The dried corpse above my head maintained a strange posture, which made my scalp tingle densely, and the moment I fell to the ground, I rolled over and climbed up, catching the falling fire fold.

The fire flickered a few times in my hand and finally brightened, and I looked up again at the top of the groove, and saw that there was a dark groove under each of the dried corpses, like a diversion channel, which gathered all the corpse fluid from the dried corpses, and then flowed down the walls.

Although I was nervous and only glanced at it a few times just now, I still saw that the heads of these dried corpses were very well preserved, and every face looked at the ground hideously, and the cloudy eyeballs burst out, just like the Arhat statues in the temple.

The dark grooves in the wall converge at the base of the grooves, and then begin to spread out again on the wall, beginning to extend like branches. I reached out and touched the wall, and I saw that there were many small dark grooves under the corpse fluid, and the corpse fluid flowed through these cracks.

The corpse fluid flowed down the wall to the ground, and I crouched in the corner to see a finger-thick gap between the entire wall and the ground, and I could see a yellow-green goo inside. The gap began to extend in the middle of the wall, along the ground to the dark shadow in the middle of the cavern.

The wind I felt in the passage just now was blowing from the middle of the dark shadows, and it was pitch black all around, and there was no exit at all. I sat on the floor and rested for a while, lit a cigarette and smoked a few puffs, the ash smeared on my chest, the wound that had been torn in the fall, and the dark red blood ran down the hole in my fingernails.

I stood up and took a few steps towards the shadow, and just as I was three or four meters away from the shadow, I suddenly stopped. Suddenly, there was another sound in the footsteps reflected off the surrounding walls.

I stopped and stood in place, listened carefully for a while, and found that from the dark shadow in front of me, there was a slight creaking sound, like the sound of picking a wooden board with my fingernails, and the creaking and creaking came regularly, and I felt furious when I listened to it.

But after only a dozen rings, the sound disappeared, and I took a few steps forward, and suddenly I remembered a series of creaking sounds, like countless rats gnawing on wooden boards.

At this time, I was only more than two meters away from the black shadow, and in the faint light of the fire, I could see a huge black thing on the ground in front of me.

The black thing I saw just now turned out to be a huge black coffin, I turned my head to look at the side, and found that there was another one, and an angle was formed between the two coffins, and this dense creaking sound came from the coffin.

This is supposed to be a stone coffin, the outside is a layer of black stone monolithically hewn out, and the inside should be a wooden coffin. At this time, the creaking sound in the coffin was like grabbing a wooden board with a fingernail, and in this coffin, there must be a zongzi.

I took a step back, and suddenly I felt my foot step on a stone brick, and with a click, the whole stone brick sank in, and then the sound of chains pulling from the surrounding stone walls could be heard.

As soon as my frightened hand softened, the fire broke to the ground, and the moment the flame hit the ground, a fiery snake suddenly jumped up from the ground and began to burn along the groove in the ground.

There was a rancid smell in the air, as if there was a smell of sulfur, no, this was fire oil, and fire oil was poured into these dark troughs.

A fiery dragon sprang up from the dark groove in the ground and spread rapidly towards the wall where the dried corpses had been piled up. The flames burned into the dark groove in the corner of the wall, and suddenly a line of fire rose from the crack in the ground, and instantly burned the wall.

The slots in these walls were filled with oil, which melted as the temperature rose, and balls of fire dripped down the walls like droplets. In an instant the whole wall became a wall of fire, and waves of heat sprayed at me, and I hurriedly hid sideways behind the coffin, but as soon as I reached the side of the coffin, I saw the whole place by the bright light of the fire.

In the middle of this cave, there are a total of nine coffins, and eight huge plain black coffins are arranged in a circle, surrounding a mahogany coffin in the middle. The black coffins were huge, each more than two meters tall and four meters long, but the mahogany coffin was only the size of a normal coffin.

And on the lid of each plain black coffin, there was a black iron chain with the thickness of a bowl, which was connected to a huge iron ball at the top of the cave. The top of the iron ball is fixed to the roof of the cave, and it is connected to the eight iron chains hanging from the surrounding walls, and the other ends of these chains lead to the surrounding stone walls.

The sound of chains I heard just now was the mechanism in the stone wall. The chains were connected to each other in the walls of the cave, and finally at the top of the surrounding walls, leading to the iron ball at the top of the cave, and then the iron ball turned, and these chains opened the lids of the eight plain black coffins.

My scalp exploded at once, and eight coffins were raised at the same time, not to mention that I don't have any weapons now, even if I were given a machine gun, I wouldn't be able to strafe it.

The flames on the wall had burned all the way to the recesses at the top, and the dried corpses had already ignited, crackling and burning, and several of the dried corpses' heads had been sprayed out by the heat and flew to my feet.

I hurriedly shrank back, the faces of these dried corpses had melted together and burned into a black ball, but there seemed to be something else in the necks of these dried corpses.

I wrapped my sleeve around my hand, and went to move the heads of the dried corpses on the ground, and found that in the necks of the dried corpses there was a silver silk thread, which had been burned by this time.

I once heard my grandfather say that some people, in order to prevent the corpse from being destroyed after death, would place an eight-treasure rotor in the stomach of the corpse and attach a silk thread to the base of the tongue. As long as the tomb robber is disrespectful to the corpse and touches this silk thread, the Babao rotor will shoot out poisoned arrows, directly from the stomach.

But just now I looked at the stomachs of these dried corpses, and found that they were all shriveled and sunken, and it was impossible to hide the Eight Treasure Rotor, so what are these silk threads for?

I looked up at the iron ball at the top, and suddenly a flash in my mind broke out in a cold sweat, oh no, these silver wires are the lead of this iron ball. As soon as I was distracted, the two chains in the recesses of the wall began to turn, and there was a loud pulling sound.

In just a few seconds, all the chains began to turn, and the chains on the coffin lid were instantly tightened. I saw the iron ball on the roof of the cave sink down, and the coffin lid creaked around it, and a corner of the coffin lid was lifted.

I chuckled and shivered as I retreated towards the wall of fire, but when I got two or three meters closer, I felt that my hair had been burned, and the clothes on my body had begun to melt.

The eight coffins were like boxes, and the corner of the coffin lid was slowly lifted, and by the time I retreated to the wall of fire, the coffin lid had been opened by a third, and the coffin closest to me stretched out a wet and bloody hand from the inside the moment the coffin lid was lifted.