This was really unexpected, Wu Zhiyuan never thought that this person who was lying there and couldn't move, and looked dying, would suddenly pounce on him, so he jumped backwards like a reflex.

After jumping away, Wu Zhiyuan found that the person who was on the ground was described as withered, so thin that he was almost covered with bones, at this time he was lying on the ground weakly, and he wanted to raise his head very hard, stretched out a pair of hands on the ground and kept scratching, and the chains of his feet made a burst of sounds.

While seeing the other party's short arms, Wu Zhiyuan was taken aback, because those arms were very short, not at all the length of normal people's arms, but like an adult with a pair of underage children's arms. Wu Zhiyuan was puzzled, and at this moment, the man's head was finally half raised, and he squinted at Wu Zhiyuan.

"It's actually a tiger!" Wu Zhiyuan almost screamed out loud, that face was not human at all, but a tiger all the time.

Ma Hu is tall and strong, and infinitely powerful, not at all the skinny appearance in front of him, presumably this Ma Hu has been locked here for a long time, so it will become like this.

In ancient times, large mausoleums often stocked poisonous snakes, spiders and other poisons in the tombs, mainly to prevent tomb robbers from wanton destruction and protect the integrity of the tomb. It is expected that this locked tiger is also used for this purpose, this beast has flexible legs and feet, and walks freely, if it does not lock him, I am afraid that it will only destroy the entire burial chamber.

Wu Zhiyuan let out a long breath, since Ma Hu was already weak and powerless, and his feet were locked, he didn't need to be so afraid.

Thinking of this, he was no longer afraid, and he didn't care about the life and death of the Ma Hu, and turned around to look for an exit in the tomb, just when he just took the first step, the Ma Hu seemed to be crazy, his mouth let out a hoarse roar, his hands were on the ground and he grabbed hard, and the chains on his feet also made a crisp "bang" sound.

Wu Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Ma Hu, and let out a contemptuous smile, thinking that this Ma Hu must be hungry and crazy, if it was really locked here when the tomb owner was buried, then it is estimated that it has not eaten for a thousand years, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was really a bit unbelievable, a thousand years is enough time to turn the sea into a mulberry field, how can this beast survive?

But if this tiger wasn't locked up here when he was buried with the owner of the tomb, then how could he be here? Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Wu Zhiyuan's mind, he thought of the group of people who imprisoned the Moon Shadow Fuxian, could it be that Ma Hu was locked here and they did it?

At this moment, the Ma Hu crawling on the ground grabbed hard with both hands on the ground, making a "squeaky quack" screeching sound, Wu Zhiyuan looked back and couldn't help but be taken aback, only to see that the Ma Hu was actually out of the chain on his ankles, and was lying on the ground and crawling towards him with both hands.

This Ma Hu fell into this step of the field, and it could no longer pose any threat, so Wu Zhiyuan did not feel afraid, but the scene in front of him was really terrifying, because at this time, he saw that Ma Hu's feet did not fall off naturally from the chain at all, but had been broken, and the two broken feet were still on the chain.

Wu Zhiyuan gasped, his body involuntarily took a step back, and his back hit the bell stand, and all the bells on the stand swayed.

The chimes are hung on the shelf with a soft texture of coarse twine, but after so many years, the twine has long been crisped, and after such a violent impact, it suddenly could not bear the weight of the bells, and broke one after another, and several chimes fell to the ground one after another, making a loud "jingling" sound, which stretched endlessly in this silent tomb.

The sound of the chime bell falling to the ground echoed in the tomb for a long time before it quieted down, and almost at the same time, Wu Zhiyuan heard a burst of "whirring" sound around the tomb, and he hurriedly looked around, only to see that there were faint things moving in the corners around the tomb.

Wu Zhiyuan immediately understood, it turned out that there were so many hemp tigers locked in this tomb, if there was one in a corner, then there were three hemp tigers that were awakened, plus the one that was crawling on the ground, a total of four, and he was now unarmed, and the situation was not optimistic.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan's heart began to become anxious, and he hurriedly reached out and groped on the surrounding stone walls.

In fact, he just looked for it aimlessly, the stone wall was very smooth, and there was no sign of a secret door at all, but at this time, the situation was critical, and he was already a little in a hurry, and he couldn't care about it so much.

There is naturally no exit on the stone wall, Wu Zhiyuan does not know the essentials, but there is nothing to do, seeing that the tiger on both sides of the stone wall has awakened, he is about to crawl towards him, he can only retreat to the center of the tomb.

The situation was forced, Wu Zhiyuan was careless first, so he hit the instrument rack in the center of the tomb again, this time it hit hard, the bell stand was crooked, and it fell directly to the side, and then the chime rack next to it was also knocked down together, and suddenly, the sound of "ping pong" was endless, and all kinds of sounds vibrated back and forth in the tomb, Wu Zhiyuan only felt deafening, his ears roared, and all the sounds were like sharp arrows, drilling straight into his eardrums.

For a while, he felt unbearable pain in his ears, and hurriedly covered his ears with both hands, closed his eyes, frowned, and squatted down.

I don't know how long it took, the tomb finally returned to silence, when Wu Zhiyuan opened his eyes, he found that the instrument stand was upside down, and the bronze chimes and jade chimes were scattered all over the place, a mess.

Before he could fully regain his mind, Wu Zhiyuan heard a faint "rustling" sound coming from all directions in the tomb. Being in this kind of place, any strange sound may be a harbinger of potential danger about to erupt, and Wu Zhiyuan has experienced so much, so he is naturally very sensitive to this kind of sound.

The sound of "rustling" is endless, the sound is far or near, it seems to be a little erratic, Wu Zhiyuan looked around the tomb suspiciously, and the first thing he saw was a tiger lying on the ground in the corner of the wall.

The light in the tomb was faint, Wu Zhiyuan could see Ma Hu lying on the ground motionless, his whole body was black, and in the blink of an eye, he suddenly found that Ma Hu's body was constantly changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it seemed to be experiencing a rapid decay process, and the flesh on his body was decreasing little by little, and there was only a pair of white bones left after the most lucrative time!

All this happened in a blink of an eye, it was too sudden, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't believe his eyes, he took a few steps forward in surprise, and looked at it, only to see that under the bones of the tiger tiger, a pile of black cotton wool-like things suddenly poured out, floating on the ground and coming in his direction!

Wu Zhiyuan's eyes widened and he looked carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim, that black cotton wool-like thing was actually a group of black ground lice!