I touched the black jade talisman on my chest, it was normal, and there were no signs of heat, so I knew that there was nothing dirty nearby.

Suddenly I felt a little uncomfortable in my throat, I tried to cough, but I couldn't cough, I tried again, but I was surprised to find that I couldn't make a sound!

How can this be, I'm dumb? I tried hard to shout out, but it was like a hard object blocking my voice, impossible! I'm wearing a gas mask! This thing doesn't work?

I tore off the gas mask, took a few deep breaths, still a little uneasy, took the mask back with me, and tried to shout again, but it all failed.

Forget it, I think, dumb is dumb, it's better than dying, maybe you can recover by going out to the hospital to see.

Since this is a tomb, if there is anything strange, it should be normal, but the dead man said that the ghost is here, and if that is the case, I must be careful.

Anyway, I don't need to communicate now, since I can't make a sound, forget it.

I slowly walked to the door where the figure had passed, and quietly poked my head out to see that there was a wider passage outside the door, and the top of the passage was made of the same material as the wall and the floor.

I carefully raised my legs and stepped into the passage, I tried not to make any sound with my hands and feet, the footprints on the ground were very messy, they were fresh footprints, I squatted down and carefully observed the shoe prints, according to the pattern of the soles, it was four people, except for the dead man, there were three people, their lives and deaths were unknown, and they did not know where they were.

After walking for a while, I stopped, because there was a lot of blood on the ground, and when I looked forward, there were many broken arrows scattered all over the passage, and I realized that this group of people must have been trapped when they came here.

The trigger point of this kind of mechanism is generally on the ground, I adjusted the headlamp, and then almost lay on the ground and looked at the ground in front of me, sure enough, there is a slightly raised floor tile not far away, if you don't pay attention to it, you really can't see it, once you step on it, there will be a dense rain of arrows flying around, this is a mechanism often installed in the tomb.

If it weren't for the previous team, if I had stepped on it, I might have become a hedgehog by now

I smiled happily, thinking that the methods of my ancestors were nothing more than that, but what happened later seemed to teach me a lesson in my thinking that I didn't know the height of the sky at that time.

I don't know if it's my neurotic problem, I can't help but look behind me every time I walk around here, because I always feel that someone is following behind me, this environment makes me feel very unsafe in my back, and it is also a great test for my nerves, after all, I am alone, and now I can't speak.

When I passed by a burial chamber, I couldn't help but turn my head to look inside, only to see a small coffin in the burial chamber, compared with the coffins I saw, this is like a mini version, at this time the coffin lid has been opened and fallen to the ground, there are some broken jars and debris around the ground, originally just to see, but I ghostly walked in.

It seems that this place has been visited by tomb robbers a long time ago, and if Sister Wang is here, it must be a familiar road.

That inexplicable curiosity drove my heart to beat wildly, and I walked into the tomb, and the light of the headlamp shone through every corner, and then my gaze stopped on one wall, and on one of the walls here was a painting, although it was broken, but it was still able to understand what it meant.

It was a child, holding a long sword in his hand, apparently practicing swordsmanship, and there was a table next to it, and several adults were sitting, but one of them caught my attention, he was very tall, and it seemed that the painter of the time had deliberately drawn it this way.

Just sitting down was much taller than the other adults, and looking at the looks, the painting on the man's face was actually damaged!

I was a little annoyed, but I took out my phone and took a picture of the mural.

My intuition tells me that the tall man in this painting may be the ghost shadow himself.

Damn, if it's true, how many years has this been and the ghost is still lingering, how much of a grievance has this been? I shook my head, no matter how much I was wronged, I can't kill people everywhere, my mother has a problem with her brain.

I put away my phone and was about to leave, but when I turned my head, I saw a figure lying in front of the door of the tomb where I came in, looking at me, and retracted his head the moment I turned around. Ran away.

I was so frightened that I took a step back, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant, and then I made sure that I had a previous thought, and there was really someone following me!

This guy seems to have been staring at me for a while! Is it a human or a ghost? No, there are footsteps when you run, it must be a person!

At that moment, I was shocked and angry, shit! Dare to scare Lao Tzu! I clenched my camp axe in anger and chased after me.