I looked at the burial chamber with the illumination of my headlamp, and saw that it was a semi-circular cage-like space, about two meters high from the ground to the dome, and the area was about twenty square meters, which did not look very large.

"It's an antechamber - even though it's a tomb, it's laid out in the same way as the main tomb, and from here we go through a passage to the atrium, then to the main chamber, and then from the back hall we leave the mound and enter the next one. Don't go into those ear chambers or anything, don't touch anything, the only thing we can do is pass through here safely!" said Xiang Qiuling.

"I'm exploring the way ahead, everyone just need to walk with confidence, and don't worry about any hidden weapons. Fu Ying said.

"Why don't you have to worry about the hidden weapon?" Huang ran a few times.

"Because the contents of the living tomb have outweighed the hidden weapon. Fu Ying replied.

"What's in the living tomb?" Huang Ranran asked as if he was about to break the casserole.

"It stands to reason that all well-preserved, that is, never stolen tombs, will not have anything alive at all, because without oxygen, they will not survive at all, except for bacteria, of course! Scorpions and the like, and there may also be lichens and mosses and other plants, and if there is a well-preserved corpse, it is simply a treasure in the archaeological world, such as the female corpse unearthed from the Mawangdui Han Tomb in Changsha. But this is just a general situation. The situation in the living tombs, dead tombs, and ghost tombs we call is fundamentally different from that in ordinary tombs! These three kinds of tombs are not only very rare, but they are also taboo places for tomb robbers, and they are generally not touched! The archaeological community regards these as legends and myths, and even believes that these three kinds of tombs do not exist at all! But in fact, these three kinds of tombs exist objectively!" Xiang Qiuling said eloquently.

"Sister Qiu Ling is right!" Fu Ying also agreed.

"I don't understand, why do you want to make simple things so complicated? You just say that you will encounter a living 'ghost' in the living tomb?" Huang Ran said with a nostril.

"Huang Wuneng, aren't you afraid of anything but ghosts?" I laughed.

"Of course, I'm not afraid of anything except ghosts...... It's weird. Huang Ranran smirked.

At this moment, we have marched into a one-meter-five-high, half-meter-wide tomb passage to the central hall, the tomb is a brick and stone structure, and the brick cracks are full of quicklime mixed with glutinous rice juice sticky, very strong. It is naturally impossible to stand up straight in such a cemetery, and you can only move forward slowly with a half-bowed waist. From time to time, you can see the ear chambers on both sides of the tomb, but the ear chambers are empty, and there is nothing - the suspicious mound is a fake tomb in the first place, and there can be nothing at all.

There were no coffins, no funeral items, and the zongzi we were worried about were even more empty. One of the conditions for the formation of zongzi is to have a corpse, followed by a corpse that can keep the corpse intact, and a catalyst that can turn the corpse into a zombie, but all of this is missing, and naturally there can be no zongzi.

Of course, this is just my speculation, but what is the real situation?

At this moment, Fu Ying walked in the front to explore the way, about three to four meters away from us, Xiang Qiuling walked in the second position, I walked in the third position, Huang Ran walked behind me, his nose snorted like pulling a bellows, and Yang Liu and Dongxiang walked in the last tail. It stands to reason that Huang Ran ran is in the middle of the pack, but I can clearly feel his body sifting chaff - I really rarely see someone in the world who is so afraid of death as him! Several girls are much more composed than him.

There seemed to be a small descent ahead, and the road was covered with white cobwebs, which were about a foot thick, so that we couldn't even see the road clearly, so we had to try to walk step by step. Although we reminded the people behind us to pay attention to their feet, Huang Ranran, the decrepit man, still stepped into the air and rolled down from us, almost knocking us all down.

We all dodged in time. By the time we came to our senses, Huang had fallen to the bottom of the slope.

We chased after it. It turns out that the atrium below is already the atrium, with the lighting of the headlamp, you can see that the ground in the entire atrium is full of spider webs, and the spider webs are two or three feet thick.

Just as we were inspecting, a figure arched out of the cobwebs on our left, and I was overjoyed and hurriedly pulled him: "Huang Wuneng, are you here?"

I didn't expect to be answered by a babbling roar, and then the thing reached out with lightning and grabbed my neck, and at the same time opened its mouth and bit me in the front of the face!

Oh my God, it's not Huang Run, it's Zongzi!

I kicked my knees hard, and my hands were desperately trying to break the hands of the thing that grabbed my neck - I just felt that the strength of that thing was very big (in fact, my strength was okay, although I couldn't compare with the perverted Dongxiang, but I was also a boss-like existence in front of the stinky boys, and even the captain of the special forces on the train admired me very much last time), no matter how I struggled and twisted, it was useless, and then I tripped garlic under my feet, and fell to the ground!

Suddenly, Dongxiang rushed over, picked up the zongzi like a chicken, and twisted it with his hand, and actually twisted the head of the zongzi, and then threw it into the distance along with the body of the zongzi!

"Dongxiang, thank you!" I hurriedly thanked Dongxiang.

"And!" Dongxiang didn't have time to accept my thanks, but grabbed and fished under the spider web, and pulled out five or six rice dumplings, all of which were twisted off their heads and thrown out.

At this time, I saw a rice dumpling under the spider's web not far away, and I was busy pulling it out like Dongxiang, and then I was going to break its neck. But as soon as my hand touched its hair, I heard it scream, "Ouch, it hurts me!"

I was taken aback: "Zongzi can still speak human language?" However, when I took a closer look, I realized that it was Huang Ranran's head! Although I didn't break his neck, I was angry in my heart, and because he was angry that he accidentally rolled here, he brought out so many zongzi, so I still threw him to the ground!

"Brother Yang, you don't have to lose your temper with him, in fact, your mouse clothes can deal with these zongzi. "Xiang Qiuling, who saw me in distress just now but didn't rescue me, said at this time. Obviously, the reason why she didn't rescue was because she knew that it wasn't called a danger at all, so she didn't need to take action.

"Mouse Suit?" I hurriedly looked at my gear.