In the dim corridor, although the temperature did not drop, a cold wind blew that seemed to pierce the bone marrow.

Lumian, who was in a state of mind to regain his spirit, instantly focused his mind and looked at the burial chambers on the left and right as usual.

In fact, his first choice under the conditioned reflex was to put one hand in his pocket and hold Mr. K's fingers, but he immediately remembered that this was the Southern Continent, and Mr. K probably couldn't sense that his fingers were being used, so he forcibly restrained his instinctive impulse.

Franka's reaction speed was not slow, and she had a palm-sized mirror in her hand at some point, and the least experienced Janena, although she didn't understand what a similar change of scene meant, still intuitively thought that it was not a good thing.

It's similar to the ghost stories that some drunks in bars and dance halls use to scare the girls!

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Salente quickly withdrew his gaze from the dim oil lamp, didn't even look at Lumian, and quickened his pace, past Jane and Franca, toward the open dark wooden door of the basement.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of slapping sounded in the tombs on both sides, and I don't know whether the lid of the sarcophagus was knocked or the heavy stone door was struck.

Salente's expression changed, his knees lifted, and he ran wildly.

In the originally dead silence of the basement, the sound of thumping echoed, and Lumian and the others followed the owner of the secret medicine shop towards the exit position, and overtook him in a few steps.

At that moment, the pitch-black wooden door made a click and closed at a rapid speed. "

Seeing this, Franka continued to run as she threw the mirror in her hand towards the door.

With a click, the mirror slammed into the completely closed dark wooden door, spilling splinters on the floor.

Lumian and Franca stopped at the same time and turned to look at Salente, and Jane rushed forward two more meters before she came to her senses and made the same choice.

In the unusually bleak corridor, Salente, who was wearing a blue-bottomed jacket with gold rim, froze in place, his pale face dyed a little gloomy.

The clapping sound in the tombs on both sides continued, echoing in the hearts of every living person here.

Salente's body trembled visibly, and he muttered to himself:

"It's over, we're all done......"

"What the hell is going on?" Franka asked quickly, but calmly.

Only by understanding the essence of the problem can we come up with an effective solution in a short time!

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As if he had lost his soul, Salente did not answer Franca's question, and half-repeated the words just now: "It's over, we're dead......"

Before he could finish speaking, the entire basement suddenly shook.

The green lights, which had shrunk to the size of a grain of rice, tilted in the same direction.

Salente's face was frightened, and his voice involuntarily amplified: "It's awake!" It's awake!"

"Who is it?" Janna thought it was scarier than all the ghost stories she had heard before, but she pressed on.

Salente didn't answer her, still shouting, "It's awake!" It's awake!"

Seeing that the owner of the secret medicine store was obviously in an unright state and seemed to be in a state of extreme panic, Franka decisively gave up the inquiry and took out another mirror.

She intends to use the "magic mirror divination" method to quickly determine the current situation.

Even if the answer obtained by divination is not clear enough and needs to be interpreted, it is better than not knowing anything!

Soon, Franka finished reciting the incantation and saw the mirror glow with water.

She was about to organize the language, ask the appropriate questions, and ask for the corresponding answers, when Lumien, who was standing next to her, suddenly spoke: "Did you succeed?"

"It's successful, you can do divination." Franca, though confused, replied very cooperatively.

Lumian suddenly smiled: "You don't have to ask questions."

Belch...... Franka was stunned for a moment, but then understood what Lumian wanted to do.

At this time, there was a noticeable shaking in the basement again, and the owner of the secret medicine shop, Salente, was so frightened that his voice became terrible: "It's coming!" It's coming!

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"We're going to die!"

The next second, Lumian pinched his shoulder.

At the same time, Lumian grabbed Jana's arm with his other hand, and Franka hooked his shoulder in a gesture of brotherly affection.

With a flash of light shining through the cracks in their clothing, the four of them appeared outside the basement, in front of the dark wooden door with many occult symbols.

"It's coming! It's coming!

"We're going to die!"

Salente was still screaming in despair.

Lumian looked at the owner of the potion shop and thought seriously about whether to use the "Nisser Face" disguised as a mummy to scare him.

Stimulation therapy is also therapy!

Considering that he had little left of his spirituality, and that there was no need to expose too much of his abilities in front of such a stranger, Lumian finally gave up on his plans to play a prank.

Syllable!

Jaina swung her right palm and slapped it in Salente's face, causing him to freeze and look blankly at the lady in front of him.

Both Franka and Lumian were a little surprised, speechless at this scene, not knowing how to participate.

Amid the slight shaking of the dark wooden doors and basement walls, the scene outside suddenly fell silent.

Janna was a little uncomfortable with the stares, and muttered, "Aren't they all wake-up like this?"

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"That's how my neighbor woke up when he was emotionally out of control."

It's not really crazy, people in the factory area have their own empirical solutions, most of the time they work, and a few cases don't.

Of course, if it was her own relative, she would definitely not be able to do it, and she would have to let others help.

"Well done." Franka came back to her senses and praised from the bottom of her heart.

After a few seconds, Salente's eyes gradually cleared.

He instinctively looked around and blurted out in amazement, "We're out?"

"When did we come out?"

"When you shout, 'We're going to die,' we're going to die." Lumian replied in an underwhelming tone.

Then, he raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice, "Who did you just say was going to wake up?"

After a few moments of change in Salente's expression, he pursed his lips and said, "A real ancient mummy."

"It sleeps on the bottom floor of the burial chamber and occasionally wakes up, it just woke up the other day, how can it wake up again so quickly......."

Under normal circumstances, the time for the mummy to "wake up" is approximate, and according to Salente's experience, it will be at least another month before it wakes up next time, so it dares to take Lumian and the others into the basement.

Who knew there would be an accident!

What factors make ancient mummies wake up early? Lumian looked thoughtfully at Franca, as if to ask if you should consider the real ancient mummies.

Franka understood what he meant, and shook her head to indicate that there was no need for that.

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The mummy ashes are just auxiliary materials, and last year's ones can also be used, so there is no need to risk dealing with that monster that looks dangerous.

Lumian retracted his gaze, endured the throbbing pain in his head, looked at Salente, and said with a smile:

"Whether I wake up from last year's mummy or an ancient mummy, I only know two things;

"One, I saved you, and two, we were so frightened that we almost died inside.

"So, you need to give me a thank you gift and moral compensation, how much do you think you should give? Remember, all I want is gold. ”

Thinking of the 100,000 Filkin he still owes to Armor Shadow and Mister Fool, Lumian doesn't want to let go of any opportunity to save money.

Seeing that the movement behind the dark wooden door gradually subsided, Salente relieved himself and took a breath:

"How about 1000 Feldin? I only have so much gold here. ”

He was a little distressed about the loss of money, but felt that there was nothing wrong with what Lumian said, if it weren't for them, he would have died in the basement and become food for the mummy.

Moreover, the other party showed considerable strength, and refusing on the spot means that the risk is high.

"Yes." Lumian is not extravagant and squeezing.

As the four of them made their way to the staircase leading to the warehouse, Franka lowered her left hand, causing something to slide silently into the shadows of the corner.

After receiving 1,000 Filgin worth of coins, nuggets, and ornaments, Lumian, Franca, and Jaina walked out of the Highland Potions shop.

"Tsk, after tossing for a while, not only did I get the mummy severed hand, but I also got 500 more Filkin." Franka glanced back at the store and said with a smile on her face.

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, she smiled and asked:

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"Are you short of money again? In the past, you would definitely not care about the fact that you have to get paid for saving people, they love to give it or not. ”

"Did you move to the 'audience' route?" Lumian teased and nodded sincerely, "The special contract I'm talking about requires the sacrifice of 100,000 filkins worth of gold for a period of time afterwards. ”

100,000 Feldin? After truly entering the occult world, Jaina was refreshed her view of money again and again.

As far as she knew, Charles didn't have as much cash as she had, and such a person dared to owe 100,000 Felkin for a contract that could use special abilities.

Franka "tsk" again, and asked instead:

"Why didn't you just pull us out the door in the first place? At that time, the basement door was not closed, and there would be no accidents. ”

"Don't you think it's handsome to shoot at the last minute?" Lumian didn't answer the rhetorical question.

Of course, the real reason is that he has just obtained the ability of "Spirit Shuttle", and he has not yet developed the habit of subconsciously using it, and when the dark wooden door in the basement is closed, he is afraid that the last "teleportation" will fail, so he does not dare to try rashly.

Later, Franka completed the "Magic Mirror Divination", which made him sure that he could also connect to the outside world within that seal, so he made a decisive decision.

In Franca and Jana's voices of disbelief, Lumian rubbed his hollow, aching head and said, "Find a hotel, I'm going to get some sleep and regain my spirit."

"Okay." Instead of rushing to find an inn, Franka turned into a deserted alley and pulled out a delicate make-up mirror.

"What do you want to divination?" Jana asked curiously.

The corners of Franca's mouth curled: "Divination of the picture from my other mirror."

Seeing that Jana was puzzled, she smiled and added: Also

"I just threw a small mirror that looks like a shard outside that basement."

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With that, Franka stroked the mirror and recited the incantation.

Not long after, the mirror reflected a scene: Salente, the owner of the secret medicine shop wearing a gold-rimmed blue-bottomed jacket, stood in front of the dark wooden door, bent over, and shouted:

"Death lasts forever!"