The scene in the room was eerie, the deputy leader was lying on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed, and his left hand in a state of dry corpse.

It was as if he had lost his blood and muscles in an instant, leaving only a layer of blue-gray skin wrapped around his bones.

And on his forehead, a crack appeared, which looked like a third eye.

The tomb robbers carefully examined the forehead of the deputy chief.

It turned out that the tear was not artificial, but rather a wound caused by something breaking through the skin.

Everyone immediately thought of the two corpses.

In those days, tomb robbers would pay special attention to this kind of thing.

The leader immediately contacted a shaman and invited him over.

The shaman has been working with the grave robbers for more than a decade, breaking down several particularly sinister cults for them.

As a grave robber, it is very necessary to have such resources.

Three days have passed since the shaman came.

During these three days, four more tomb robbers died, all in the same condition.

This speed of death almost collapsed the tomb robbing team that had been in shape for nearly thirty years.

The shadow of death seemed to hang over everyone's head.

The moment the shaman entered the house, each grave robber felt as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he wanted to vomit blood.

The shaman's face turned pale in an instant.

Seeing this scene, even the leader was stunned on the spot.

In the more than ten years of working with the shaman, the leader had never encountered such a situation.

The most dangerous one didn't reach this level.

He knew the power of this shaman, otherwise he would not have been able to entrust the lives of a group of brothers to him.

When the leader came to his senses, he hurriedly helped the shaman to sit down.

Before the shaman could speak, he offered a price that was almost impossible to refuse.

All the tomb robbers who heard it were stunned, it was almost all their wealth for thirty years.

The leader stretched out his hand to signal everyone to remain silent, and he looked at the shaman silently, waiting for a reply.

To the leader's surprise, the shaman refused this offer without the slightest hesitation.

"I don't want money, but I'll stay here, and when I step here, I can't get out."

The shaman's words made the leader cold, and the lack of silver only showed that the dead could not spend money.

"After this time, no matter how many you can live, you will all disperse, and never go to the grave."

Anyone could understand this sentence, and the mood of the tomb robbers collapsed almost instantly.

Three of them ran out on the spot, and the shaman motioned to the leader not to stop him, and stopped talking.

That night, the shaman sat in the courtyard all night, and no one died that night.

But the chieftain apparently did not think they were safe.

He actually thought about seeking help from his family, but reselling the body without permission had violated the rules set by the family at that time, and once it was reported, the result for everyone was quite miserable.

Therefore, the leader has been hesitating, and the two did not seek the help of the family.

At this point, he missed the last chance that could be recovered.

For three days, the shaman lasted only three days.

During these three days, the shaman lost all his portable artifacts.

He was completely resisting with his own qi and blood.

By the time the family found the tomb robbers, the shaman was powerless to speak.