The stone chamber was covered with traces of blunt excavation, and with the oracle bone inscription that suddenly appeared on the coffin in front of me, I couldn't help but guess.

This stone chamber would not have appeared on the island earlier than the tomb of the Jin concubine in the pre-Qin period, and the bronze statues cast in the Shang and Zhou dynasties would not have existed on the island long ago.

It's just that I had a preconceived idea that those bronze statues were cast by the Qin people.

Recalling the way to crack the underwater stone wall, it seems that it is full of mysterious sacrificial rituals, and even the lid of the sarcophagus in front of me is engraved with strange symbols.

Suddenly, the continuous heavy beating came to an abrupt end, and my heart seemed to stop abruptly, and even some fantasies.

Could it be that something in the coffin has found me?

There was something strange about it right now, and the sarcophagus that could make noises undoubtedly put some pressure on my tense nerves.

I couldn't help but push the sarcophagus back, but I couldn't help but miss the animal skin that peeked through the cracks.

I always felt that there was some kind of mystery in that thing.

In the end, he still couldn't resist the temptation, and pushed the coffin away a few more points, revealing a gap close to the thickness of his arm.

Hidden beneath the skin was a thick phalange.

The reason why I say that the bones are thick is because the half of the skeleton in front of me seems to be much stronger than ordinary people, and the leg bones alone are enough to be half the thickness of my arm.

The bones were also covered in scars, with holes in the shape of arrowholes or gaps that had been smashed by blunt objects.

It is not difficult to guess that the owner of this sarcophagus must have been tortured and killed during his lifetime, and even the scars left on the bones are so tragic.

As the strange sounds ceased to appear, I vaguely felt that I was getting bolder, and there were no other strange sounds in the stone chamber except for the occasional sound of running water in the pool behind me.

I couldn't resist pushing the lid of the sarcophagus and pushing it away completely.

An extremely strange tall skeleton came into view, lying flat in a huge sarcophagus and wrapped in animal skins.

Except for the scars on the bones and the size of the bones that are much larger than normal, there seems to be nothing wrong with them.

There are many oracle bone inscriptions on the hides that I can't read, and these ancient words seem difficult to translate even in the hands of today's professors.

And when I lifted the animal skin from the bones little by little with my hands, the scene in front of me really shocked me into a cold sweat.

It turned out that the upper part of the skeleton was even more damaged, the bone was even powdered, and a hole appeared in the skull, which was full of cracks.

The mouth of the hole is facing the center of the eyebrows, as if someone has directly nailed it into it with an iron awl.

In addition to the skins and skeletons of the empty sarcophagus, there was a small tripod covered with patina, the original patterns on which had been eroded and blurred.

At this moment, there was a violent rattling sound in the waterhole behind me, and I was so shocked that I suddenly looked back to find that the waterhole was calm and terrible, as if there was nothing.

"If that's the case, how did the sound of the water just come about?"

I suppressed the fear in my heart, and little by little I collected the animal skins on the skeleton and put them close to my clothes.

I thought that if I had the opportunity to escape, I would definitely decipher the meaning, maybe the oracle bone script on it was the key to this ancient tomb.

When I turned around, I was still subconsciously looking at the skeleton, his empty eyes empty as if he were staring at me.

Looking at the huge hole on his forehead, he felt a little cold on his forehead at first, but when he looked more closely, he found an extremely terrifying and strange fact.

I was wrong in my judgment just now, this hole didn't look like it had been smashed out, and the smooth cracks on the edge of the hole were almost exactly the same as the two eye sockets below.

My heart thumped, and an extremely terrifying and strange truth instantly appeared in my mind.

That is, this corpse had three eyes before it was born, and this terrible discovery made me feel a little terrified.

Infant malformations did not seem to be uncommon in ancient times, but they were usually killed as youkai.

The fat man once told me that he and his master had found the corpse of a conjoined baby in an ancient tomb.

At that time, the corpse was coated with mercury for embalming, and it was still a strange corpse baby with two heads growing in a male and female, although nothing strange happened later.

But he said that the body of the conjoined baby was too profound for him to forget for the rest of his life.

At present, the mysterious skeleton that appeared in the coffin seems to be a deformed child born in the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

But he doesn't seem to have been killed as a youkai, but instead lived to adulthood, and his body was larger than the bones of ordinary people.

On top of that, I even found a pile of bronze powder underneath the corpse, something resembling patina that had also been found on the corpse of that unit.

The mystery seemed to be getting more and more confusing, and I couldn't help but retreat in my heart as I held back my head, which was about to collapse.

According to the fat man's character, if he returned to the team, he would never leave me alone, and the sound of the pool flowing behind him echoed in his ears.

Suddenly, it seemed as if something had hit the shore along the current.

I suddenly turned around to find a glass-like bottle washed up the pool.

In the dim light, you can faintly see a sleeve in the bottle, which seems to be the clothes of someone in the team, and the color should be Longzai's.

I perked up all of a sudden, thinking that Uncle Nine must not be able to find me, so I threw the sleeves of my shirt into the pool with the glass bottles left by the team.

I hope to be found by the current.

At present, it seems that the flame of hope is gradually burning in my heart, and I feel that I should not be discouraged.

But now I have a more difficult problem, that is, how to ensure that I can swim back to the shore without lack of oxygen.

The light under the water was extremely poor, and with that man-eating black fish, it was difficult for me to guarantee that I would be able to find the team safely in the event of a lack of oxygen.

The air in the stone chamber is getting thinner and thinner, and it seems that the water here has only relied on the flow of water to bring a little oxygen in.

At the moment, there was more carbon dioxide and exhaust gas in the stone chamber that I exhaled, and as my head ached, I could clearly feel that there was less and less oxygen, and that I might be in danger of suffocation at any time if I dragged it on.

"Success or failure depends on the will of God, if my Ganzi life should not be extinguished, I will definitely be able to find an exit safely."

At this moment, I couldn't help but put everything in my heart, and then I suddenly took a big breath of air and plunged into the water again.

The dim underwater vision was so poor that I was swimming almost randomly, and I only felt that my bare skin had been soaked and a little swollen, and I was even unconscious.

In this way, I don't know how far I have swam, I just feel that my brain is a little hypoxic, and there is a light on the top of my head.

I was overjoyed at the thought that I had found the exit so easily.

I even fantasized about Uncle Nine and Longzi waiting anxiously for me on the shore, even though there was no food in the team.

But the fat man had found two cans of expired compressed military rations under the improvised headquarters and table left by the troops in Yongdaoli.

There is a can that seems to be a canned braised beef.

The more I thought about it, the hungrier I became, and the hungrier I was in the water, the more I couldn't help but swim desperately.

When I surfaced, the scene in front of me was not as beautiful as I imagined, and even a little familiar.

The lid of the sarcophagus on the high platform rested silently against the ground, and the empty stone chamber was empty.

I never dreamed that I would be back here after diving underwater, and that the oxygen in the stone chamber was getting less and less, and even a little more time would not be enough.