Boom!
There was a loud bang!
"Whose gas tank exploded? Can you stop it in the morning?"
Zhang Chen scolded and subconsciously covered his ears, and a pain came from his elbow.
He sprang to his feet, and found himself in a completely dark space, with cold, hard rocks beneath him, and a dull and filthy air all around him.
What's going on?
Stretching out his hands and pushing upwards hard, a cold touch suddenly came from his palm.
"...... that feels?".
In the next second, a scream instantly resounded throughout the secluded space.
"Damn, who locked Lao Tzu in the coffin!".
Zhang Chen went crazy and wanted to push open the coffin lid above, even if he used the strength of the eater, the coffin lid was not shaken for half a minute.
"Zhao Hao, quickly open the coffin board for Lao Tzu!" Zhang Chen shouted at the top of his voice.
Yesterday, Zhang Chen, who was out of love and unemployed, went to Zhao Hao, who also grew up in an orphanage, to drink.
Because Zhao Hao was still working overtime, Zhang Chen simply brought two bottles of liquor and a few dishes to Zhao Hao's script killing store directly.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Chen, who was in an extremely frustrated mood, broke off after directly drying a bottle of liquor.
Smashing his still somewhat dazed head, he had no memory of what happened after that.
Zhang Chen waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Zhao Hao to rescue him.
"Could it be that the sound insulation effect of this coffin board is too good? I didn't expect Zhao Hao, this kid, to be quite willing to put down his book. "
Zhang Chen touched his phone a little depressed.
When his hand touched the empty pocket, he realized that the phone had long since disappeared.
"Forget it, I can only save myself!".
Zhang Chen stabilized his mind and was about to look for a button switch in the dark, when a woman's voice suddenly came from outside.
"Senior brother, will the dust beads be here?".
"If you're not here, you can't tell until you open this coffin. A slightly calm voice came.
Big brother?
Dust beads?
Zhang Chen was a little stunned in an instant!
smashed his head again, and then remembered that he and Zhao Hao were drinking in the room where he robbed the tomb yesterday.
He has a bad problem, as long as he drinks too much, he wants to find a place to sleep.
I should have drunk too much last night, so I climbed directly into the prop coffin and fell asleep.
Fortunately, the business in Zhao Hao's store is not bad.
Early in the morning, there are guests who come to play.
I just don't know if the girl will be scared to cry on the spot when she finds out that there is a person hidden in the coffin.
Thinking of this, Zhang Chen couldn't help but giggle.
"Senior brother, there's a voice in the coffin!" a panicked female voice came out.
"Old fet, protect Hua Ling!".
Old fetton?
Hua Ling?
These people are quite into the play, and they even played their names when they played a script kill.
Forget it, it's a girl after all!
It's not good to frighten people.
Zhang Chen arched his index and middle fingers and knocked out three short, three long and three short distress signals in the coffin.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement outside the coffin.
Just as he was about to send another distress signal, a slight sound of footsteps approached.
Immediately afterward, with the screeching sound of iron grinding against the rock, the coffin was opened a gap more than ten centimeters wide.
Zhang Chen was overjoyed, and suddenly poked his arm out along the gap.
"Thank you, friend......".
Before Zhang Chen could finish the second half of his sentence, a sudden feeling of pain came from his arm, and the sudden pain made Zhang Chen twitch involuntarily.
"Unexpectedly, there was a person hiding inside!" a shocked voice suddenly sounded.
"Damn, it's not a human being, it's still a zongzi! Let go of Lao Tzu!" Zhang Chen scolded angrily.
"Senior brother, will it be a peer?"
"Brother, offended!".
The lid of the coffin was violently enlarged by a hole that was about to be one person wide, and then the heavy lid was slowly moved back.
As the coffin was opened, Zhang Chen grabbed the edge of the coffin with one hand and quickly jumped out of it.
When he saw the scene presented in his sight, Zhang Chen couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Standing in front of him were three people dressed as Taoists, two men and one woman.
The one at the head was tall and straight, wearing a heavy linen cotton robe, with a felt hat on his head, and the Taoist robe he was wearing was faintly visible from the neckline.
Although the man's face was full of vicissitudes, his two eyes were unusually bright, and his eyes revealed a sense of vigilance and surprise.
This person plays the role of the leader of the mountain in the ghost lamp novel, the whistle.
I have to say that Zhao Hao is really professional in spending a makeup artist this time.
This is simply the whistle of the whistle, which is a little more three-dimensional than the character played by Gao Xiaoguang in the TV series.
It's simply the pinnacle of the character image.
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