Chapter 920 Danger
Gathering around the sarcophagus, everyone noticed that the lid of the sarcophagus was not completely closed, leaving a finger-wide gap. Shang Zuo explained that they left in a hurry.
“After you take out the funerary objects, do you still remember to help the tomb owner seal the coffin?” Zigui asked mercilessly.
Hearing this, Shang Zuo's face turned gray, and he explained with some embarrassment that thieves would not leave the tomb without leaving the tomb. This is a rule passed down from ancient times. Even if they act daringly, since they are doing this business, their ancestors Master's rules still have to be followed, otherwise you will suffer retribution sooner or later.
After saying this, Shang Zuo recalled that the last time he came here, there were more than 20 of them. Now, he is the only one left, and he still... still lives in this way, and he can't help but feel sad. Come.
If it wasn't for his own greed, how could he have caused his parents to die tragically?
Shang Zuo bit his lips and stared at the sarcophagus with bloodshot eyes. No matter what, he would seal the starving ghost again and avenge his parents.
The fat man was closest to the sarcophagus, and he felt it most clearly. An indescribable cold breath overflowed along the unclosed gap in the coffin lid, and the coldness penetrated into the bone marrow.
At this time, Shang Zuo had taken off his shirt, revealing the saint's head wrapped in golden cloth. Han Juanjuan stared at the head with his peripheral vision, and his breathing became rapid.
"What's going on?" Shang Zuo was a little panicked, "Why is the saint's head still growing on my body? Why...why doesn't it let me go? There is a sarcophagus in front of me!"
< br>
Han Juanjuan swallowed and said, "Is it too tight? Can you loosen the cloth and try?" It has nothing to do with Bu, it’s this sarcophagus. Maybe we have to open the sarcophagus first before the saint’s head is willing to let him go.”
The fat man also agreed with Zigui. Then, he looked towards the tunnel from which he came, and added: "Perhaps the saint's head sensed some kind of danger. Only when the danger is eliminated will it be willing to return to the sarcophagus."
Hearing the fat man's words, everyone The originally relaxed heart was suddenly lifted up again. The only thing in this snowy mountain that could make the saint feel dangerous was the starving ghost.
"What nonsense are you talking about? We haven't encountered anything along the way. If we were discovered by a starving ghost, how could we not be attacked?" Han Juanjuan clenched his fists and stared at The fat man said angrily: "You keep saying you care about your friends, but if it's a little later, they will be killed by starving ghosts!"
"Juanjuan." Zigui interrupted him, "It's not that we haven't encountered them, it's just that we avoided them. There are problems in those snowmen. Mr. Wang and I have encountered them."
"You guys are too I'm nervous!" Han Juanjuan said loudly: "You know, it's not that I'm anxious, it's the current situation. The situation is really urgent. The other team, as well as Lu Yu, are waiting for us!"
"Lu Yu is injured. How long can one person survive? Pass her?" Han Juanjuan became increasingly weak as he spoke, and his eyes turned red and his voice sounded a little crying.
"This brother is right!" Shang Zuo also became excited and walked towards the sarcophagus, holding both hands on the coffin lid. It looked like he was about to open the restaurant, but he kicked a big piece under his feet. Something hard made a "snap" sound.
The tomb is relatively large, and using a mobile phone flashlight to illuminate it will inevitably lead to blind spots in the field of vision. Shang Zuo used his mobile phone to shine light at his feet and found that what he kicked was a stone.
And there were stones like this all around the sarcophagus. Every stone was flat and standing upright. This one happened to be kicked down by him.
“You did this too?” the fat man asked curiously.
Shang Zuo had doubts on his face. After a moment, he said in a panic: "No, it's not us. It was me who sealed the coffin before leaving. There were absolutely no such stones on the ground at that time!"
< br>"What's going on?" Zigui couldn't help but become vigilant.
The fat man shined his mobile phone flashlight on the ground. After careful observation, he found that the placement of the stones was very particular, and the overall shape showed an arrow-like shape.
In the direction pointed by the arrow, everyone found a boxy thing wrapped in black animal skin.
This thing is inconspicuous in the dark tomb. If it weren't for the arrow's guidance, no one would notice it.
But obviously, this thing is not simple.
The thing used to wrap this thing is a whole piece of black dog skin. The black dog's withered head is still attached to the skin. The empty eye holes are even more weird against the background of the tomb chamber.
After opening it, what was wrapped inside the dog skin was a black wooden box.
Inside the box is a very exquisite prayer wheel inlaid with gold and various gemstones.
While seeing the prayer wheel, Fatty suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.
That’s right!
The monk who gave them the task on the bus was holding such a luxurious prayer wheel. Except for the size, the two were almost identical!
At the same time, Fatty thought of what happened in the village at the foot of the mountain.
After the doctor and others came back from walking around, they said they saw a pile of mani and a wooden box containing a prayer wheel on the roadside.
More importantly, the doctor said later that the purpose of placing prayer wheels in that place was to prevent something from pretending to be a human being and sneaking into the sacrificial procession when there were many people.
Could it be that... Fatty's eyes paused, but before he could issue a warning, he heard strange noises coming from the passage they entered, as if something was crawling in.
The speed is very fast.
Han Juanjuan’s face was startled and he immediately urged: “It’s too late, the starving ghost is chasing us. Let’s open the restaurant quickly to complete the task!”
However, he just said that he had no intention of opening the restaurant, and seemed to be waiting for others to do it.
"No hurry!" The fat man picked up the prayer wheel and said immediately: "Each of us takes the prayer wheel and spins it a few times. After we finish spinning, we will open the coffin."
Fatty clearly remembered that when Jiang Cheng told this story, he specifically mentioned that the prayer wheel must rotate clockwise, but those things couldn't do it. If they picked up the prayer wheel, the prayer wheel would only turn counterclockwise.
Listening to the crawling sounds coming from outside, everyone could imagine that the huge starving ghost was unable to stand in the passage and was crawling towards them on its hands and feet.
The fat man was the first to pick up the prayer wheel and said, "Everyone must turn it clockwise." After he finished turning it, he handed it to Zigui beside him. Zigui did not hesitate and turned it clockwise a few times. After circling it, he handed it to Shang Zuo.
At this time, both Fatty and Zigui became worried, worrying that if the guy who followed them was a ghost, it would be terrible.
But after seeing Shang Zuo turning clockwise several times with their own eyes, the two of them felt a little relieved.
“It’s your turn.” Shang Zuo stuffed the prayer wheel into Han Juanjuan’s hand as if he was throwing a hot potato. His attention was focused on the passage, worried that the starving ghost would die in the next second. Come out and kill them all. (End of this chapter)