Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Tomb ...... [Ask for Collection]

I took a picture of my phone in front of me, and found that it was a stone platform, and raised my phone, this stone platform was in the center of an empty cave, and there were steps up the platform on all sides.

I swallowed and walked up the stone steps.

When I got up the stairs, I held my phone above my head, and I was so frightened that I took several steps back.

On this platform is a pitch-black sarcophagus.

The huge coffin gave me a very oppressive feeling, and it made me feel terrified in my heart, which was really strange.

How could there be a coffin in such a dark cave? Who will this sarcophagus belong to?

And I saw that there were four stone pillars at the four corners of the platform, each with four stone lanterns, and on the four stone pillars there was a snake carved around and circling as black as ink.

There is a tomb in this place.

Who built it inside!?

And I also saw some strange words carved on the ground, which looked like spells, but I didn't recognize any of them.

I was so nervous and scared.

In this huge cave, I'm afraid no one knows that there is a stone platform in the innermost part, and there is such a huge sarcophagus in the middle.

Who the hell made this thing!?

Could there be a person lying in the stone coffin?

But that's not what I'm supposed to think about right now, no matter who it is, I'd better save my life first.

Thinking of this, I am about to retreat down the stone steps.

But when I retreated, my phone took a picture of something on the sarcophagus, and I squinted my eyes and took a serious look at it, and found it somewhat familiar.

Then I couldn't help but move forward, and after finding that there was no hidden weapon, I took two steps forward, and squatted down with fear.

My heart was beating out, though.

But I stretched out my phone to illuminate it, and saw a statue dug out on both sides of the coffin, this statue was particularly weird, half Buddha and half ghost, like a ghost-faced Buddha.

I recognized it almost at first sight.

The statue on this coffin turned out to be exactly the same as the Yin Bodhisattva that my grandmother worshipped in the shrine of our house.

My heart shook.

What the hell is going on!?

In fact, when I was very young, my grandmother enshrined the Yin Bodhisattva in the hall, but I don't remember exactly when it started.

But from what I can remember, what comes to my mind is my grandmother's clumsy back, and every New Year's festival will incense the Yin Bodhisattva early in the morning, and then go to the table to eat.

Could it be that there is some secret in this that we don't even know!?

I was lost in thought, and instead of paying attention to my surroundings, I heard strange noises.

It's like a rat biting a plank, chirping, a little cautious.

I instinctively looked around, but I didn't see anything wrong, and the sound was gone from the moment I looked back.

Maybe I'm too nervous and haven't slept well in the past few days.

Coupled with the long hours of running and panicking, it is not surprising that auditory hallucinations occur.

But as soon as he turned his head, the chirping voice appeared again.

And this time, it was obviously louder and more real than what I had just heard.

There have been so many strange things happening lately, and I've seen a world I haven't seen in so many years, and I'm especially interested in this strange sound that suddenly appears.

I couldn't help but start trembling, and my face was blue, but I still couldn't help but look back.

This time, the voice didn't go away after I turned around.