Only such a stable and excellent semi-automatic rifle can allow Fatty Wang to give full play to his marksmanship advantages.

Fatty Wang didn't complain at all immediately, his mouth almost reached the back of his head, took the sks semi-automatic, kept groping, and murmured, "A good gun, this is a good gun, and the 762 caliber is the real one. man."

Shirley Yang pursed her lips.

&n1911 is still a bit too heavy for Shirley Yang.

What Wang Ye gave Shirley Yang was a relatively new model of Glock pistol at that time.

Needless to say, the Glock gun is very stable and feels very light, and women can easily handle it.

And the most important thing is that this gun also has a burst function.

For Shirley Yang who is familiar with guns, it is a very good choice.

Of course, this gun is mainly for courage in the face of Nine Deaths Shocking Lingjia.

In the face of a monster of the level of Nine Deaths Jingling Jia, it is a bit exaggerated to say that Glock is a scraping gun. It should be a water gun for children.

But Wang Ye didn't shoot Hu Bayi Wang Fatty Shirley Yang and the three of them to deal with Nine Deaths Jingling Jia.

Mainly to deal with those resurrected Feng family members who might appear.

As for Fatty Wang's original renju hand crossbow, he gave it directly to Meier.

Momei'er doesn't even need practice to play with the pearl hand crossbow. Momei'er is even simple in making and testing this thing, and it's just like playing with it.

"Since the Earth Immortal Feng Shigu is about to be born, we can't be idle. Let's open his coffin and destroy his corpse, smash all the ghosts and monsters, so that these big feudal landlord leaders can never stand up! Go back to hell!"

Wang Ye raised the Broken Star Sword to boost morale.

Wang Ye was boosting morale here, but Professor Sun over there yelled like a needle, and blew out the candles that were originally held in the hands of Fatty Wang and Meier.

At the same time, he snatched the flashlight from Shirley Yang's hand and turned it off.

Fatty Wang had long disliked Professor Sun, and when he saw Professor Sun's actions, he immediately became angry.

"Old grandson! It's not just you who are particular about looking at the mountain and the Taibao, we are also particular about touching the gold captain! How dare you blow on my fat man's lamp? Are you alive enough? You know that you used to blow on the fat man's lamp How did all the little ghost zongzi die? Ah bah, how did you die again?"

Of course, Fatty Wang doesn't believe in evil, but he is very dissatisfied with Professor Sun's actions. Since it is a question, he has to stand up for reason, so he naturally thought of using the rules of Captain Mojin as an example.

As a result, Professor Sun said almost subconsciously, "You are the one who is tired of living."

Fatty Wang was not one to be pissed off, the semi-automatic in his hand slammed and pulled the bolt.

Professor Sun immediately realized his position and shrank his shoulders.

"No, I can't blame you for this matter. I said before that it is convenient to light candles when the light is dark. But I forgot a very important thing, that is, in this Dixian Village, there can be no candles."

After Professor Sun finished speaking, no one else reacted.

Can't have candlelight?

This is underground, not outside, and there is barely daytime activity.

No candles, no fires underground, all nocturnal animals?

Seeing that the others didn't believe it, Professor Sun immediately explained.

"Think about it, although the layout of Dixian Village is the same as that of Qingxi Town above, when we walked all the way just now, have we ever seen candles, lampstands, and oil lamps in any of the mansions? Even though There are hearths, but no firewood or ashes at all."

After Professor Sun finished speaking, several people thought about it carefully, and they really didn't see any candles in the Yangzhai part of Dixian Village.

Including the candles lit in the Cannon Temple are also brought by the group.

It is also strange that there is no place for offering incense in the temple.

"Old Sun, I really didn't think of these things when you said that, but I still don't understand. Are all the rats in the Guanshan Taibao lineage? Why do you still have night eyes? You don't need candles to light them." Can you see clearly?"

Fatty Wang asked. From the words, it could be felt that Fatty Wang's resentment towards Professor Sun had not completely dissipated, and there was a curse in his words.

Professor Sun is not angry, "Actually, in Qingxi Town, a special ore called Yangdeng was produced in ancient times. The local people opened mines, and many people in their families prepared this kind of Yangdeng ore to make it. lanterns."

"However, this kind of lamp tube is used in the mine, um, how should I put it, it is used in the underground, which is a bit similar to the environment of the yin house, but in the yang house. The residents of Qingxi Town have never known it since ancient times. Use this Yangsun lamp."

"So after the mine was abandoned, there was no such Yangsui ore, and no one used Yangsui lamps anymore."

"These villagers in Dixian Village have the habit of using lamps and candles, which is exactly the opposite of the residents on the ground in Qingxi Town. When they are in the yin house, such as when opening coffins and robbing tombs, they always use fire to light candles and lanterns, but on the ground. Here in Xiancun, candles are not used, but Yangsun lamps are used."

"I think there must be a reason or some taboo."

When he said this, Wang Ye heard something was wrong.

"Among the paintings we looked at just now, there is one called Bingzhu Night Walking Picture. This candle refers to candles, and the painting also depicts candles. What are these people doing?"

After Wang Ye asked this question, before Professor Sun could answer, Hu Bayi mentioned a theory first.

These may be candles.

In some stages of ancient times, there used to be a strange custom of the martyr holding a candle to die.

But if this is the case, all these villagers were buried in the tomb. The question is how did they die?

Even when pigs and dogs are dying, they still know how to struggle and howl.

These villagers lined up in an endless line, holding candles to bury Feng Shigu?Not struggling?Not resisting?

A few people didn't leave, and "Bing Candle Night Walking Picture" was still in the attic.

Wang Ye simply took the "Picture of Walking at Night by Holding Candles" and studied it carefully.

The people on the picture are actually divided into two types. One is the villagers walking down the steps on the narrow path. These people are holding candles with fire in their hands.

There are also some people standing at a relatively high position, in front of the tomb gate.

These people should have a special status, and the lamps and candles in their hands are all extinguished.

The picture is very realistic, so it can be seen clearly.

Now it is confirmed that these villagers do have problems, and the candles in their hands are probably really dark candles.

Is there a taboo against burning candles in Dixian Village?

Wang Ye was a little unbelieving.

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