Through the hole in the coffin, through the light of the fire that was getting closer and closer, I could clearly see that the wooden box I had just touched was full of my own mud handprints, and there were my footprints and mud on the ground.

I instantly had an extremely ominous premonition that came to me. I thought to myself, to be a bad thing, there are so many handprints and footprints, it is impossible for them not to see them, and the handprints on the wooden box are very chaotic and too obvious. No, it's not just on the wooden box, it's definitely on the coffin I came in, and I've touched this coffin a few times, and I've also touched the lid of the coffin. I thought, this time it's bad, it's better not to hide, this hiding seems to be me not bright enough, once I am discovered, it will be really difficult to explain.

The fire is getting closer and brighter, and it is impossible for me to go out and erase my handprints now. For now, I can only hide in the coffin and silently pray to the Lord, Amen, the Jade Emperor, and Amitabha, not to let them find those handprints.

Thinking about it, how could it not be discovered, although this Wangxiang corridor was very wide, there were only coffins and wooden boxes on both sides, and it was impossible for them not to see it, unless they were blind. But the possibility that they are blind is already zero, because if they were blind, they would not have to carry torches.

I'm a little hesitant, whether to take the initiative to go out, if it's a peer, I won't do anything to me, after all, tomb robbers are all for money, maybe they can show me a clear way out.

Suddenly, I felt that something was wrong, the torches, the torches used by these people, in front of the Devil's Cliff on the Ancient Tea Horse Road last night, didn't I also see the torches? It's just that those torches are in the opposite cliff, and it is difficult to reach the light of the torches that night, and these are the same people.

Thinking of the torches of the coffin cliff, thinking about these coffins here, my heart said, could these coffins have been moved from the coffin cliff. The old degree of the coffins here does seem to have been exposed to the wind and sun outside, otherwise it would not have corroded so badly, and it seems that these coffins may really come from there. But I couldn't figure out for a while, why did they move the coffin here, and those wooden boxes, I couldn't lift them, and what were inside?

I decided not to hesitate anymore, I made up my mind, I can't go out, these people must not be simple, even if they are my peers, I can't risk going out.

The four men were approaching me, and as they got closer to me, the strange smell grew louder and louder, and soon they were in front of the coffin where I was hiding.

This time, I saw it clearly, all four of them were men, they all looked like they were about 30 years old, all of them were wearing Tibetan robes, and they were all patterned. They were all very tall, about two meters or so, and two of them were very burly, each carrying a scimitar, and one of them was holding a torch in his hand, but this torch was not made of wood, but a white stick.

No, it wasn't a stick, I immediately recognized what it was, it was a human thigh bone. I had to be amazed that they used human thigh bones to make torches, and it seemed that the strange smell I smelled was caused by human bones.

Smelling the strange smell and looking at the torches made of thigh bones, I was a little dazed, if I hadn't seen this scene with my own eyes, I guess no one would have believed it. Judging by the way they dressed, it is not difficult to see that these four people are all Tibetans.

All four of them held torches in their left hands and scimitars at their waists in their right hands, and they looked like ancient guards, but they were obviously not ancient people. Although they are all tall and burly, they do not have the temperament of the ancients, and there are some things that can be learned, but temperament is innate, and it is not something that can be learned if you want to.

One of them hurried to where I had fallen, and he didn't know what he was saying, as if he had spotted the mud pile with a surprised expression, and then the three men also walked to the mud pile, and looked up at the hole above.

The four of them stood in the mud and chattered at a glance, and although the voice was very loud, I couldn't understand a word. Speaking in Tibetan, they stood there and looked at the cave for a while, and their mouths were not idle, as if they were discussing something, and among them was a slightly thinner man, riding on a burly man, trying to poke his head out to look at the hole. But they tried several times, but they didn't succeed, not because they weren't tall enough, but because the mud pile was too big for them to get close to the center of the hole.

Suddenly, a man walked towards the wooden box, as if he had seen my handprint. At this time, my heart was very uneasy, because once they found the mud handprints, it meant that there were people here, and they didn't need to look carefully to see the handprints on the outside of the coffin.

The man walked over to the wooden box and looked at it, circled it around, and touched my clay handprints with his own hand, and then saw the expression on his face change, and immediately drew the scimitar from his waist, and shouted to the other three. The three men immediately walked over to the wooden box, drew their scimitars, and looked around.

It doesn't take much thought to know that they have already discovered my handprints and are on their guard. The burly man said a few words to the other person beside him, and the one who listened to him nodded repeatedly, and then took the torch and ran around the mud pile and ran inside.

It seems that the person who spoke should be the leader of them, but judging by his clothes, he was only a small head, because they were all wearing the same clothes, and did not show his rights, so I concluded that this person was just a little bigger than them, or an equal, and these people just listened to him voluntarily.

As for the person who ran inside, he should have gone to ventilate and report the news as he ordered, otherwise he would not have run in so anxiously, it seems that there are still people on the other side of the corridor. The other three men kept looking around until one of them pointed at me and shouted something.

Immediately after that, the three of them locked their eyes on the coffin where I was hiding, and when they saw that they were all looking at me, I was blindsided all of a sudden, and for a while, I didn't know what to do.

Seeing the three Tibetans all holding scimitars, I had an inexplicable fear in my heart, I had heard a friend say before that Tibetans are very natural, no matter what they kill, they don't even blink. I don't know if they understand Chinese, if they don't understand Chinese, even if I go out, I can't explain it clearly, and they won't listen to my explanation, so they will just give me a break.

I was thinking about how to explain it once I was discovered, when I saw two of them walking towards me, the scimitars in their hands had been set up to attack at any time, and the person who spoke just now was standing in place, staring at me with fierce eyes.