"The more I look here, the more weird I feel, so let's leave early."

I pulled the fat man and Uncle Nine to the secret door, and a sense of foreboding that I had never felt before permeated my whole body.

I always felt that something was not right, but these bronzes were dead objects, and there was nothing wrong with them after careful investigation.

I pressed my heart that had been hanging in my chest, thinking that this might be the psychological pressure I had experienced after so many strange things.

At this moment, when he was about to bend down and burrow into the secret door, a muffled bronze crash behind him came to everyone's ears.

"Haunted!"

I couldn't help but look back, only to find that at this time, the bronze man who was still dozens of steps away from me instantly appeared two steps away.

This independent bronze figure was covered with a faint green patina, and at this time it was actually out of the original ranks.

I couldn't bear the pressure in my heart and told the fat man about this strange behavior, and the fat man in front of me was also a little arrogant and didn't care.

"Ganzi, are you a little nervous, I just looked at this bronze man carefully, and each one weighs half a ton."

"Even if someone were to follow them, they wouldn't have been able to move such a long distance in an instant."

He waved at me, probably blinded.

At this moment, I was convinced that the bronze statue was clearly in the queue just now, and then suddenly appeared behind me when I turned around again.

You can't be wrong with that.

I didn't speak, but responded with my eyes to the fat man, indicating that I wasn't lying or looking away.

The huge bronze figures refracted a ghostly light in the dim light, and their smiling expressions accompanied by the unique depiction style of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

People can't help but stand up at a glance, not to mention that this is still in the ancient tomb of the Qin Dynasty.

The fat man looked at me with a look on his face that gradually became solemn, and he knew that something must be quietly happening.

But he didn't dare to tell the others, but raised his torch and turned around and walked towards the bronze statue that had left the group alone.

The steps under his feet approached little by little with the bated breath, as if he was afraid of alarming an unknown thing hiding in the dark.

He came to the bronze statue, raised the torch to examine it carefully, and even flicked it vigorously with his hand.

"Bell."

The heavy, muffled sound of the bronze striking echoed in everyone's ears, as if nothing had happened.

It still stood in place, with a pair of exaggerated faces shaped like willow leaves** and a little weird, looking at the ground all the time.

Thinking back to the identical bronze statues in the queue, it seemed to be no different from the one in front of me, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was really dazzled.

At this moment, the torch in his hand suddenly flickered twice, and the sizzling sound made when the grease on it burned seemed to be about to run out, and it would not be long before it was completely extinguished.

I said in my heart that it was important to run for my life, maybe I was really dazzled just now.

This time I was the first to get through the secret door, followed by the little white face and the fat man, and the wide body of the dragon boy was responsible for the broken back.

The light of the torch in front of him revealed a dark tunnel, and the surrounding walls were covered with stones and irregular cuts.

It seems that the secret door was excavated in a hurry, and the crooked marks seemed to be hiding from something.

"The torch may not last long, everyone must be careful, it may take a while to move forward in the dark."

I turned around with a torch in my hand and told the crowd that walking in the dark in the tomb was almost like a blind man exploring the way.

What's more, we have to endure tremendous psychological pressure, and if the skeleton of a dead person suddenly appears in front of us, we will definitely be shocked.

At this time, I couldn't help but laugh at this thought of myself, when I was on a mission with the Spirit Slayer team more than ten years ago.

There was such a scene before, but now that I have experienced it a lot, I naturally will not be intimidated by the bones of dead people.

But Xiao Baiyan and Uncle Nine maybe.

I was fantasizing about how to scare Uncle Nine into fainting with a prank, and a naughty smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Maybe it's about to escape from Ascension, or it's about to meet my daughter, which makes my mood as good as a fat man.

I didn't think that this time the torch flickered twice, and then it was completely extinguished.

Everything came so suddenly, and the darkness was so completely enveloped in front of me that I could barely make out an outline when I turned to look at the others.

The pace under his feet couldn't help but slow down a little, for fear of touching some mechanism.

I never thought that when I turned around, a vague figure suddenly stood in front of me, standing quietly in the darkness.

I was so frightened that I took several steps back, because just before the torches went out, I remembered that there was nothing in the tunnel in front of me.

But where did this figure come from?

I couldn't help but grope my whole body, only to realize that there was still a lighter in my pocket that had not been exhausted.

"Bell..."

The familiar sound echoed in my ears again, and the muffled bronze sound accompanied the light of the lighter in my hand that gradually lit up the scene in front of me.

It was the bronze figure we had just seen in the tomb, and it had not yet stood firm on the ground as if it had just been moved by someone.

It is constantly shaking from side to side to make a strange sound of "bell" and "bell".

There was silence all around, only gusts of wind blowing through the narrow dark passages through the door, waving in the ears and making strange sounds.

I swallowed violently, and I didn't know how to describe the situation.

The bronze figure stood silently in front of me, as if it had followed itself the moment the torch had been extinguished.

The lighter in his hand emitted a faint glow, shining on the bronze face with a terrifying glow.

At this moment, even the dragon boy at the end of the team also had a situation, and after the torch was extinguished, two bronze figures covered with green paint quietly suddenly appeared in front of the fat man and the dragon boy.

The situation of the two men was very similar to mine, the huge bronze figure did not seem to stand still, until the subtle sound was like a magic spell that irritated the ears a little.

At this point, I really began to wonder if there was something in this tomb that didn't want us to leave.

"Fine, how do I feel like this is a mysterious sacrifice."

"You see, those bronze men are covered in blood troughs."

Behind him, Uncle Jiu's words echoed in my ears, although I was a little wary of him at this time, but he was the only one in the team with the most seniority.

I must know a lot more in this line of work than I know in the fat man.

The flashlight brightened and looked at the bronze figure in front of me, and at this time I found that the body of the bronze statue was indeed covered with fine lines.

These lines are like grooves for bloodletting, and when blood drips on them, they flow down the lines.

I thought to myself that these bronze figures had been following us all along, and they wanted to recreate the sacrifice of thousands of years ago in the tomb.