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Chapter 292: Zhang Family's Secret

Wu Xie looked around again and said, "There are so many people in my family. If you can divide a room here, you will be considered a very awesome person in this clan. Others like the seventh cousin and the third cousin are all hanging under the building."

The fat man said, "Good guy, it's a good thing that my brother and his generation all have amnesia, otherwise China would have been occupied by their family."

Seeing that they were not finished speaking, Chen Hao urged, "Stop talking nonsense, look at what is written on this wooden sign."

After hearing his words, the two of them came over to look at the small wooden signs carefully, and found out the identity information of the people buried here.

According to the information above, the person buried in this room was named Zhang Shengzhen. He was born in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. He was extraordinary and made many contributions to the family. He was qualified to be buried here!

This person died in an armed conflict in the local area. After his death, he was taken back to the ancient building by his tribe members. He lived in his total life for more than 170 years, and he was absolutely long.

Looking at the information recorded above, it gives people the feeling that the Zhang family is like a mysterious family in online novels, hiding in the mountains and forests, protecting their own untold secrets. The things they guard can be martial arts or treasures, but in short, it looks very mysterious.

"This reminds me of Master Zhang. Do you think he is also a member of the Zhang family?" The fat man looked at Wu Xie and asked.

"I can't say that they are all awesome. Who knows what connection is between them?" Wu Xie said.

He paused and continued, "But from this information, I can infer that the Zhang family has been operating in the northern part of China, that is, the area of ​​Changbai Mountain. Later, for some reason, it moved, which split the huge family into many parallel branches. This person is a tribe member of the (chess Zhang) lineage.

His family has a high status in the entire Zhang family, because the tribesmen of this lineage are all possessed by Qilin blood!”

The fat man asked, "Qilin bloodline? So he is the ancestor of the young man?"

Wu Xie said: "It is possible that the young man also has the Qilin bloodline, and this person is the 21st generation successor of this family. The young man should be the descendant of the most recent generation of this family. According to seniority, the young man really wants to call him ancestors."

After everyone finished reading the small wooden signs, the fat man immediately glanced at the black coffin and kept blinking at Wu Xie, meaning whether to open the coffin and get the treasure.

Wu Xie ignored him and looked at the coffin. He saw that the coffin was black as a whole, cracked in many places, and the black paint on it fell off, revealing the old color of wood inside.

The fat man walked up to him, pointed to the gap in the coffin and said contemptuously: "Why is this Zhang family so stingy? At least this person has made so many contributions to the family, and he is reluctant to use a good coffin. What kind of inferior products are these? Look, the coffin cracked in less than 300 years."

Wu Xie shook his head and said, "Fatty, you don't admit that you are not educated. This is a coffin made of a hundred-year-old birch core. The texture is very good, but because the climate here is too humid, it is so corroded. You have to find a dry place to store it, which can be stored for at least a thousand years!"

Wu Xie looked at the coffin and was actually very struggling. He also wanted to open the coffin to see what secrets were hidden inside, and maybe the mystery in the young man could be solved.

Seeing Wu Xie hesitating, the fat man looked at Chen Hao and asked, "Massive man, do you think we should open it and take a look? This is a good opportunity to solve the mystery of the young man's life experience. Don't you want to know?"

Chen Hao nodded when he heard this. He naturally wanted to know the mystery of his life experience. Now the opportunity is right in front of him, how could he miss it?

Thinking of this, he walked forward, stretched out his fingers and slid gently on the coffin lid to check if there was any hidden mechanism inside.

"Okay, naive, the minority obeys the majority, the strong man is willing to open it, you must obey us!" said the fat man proudly.

Seeing that Chen Hao had agreed, Wu Xie had to sigh helplessly and stop saying anything.

Chen Hao checked for a while and felt that there was no mechanism in the coffin, so he asked the fat man and the others to retreat a little and prepare to open the coffin.

The fat men and the other guys quickly stepped aside and stared at him with wide eyes.

Chen Hao stretched out his fingers and suddenly inserted it into the gap in the coffin lid. Then he broke it hard and lifted the coffin lid aside simply and roughly.

Wu Xie and the fat man were stunned. They didn't expect that Chen Hao would be so rough when he started, and his personality changed drastically compared to before.

If it were in the past, Chen Hao would have taken out the Faqiu Yin and chanted the words to pray to the other party according to the traditional customs of the Tianguan of Faqiu, and then opened the coffin. As a result, all these things are exempted now.

Since Xiaoyu's death, Chen Hao's temperament has changed a lot. He has no intention of caring about the red tape at all. He just wants to complete what he wants to do earlier.

After the lid of the coffin was lifted, a stench of the corpse was sprayed out from it, which was very unpleasant. Everyone quickly stood aside, covered their mouths and noses, and waited for the smell to dissipate.

As a member of the Northern School, the fat man always abides by those rules. He thought his white sand was not of sufficient quality, so he asked Wu Xie for a pack of "Yellow Crane Tower".

A few ignites were drawn from it, and muttered to the West: "That... the ancestor of the Zhang family, is there any wonder! We are good friends with Zhang Qiling. This time we are really not to touch the underworld, we are here to visit each other, let's see all elders. That... by the way, I will make up for my homework for Xiao Zhang. You also know that your child has a poor memory, so I don't know where to go. We are going to ask for a way. If you know, don't do anything, just keep it still..."

The fat man said a lot of nonsense to the coffin. Although he was talking to the dead, he actually wanted to ask for psychological comfort, hoping that the corpse inside would not change.

Chen Hao was too lazy to pay attention to them, so he walked to the coffin to see what was inside.

Seeing that he was talking nonstop there, Wu Xie patted him and cursed: "Fatty, what are you talking about there? What a mess, and you don't hurry up and work, you're so lazy!"

I saw that the coffin was covered with a layer of white broken cotton wool objects. It seemed that it was the clothes worn by the corpse during his lifetime. Because of the humid environment here, it was corroded to this way.

The fat man used the tomb robber's iron thorn to pick up the layer of broken cotton-like clothes on it, and a corrupted skeleton was exposed underneath.
Chapter completed!
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