Those countless hands tightly bound us.

Little by little, they dragged us to the ground.

I felt suffocated, panicked, and even a little panicked.

Throwing his hands wildly, trying to break free.

But the hand that was wrapped around me was getting closer and heavier.

My breathing was getting faster and faster, but the feeling of suffocation was getting stronger.

The world in front of me began to get darker, and the light was getting weaker and weaker.

The light of the torch came into my eyes, and at the moment it was like a candle in the wind, constantly shaking and fluttering.

Then vanished.

Do you have to be here today?

The three words of unwillingness sprouted from my heart.

Gritting my teeth, I pulled the corpse whip out of my belt.

The other hand clutched the talisman tightly.

With all my strength, I whipped the whip out of the corpse.

However, it did not cause any damage to those hands.

I had already foreseen this outcome.

After all, these things are not corpses.

The glimmer of hope dissipated again, and my mentality began to crumble.

I was about to be dragged underneath.

I couldn't find any way to crack it.

Suddenly, I vaguely saw that An Ruoran seemed to stand up.

Didn't these hands hurt her?

Just when I was stunned, An Ruoran seemed to take out a handful of things.

I couldn't see An Ruoran, but I could see what was in her hand.

It exudes a little starlight, as if holding thousands of stars in your hands.

With a hard toss, the powder in her hand spilled all over the aisle.

In my eyes, it was like the Milky Way falling, and countless stars twinkling and falling to the earth.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of comfort that I had never felt before.

And my vision was a lot clearer at this moment.

I quickly looked around, and at the same time saw what An Ruoran had spilled.

It's like a powder, with a faint medicinal scent.

But you can't tell what it is just by its looks and tastes.

And the hand on the ground, after touching the powder, miraculously disappeared.

When I looked closer, the hands that bound me were gone.

I hurriedly stood up and ran quickly to the fat man's side.

Dragged the fat man from the ground.

"Are you still alive?"

The fat man's whole lower lip was trembling, and the hand I was holding was shaking very hard.

After trembling for a long time, he looked at me and asked.

"Is it over, it's over, is it over?"

It doesn't seem to be stupid yet.

"It's okay, the hands are gone."

As I spoke, I looked at An Ruoran, wanting to ask what she had spilled.

However, she was very mysterious, and quickly stuffed the small bag in her hand into her clothes.

It seems that he is afraid of being seen.

Looking at her like that, I guess she didn't want to explain to us what it was.

I didn't bother to ask any more questions.

"Brother Li, are you okay?" Zhang San suddenly looked at me and asked.

"What's wrong?"

Although it was a moment ago, I had suppressed the fear in my heart, and my state was normal at this time.

Zhang San pointed to my chest.

"Brother Li, your chest!"

At the same time, the fat man turned the smooth side of the shovel towards me.

Through the reflection, I was shocked to see that the curse had spread to my chest.

I have less time again.

Knowing that I could not continue to delay in this place, I hurried to the pit deep in the passage.

"There's a grave in the pit, let's go check it out!"

When I heard my proposal, everyone looked at each other.

What I had just done when I went down had already cast a shadow on their hearts.

Without waiting for them to answer, I walked straight in the direction of the pit.

The fat man didn't talk nonsense and followed me closely.

An Ruoran's trip was very purposeful, so he didn't talk nonsense and followed behind us.

The rest of the people probably also thought that since they had all come here, it would be a pity to turn back after so many people died.

So he followed hard.

Coming to the entrance of the tomb again, I looked at the pit below.

This time I clearly felt the yin energy underneath.

Not only does it have yin qi, but a large number of corpses also emit methane gas.

"Fatty, give me your lighter!"

Knowing what I was going to do, the fat man walked straight up to me.

"No!" The fat man threw the torch in his hand directly into the pit.

"Eh, you're ......"

I wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Fortunately, I still had enough time to retreat, and the moment the torch fell, I hurriedly took seven or eight steps back, and then lay directly on the ground.

"Boom ......"

After a loud bang, the fat man flew directly to me.

The eyebrows were burned in half, but fortunately it was a flat head, and there was not much hair in the first place, and it was nothing if it was burned.

"Why don't you listen to persuasion?" I looked at him helplessly.

The fat man slowly turned his face to look at me.

"Did you persuade me, then?"

Yes, I didn't have time to persuade him.

The main thing is that I think that any normal person should know that a confined space deflagration can cause an explosion.

It seems that I overestimated the fat man.

He stood up and patted the dust off his body.

"Let's go, now we can go down!"

Following the rope, a group of us descended to the bottom of the pit.

After the explosion, all the rotting plasma underneath had evaporated.

All that was left was charred corpses and dried blood scabs.

The fat man looked around with a flashlight.

Although the pit is large, there is only one burial path.

That's where I first looked.

There was no other way to go, so we didn't talk nonsense and walked briskly.

As we got closer to the tomb, it seemed that the smell of rancid things had spread again.

Vaguely, I also felt that there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing out of the tomb.

The closer you get to the tomb, the stronger the strange feeling becomes.

The fat people seemed to feel the same as me, and instinctively stood behind me.

I noticed that An Ruoran's expression was very solemn, and the few people behind her were even more pale.

It seems that everyone has this weird feeling.

But having come here, there is no turning back.

Entering the tomb, with the reflection of the walls, the light is much brighter.

The fat man saw at a glance something standing in the graveyard.

If you look closely, it's still humanoid, isn't it?

Just when I was confused and frightened, the light of the fat man's flashlight shone through.

"Why are there so many terracotta figurines here?"

"Looks like it's been a few years!"

Hearing Zhang San say that the terracotta figurines were some years old, the fat man rushed over with a brisk walk.

"It's been a few years, and the production process and techniques, as well as the degree of color volatilization, are guaranteed to be more than 1,500 years."

"If this is shipped out, we won't be able to send it?"

As he spoke, the fat man walked up to the terracotta figurines and looked carefully, and the beads of his eyes almost didn't fall out.

He just shouted that this was his treasure.

Suddenly, the hand of the terracotta figurine grabbed him by the neck.