Chapter 942: Is the mask a **** heritage?

Conan and Yueshui are still in the doldrums. The side of the scent of Amoi, Zebu, and Shiluofu, who are watching this scene, are all incredible:
"Is the institution and the organ actually opened up by itself? Is this too unreasonable?"
"Well... would anyone have accidentally touched the agency?"
"It must be like this!"
"..."
A group of onlookers quickly reached a conclusion. Conan reached out and squeezed his chin. He swept his eyes suspiciously and began to doubt his own reasoning: "Hey... How did this organ open? The more water sister, can you say that we both just The reasoning is wrong, the agency is not a combination of photometers, but other types?"
Listening to Conan's words, the water smashed two corners of the mouth, and then "hehe" smiled, turned to look at Shu Yunwen, the expression called a resentment -
Other types? Other types of yarn!
The organization here is definitely the combination design of the photometer, which can't be wrong!
As for the current institution, suddenly it opened itself? This is definitely Shu Yunwen's dry goods!
Damn Shu Yunwen, I can't easily reason out the position of the organization, you can let the organ open to death!
Yueshui Qiuyan stared at Shu Yunwen, and he painted various curses in his heart. In reality, he said to Fu Yunwen in a strange tone: "... Yun Wen, you look at Lubang, what are he doing?"
"Well? Lubang?" Shu Yunwen stunned. He turned his head and saw that Lubang III was standing beside the fast-moving body, pretending to be horrified and fast-moving looking at the cracked ground while secretly stealing from the bag. I found out the fake "memory egg" and stuffed the fake "memory egg" I prepared into the fast-moving bag...
Shu Yunwen looked at this scene, could not help but "snap", a brain black line -
Lubang, this guy took his fake egg to get rid of the fake egg? Is this a free egg pain?
Shu Yunwen spit in the heart, shook his head, and said in his head: "...the tease...don't care about him!"
"Okay." Cheng Cheng should have a voice, then smiled and said, "... Yun Wen adults, you may not know. Lubang, in order to be able to sneak open the battle without disturbing the fast fight Zipper, I’ve been rushing around for a while, all the time, sneaking a little...

"Hey... is it?" Shu Yunwen was speechless.
Shu Yunwen and Cheng Shi chatted about the sky. It didn't take long for the entrance to the palace below to finally open. After a few words of excitement, the people walked together.
The area of ​​the palace below is not large, about 100 square meters. The palace is an obvious Russian style. The wall is full of beautiful carvings and transformations. The structure inside is small, medium and small, giving the impression that it is in an egg.
There is a strange table in the middle of the "egg" on the ground, which feels like a display stand, and on a higher platform in front of it is a luxurious coffin.
Uncle Maori ignited the candlesticks around them. The crowd quickly walked over to the coffin and discussed the coffin. Shu Yunwen opened the yin and yang eyes directly, swept the coffin, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
In other words, the yin and ghost in the coffin feel great!
However, this yin and ghost, which is dissipated, is the result of the sneer of the witch "the tyrannical".
For a witch, this situation means the power of the witch!
Shu Yunwen stared at the coffin in front of him, and looked down. He saw a big lock hanging on the coffin: "Well? How do you hang such a big lock on this coffin? Did the previous people popular lock the coffin?"
Shu Yunwen’s words, Conan’s eyes brightened, and then, like what he remembered, he turned his head and looked at the savory Harumi:
"Xiamei's sister, you didn't say that before, when you found the scraps of paper, did you find a key?"
"Oh... yes."
After the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent, I quickly took the key from the bag and handed it to Conan. At this time, everyone only listened to the squeaking sound. Shu Yunwen had already taken the lock and turned to look at Xia Mei. Surprised: "Ha? Originally Miss Xia Mei, you still have the key..."
Looking at this scene, Conan took the key and stood next to him. He looked very awkward on his body. Sakae Harumi looked at the lock that had been opened, and his face was inexplicably smiling.
"Oh... this doesn't matter, as long as the lock can be opened..."
Shu Yunwen smiled and handed the lock to the next side of the water, and then said with a smile: "Miss Xia Mei, this coffin is placed in your house's underground palace. It is your ancestor. I will then Offended."
Xiang Han Xia Mei should have a voice, Shu Yunwen raised his hand to open the coffin, suddenly a pungent smell rushed.
Shu Yunwen frowned and stepped back. His eyes continued to look inside the coffin. He saw a corpse lying in the coffin. The face of the corpse was wearing a white mask. The clothes were decaying and the hands were crossed. In the lower abdomen position, below the chest is a red Easter egg larger than the green "memory egg" in Shu Yunwen's bag.
Next to the coffin, everyone saw that the red Easter egg was bright, and then surprised:
"Sure enough inside! Is this another egg?"
Uncle Maori looked at the egg seriously and then turned to look at the savory summer beauty: "Miss Xia Mei, is the person in this coffin your grandfather?"
"No, I think this should be my great-grandmother." Xiang Han Xia Mei looked at the body of the elm. "In the cemetery of Yokosuka, only the body of my great-grandfather, there has been no body of my great-grandmother. I have always been surprised. It turned out to be here..."
"Is it?" Uncle Maori nodded, and the next one would open the door. "Miss Xia Mei, it may not be appropriate to say this now, but can you let me see the egg?"
Shu Yunwen, who is staring at the face of the white bone, also turned and asked: "... Miss Xia Mei, I also want to see the mask on the head of the body, can I?"
"Well, of course, no problem." Xiang Han Xiamei smiled and nodded.
Then, after taking the red egg and taking it to the side, Shu Yunwen wore a glove and took off the mask from the body. He looked at the curse with excitement and gathered up the yin scattered around. Ghost.
Not long after, the scattered yin and ghosts reattached to the mask, and Shu Yunwen stared at the mask to observe, and then his face was ugly:
"...How could it be a primary witch? This yin mark is...transfer and practice?! Is this mask, passed down and practiced?!"
Mommy! Rasputin, you shit, actually made this mask into a heritage?
How does this make you use it? !