This is really just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den!

I took a few heavy breaths, as if trying to adjust my whole state of mind, and it was not until a moment later that my whole mind calmed down.

"Open it, no matter what stuff is in here, for us who have already fallen for witchcraft, the worst outcome is just a dead word."

After I took two deep breaths, Qian Lao spoke slowly on the side.

Qian Lao's words woke me up, no matter how dangerous it is, for us now, we have no right to give up.

If the result of one witchcraft is the same as the result of two witchcrafts, then there is no escape from a dead word.

I already clearly felt that the unconscious part of my foot was much larger than it was when I first entered the witchcraft, and I guess if I dragged it on like this, when I lost the feeling of one foot, I would really have to wait for death in the cemetery.

I bit the tip of my tooth hard, pulled a small pole out of the package, and walked towards the jar closest to me.

This is the center of the stone chamber with a total of nine jars, and the altars are not arranged in many regular ways, just randomly stacked in the center of the tomb.

Because of the close proximity of the jars, and the fact that they did not seem to be all full of things, and vibrated with each other, it was difficult to tell from which jar the heartbeat I had heard was coming from.

But it doesn't mean much to me, and now it's a lot of time for us.

There's plenty of time to open the jars one by one.

"Bang!"

The crowbar was easily lifted on the top of the clay pot, and with a soft sound, an indescribable smell wafted out of the ceramic pot.

This smell is very peculiar, it is not a smell, but it does not go well with the incense, it is a smell that I have never smelled.

This smell was very strong, even Qian Lao, who was standing a little farther away, seemed to smell this smell, and took two steps forward, trying to see what was in the jar.

But naturally, as I was relatively close to the altar, I was the first to see what was in the jar.

When my eyes fell on the altar, my eyes immediately showed a little horror.

The jar contained a blue liquid, and in this liquid, a bright red heart was soaking in levitation.

The whole jar contained only one heart, and no other organs connected to it, and the heart was constantly beating and contracting.

Is this also a form of witchcraft? A single heart, without the supply and transmission of other organs, can maintain a thousand years of beating?

I stood silently speechless, and the feeling was so strange that it was like a pair of invisible hands were holding my neck.

Even the old Qian on the side, a veteran who doesn't know how much he has experienced, is the same, his eyes are round and wide, and he can't speak for a while.

But then I reacted and quickly opened the other jars.

When I opened the other eight jars, I was presented with a complete scene.

Each jar contained a heart in a blue liquid, and the heart was beating strangely in the middle of the liquid.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

After opening the lids of all the jars, I could clearly hear the sound of my heart beating more clearly than before.

I stared at these jars, and the nine hearts in front of me were beating at the same frequency, and it was precisely because of this that I had no way to discern which altar to place in when the lid of the jar was not opened.

All hearts beat at the same frequency, and because of this, all hearts sound like just one sound.

The moment I saw these nine hearts, a puzzle rose in my mind, what exactly are these nine hearts for? Why is it here?

Could it be that this jar is not the product of witchcraft? Is it the basic sorcery material?

But if that's the case, something doesn't seem quite right.

But if I had to say something wasn't right, I couldn't tell the truth, but my instincts reminded me.

"Old Qian, didn't you find anything wrong?"

"I always felt that something was wrong here, but I can't say exactly what was wrong, but it had a weird feeling."

As I spoke, I turned my head and stared at Qian Lao behind me, Qian Lao, both in terms of seniority and experience, was much better than me, maybe he found something strange.

"I feel the same way, it's weird, but it seems like I've seen it somewhere."

Qian Lao stared at the jars in front of him slightly, his eyes quickly searched up and down the jars, and then squinted slightly.

I took two steps back and half-sat on the ground.

No matter what the contents of this jar are for, and what reason the tomb owner placed it here, in short, it will definitely not be a good thing, and naturally the farther away the better.

This time Qian Lao had a lot of time to think, half an hour passed, but Qian Lao still didn't move, and I yawned boredly.

Although I am now in the stage of rest, but in the process, my eyes have been glued to the direction of the altar, and I have not relaxed my vigilance.

Suddenly, my eyes noticed that Qian Lao's entire body trembled, and his face turned extremely white in a moment.

It's not that I haven't seen this expression before, but it usually happens when it's extremely dangerous.

For example, in the tomb of Xia Yan, the strange thing that is immortal and immortal is encountered.

However, Ren Qi's face was pale, less than half of this time!

I felt a chill in my body, not only physically, but also in my heart.

I don't know what Qian Lao thought of, but with such an expression, it is absolutely impossible to think of anything good.

can make old rivers and lakes like Qian Lao show such expressions, I'm afraid we are really hanging this time!

In the next moment, I saw Qian Lao turn his head with some difficulty, staring at the direction I was in.

"Little Brother Li, I'm afraid this time, there is no way for us to leave this tomb."

Qian Lao didn't explain anything to me too much, just threw down such a sentence, but the more this happened, the more it made me feel weak.

Logically speaking, the most taboo thing in the line of inverted buckets is to say such a thing.