"You have to pry the coffin after you go in.
Save your strength for when you go back."
I pointed to the tattered stone steps and handed over the question of how to safely evacuate to Shirey Yang.
She told me to be careful.
"The identity of the tomb owner is still unclear, and no one knows the situation inside.
Regardless of whether there is an amphora or not, don't force it, remember safety first."
"Why are you saying this like a farewell meeting for martyrs?"
I wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but Shiry Yang didn't appreciate it at all and kept a straight face, as if I was going to die now.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense.
If you keep talking, I really can't stand it anymore."
The fat man urged me to hold on tight.
I carefully got into the mezzanine between the coffins with the hemp rope, the dagger and the only remaining white oil candle.
Because the gap between the two was limited, I could only face the coffin board, lower my head and lie prone to enter its interior.
Fortunately, we have experience.
The hole is opened at the angle between the coffin lid and the coffin skirt.
Now we have to pry open the top, and we can smoothly see the whole inside of the coffin.
The cramped environment restricted my movements.
As I smashed it, I thought, if the corpse in the coffin suddenly exploded at this moment, it would be a big joke; there would not even be a place to hide, and they would be in close contact with each other directly.
Thinking of this, I shook my head hurriedly, trying to forget the terrifying and funny scene.
There was a crisp "click" sound, and the stone slab on the top of the coffin fell down.
I lay on the coffin board, leaned out half of my body, and held a candle to shine inside, but I only saw a twisted and stiff face.
The person lying in the coffin is actually Teacher Sha I broke out in a cold sweat and bit my tongue to make sure this was not an illusion.
I poked my head in to look again, this time more carefully.
Besides him, there were two other corpses crowded in the coffin.
One of them is the little follower Xiaosi, who has a pale complexion, his mouth is also wide open, and his eyeballs are protruding.
He seems to have been frightened to death, and his face still retains the terrifying expression when he died.
There was a humanoid mummy sandwiched between the two corpses of old acquaintances.
Because it was wrapped in a thick shroud, it was impossible to tell the gender for a while, let alone the identity.
Teacher Sha deserved his death, and I didn’t feel any pity for him.
But why did a good living person die in a sealed coffin?
There must be something strange hidden inside.
I didn't want to fight a protracted battle, so I made up my mind, reached into the coffin with my backhand by the weak candlelight, and started groping around the body.
When my fingertips felt cold, I suddenly touched something.
I thought there was a way, so I hurriedly grabbed it and saw that it was the amphora we had been looking for for a long time.
I was ecstatic and tapped the outer coffin with my elbow.
Shiry Yang and Fatty understood immediately and pulled me out hard.
"Yes."
I held the vial in my hand, and before I could crawl out, I shouted to them, "Put it away quickly and go back to find Lao Chuai."
Shiry Yang took the black porcelain bottle, turned it over and looked at the bottom of the bottle.
She said excitedly: "Yes, the mark engraved on the bottom is the town treasury money."
The fat man asked if there were any other burial objects.
I was startled, thinking of Teacher Sha, and hurriedly said that the matter was complicated, let's leave here first and explain it later.
We have a long-term tacit understanding, and they know my temper very well, and they will never lie about what happens in the tomb.
The two of them asked no more questions and made way for me to climb out of the coffin.
I held up my arms to use my strength to get out of the coffin.
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Suddenly my ankle sank and I was caught hard.
"Fuck the corpse."
I instinctively retracted my other foot and kicked him hard no matter what.
The fat man got closer to me, and when he saw my expression changed drastically, he immediately reacted and dragged me out as hard as he could.
But the strength of the man in the coffin was extremely strong, and I was almost dragged back completely.
Seeing that something was wrong, Shiry Yang stepped on the coffin board and stretched her hands into the small gap.
She held the lighter and stuffed it in hard.
Several bloody cuts were made on her whole arm by the cracked stone board.
I understood what she meant, held her hand tightly, and lit a fire in the dark coffin.
The coffin filled with corpse energy suddenly exploded, and I fell to the ground holding Shirey Yang Fan, my legs burning with pain.
Setting fire at such a close range, it was lucky that no bones or muscles were broken.
But the body in the coffin was not so lucky.
The flames licked the antiseptic cloth soaked in rapeseed oil and shot up to the top of the tomb.
The mummy in the fire seemed to come alive, waving its arms desperately trying to catch something, but the flames quickly engulfed him, and the smell of burnt smell hit his face.
It seems that Teacher Sha and others also died miserably in the coffin because of the mummy in the tomb.
The fat man held the amphora in his arms and shouted from the other end of the fire: "It's burned inside, this table can't hold it anymore.
Run quickly."
I damn well knew I had to run, but the flames were raging and the way down had long been blocked by the fire.
"Go and find Lao Chuai."
I yelled at the fat man, asking him to leave first.
The fat man refused, so Shirey Yang became fierce and kicked the gravel in front of us.
The fat man was defenseless and fell down.
"Get into the coffin," I said in a hurry, pointing at the stone coffin, "it's better to take a gamble than to be burned to death."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, everyone squeeze in."
In desperation, I didn't have time to take out the bodies of Lao Sha and Er Gou.
He took Shiry Yang and climbed into the solid stone outer coffin.
Although it is uncomfortable to be surrounded by dead people, being alive is better than anything else.
The two of us shook our bodies and carried the coffin all the way through the fire and rolled down the altar.
My liver and gallbladder almost broke due to the jolt.
The smell of burning lingered around him, and he couldn't tell whether it was the corpse or his own flesh that was burned.
I hugged Shiry Yang tightly, guarded her head with both hands, and gritted my teeth for fear of biting my tongue.
After rolling all the way and making a loud "boom", he finally landed safely.
The fat man's face came forward almost at the same moment, and he desperately pulled us outside.
My ears were ringing and my eyes were dizzy.
After climbing out of the coffin, I felt a tightness in my chest and vomited a large amount of blood.
They were both frightened.
I said it was okay and left quickly, and the stage collapsed immediately.
The three of us ran all the way, and as I ran, I couldn't help but look back at the deep tomb passage.
Maybe it was because of the fire, or maybe it was just my illusion, but a familiar smiling face seemed to appear on the originally blank stone slab.
I shivered and chased Shirey Yang and Fatty out of the main tomb.
"Go back to the main hall and see Lao Cai."
I vomited several mouthfuls of blood, but my chest felt less tight.
The three of them stumbled along the way and soon lost their way.
My consciousness gradually faded, and my body began to shake uncontrollably.
The fat man supported me, sweating profusely: "How can you save people like this?
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Don't hold on, let's go back to the Green Sea."
"No, I said, I want to take everyone back."
I pushed the fat man away and walked forward based on my feeling.
I fell down within two steps.
His mouth was filled with blood.
Shiry Yang rushed up from behind.
She looked around desperately: "Lao Hu, we can't determine our position now.
It's Lao Hu's fault."
"No, no.
Take them all back."
My mind was so dizzy that I couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.
I only had one belief supporting me: go back and bring everyone back alive.
I tried to stand up and look for a lookout point.
At this time, Shiry Yang suddenly shouted: "There is light in front of the light" I looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a dazzling white light shooting from a distance.
Before I could react, I heard a rumbling motor sound coming from far and near, quickly approaching us.
"Master Hu, Fatty, I didn't become a deserter."
Zhong Quan waved vigorously on the off-road vehicle.
He lifted the blanket on the back seat, and Lao Cai seemed to be lying inside.
"Good boy, I got you."
The fat man slapped him on the chest, "Quickly, help me, Mr.
Hu will meet Marx soon."
"I'm sorry."
I held on to the car door, tried my best to turn over and fell next to Lao Chuai.
His face was sallow and his chest did not rise at all.
Seeing this, Zhong Quan hurriedly explained: "I went back to look for him after I picked up the car.
When I brought it out, it was already like this.
I thought you must still be in the mountains and walked around several times.
Mr.
Hu, Mr.
Hu, are you okay?"
"Where's the bottle?
Bring it here."
I tremblingly took the amphora from the fat man's hand and bit open the cap with my teeth.
The howling mountain wind blew past my face, making me feel sober.
I wiped the blood on my body, not knowing how to start.
There is only a bottle of yellow sand in front of me that looks ordinary.
Could it just fall down like this?
"How about adding some water and feeding it to him?"
Fatty always comes up with such bad ideas at critical moments.
Shiry Yang held my hand and said, "Tear off your coat, expose your back, and apply it directly on your eyeballs."
Her tone was determined, as if she was very sure.
We had no choice but to be a living doctor.
After all, from the beginning, we knew that what we were looking for along the way was originally a vague and empty legend from a foreign land.
The sand poured down like golden water.
In the rising sun, an indescribable smoke spread around Lao Chuai.
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The sky in the distance suddenly changed color, and the sky and earth were suddenly filled with wind eyes.
It is very similar to the scenes described in the tomb stone paintings.
My heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of my throat.
Zhong Quan, who was driving, stared blankly at the scene in front of him from the rear mirror.
Like us, he was also shocked by the magic emanating from Zhenku Kuangsha.
When the whole bottle of sand was poured out, Lao Chuai suddenly screamed and then poured it down again.
I lay on his chest and felt relieved after feeling the sound of breathing.
He smiled at several other people and said, "It's okay, he's still alive."
Shiry Yang, Fatty and Zhong Quan suddenly cheered in unison.
The off-road vehicle faced the rising sun and drove all the way towards the green sea.
Compared with this thrilling adventure, the journey back seemed much more ordinary.
The sand in the black bottle looked very ordinary.
At first we were worried about its efficacy, but Lao Chuai's eyes slowly faded and his blood condition quickly returned to normal.
In less than two months, he became full of energy, as if he had been given a new lease of life.
When he left, he invited us to visit his hometown and repeatedly emphasized that he would bring his wife and children to the door to say thank you.
We took photos together and had a reunion dinner.
We were all chatting and laughing, and it was very enjoyable.
At that moment, no one thought that this would be the last time we all met.
The ghost from the ancient desert city had no intention of letting us survivors go
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