The place we were in was no longer safe, the headless zombies had fallen, but the terracotta warriors had not stopped moving, they were still gradually rejuvenating, and some of them had raised their broadswords.

When I came to the open sarcophagus, I saw the crown at a glance.

But this time I didn't touch the crown, but shook the cloth bag in my hand backwards into the coffin, and the golden tiger, the golden dagger, and the fat snake and golden short sword that Old Man Ye was holding before all fell into the coffin, and the voodoo puppet that was still absorbing my life was also poured into the coffin.

The terracotta warriors didn't stop moving at all because of these actions, because what I had just done could only be regarded as the return of the object to its original owner, and the next step was the real step of the sacrifice.

I reached in and placed the voodoo doll on the crown.

"Bear with the pain!" Qiao Wei also reminded me, then grabbed my left hand and slashed a knife on my palm.

"Hiss~" I grinned, and the blood was already running down my palm.

I quickly moved my left hand directly above the coffin, and my blood fell on the inside of the coffin, dripping on the bloody voodoo villain.

"I offer a sacrifice of blood and soul, please appease your wrath! I offer the sacrifice of blood and soul, please appease your anger......" I repeated the sacrificial words that I had memorized several times along the way at the highest volume, staring at the warriors who had come back to life and were approaching us step by step.

"Come here and add another crematorium!" Ye Hong's father shouted loudly. Sister Qiao also threw out a ball of earth at this time, and the clay arhat instantly became a shape, and used its huge body to block the front of the sarcophagus.

I don't know if this sacrifice will work, so I'm ready to grab the crown inside the coffin - if all else fails, then I'll have to pick up the crown and be the king of the tomb again, even if it will make me cursed and kill me, and all the terracotta warriors will be turned back into stone bumps from before!

At the thought that came to my mind, the shaking of the burial chamber suddenly stopped, and all the terracotta warriors slowly lowered their arms, and then returned to the position where they had been standing again, and the stone door at the other end of the burial chamber rattled loudly, and all the mechanisms were lifted at once.

I glanced at the headless zombie, which was now burned to a mass of black ash and completely dehumanized. I took another look at the sarcophagus, and the voodoo doll lay peacefully inside, soaked in my blood.

"Success?" I raised my head and asked Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei grinned and nodded at me, "It's successful, you are now the new owner of this Tusi King's Tomb." ”

I let out a long exhale, and then sat down on the floor, I had to haode to relax.

I became the master of the tomb, strictly speaking, the puppet with whom I lived and died and continued to absorb life force from me became the master of the tomb, and this is the ultimate purpose of our sacrifice.

Although the process seems to be a bit thrilling, but from the point of view of the result, it is quite smooth, the only uncertainty is probably that all of us, including Xiao Guo, do not know whether this method will be successful, simply put, this group of people are risking my life.

But I don't have any right to protest against this, first of all, everyone risked entering this tomb a second time to save my life, and secondly, and most importantly, this method I came up with.

Yes, a layman came up with a way to break the Tomb Curse for a group of insiders, which may sound like an exaggeration, but it's not a big deal when you think about it. It's just that we need to connect all the things we saw, encountered, and heard during this trip to Xiangxi, so that we can get a way to completely solve all the troubles.

When Xiao Guo mentioned the word sacrifice, I immediately thought of the dagger stolen from the ancient tomb by the two brothers of the Ou family and the golden tiger of the Luo family. But my idea was soon rejected by everyone - returning the stolen things was definitely not a sacrifice, at most it was a return to its rightful owner.

Just doing so might appease the Tomb King's anger a little, but something else would have to be sacrificed to make a difference.

Judging from the characteristics of the blood voodoo curse, the king in the tomb obviously has a very strong desire for vitality, so sacrificing life is undoubtedly the most popular choice, and compared to the lives of pigs, cows, sheep and horses, human life is the most suitable sacrifice. We wouldn't do such a thing, so I turned my attention to the voodoo puppet that was constantly sucking life out of me.

The sacrifice is available, but we can't use it directly, for the very simple reason that if my voodoo puppet is eaten by the tomb owner, then I will die directly, so we need to do another thing before the sacrifice, which is to kill the zombie owner of the tomb.

According to the story I heard from Ye Hong's grandfather's ghost before, Ye Hong's grandfather killed the owner of the ancient tomb with his own hands, and when his old man picked up the sword of the tomb owner, he became the new owner of the ancient tomb, and then Li Sanye snatched the sword, although he was cut off by Ye Hong's grandfather, but the rest of his body was still the tomb owner.

Therefore, a very bold inference was made that the real owner of this ancient tomb was not actually the former dead Tusi King, but a curse that was placed on this tomb. Once something unexpected causes the tomb owner to be killed, such as Ye Hong's grandfather killing the man-eating zombie, then the curse in the tomb will choose the next successor.

I've touched the crown in the tomb, but no negative feelings have been magnified in my heart. At first, I thought it was weishenme, but then based on the inference of the curse to choose the king, I explained the reason why I touched the crown without any psychological changes - the tomb already had a king, and now the curse wants to use the reincarnation spell to contribute my life force to the king of the tomb.

In this way, the specific plan of action comes out: we go to the tomb, open the lid of the coffin, kill the king of the tomb inside, and then put the voodoo doll that absorbed my life on the crown, so that this puppet will be the master of the tomb.

The doll is in a sense my doppelganger, but it has no negative emotions to speak of, and the terracotta warriors who come to the Zuihou tomb will stop attacking according to my wishes, and I won't become a murderer.

Theoretically, our jihua seems to be seamless, and in practice, the results are very good.

The Voodoo doll managed to lie on the crown in the coffin and become the new king of the tomb, and the terracotta warriors returned to their original place as I expected.

After all the adventures were finally over, Xiao Ouzi also shouted at the entrance of the tomb, "How is it inside? Did Brother Thunder become king? ”

"Became !!" I replied loudly.

What follows is much simpler. I took out the other half of the twin voodoo from the smashed empty terracotta warriors, Luo Fat also found the same terracotta warriors in the tomb as his brother, and dug out his brother's body from it, and we also found two terracotta warriors that were exactly the same as the two Ou brothers - none of the people involved in the tomb robbery were spared, and all of them were buried in the blood curse.

After leaving the tomb, I burned the voodoo puppet.

I didn't feel anything unusual in my body, but I slept very soundly that night, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already the next afternoon, and we were almost in Wow Spoon Town, and it was Luo Fatzi's men who had been carrying me around.

According to what we said before, Luo Fatzi completely blew up the ancient tomb and arranged for people to guard the surrounding area. Luo Fatzi has become the new grave keeper, so that Sister Qiao can be regarded as helping her female Gu magician friend, and she can also comfort her spirit in the sky.

The owner of the tomb of King Tusi in Xiangxi, the king of ancient tombs.

This title does sound like a bull's talk, but it's a pity that I've only been the king for a few minutes, and I haven't even had time to command the warriors who obey my orders. On the way home, I closed my eyes and imagined a scene: I sat on an icy throne with a crown on my head, and with a wave of my golden sword, hundreds of millions of stone soldiers roared and charged, crushing all the enemies in front of me.

That's right! What would happen if a living person took up a golden sword and wore a crown on his head and became the king of the tomb?

It occurred to me that question as I sat up with my eyes open. But I didn't ask anyone questions because I wanted to give myself hope. Maybe when I get old and am about to die, I will choose to return to Xiangxi Wow Spoon Town, and then try every means to enter the ancient tomb and pick up the golden sword, and then truly become the king of the ancient tomb again.

Even if I die immediately and become a bloodthirsty zombie after becoming a king, then I am a DOTA hero - the Immortal Corpse King.