Zhu Zihua endured the severe pain and the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth and pulled out two daggers, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop.

He had just staggered around, and was about to lower his head to pick up the large cloth bag full of jewels on the ground, when he suddenly felt that the coffin, which had been wiped by his clothes, revealed something like shiny gold leaf,

Zhu Zihua picked it up and let him take it off, and with the faint ever-bright light, he vaguely saw the knife marks depicted on the gold leaf.

The blood on Zhu Zihua's hand seeped into the knife marks, and then he could see it clearly, the gold leaf revealed a blood-colored talisman drawn by a Taoist priest, although Zhu Zihua didn't know what the talisman was drawn like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, then he already understood that this was a talisman to suppress corpses, especially those lines outlined by his own blood, which could look terrifying and hideous,

What made Zhu Zihua's eyes even bigger was that under the inlaid gold rune, a few lines of words faintly appeared, Zhu Zihua wiped off the thin layer of dust and dust on it with his sleeve, and clearly saw that there were four lines of seal script engraved on it: the stones pierced through the air, the waves crashed on the shore, the two images appeared together, and the body and spirit were destroyed.

"Curse." , Zhu Zihua was shocked to the extreme at this time, although he couldn't understand the meaning of these four sentences, but he thought of the old lady Zhou wrote on the paper about the curse of the tomb,

Zhu Zihua regretted it at this time, with his current assets, even if he no longer earns a penny, he is enough for him to enjoy for a few lifetimes, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, greed is almost a common characteristic of human beings, and the demand for money can never be satisfied.

The floor of the tomb shook suddenly, and Zhu Zihua was stunned, only to see that the faint blue ever-bright light began to waver, and the golden light reflected by the white foil pasted on the walls around him danced in the room.

Dust began to fall from the top of the tomb, and Zhu Zihua's large cloth bag full of jewels also made a trembling sound.

After a while, several bluestone bricks fell from the top of the tomb and almost hit Zhu Zihua's head.

"Oh no, there's going to be an earthquake." , Zhu Zihua roared out suddenly, couldn't care about anything else, grabbed the big bag full of jewels under the main tomb, bypassed the shadow wall, and came to the gossip trap array in the tomb,

Although he was terrified to the extreme, there was still a trace of Zhu Zihua, who was trying to survive, at this moment, the amazing courage and flexible head he had cultivated since he was a child, at this critical moment, actually made him extraordinarily calm.

Although the entire tomb had begun to shake more and more violently, Zhu Zihua still calmly followed the order of the gossip songs, and with his super memory, he walked carefully and slowly from the blue bricks engraved with hexagrams.

The shaking in the tomb became more and more severe, and the large blue masonry above the tomb began to loosen, scattering some dust from time to time.

When Zhu Zihua finally walked to the blue masonry of the last cadre, he didn't expect that a piece of blue masonry that fell from the top of the tomb actually smashed into another blue masonry on the side.

At this time, there was a sound of metal crashing in the tomb, and Zhu Zihua secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, because of the earthquake, the blue bricks and stones that fell down hit the mechanism on the tomb, and from the small black holes on both sides of the tomb, the iron pierced out of the air.

Zhu Zihua's only luck was that he had already passed the gossip array, and seeing that it was not far from the thief hole he had dug, Zhu Zihua, who was lucky, suddenly knelt down, and there was a sharp pain in his right thigh and left calf,

Zhu Zihua, who knelt on the ground, only then did he realize that although he had just passed through the Bagua Array, he still let the iron thorns shot from the eyes of the last two formations pass through his two legs.

Zhu Zihua was lying on the ground, his two injured hands supported his body, dragging the two legs that were still stuck in iron thorns, crawling towards the entrance of the tomb little by little, leaving behind him bloody palm prints and two long blood stains.

When he just climbed to the door of the last side room, a large pile of dead people's bones suddenly rolled out of the side room, pressing on him, Zhu Zihua struggled to crawl out of the pile of dead people's bones with the last bit of survival**, and finally, climbed into the tomb he dug through,

As soon as his hand reached out of the mouth of the tomb, his ears clearly heard a burst of eerie laughter from the depths of the turbulent tomb, which made him creep.

Zhu Zihua's soul was scattered, and he just climbed out of the tomb, only to hear a bang behind him, and the entire tomb collapsed, never to be seen again.

At this time, Zhu Zihua suddenly found that there was no earthquake at all, and everything was as usual outside.

The moonlight is like washing, the shadows of the trees are swaying, this should be a beautiful scenery that exists in the poet's pen full of poetry and picturesqueness, but at this moment in Zhu Zihua's eyes, everything seems so terrifying,

The sharp pain in his hands and legs reminded him that the terrifying scene just now was not a dream at all.

Zhu Zihua, who was lying on the ground, turned his back to the sky, looked at the moon in the sky that was not full, gasped for breath, and coughed a few times from time to time.

He wanted to smoke, but his hands didn't listen to him, and the desperate Zhu Zihua looked at the bright moon in the sky, and his eyes gradually moved to the big bluestone on the other side of the cliff.

On that big bluestone, there are mottled tree shadows, and in Zhu Zihua's eyes, it seems to be a ghost dancing at this moment.

Everything in the tomb just now was reflected in the mind of Zhu Zihua, who knew that he could not escape death.

"The rocks pierce the air, the waves crash on the shore, the two images appear together, and the body and spirit are destroyed." , These four words engraved on the big coffin wrapped in gold skin suddenly came into Zhu Zihua's mind clearly,

Although he only studied in high school and his grades were not good, Zhu Zihua admired the heroic words of Su Shi in the Song Dynasty that have been passed down through the ages.

Zhu Zihua's heart moved, it seems that this terrible old lady Zhou should live after Su Shi, so he carved those two sentences on his own coffin,

But what did the last two sentences mean, Zhu Zihua gasped for a while, and vaguely felt that if there were two scenes in front of him at the same time, 'rocks piercing through the air' and 'waves crashing on the shore', then his body and his Yuan Shen would be wiped out with the terrible golden coffin curse.

Originally, the curse words engraved on the coffin would make anyone feel palpitations and be scared when they saw it, but at this time, Zhu Zihua's brain was even quicker than usual, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahaha, if this curse can be fulfilled, it means that I am not yet dead." ”

Zhu Zihua made up his mind that if he could survive the catastrophe tonight, he would completely withdraw from the business world from now on and become a safe and happy rich man.

He believes that as long as he does not go to development, then he will not see the bricks and beams on the construction site, and he can do his best to avoid seeing the scene of 'rubble piercing through the air'.

He even secretly swore that he would never go to the seaside anywhere again, even rivers and lakes, even a small pond, so how could he hear the 'waves crashing on the shore'?

What's more, what the curse says is that the two phenomena appear at the same time, which is when he dies.

Zhu Zihua, who thought that he could not die, couldn't help but start to be a little happy at this time for his escape from death.

At this time, the mountain wind began to blow unconsciously, blowing on Zhu Zihua's wound, although it was spring, but in the middle of the night in the mountains, it still seemed a little biting cold,

The wounds on his hands and legs let the cold wind blow through, and the pain was so painful that he almost fainted.