As the raindrops slapped against me, the air suddenly became damp.

The sound of crackling echoed in my ears with the sound of thunder, and I noticed that something seemed to be shining under the two old trees at the top of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, when I squatted down to take a closer look, the rain had already fallen like a scoop, and I don't know if it was due to psychological reasons, or if the weather here was a little abnormal.

I actually felt that the dark clouds above my head were taking special care of myself, although there were raindrops falling under the mountain, but it was not so strong.

And the shining thing in the grass turned out to be an ancient jade pendant, with a rotten and unpleasant smell on it, as if it had just been dug out of a tomb.

I grabbed the jade pendant in my hand, and just wanted to run along the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain to avoid the rain, but I didn't expect that it was already too late at this moment.

The pouring rain pooled in the hollow of the hilltop at your feet, and there seemed to be a hidden sound under the slippery earth.

I froze and listened carefully, and then the next second my heart suddenly chuckled.

"Run, this tomb is going to collapse."

This is the only possibility I can think of at this time.

It's just that this mysterious ancient tomb hidden in the mountains has a huge scale.

Even if there was a possibility of a landslide due to the collapse, I didn't have time to think about it, so I desperately followed the path I had come from to get back to the mountainside.

Unexpectedly, there was a thunderstorm behind him, and the sound of collapse was accompanied by rolling thunder, and the two old trees on the top of the mountain rolled down.

My body fell backwards as if uncontrollably, and the muddy rain and soil weighed on me, making it impossible for me to stand up for a while.

I could only watch as I slipped into it with the huge hole that collapsed on the top of the mountain.

When I woke up, I couldn't see anything around me, and I just vaguely guessed that I must have been swept into the tomb.

At the beginning, although I was curious about where this ancient tomb was buried, I didn't want to go to the tomb, and I was already disheartened since I broke my hand in Xiangxi.

I patted the dirt on my body and tried to find a way to escape in the dark, but I didn't expect to run into walls in the dark environment.

It was as if I was stuck in a narrow mountain space, because there was no light source and I didn't know where I was in the collapsed tomb.

The familiar and frightening feeling of depression in the darkness once again enveloped my heart, and I resisted the fear and groped forward a little bit, but I didn't expect that the damp soil under my feet would tremble and collapse again in the next second.

This time, I felt like my legs were sinking into the dirt and couldn't pull them out, and then the world spun around and was almost buried alive in the darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, there was already a faint light in front of him, and he stepped on the sunken stone slab of the ancient tomb.

The walls of the surrounding corridors were covered in moss, and a large hole appeared in the ceiling overhead, from which he seemed to have just gotten out.

The black paint in front of him was still not clear, but he could vaguely guess that he should have really come to the interior of the ancient tomb.

Looking at the dim corridor in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

Along the way, it seems that the old saying has really been answered, the hemp rope is broken in detail, and bad luck always haunts the hard-working people.

Since embarking on a trip to Xiangxi, his fate seems to have changed completely, and he has been sucked into the deep whirlpool and cannot extricate himself.

And the strange patterns on the bluestone bricks under his feet have never been seen before, and he can't figure out what age the tomb is for a while.

As you walk along the tunnel, the view in front of you gradually widens.

The water droplets oozing from the cracks in the stone behind him fell to the ground with a strange sound.

I don't know how long I walked, but suddenly there was a burst of light at the end of the narrow corridor in front of me, followed by a fragrance that I had never heard before.

I stopped and couldn't help but pinch my face with my hand, for fear of falling into some kind of weird trap illusion again.

Unexpectedly, the surrounding scenery did not change this time, and this strange fragrance did echo in the ancient tomb corridor.

I stood there in a daze, at a loss, my nose was a little attracted by the smell, and I wanted to run quickly to find the source.

The smell of this kind wafting from the strange Lonely Mountain Tomb is very weird, and people have to be wary.

Unexpectedly, with his own pace, he approached the end of the road little by little, and what caught his eye was a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

On the main hall of the ancient tomb at the end of the tunnel, there was actually a table of wine and food, and two white grease candles were slowly burning.

The two beams of light that I saw in the darkness just now should have come from the white wax that was lit in front of me.

The scene in front of me completely subverted my cognition, the ancient tomb is a forbidden place for the living, a resting place for the deceased.

I had never heard of a tomb with a table of wine and food, and looking at the place in front of me, it was as if it was deliberately welcoming everyone who broke into the ancient tomb.

Such a tomb owner is too surprised, I'm afraid that even Wu Laogou, who traveled south and north before his death, has never seen such a strange scene in front of him.

The candles glow with a dim yellow glow, illuminating the delicacies on the table.

And when I got closer a little bit, I found that the dishes on the table had already been decomposed by the damp environment and mold of the ancient tomb, and turned into black residues thousands of years later.

There was only one jar of unopened old wine, which was fragrant in the dim light, and the smell of wine seemed to fly out of the jar.

I couldn't help but wrinkle my nose and smell it, only to realize that the fragrance I had smelled before was the smell of wine coming from the jar.

Looking at the stone table placed at the end of the corridor of the ancient tomb in front of him, this jar of fine wine that has been dusty for thousands of years seems to have been prepared for himself by the owner of the tomb.

I couldn't help but shudder at the thought of this, and even took two steps back with my legs involuntarily, who is the owner of this ancient tomb.

I had never heard of a table of food and wine in the tomb to welcome every grave robber who came here, and my mind became more and more confused.

In the dim light, his eyes always inadvertently looked at the unopened old wine on the table.

At this time, this jar of wine seemed to have an unprecedented attraction to my hungry self, but such a strange tomb that I had never seen before made me feel more and more uneasy.

Who is in this tomb?

I vaguely noticed that there seemed to be space behind the burial chamber with the table, and that there seemed to be something on the other side of the table, staring at me with a pair of eyes.

This time I was really startled by what I saw, until I had the courage to pick up the white candle on the table and move closer to the corner hidden in the darkness.

In the dim light, the other side of the table was gradually enveloped in light.

The first thing that caught my eye was a miserable white face, and I, a man in my thirties, almost didn't scream.

In the end, I found out that this face was actually painted on the wall, and looking at the decoration on it, it should be a portrait of the owner of the tomb.

The whole tomb induced unprecedented weirdness, and it was only then that I finally saw the slightest clue about the tomb's owner.

The portraits of the ancients carved on the wall in front of me are rich, or perhaps because the dye is corroded, the faces of the people in the painting are extremely pale and even a little abstract.

And what made me shudder the most was that his eyes seemed to be staring at me through the walls all the time.

From every angle, he seemed to be staring at me.