One of the Eight Wonders of the Ancient World, the pyramids.

Located on the desert border of the Republic of Sudan, this pyramid is 120 meters high and 208 meters long at the base, and is made of 1.9 million huge stones weighing an average of 2 tons each, which is close to the size of the largest pyramid of Khufu, which is claimed to be the largest in the world.

The Pyramid of Khufu is actually only known as the world's largest, there are many pyramid sites in the world, widely in the Americas, Egypt and other places, and the pyramids that have been 'announced' are only the most in the Pyramid of Khufu, but as far as the old Tang knows, the pyramid ruins that are larger than the Pyramid of Khufu are not nothing, but that thing is not built in the desert, but in the Bermuda Triangle.

That's right, the pyramids were built under the sea.

I still remember that the deep-sea exploration mission released by the hunter website was surprisingly competitive, and the leading figures in the industry wanted to get a piece of the pie, and with his excellent resume, Lao Tang, who was an 'A+' level hunter, also successfully mixed into the team, and was fortunate to visit the real giant pyramid under the deep water of Bermuda.

At that time, it was seen that the pyramid hidden in the black sea water had reached the level of at least 500 meters, which was a nightmare for giant-phobia, and a building of that size could not be built by human power at all, and at that time, a few hairy people who were diving with the team were still excitedly blushing and roaring about Atlantis, prehistoric civilization, or something.

That mission was extremely dangerous, even the old Tang who has always had the physique of driving away evil spirits and avoiding disasters was almost bad, but finally escaped and brought out a box full of gold full of green algae parasitic shells.

Interior of a pyramid in the Sudan Desert.

In the dark and long passage, Old Tang walked in front of a team of mercenaries with a torch, looking around, and when he had nothing to do, he raised the torch in front of the colorful murals on the wall to observe, and from time to time made a smack sound.

Compared to the explorer, he is more like a tourist traveling with a group, and the real guns and ammunition in the hands of a group of mercenaries behind him are much redundant.

"That, Mr. Ronald." Mr. Funder, who was among the mercenaries this time, spoke out a little embarrassed: "Is it really good that you are not vigilant at all?" Yes... I'm not saying you're not dedicated, I'm saying there's a real good chance that there will be some..."

"Hell, I know, it's very clear in the mission brief." Old Tang admired the picture of the kobold man on the mural paying tribute to the pharaoh who was sitting firmly on the throne with his "heart", and waved his hand casually to Mr. Benton.

"We've already had a team of elites die here before, and I don't want more people to fall here again, and I want Mr. Ronald to be a little more vigilant if he can." The funder once again euphemistically expressed the meaning that Lao Tzu spent a lot of money to invite you to come, and you don't have a fucking face and a shameless face as if you came for sightseeing.

"Zi is silent, and the strange force is confused." Old Tang said suddenly.

"What did you say, Mr. Ronald?" The funder looked dazed, obviously not understanding what Old Tang said.

"The son is silent, strange and confused, not unbelieving, respecting ghosts and gods and staying away." Lao Tang slowly read the previous words in full again: "This is an ancient saying from China, which means that we must have a sense of awe for ghosts and gods, not gullible, and not unbelieving, the person who said this sentence once taught his disciples to respect and stay away from ghosts and gods, and the gentleman should be righteous in his heart, which means that as long as there is 'righteousness' in his heart, he can break through the charm and retreat from the evil." ”

In the dark and empty passage of the mausoleum, the half-Chinese and half-English voices were melodious, showing an ethereal and unpredictable taste, and after the old Tang said it, he waved his hand and turned around and continued to walk forward, leaving the funders who were calmed by his remarks, and the remaining mercenaries also understood half-understood, but inexplicably still felt that this Chinese-American opened his mouth to be the ancient Chinese family Zhengfa felt very Taoist.

If it is in normal times, if someone throws out this set of ghostly remarks anywhere, the funder must be dismissive of it, and will strongly suspect that the other party is swaggering and trying to prescribe feng shui for himself to cheat money to raise a second wife or something.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, the more mysterious Old Tang's mouth is, the more convinced and relieved he becomes, because this magic stick is found by himself—people will always only believe in what they desire.

For example, if you meet a god stick on the street and say that you are the reincarnation of a fairy, you will soar in this life, and you will definitely throw him a health ball, turn around and leave, and scold a dead liar, but if you feel that everything is not going well recently, take the initiative to find a fortune teller, no matter what he says, you will say Emma, it makes sense, the master is a little pickled

This is the typical state of mind of funders now.

A week ago, when the pyramid was first excavated, he used a whole group of private soldiers borrowed from the local warlords, and went into the pyramid in a secret passage to find the treasure, but before he could get halfway through, the whole group of private soldiers was completely wiped out, and the last words of a half-rotten black uncle who escaped from the world was: mummy.

There are mummies in the pyramid, which is a classic movie plot, but it is only a movie, and the funder thinks so too, so he sends a message to the warlord to clear the rebels around the pyramid, and sends the next team of private soldiers to explore.

It's a pity that the ending is similar, the team is completely wiped out, and this time no one even comes back alive to deliver the message.

So the pyramid was held for a month, and there were no living people entering or leaving for a full month, and even if there was an ambush inside, they had to starve to death, and the third exploration naturally began.

It is worth mentioning that the firepower of the third squad is absolutely top-notch, except for the RPG did not dare to bring (for fear of collapsing the pyramid), the other heavy weapons that should be brought were brought, and even carried a 12mm machine gun into it, but it still fell, in the radio contact, the last words they left were mummies, and then there were boundless screams and noisy heavy machine gun strafing.

After repeatedly exploring the pyramid and dying more than 100 of his subordinates, the funders had to believe that there were ghosts in the pyramid if they didn't believe it, so they honestly went to the hunter's website and brought in a great god to suppress the evil nature of the pyramid.

So, Old Tang wore a sun hat and a water bottle, and wore Hawaiian beach pants and parachuted down from the plane to him.

According to the intermediary on the hunter's website, the hunter they found for the funder is the head of the tyrannical evil and the ghosts, no matter how fierce the haunted house, no matter how terrible the ruins and tombs, this lord has been there and has also perfectly escaped with his whole body, just a pyramid is not a problem.

Judging from the current situation, at least Lao Tang himself did not take this pyramid seriously, taking pictures everywhere and touching it, and almost carved a stone to visit here, which had to make the funders doubt the reliability of this guy, but he could only endure it before he really met the evil, if he met the mummy This expert can't handle it, then they will definitely not be able to do it without even a heavy machine gun.

After walking a little further, the old Tang with the torch in front suddenly stopped jumping and talking, and the funders and mercenaries behind noticed the abnormality and became vigilant.

It wasn't until they walked to the side of Old Tang that they realized that they had reached the "end" of the previous team.

On the road in front of the mausoleum passage, countless rotting severed limbs and stumps were piled up in the corners to form a hill, and the heads with their eyes gouged out formed a 'passage' and the end was a hill of stumps.

"It's wicked." Old Tang couldn't help muttering when he saw this scene, and he squatted down in front of the aisle of the head on the side of the road, reached out and touched the mouth of one of the heads, and the two eyeballs immediately rolled out of it and stuck to the ground.

"Big... Master, do you see this? Isn't it time for us to turn back? The funder swallowed his saliva and asked, although the warlord behind him gave a death order to bring out the 'things' in the pyramid, but he couldn't help but retreat when he saw this terrifying scene.

"It's okay, I've seen small scenes, even more outrageous scenes, let's keep walking, it's not too late to turn around and run when we see a ghost." Old Tang stretched out his hand to wipe the funder's clothes, and strode into the dark and lengthy passage.

The funder looked at the old Tang whose back was about to disappear under the firelight, and immediately followed with a shudder, and the mercenaries behind also trotted to follow with cold sweat, and the AK-47 in his hand was hugged tighter than his lover.

Old Tang opened the way, the funders and mercenaries followed, the passage of the pyramid was like a nest of underground ants zigzag and chaotic, the more you went inside, the more outrageous it became, the more strange the scene became, I don't know when, the old forest bones began to appear on the ground. At first, they only thought that these people were old tomb robbers, but gradually when the white bones were spread dozens of centimeters high and completely filled the ground, they realized that this ghost place really seemed to be wrong.

But Rao was like this, and no one turned around and ran away, because the old Tang who was holding the torch in front was still drilling in, and even trotted because the speed was too slow and the air was too stuffy.

In the dreary and frightened, everyone followed silently, and everyone's spirit was tense to the limit, for fear that some ghost would pop out of the back or corner. Most of these white bones under their feet are left by their predecessors, countless people have sneaked into this mausoleum and died on this dark and winding path that seems to never end, the white bones are piled up as an ocean, and they are just a few swimming fish in the ocean, why can they jump through the dragon gate and reach the end of the place unharmed?

No one until the answer.

The only one in the team who didn't have this kind of worry was probably Old Tang, who grabbed the torch and trotted, his eyes kept looking ahead, and during the process, he stopped a few times to break a few slender traps like spider silk, and tried out a few traps, which had no effect on him at all.

That's how they walked all the way, dismantling traps all the way, and the passage of stepping on the sea of bones became more and more wide, from a claustrophobic environment to a wide environment would dissipate a lot of the haze in people's hearts, at least the change in space also made everyone's hearts loosen, and the fear was dispersed a lot.

The funders in the team sighed secretly in their hearts, and the courage of materialists swelled up in their hearts, thinking that those people who died in the pyramid before should have met the treasure infighting, right? What kind of mummy ghosts are coming from now, this is the 21st century.

At this time, Lao Tang also happened to take them through a sarcophagus area, with orderly sarcophagi placed on both sides of the spacious passage, huge murals carved on the walls and ceilings, the whole space is gray and black with a hint of colorful, the human face sphinx is prostrate at the end of the passage, and the extinguished bonfire is hung on the wall full of traces of history, dull, depressing, and solemn.

When passing by the sarcophagus like a forest, the funder was still unavoidably nervous again, but when they ran over with Lao Tang, nothing happened, which couldn't help but make everyone's nervous mood more relaxed, that is, at this time, it may be out of the inexplicable fear in their hearts, and the funder turned back for no reason.

Then he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

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Old Tang arrived at the main burial chamber, stood still, wiped the sweat from his forehead and exhaled.

The fart thing didn't happen.

Yes, when they arrived at the main burial chamber, everyone's spirits were still tense, but nothing terrible happened along the way.

The main burial chamber was very large, the space was an inverted triangle, and at the top was a gap in the tip of the pyramid, and the light was like a spotlight to illuminate the dark space, and it fell right on the coffin of the pharaoh made of dusty pure gold, and the coffin was also standing at the moment aimed at everyone who came out of the passage, as if to welcome them silently.

"I don't think there's any treasure." Old Tang turned his head and looked at the empty tomb around him, which was full of white bones like the previous path, and the golden coffin in the middle was also above the mountain of bones, just like sitting on the top of the throne of bones, bathed in the noon sun, filled with a grand and evil smell.

"What we want is in the coffin, it's a heart, if you don't mind, ask Mr. Ronald to take it out for us, and this commission will be over." The funder swallowed and stared at the coffin.

"Are you peeing?" Old Tang looked down at the funder's wet pants and was a little stunned.

"Accident," the funder coughed.

"Whatever... But first, I don't want to ask why you want to kill people's hearts, and I don't want to know what the heart is for, so you'd better not do such things as killing people and killing donkeys. Don warned the funders.

After hearing this, the funder smiled bitterly and whispered: "If you don't say it, we won't dare to do it, because we can't guarantee that if we do, we will not be able to get out of the tomb alive." ”

Old Tang raised his eyebrows and said, "This group of foreigners really think that they are some kind of masters who are proficient in feng shui Taoism? The nonsense he had before was still a glimpse he accidentally caught a glimpse of when he was looking for Jin Zhumei in the library, but that's fine, at least this group of people won't have any crooked thoughts about themselves.

Thinking about what he didn't get, under the sight of the funder and others, Lao Tang climbed up the bone mountain and touched the golden coffin to prepare to open the coffin, completely ignoring the unbelievable fear in the eyes of the funder looking at him.

Old Tang, he actually misunderstood.

The reason why the funder didn't want to do anything to Old Tang was not that he was worried that he himself had any great mana and could kill the mercenaries before they could kill them, but there was an accident on the way to the main tomb before.

Maybe Old Tang ran a little fast and didn't pay attention, and when they passed through the area of the ancient sarcophagus, he led the way and ran over without any accidents.

But when he left with a large army, the patron of the mercenaries happened to look back and saw an unforgettable scene, among the hundreds of sarcophagi, at some point, countless decaying dead people sat silently, facing them like pilgrimages, and the dead people's eyes under the yellow bandages were as dense as a swarm of fireflies in the darkness.

Old Tang opened the golden coffin, and in it was a shriveled mummy, and there was no other description to depict it, because it was just a mummy that usually appeared in documentaries and archaeological books, which was featureless and terrifying.

"Heart, heart." Old Tang forced himself not to think about what he had, took out the knife in the tool bag on his waist and began to move his hand on the mummy, crackling and performing a thoracotomy on the mummy, who was very likely to be an emperor in ancient times, and pulled out the dry heart like a stone in his chest.

"Hey, man, I've been entrusted with trivial things, you've been hanging for so many years, it's useless to take it, don't mind if I borrow it to make ends meet." Old Tang took his heart and glanced at the mummy that had not changed much, and whispered.

The mummy's angle was looking down at Old Tang, and the eyeballs that had lost their eyeballs stared straight at his position, which made him feel a little mad, so he could only whisper a few more strange words, and turned around and buckled the coffin.

It's just that at the moment when the coffin was buckled at the end, I don't know if it was because of the sunshine or because Old Tang was dazzled, and a mellow gold lit up in the darkness inside the coffin, and it flashed.

Then the coffin closed, and the sound was heavy, as if it had closed an old and magnificent era.

"Found it, what you wanted." On the bone mountain, Old Tang fell with a sliding shovel and most bone fragments.

The funder immediately greeted him nervously, he couldn't believe that this heart praised by the warlords as the legendary 'eternal jewel' had actually been so successful, and according to local rumors, the pharaoh in this pyramid spent his whole life to find the eternal gem and placed it in his chest as his own heart, and then gained direct power and power to rule the sultan for nearly a hundred thousand years before he died of old age and was buried with him in history.

The funder carefully packed the precious heart in a jade box, put it in his backpack and told the mercenaries around him to forget about it, and at the same time took out a satellite phone and began to send messages to people outside the pyramid.

"Remember to hit my account." Old Tang patted the funder on the shoulder, and then looked back at the golden coffin: "Do you just take the heart?" That thing seems to be pure gold, why don't you carry it back together? ”

"No, no, please continue to lead the way and send us out." The funder holding the phone wiped his sweat and looked at the coffin with trepidation, wondering if the contents could also sit up and stare at him with golden eyes like the mummies in the sarcophagus area before.

"It's hard to make money, remember to give a five-star review, dear." Old Tang sighed, took out his mobile phone, and clicked the confirmation key for the completion of the task on the private customized APP of the hunter's website - there are some gaps at the top of the main tomb, and there are still some signals coming in the open air, and the satellite phone prepared before is useless.

It's just that at this time, just as Old Tang was about to put down his mobile phone, a call suddenly came into the screen, and he glanced at it and found that it was an ocean call.