It wasn't until the night that I was suddenly awakened by the loud thunder, and after I opened the tent to reveal a gap, I was shocked by the scenes in the night sky outside the forest.

Dark clouds completely covered the night sky of the ravine, lightning crackled down with raindrops, and wild beasts in the mountains and forests fled in all directions with wails.

The swamp pits made of rainwater gathered more and more around the stone monument, and the next second something I never imagined happened.

The soil beneath the tent seemed to show some signs of loosening, followed by strange noises beneath beneath them.

"Boom."

Crackling thunder and lightning pierced the night sky, and one of them almost struck the tall stone monument beside him.

I couldn't help but crouch on the ground and listen to the sound of the soil, and I vaguely felt as if something was about to break through the soil.

It wasn't until the next second that he suddenly came to his senses, it wasn't that something was about to come out, but that it was about to sink down.

My face turned pale for a moment, and I didn't even bother to pick up my backpack, and the moment I tried to break out of the tent, the dirt under my feet was completely out of control and caved into a huge crater.

The rain made the surrounding dirt slopes extremely slippery, and I was wrapped in the tent like a chick about to break out of its shell, sucked in by the collapsed soil under my feet.

The rain mixed with the dirt kept lapping on me, and before I could get up again, the weightless distance had already fallen heavily to the bottom of the pit.

I hurriedly fought through my exhausted body and managed to get out of the tent, before I could even take a look at the surrounding scene.

More and more muddy water was pouring in from the hole overhead, and if the collapsed mud had not been killed by the man, he would have broken several ribs.

It was blurry in the dim light, and before I could even find my way to my backpack, I heard the sound of water rushing down behind me.

The tent that had fallen down before was completely crushed.

When everything finally calmed down, I gradually realized that this place was like the burial chamber of an ancient tomb.

The stone bricks covered with green moss are stepped on, and the mysterious patterns and ancient Taoist symbols engraved on them are particularly dazzling.

In addition to this, there are many bronze vessels such as small wine bottles and cups scattered all over the bottom of the pit, if it was from an earlier years.

When I found a bunch of such a large artifact, there must only be one thought left in my heart, that is, I am going to develop in this life.

The sound of crackling overhead was accompanied by the sound of rain flowing.

With an extraordinarily loud thunderclap exploding in my ears, it looked like something behemoth was about to fall from the cavernous opening.

When I looked up, I found that the stone tablet next to the tent had also loosened with the collapsed soil, and was about to fall from the narrow hole above my head.

Such a behemoth, which is about three meters high, if it smashes directly into the bottom of the pit, it will not only block all the way out.

If you don't know it, you will smash yourself into a pie in the entire narrow ear room.

Seeing this, I hurriedly began to frantically search for a way out of the narrow burial chamber, until I saw a dark tunnel in the corner.

Then he hurriedly got into it without looking back.

Immediately after that, there was a loud and deafening noise behind him.

The muddy water mixed with the dark artifacts at the bottom of the pit were shaken everywhere, and the huge stone monument overwhelmed the sky, just covering the narrow ear chamber.

When everything finally calmed down again, I couldn't help but look back, only to find that the entrance to the secret passage behind me had been stuck by the stone monument.

There was only a gap slightly larger than a fist, and a person of my stature would definitely not be able to get through.

The rain continued to pour into the ravine, and the roaring thunder accompanied the torrential rain became heavier and heavier, as if it was about to submerge the entire tomb.

I saw that the road behind me had been completely blocked, and I didn't know where the deep dark passage in front of me was leading, and I was in a dilemma.

Unable to help but sink his heart, he took out the flashlight in his backpack and the loaded pistol to see where the tunnel connecting the tomb's chamber led to it.

I turned up the flashlight to the fullest, and then tape it around the stump arm.

The faint light illuminates the deep darkness in front of you, and this corridor, which is less than a meter high, requires you to bend your head down.

Just when I thought that the tunnel was the main hall leading to this ancient tomb, I was completely stunned by the scene at the end of the scene.

Only one coffin was parked in the center of the narrow burial chamber, and there was also a deep tunnel in the corner that led to nowhere, and the cold air was constantly draining outward.

Such a narrow design of the tomb is simply unprecedented, and the ear chamber, which represents the burial goods, is connected to the main chamber of the tomb, and even the temple of worship has been omitted.

And the coffin in front of me, parked in a narrow burial chamber of less than 20 square meters, is also pitiful.

It's almost the smallest adult coffin I've ever seen.

Located near the dilapidated Jongmyo Temple of the former Yoro Ancient Kingdom, the lush trees and ravines on it look more like the mountain has changed over the course of thousands of years.

I suddenly became curious about the identity of the tomb's owner, turned my head to look at the murals around me with a flashlight, and the next second the scene above almost didn't frighten my spine.

The dimly lit mural was a huge white face, the dye on the walls swelling a little because of the way the rain had corroded it.

It's as if you're about to come back to life with your eyes closed.

Over the years, I have seen seven or eight ancient burial chambers, some of which are inexplicably weird, and some of which want to leave some mysterious secrets and information to the world through murals.

Only the tomb in front of me is not only small and pitiful, but even the murals are different, and the miserable white face on it inadvertently looks like it is enough to scare the visiting tomb robbers half to death.

I couldn't help but sit on the coffin and gasp for breath until my mood stabilized a lot.

The frescoes on three sides have only a few simple and inscrutable lines, except for a miserable white face drawn by dye on the wall facing the coffin.

The face had its eyes slightly closed, the contours of its face alone had taken up two-thirds of the entire wall, and the lines between its eyebrows seemed to reveal some indescribable awkwardness.

It doesn't look like the style of tomb paintings in the Qin and Han dynasties, but has a bit of artistic abstraction.

I looked at the rudimentary burial chamber and the frescoes in front of me, and I couldn't help but feel a little foggy in my mind, until the coffin board sitting under my butt suddenly cracked.

Subconsciously, I was so shocked that I couldn't help but jump to my feet.

It was then that I suddenly realized that it was not because of how heavy my weight was, but because the coffin in front of me was extremely thin, and it directly broke down into several planks with the slightest touch of my fingers.

At the same time, the remains wrapped in coarse cloth in the coffin were also revealed.