, so the most important question now is, what is this fluffy thing...

Soon, Wu Liang thought of a possibility - zombies!

According to folk legend, after the corpse is buried, it is possible that the corpse will change into zombies after being affected by various factors. The most prominent feature of zombies is that they grow hair. The zombies that initially grow white hair are called "white zombies". Then all the white hairs turn into black hairs and are more advanced "black zombies". Then they will turn into more powerful "jump zombies" and "flying zombies" over time, and eventually become the legendary zombies king "Ba" and the "Zhi" that Wu Liang had seen with his own eyes before.

If it were before time travel, Wu Liang still had reservations about "zombies" that he had never seen before.

But after seeing "王" in person, this opinion naturally cannot be retained, and it is impossible to rule out the existence of this possibility.

The only thing that is thankful is that the "门" that Wu Liang had seen before was covered with pitch-black scales. Even if the neck has a little mane, it has nothing to do with the "fluffy" touch, so the possibility of "门" in the bronze coffin can basically be ruled out.

Otherwise, with the terrifying urine attack of "王" and the sharp claws that can easily climb on the stone wall, Cao Ang would not have the chance to take his arm back from the bronze coffin.

certainly.

This is just a possibility preset by Wu Liang, and other possibilities cannot be ruled out. Perhaps what Cao Ang touched was just an ordinary piece of fur...

“Flush…”

When the others saw Cao Ang's infatuation and heard his incoherent description, they also showed a look of fear on their faces, and even unconsciously fought a cold war.

Even if they hadn't experienced it personally, they could imagine what it would be like to suddenly touch a "fluffy thing" in this unknown bronze coffin. It is not an exaggeration to call it "creepy", so it is completely understandable to Cao Ang's current state.

If they were the ones, they might have collapsed on the ground at this moment. After all, Cao Ang could still stand up properly and maintain the minimum rationality.

After a moment of silence, Wu Liang walked up to hold Cao Ang's shoulder to comfort him, and then asked, "Brother Zixiu, don't panic, that may be just a burial item, but I don't know if Brother Zixiu felt something unusual when he touched the fluffy thing just now?"

"!"

As soon as Wu Liang's hand was touched, Cao Ang's body trembled unconsciously because of his tense spirit, and then he replied pale: "This... doesn't seem to be there."

"Jingjing didn't hear any abnormal noise just now, did she?"

Wu Liang turned around and asked.

"without."

Bai Jingjing shook her head slightly.

"There is no movement or noise, and Brother Zixiu has not been hurt at all. This shows that what Brother Zixiu touches is most likely just an ordinary dead object, so everyone should not be too nervous."

Wu Liang concentrated on his mind and analyzed.

"With that being said, but..."

Cao Ang said with a embarrassed look on his face.

At this moment, he no longer cared about the pride and face of the Cao family and the eldest son, but he would rather die than put his hand into the bronze coffin. After experiencing him personally, he realized how creepy that feeling was so terrifying that it was much better than before when he saw someone slashing at him.

But in a daze, Cao Ang's mind was blank, and he couldn't think of what to say to re-push this matter... Whoever loves to do it, would dare, he couldn't do it anyway.

Wu Liang could see Cao Ang’s thoughts at first glance.

Especially when he saw Cao Ang's left hand that was still trembling slightly until now, he naturally knew that Cao Ang could no longer do this, so he had to speak helplessly: "Or..."

"Then I'll be a talented guy!"

Unexpectedly, Wu Liangcai said two words, Cao Ang instantly took over the conversation, grabbed his hand and nodded like a chicken eating rice, "The talented and virtuous brother is a strange person here, and this matter must be done by the virtuous brother. Brother Yu is willing to plunder the formation for the virtuous brother on the side and give the virtuous brother the strongest spiritual support!"

“…”

Wu Liang was really amused and crying. Unexpectedly, Cao Ang learned to answer quickly in an instant, would he banned nesting dolls?

“…”

Everyone also looked at Cao Ang with admiration.

Since the meeting, the Cao family's eldest son has left everyone with an image of a decisive, decisive, brave and resourceful general, and this good image also showed obvious cracks at this moment.

Sure enough, not everyone can do what our sage army does. Even if a general like Cao Ang who has been through the battlefield comes to the tomb, he will soon become "appropriate".

At this moment, Dian Wei, Bai Jingjing and Yu Ji felt a little proud in their hearts.

but.

This incident returned to Wu Liang, and Wu Liang made it clear that he would not let the three of them take risks, and the three of them immediately became worried again.

"Then please ask Brother Huo to have a break, I'll give it a try."

Wu Liang originally had the same meaning, but naturally he had no intention of shirking it.

So he took a deep breath, rolled up the sleeve of his left arm again, and raised his foot to the bronze coffin.

Seeing this, Dian Wei immediately leaned over and was always ready to deal with possible changes.

"Be careful and never show off. I hope you don't forget that your hands are closely related to my happiness..."

Bai Jingjing also hurried over and said in a solemn but gentle tone when she came to Wu Liang's ear.

"well?"

Wu Liang suddenly trembled in his crotch when he heard this, and he turned around in surprise and looked at Bai Jingjing.

Is this driving to me?

Must be right?

It's really a vermilion that is red and a black person. I didn't expect that a girl who is as pure as Bai Jingjing, who doesn't even have hair, can express these words of tigers and wolves after being by my side for a long time. My "influence" is indeed extraordinary.

"Don't look at me, be careful!"

Bai Jingjing could hold on, but when he saw this, her pretty face was instantly covered with sunset, but she pretended to be serious and glared at her beautiful eyes and scolded her.

In fact, she really wanted to persuade Wu Liang to give up this bronze coffin.

But after experiencing so many things together, she already knows Wu Liang's character enough, and knows that in such things, Wu Liang will definitely not give up easily even if the sky falls, so... she should remind him to be careful.

"Don't worry, your happiness is my happiness, and I will naturally be careful to protect our happiness."

Wu Liang smiled slutty, but soon became serious again. He nodded at Bai Jingjing solemnly, and then slowly reached his hand towards the hole in the lid of the coffin.

"Young Master, wait!"

Yu Ji rushed up at this time, and without saying a word, he put a wrinkled yellow paper on Wu Liang's left arm, and said, "Young Master, this is a protective spell drawn by me. Maybe it can bless you with peace and safety."

Wu Liang glanced at the talisman on his arm. The talisman seemed to have just been drawn. The red pigment mark on it has not dried up yet. Even some places with deep strokes of red pigment are slowly sliding down, leaving several red marks on the yellow paper.

"Old sir, is the talisman you drew really useful?"

Wu Liang asked strangely. He had always thought that Yu Ji played like those so-called masters, which was a trick of fooling people, so he never cared about it.

"It's useless, it's all bluffing."

Yu Ji shook his head calmly, and then said seriously, "But the body protection mantra I drew for the young master is a little different. This talisman was drawn by me using my own blood. I personally think that if I can live at such an old age without illness or disaster, I must be protected by God. Therefore, my blood may have such a little effect. Maybe this talisman can have a little effect if I use my blood, at least to be at peace, right?"

“…”

Only then did Wu Liang notice that there was a trace of blood on Yu Ji's right thumb.

This old boy is also determined. Although he thought this protective spell would be useless, Wu Liang was still a little relieved, so he nodded to Ji and said from the bottom of his heart: "Old sir, thank you... Actually, I thought you could live such an old age mainly because you are frugal enough."

certainly.

Wu Liang just read the second half of the sentence in his heart and did not say it out loud. After all, the old boy was kind-hearted, so how could he slap people in the face in public?

...

After a moment.

Wu Liang finally took a deep breath, and tugged his teeth into the bronze coffin.

Is he nervous?

Naturally, he was nervous, otherwise he would not have blamed Cao Ang before this. Unfortunately, Cao Ang failed to persevere, so Wu Liang had to end up on his own.

However, Cao Ang was not without contributions.

At least he set a lead for Wu Liang, letting him know that there was a kind of "fluffy thing" in the coffin. In addition, Cao Ang was safe and sound in the end. Although Wu Liang was nervous, at least he had a foundation in his heart and knew what he would touch.

Soon, the skin on his hands felt the different cold breath of the coffin.

Next is silk and the corpse covered under the silk.

Wu Liang held his breath and expanded his exploration area bit by bit.

Cold sweat broke out in his palms, but fortunately, the SAN value is still within the controllable range.

finally.

“~~~~”

He touched the "fluffy thing" in Cao Ang's mouth, and his left hand shrank unconsciously like Cao Ang before.

When the fluffy thing touches the fingers, the strange touch will undoubtedly give people a creepy feeling...

But Wu Liang tried his best to keep his restraint. After he hesitating for a moment, he made sure that the fluffy thing had not moved at all, he slowly raised his left hand and touched it again.

The hair is neither soft nor hard, a bit like the golden fur that I touched in my previous life.
To be continued...