Zhou Hua and Yao Gang at the bottom of the tomb, as the soil sprinkled above the cave entrance continued to splash on them, the cave entrance that could be seen through the faint starlight was gradually disappearing, and the last trace of survival ** was also shattered.

When the two were lying quietly waiting to be buried alive, Zhou Hua suddenly laughed: "What a smart little old man, wouldn't he also be a tomb robber?" He knew that the burial chamber below was so large that it would not be able to fill it even if it was buried until dawn, but he cleverly stuck it with a branch and only covered the hole. ”

Yao Gang said miserably: "Zhou Hua, our grievances can be eliminated, right?" None of us can blame anyone, none of us can live, and you can still laugh? ”

Zhou Hua smiled bitterly: "Teacher Yao, I also regret it, both of us were calculated by that damn Qian Mo." ”

Just when the two of them looked at each other, smiling a little at each other, they suddenly stopped talking. They looked at each other and asked, "What's wrong with you, why are you breathing so horribly?" ”

When the two of them reacted, they realized that the breathing sound was not from the other party, nor from themselves, but from the coffin not far from them, in the middle of the tomb, which had been opened.

There was a terrible panting sound of "ho, ho, ho" from the coffin, and although Zhou Hua and Yao Gang already knew that they would not escape death, they were still so frightened that they shrank into a ball.

The flashlight that Yao Gang threw down was facing the coffin, and in this small space, the afterglow of the flashlight also made everything in the tomb clear.

The two of them screamed in fright, and saw a dried corpse slowly erected in the coffin.

The corpse did not sit up, as if it had no joints, but stood upright from the coffin, standing motionless in the center of the coffin.

Zhou Hua and Yao Gang were so frightened that they couldn't scream at this time, and they didn't dare to look at the dried corpse standing in the coffin, but their eyes stared at the dried corpse as if they didn't listen to the command.

In the afterglow of the flashlight, a trace of white vapor began to faintly emerge from the head of the dried corpse, which became thicker and thicker, and finally accumulated into a small cloud of white mist above the head of the dried corpse, slowly circling around the top of the corpse, refusing to disperse.

The disgusting vomit that Qian Yiduo spat on the face of the dried corpse was slowly peeling off. When the last traces of stickiness wore off, and the haunting thing fell down its forehead, the corpse's gaping mouth suddenly swallowed it down.

When Qian Yiduo's fingers were cut by the teeth of the dried corpse, his blood slowly seeped into the mouth of the dried corpse. After three days and three nights, the yin qi of the dried corpse that had sucked the blood gathered more and more, and finally obtained a powerful yin force.

And after Qian Yiduo's vomit was swallowed by the dried corpse just now, the spiritual power of the dried corpse who had smoked the fireworks in the world was further strengthened.

Zhou Hua and Yao Gang, looking at the protruding ribs on almost the corpse's body, had already frightened the three corpses out of their bodies.

The white vapor above the head of the dried corpse slowly sank downward, and finally all disappeared on the heavenly spirit cover of the dried corpse. The whirring pant grew heavier and heavier, and the dry corpse's wide mouth began to slowly spew out clouds of white vapor.

The two of them clearly saw that the two hollow nostrils of the dried corpse began to open and close, as if they were sniffing something.

The head of the dried corpse was slowly turning, and in the silence of the tomb, only the sound of crunching bones could be heard.

Finally, the dry corpse stopped moving, and the disgusting and terrifying face was facing Zhou Hua and Yao Gang.

The two of them, who were terrified to the extreme, stood up at the same time, and moved step by step to the dry corpse standing in the coffin, and the frightened eyes of the two gradually lost their light and became scattered.

The two of them moved to the place where the corpse was left and right, and the corpse sniffed at the two of them, and slowly raised their hands, which looked like dried reed rods, and slowly but effortlessly passed through their chests.

Blood sprayed from the chests of the two of them to the faces of the dry corpse at the same time, Yao Gang and Zhou Hua had already lost consciousness, and they didn't even let out a trace of screaming, and the dry corpse greedily sucked the hot blood.

Gradually, Yao Gang and Zhou Hua's bodies continued to shrink, and finally shrunk to the size of a baby. The dried corpse was still sucking, and the shriveled body and face began to gradually plump up.

The flashlight in the burial chamber gradually ran out of energy and began to weaken. When the lights were completely gone, only the terrible panting sound of the dried corpse remained.

After burying the entrance of the ancient tomb, Qian Mo just breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately became preoccupied again.

The little old man, although he helped him bury the hole and promised to help Qian Mo keep the secret, was always a piece of Qian Mo's heart.

Especially thinking of his promise, promising to recognize the little old man as his father, and accompanying him with filial piety for life, Qian Mo, who has always regarded himself very highly, has a feeling of wanting to vomit.

The little old man walked in front of Qian Mo, as light as a cat, and he didn't make a sound. Qian Mo was secretly frightened, he was really a master, it seemed that he had to obey the little old man for the time being.

Qian Mo secretly calculated in his heart, judging from the current situation, he had to make compromises, just wait for this matter to pass the limelight, and then find an opportunity to quietly get rid of the little old man.

Just when Qian Mo was thinking wildly, the little old man suddenly smiled and said, "Professor Qian, oh, no, I should call you now." Have you never walked at night and feel scared and bored? Then I'll tell you a story to relieve your boredom. The two of us talked and walked, and we went over this hill to my house. ”

Qian Mo had no choice but to laugh and said, "Old man, you are now closer than my own father." As long as you are interested, as your son, I will naturally be happy to hear it. ”

The old man laughed dryly and said, "That's very good, I'll tell you the story of a family of tomb robbers." ”

Qian Mo said: "No wonder your old man is so skilled, and he was so skilled when he filled in the soil and buried the grave just now, dare to love you from tomb robbers, right?" ”

The old man smiled, noncommittal, and Qian Mo didn't dare to ask more.

The old man suddenly said, "It is said that there was a master tomb robber in the past, and that was quite remarkable. It is said that when he was young, with his eyes and sense of smell, he could find out if there were ancient tombs from places that others could not easily find. ”

One day, when the man came out at night, he picked up an abandoned baby on the side of the road. Since his wife had never given birth, he quietly brought it home, claiming that he and his wife were born, and began to raise it as his own flesh and blood. ”

When the child grew up and the man grew old, he decided to wash his hands and live out his old age in peace. Finally, the opportunity came, and one day, he found an ancient tomb. ”

"The old man took advantage of the fact that at night after his wife fell asleep, he quietly brought the tools of tomb robbery, and touched the edge of the cemetery on the mountain that had been stepped on during the day."

When Qian Mo heard this, he was already attracted by the story, and couldn't help but interject curiously: "Old man, since the old man raised the abandoned baby to adulthood, why didn't he teach his son the stunt of tomb robbing, and he also had many helpers?" ”

The little old man sighed and said, "Son, you don't know, tomb robbers almost have a conventional rule: except for a few people who cooperate to rob tombs, the others are alone. The old man had been working alone since he was young, and he had a great reputation among his fellow tomb robbers. Naturally, he would not bring his own son into the tomb robbery business. ”

Qian Yiduo was even more curious, and couldn't help but ask why again.

The little old man sighed, "You're not in this business, so you don't know." Private tomb robbery, since ancient times, except for the blatant tomb robbery by the government, everything else is illegal, so it is all secretive. Even if it is a gang to rob the tomb, it is basically related by blood. Because there are outsiders involved, that's unreliable. ”

"If you think about it, just like the tomb that happened just now, there must be someone who joins the tomb and someone who responds outside the cemetery. If it weren't for the blood relationship, what if the people above had the evil intention of monopolizing, and when the baby was born, what if the rope was cut? The ancient tombs with treasures are generally larger, and people fall from the robbery holes, and they are injured if they do not die. Even if nothing happened, then he would no longer be able to go up to the ground, and he would either starve to death in the tomb or be suffocated. ”

"You also experienced it yourself just now, and the two just now are each pregnant with ghosts. The lad above cut the rope just as the man below was about to come up, and the man below would surely die. It's just that the person above didn't expect it, and you were secretly calculating, so they all lost their lives. ”

Qian Mo embarrassed for a moment, and asked unconsciously: "Old man, why didn't that person teach your son?" Wouldn't it be safe for you to take care of each other as a family? ”