There are so many grave passages nowadays, and it is certainly not that all of them lead to the burial chamber area.

To be honest, I also know in my heart that the probability of the tomb road I chose leading to the tomb area is not large, after all, the length of this tomb road is already beyond common sense.

As for where this tomb leads, I don't know what to do now.

Walking slowly in the tomb alone, the dim and cold feeling became extra obvious, and he unconsciously pulled the clothes on his body.

"I don't know how they're doing now."

I sighed leisurely, although I didn't say a few words to most of the people inside, but I was also a partner who went to the tomb together, and in terms of friendship, it could be regarded as a friend of life and death.

Worry is worried, but I don't have any thoughts in my heart to go back to them, this line of work has always been life and death, the ferocity of this zongzi is estimated to be a rare thing in a thousand years, if they have a lot of experience in the hands of the masters can not deal with this thing, then I used to die in vain.

All I can do now is get out of this graveyard as soon as possible and find a way ahead to meet up with the others who have escaped.

I walked forward for an unknown amount of time, and suddenly, at the moment when I landed on the next step, all of a sudden, the hairs on my whole body exploded violently, and a cold cold air penetrated the back of my head, and my hands and feet became cold for a while.

"Click....."

A very small sound, but now it was heard very clearly in the quiet tunnel, this sound was all too familiar, it was the sound of a mechanism activating.

My whole body froze, and I didn't dare to move, and I walked along the graveyard without touching any mechanism, which had already dissipated my vigilance.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the stone bricks on the ground under my feet slammed into a black hole, and before I could react, my whole body immediately fell down the exposed pit.

Bang!

I slammed on the ground, grinning in pain, fortunately the height was not high, judging by the time of landing, that is, three or four meters, and there was no head to the ground, although it hurt, but it was not unbearable, and there was no too serious injury.

I quickly turned on the flashlight and quickly looked around with the light of the flashlight.

This is another stone room, there is no exit, if you don't count the entrance when I fell, this stone room can be said to be a secret room, the surrounding walls are a whole, no longer like the previous tomb in the pile of bricks, the whole stone room is not anything, only a few clay pots in the corner, it looks like a stone room that has been abandoned.

I have a headache, not because of the fall, but because of all this in front of me, the layout is so blank, the wall and the ground are completely one, it doesn't look like there is some mechanism, the entrance above is quickly closed, it is completely like a closed jar.

This situation is familiar to me, as it was in the first tomb I went to.

It's just not exactly the same, and here I have a feeling of gloomy energy, and my whole body is quite uncomfortable, but I can't say what is wrong.

After looking up and down for a long time, I finally decided to start with the jars in the corner.

These jars are all placed on the bright side, and they don't need to go through too much thought, which is very time-saving, and the main thing is that many tomb treasures will be hidden in the container, and this clay jar can be regarded as a kind of container.

Walked quickly to the front of the crockpots, these crockpots are not big, the crockpots are sealed with lids, and I don't know what is pasted on them.

The moment I got close to the jar, I probably already knew where the gloomy feeling came from.

The closer I got to the jar, the stronger the feeling became, and apparently my previous bad feelings were all related to the jar.

Standing in front of the jar, I let out a long sigh of relief, and my expression became a little cloudy and tangled.

The possibility of danger and the possibility of treasure in this jar can be said to be half and half, which is the same nature as opening the coffin.

After a moment's hesitation, I gritted my teeth and picked up the jar closest to me.

The jar was very light, not as heavy as I thought, the whole thing felt more hollow, but when it shook slightly, I could hear a slight sound coming from inside, it should be something.

One hand plucked on the crockpot, and with a little force, the lid of the crockpot was lifted immediately, and the moment the lid of the crockpot was lifted, a foul smell immediately wafted out of the crockpot and into my nostrils.

I subconsciously held my breath, looked down, and couldn't help but shake a spirit.

This jar is not a treasure, but a small human head, which has rotted to the extreme, and there is not much flesh left, judging from the size of this head, it should only be a baby's head.

I didn't know what this stone chamber was for, and I didn't know whose idea it was to be cruel, but for a moment, I was silent for a moment, and slowly put the jar on the ground.

The other jars don't need to be looked at anymore, and they are probably the same as this one.

After looking at the jar, I immediately retreated to the corner of the wall, slowly squatted on the ground, and sighed faintly.

To be honest, I don't have any idea how to get out of this stone room.

Giggle.....

Suddenly, just as I was sighing, I heard a giggle, crisp and immature, the laughter of a baby.

In this empty burial chamber, this faint laughter began to slowly amplify, and I had a very bad feeling when I thought of it going to the baby head in the jar.

The goosebumps all over my body stood up, and I was so panicked that I didn't know why, my legs were a little weak, and I felt very difficult even to stand.

I finally struggled to get up, and I saw that the lids of the jars, which were originally airtight, seemed to be under some kind of pressure.

"Boom!"

With a small sound, several lids were bounced out, and a puff of black smoke came out of the jar.

The laughter became clearer and more numerous in this moment, and at this moment, I was like a turtle trapped in a jar.

Firmly close to the corner of the wall, he pulled out a jar of black dog blood from his bag with his backhand and lit it on his head.

I don't know what it is, but the black dog's blood exorcises evil spirits, so I think it should have some effect on these things.