As soon as I took a few steps back, a pale cyan gas floated out of the crack in the lid of the coffin that had just been opened, although it was a gas, but in this burial chamber, under the faint light of the torches, it looked a little strange, it actually looked like an entity, floating in the air for about a minute, and then slowly dissipated.

The seventh master and Wang Chuyi also froze for a long time, and it seemed that it was the first time they saw this phenomenon, so they stopped what they were doing, Wang Chuyi turned his head to look at the candle in the southeast corner, and found no abnormality, the candle was still burning quietly.

Just when everyone was relieved and ready to push the lid of the coffin open, they heard a creaking sound on the walls of the tomb, as if someone was chewing crispy bones in their mouths.

After about half a minute, this sound gradually disappeared, and the seventh master raised the torch and walked towards the wall of a tomb, and took a look at it with the torch, and found that it was still a blue brick wall just now, but now it has become a mural! There was a pile of thin blue bricks and broken stones on the ground.

"You three, see if the other walls look like this!"

So the three of us walked towards the other three walls with torches, and when we got to the front, I raised the torch, only to find that there were murals on the wall where I was standing, and hurriedly said, "Seventh Master, I also have it here!" ”

"I'm here too."

"Here, too."

Huzi and Wang Chuyi's business came, and it seemed that the four walls of this tomb had all become murals, but there were many stone pillars in the middle of the tomb, and I couldn't see what was painted on the other three walls, but the wall in front of me was painted with a beautiful woman dressed in plain clothes, sitting on a round Eight Immortals stool, holding a pipa in her arms, her eyebrows lowered, and she seemed to be looking at me.

I walked a few steps left and right, and found that although the woman on the mural could not move, she painted a very three-dimensional picture, as if she was looking at me wherever I went, her face was full of sorrow, I touched the wall with my hands, and found that nothing unusual happened except for the cold wall, so I took the torch and returned to the coffin.

"These are fucking four paintings, what's the fuss, in my opinion, let's quickly open the lid of this coffin, take something and leave." Huzi said as he reached out and patted the lid of the coffin.

Wang Chuyi glanced at the candle again, and didn't seem to find anything abnormal, so he nodded at us, and began to continue to push the coffin lid, but who knows, this time the coffin lid became very light, and the four of us didn't notice it, and we used too much force to push the coffin lid several meters, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Huzi hurriedly used a torch to shine on the inside of the coffin, only to see a dark coffin lying quietly inside, and there are many patterns on the inner wall of the coffin, but because the lid was opened just now, into the air, it should have been oxidized, and now I can't see what the painting is, only on the right side of the inner wall of the coffin, I saw a very small line of ancient text.

Wang Chu looked at the small words, then looked up and asked the seventh master, "Do you know what is written on it?" ”

The Seventh Master shook his head.

Seeing that the outer coffin was opened, everyone stopped again, a little anxious, and hurriedly said, "What the hell can you write?" It's nothing more than some cursed words, what kind of coffin can't be a good death, etc. After speaking, he looked at the Seventh Master and Wang Chuyi, and seeing that they didn't move, Huzi continued, "Hey, I said, can we stop inking?" Hurry up and open the coffin and touch the gold, right? As he spoke, Huzi had already reached for the dark coffin.

The moment his hand touched the coffin, it quickly shrank back again, and I quickly asked, "Is there a feeling of cold electric shock?" ”

Huzi was almost stunned and nodded mechanically.

I looked up at the Seventh Master and wanted to ask what was going on, but I saw the Seventh Master and Wang Chuyi looking at the coffin inside with frightened eyes, and the focus of their eyes seemed to be close to me.

I hurriedly looked down, only to find that on the original dark coffin cover, there was a bloody footprint, and the position that appeared was just in front of me, at most about thirty centimeters away from me, this footprint was very small, not as big as my palm, but it suddenly appeared, it was inevitable that people were frightened, I instinctively took two steps back, and I heard a baby's cry, echoing throughout the burial chamber, the sound was very harsh, I couldn't help but cover my ears with my hands.

Looking up, the seventh master and Wang Chuyi also covered their ears with their hands with painful expressions, and I don't know how long it took, this sound gradually disappeared, and the tingling sensation in the ears was also reduced, I leaned over and looked inside the coffin, only to see that the original bloody footprints had now turned white, and it looked like it was printed on the lid of the coffin, and I couldn't help but be shocked, this fucking weird, this kind of yin coffin is better not to open, no matter what treasure he has in it, it is better than dying here.

Just when I wanted to persuade the Seventh Master and Wang Chuyi to give up opening the coffin, I felt a gust of wind coming from behind, and when I turned around, I didn't know when the candle in the southeast corner had been extinguished!

At this time, Wang Chuyi waved his hand at us one by one and said, "Withdraw!" ”

But before we could make any moves, there was another burst of infant laughter in the chamber, this time not loud, but very strange, as if it were laughing at us, as if I were looking at a pair of infant eyes on the top of the chamber, as if they were looking at their own toys.

At this moment, I only heard the seventh master shouting: "Not good! Seal the lid of the coffin! ”

I looked back at it, and saw that the corpse talisman originally painted by the Seventh Master around the coffin was rubbing white smoke! The blackened coffin inside the coffin opened and shook.

Seeing this scene, no one dared to covet the treasure in the coffin, and the four of us ran to the coffin lid, wanting to lift the coffin lid and then cover it again. But the four of us tried our best to lift the lid of the coffin, and the lid seemed to grow on the ground, and it didn't move at all.

The seventh master gritted his teeth and lifted the lid of the coffin vigorously, and said, "Work harder, try again!" ”

But no matter how hard we tried, the coffin lid just couldn't be lifted, and after trying several times in a row, and after all failures, Huzi stood up suddenly, picked up the miniature assault gun, and said: "Damn, I want to see what it is, and it can be more powerful than the gun in Lao Tzu's hand!" As soon as the words fell, Huzi played the last flashlight, stuck the flashlight on the gun, and shone forward, and the four of us instantly gasped.