However, the two swords had just been unsheathed and inserted back in.

Because the expected harpoon did not pierce them, what punished them for their rough behavior was the countless clumps of slime that flew out of the coffin.

This trap is designed to be so insidious that a normal person would think that the two harpoons are traps when they see these two statues.

Those who are a little more thoughtful will at most think that the harpoon is a disguise, and the mechanism is in the other position of the statue, but they will never think that both statues are a disguise, and the real mechanism is in the coffin.

Liu Zheng and Wolf Heart didn't expect it, but fortunately, they were not normal people.

The two martial artists, who are powerful in the world of multiple missions, almost the moment the slime flies out, they use the famous stunt "Lazy Donkey Rolling" of hooligan fights and successfully dodge the trap.

The slime had corroded the ground and stone walls into a hole the size of a human head, and only the statue remained intact, seemingly immune to the slime.

The two of them broke out in a cold sweat, if this was sprayed on them, it was estimated that even the bones would melt away.

Cautiously approaching and probing, the two of them came together in front of the coffin again after no other mechanism was activated.

Lying in the coffin was a misshapen skeleton, his head still human-male, but the spine and hand bones were more like the two fish-man statues.

His long hands were crossed over his thighs, and where his palms were stacked was a bronze key.

Liu Zheng's muscles tightened, but he didn't take it immediately, but looked at the wolf's heart.

Wolfheart nodded, and pulled out the resistance bracelet again.

With props in place, he stretched out two fingers, grabbed the bronze key, and jerked it.

In the next second, the fish mouths of the two statues opened, and strange singing voices suddenly appeared in the minds of Liu Zheng and Wolf Heart.

The song is distant and quiet, as if it comes from the depths of the sea, telling the secret of the origin of life.

The song is peaceful and sad, as if it is a wanderer who has traveled far away, telling the longing for his hometown.

The song was sacred and deep, as if it were a devout believer, cheering and praising it.

The singing voice is singing:

"The Lake of Indians, Our Home"

"This beautiful place is in the middle of the desert"

"Our ancestors arrived before sunset"

"This green land"

"In the long time that has passed"

"Return..."

"Roar" A roar like a lion and a tiger swept through the underground palace and covered the singing.

"The Buddha Says that the Secret Mahayana Sutra is inconceivable" cloud: The Bodhisattva is now in the Great Bodhi Field, making a lion's roar, widely practicing the Dharma to all sentient beings, making the eyes of all sentient beings pure, and subduing all evil and strange theories with his correct Dharma.

"Don't recall, don't remember, leave, leave immediately." Wolfheart's face was extremely gloomy, and he urged repeatedly.

The three of them were awakened by the roar of a lion, and were horrified to find that a thin layer of scales had grown on their hands.

Hearing the cry of the Wolfheart, they immediately turned around and fled to the chute.

The sound of magic was filling, and the song interrupted by the lion's roar sounded again, and the scales on his hands grew again, and the itching continued.

Another lion's roar, and the song was interrupted again.

Liu Zheng knew the urgency of the form, reached out and grabbed Raphael's belt, stumbled under his feet, and lifted him face up in his hand.

"Hold your head." He let out a loud shout and threw Raphael down the chute like a bowling ball.

He grabbed Jack, who was a little resistant, concocted the same way, and climbed the chute himself.

The heart of the wolf followed, and the four of them used the power of the wilderness, constantly crawling on the net.

The song is still being heard, and the heart of the wolf constantly uses the lion's roar to fight.

Soon, her face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the clothes inside were probably already soaked with sweat.

"Hold me tight." Liu Zheng climbed in front of her, hooked her back foot, and picked her on his back.

When it comes to life and death, there is no shyness and hypocrisy at all.

The Wolf's Heart put its hands around his neck, and another lion's roar was close to his ears.

Liu Zheng's brain seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and there was a chaotic sound, and blood oozed from his ears.

He gritted his teeth, used his limbs together, and ran wildly like a mother bear carrying a cub on her back.

Finally, after the Wolfheart's last lion's roar had exhausted its internal strength, they saw the glimmer of light at the entrance.

Raphael and Jack quickly climbed up, and then stretched out their hands towards Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng put his hands together, kicked his hind legs, and flew out of the entrance with the power of this pull and kick.

He let go of the wolf's heart, and together with Raphael and Jack, he pressed his heel against the edge of the entrance stone, and kicked it several times, until the stone finally jammed the hole and cut off the singing.

"Huh?" Liu Zheng only had time to look at the scales on his hands again at this time, and found that they were constantly fading.

He lifted his clothes and saw that the face marks on his chest were constantly emitting a gray aura, pressing from his chest to the scales on his hands, destroying or devouring them.

The curse of the god of death is quite territorial, this is something I didn't expect, Liu Zheng shrugged his shoulders, this can be regarded as fighting poison with poison.

Raphael and Jack were not so lucky, and the scales on their hands were growing, and by now they were at the level of their wrists.

"Is there any way to do it?" Looking at their worried faces, Liu Zheng had no choice but to ask for help from the almighty Dora wolf.

"Nope." Wolfheart reached out, and scales grew from her wrists.

"Let's go out first, maybe the tribe's witch doctor can find a way." Raphael forced himself to compose.

The four of them walked out of the mausoleum, and it was already noon, and the scorching sun was burning their bare skin with impunity, and the tingling of their hands was replaced by tingling.

They were pleasantly surprised to find that under the sun's exposure, the scales were like dehydrated leaves, withering and falling off, and soon only two dark green scale marks remained.

"Great, it seems that this curse is afraid of the sun. Sure enough, evil is hidden under the sun. Raphael wept with joy.

"Don't rejoice too soon, the curse is not completely removed, and without the suppression of the sun, it will attack again." Jack poured cold water on him.

"I'm going to ask Ambrador if there's anything he can do." Raphael walked towards the captain of the Golden Scorpion.

Liu Zhengze took out the bronze key that he put into his arms.

"Item Name: Bronze Key"

"Item Level: Rank C"

"Item Effect: Opening the Gate to the City of the Deep"

"Notes: In the eternal mansion, the god of eternal sleep waits for you to dream"

Judging from the effect of the props, this key should be the one they are looking for.

But combined with the experience just now, the remarks in the form of the hymn made him feel very ominous, as if there was a great evil waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.

Liu Zheng looked at the "Teneya" mausoleum in the other direction, what terrifying and evil things were buried under that mausoleum?

What is the relationship between these two groups?

It was a race that came here by chance, in place of a vanished race.

Or is it that one ethnic group violently exterminated another ethnic group, but for unknown reasons, preserved the burial complexes of another ethnic group.

Perhaps, after exploring both mausoleums, the answer will be found.

It's a pity that Liu Zheng can't be sure that he still has a chance to come here again.

However, some truths may be more appropriate to let it fade into the long river of history.