"Then grandpa, why do you conclude that this ancient tomb is at least ten thousand years old?"
I asked more curiously.
Grandpa shook his head and said: "This is just my intuition, but to determine whether this ancient tomb is from ten thousand years ago, we may have to open the coffin."
As soon as he said that he was going to open the coffin, everyone took a breath.
Damn it, these are not grave robbers.
I guess only Ye Tuzi has done this before, and the others are still rookies.
Ye Tuzi glanced at the mottled and discolored coffin and said: "Old man, after all, we are not tomb robbers.
Opening coffins is generally quite evil.
Besides, our purpose is not to prove anything, but to find the exit.
Otherwise, we Go around him."
There is some truth in what Ye Tuzi said.
In history, countless tomb robbers died while opening coffins.
Some people even got the treasures in the coffins and died mysteriously after returning.
There is something evil about opening coffins in ancient tombs.
Grandpa thought for a moment and said: "You are right, we should find Shchedrin first, and then we have to find them."
The people grandpa is talking about naturally refer to Yang Haijun's people.
We are wandering around here like blind cats.
Only by finding them can we have hope of escaping.
The big head stared at the gloomy surroundings with bleak eyes, and he said tremblingly: "I wonder if you have heard of the saying that opening a coffin is compared to exhuming a corpse."
His words made everyone feel chills all over their bodies.
I had never heard such words before.
I said: "Since it is so evil, then we can't open the coffin."
So everyone walked carefully along the hall towards the arch at the back.
The dark coffin was placed there, which always made people feel frightened, especially after they had encountered so many strange and strange things, and inexplicably entered a building.
Inside the mausoleum, nothing seems to happen, as if it is a pity for our journey of endless purgatory.
At this moment, the dark, mottled and rusty coffin suddenly made a strange sound of "ho ho ho".
Several people were immediately frightened, and retreated to the niche one after another, looking at the coffin that made the sound with palpitations.
I'm going to stop here, I don't know what comes to mind, he made a strange noise before we even planned to pry the coffin.
"Damn it, it's really evil, we haven't touched it yet," Datou said in horror.
"What was that sound?
It sounded like there was breathing in it."
Ye Baldzi trembled even as he spoke.
Weird gasps and extremely terrifying sounds echoed in the silent tomb, and the atmosphere became even more eerie and terrifying.
"Old man, what do you think?
There is nothing alive in this coffin," Big Head said with palpitations.
"Shut up your crow's mouth.
I haven't mentioned your ability to trample on the mechanism.
You are crow's mouth again.
You must be sincere to cause trouble."
I glared at the big head and said.
Datou said with an aggrieved look: "You think I think, who knows what will happen."
When Datou saw that I was going to beat him, he quickly shut up and stopped talking.
At this time, grandpa said: "Let's go and leave him alone."
Everyone nodded, thinking this was the best idea, so we moved little by little against the tomb wall in the direction of the arch.
Sudden, "bump" The coffin board made a loud noise, and the dark coffin lid seemed to be pushed up by something from the inside.
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It turned several times in the air, and the coffin lid landed heavily on the arch, blocking our way.
A cloud-like black gas surged out of the coffin and quickly dispersed in the tomb, looking extremely terrifying and horrifying.
This strange loud noise made everyone jump and take a few steps back in fear.
"Ho ho" The spooky gasping sound came out again from the dark coffin.
Several people's scalps were about to explode and they looked at the coffin with horrified faces.
I have read many novels about tomb robbing before.
In the novels, the protagonist always encounters strange things in front of the coffin, especially the rice dumplings crawling out of the coffin, which are extremely dangerous.
However, a scene in the novel actually happens to us.
We try to avoid it, but he comes to us on his own.
This is not like the tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not stopping.
Grandpa had a solemn face, staring at the coffin.
He held the peach wood sword firmly in his hand, and touched the cloth bag with his other hand.
Grandpa said: "Su Ye, if what you get out of the coffin is a rice dumpling, don't worry.
Hesitantly cut his palm and sprinkled the blood on him."
I nodded seriously, but there was some doubt in my heart, so I asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, you can't deal with Zongzi, you still need my blood?"
Grandpa shook his head and said softly: "It's not that I can't deal with it, but I can't feel the breath of the thing inside and can't tell what it is."
After grandpa finished speaking, several people took a breath.
Everyone has seen grandpa's ability.
There is an aura that he cannot recognize.
Is the thing inside too powerful or an evil creature that grandpa cannot sense?
I looked at the arch.
The coffin board happened to run across in front of the arch.
The arch itself was not big and you had to bend down to enter.
This was good, because it was half blocked at once.
It seemed that the rice dumplings in the coffin didn’t want us to get in.
Go in there.
"What should I do?"
Big Head said tremblingly.
"Play it by ear.
If a Zongzi crawls out, let's all go up and subdue him.
With Grandpa's talisman and my blood, I don't believe we can subdue a Zongzi."
I said.
After I finished speaking, I was very unsure and my hands were shaking.
Suddenly, a hand as black as ink was placed on the edge of the coffin.
The hand was as black as Yingkui's hand back then, but not as skinny.
The suddenly stretched out hand made everyone's hearts skip a beat.
After all, what was supposed to come had come.
Then another hand as black as ink rested on the edge of the coffin.
At this moment, our hearts were in our throats.
This kind of fear was unspeakable.
You must know that this tomb is nearly ten thousand years old.
The things that have been dead in the coffin for nearly ten thousand years and are still alive are no longer human beings.
They are rice dumplings, zombies, ghosts, and drought monsters.
I didn’t dare to think about it anymore.
The most frightening thing was that even grandpa didn’t have the confidence to deal with the contents of the coffin.
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Jing Wei's flying knife rotated unnaturally on her fingertips.
Ye Baldy held the saber behind his back and looked extremely ugly.
"Hoo" There was a rapid gasping sound from the coffin, like a drowning person suddenly waking up, but the sound was extremely terrifying inside the coffin.
Suddenly, a dark figure stood up from the coffin, and the scalps of several people were about to explode, like five thunders hitting their heads.
"Zongzongzi" Datou shouted in horror.
Grandpa looked directly at him with a cold light, and said coldly: "Enter":