“Strange, this coffin is so clean!”
“The old landlord’s grave in the next village, didn’t even have this little bit of stuff.”
Wang Fatty grumbled in dissatisfaction.
It was said to be a Western Zhou, Warring States period tomb, but after opening the coffin, who would have thought it would be this clean.
“Could it be an empty tomb?”
Pan Zi guessed.
He had followed Wu Sanxing to rob tombs for so many years, and had encountered two or three so-called empty tombs.
The construction of these tombs was quite luxurious, but in reality, the tombs would not have any valuable burial items.
These tombs were either built as empty tombs to commemorate the deceased, when the corpse could not be found.
Another possibility.
It was built as a fake tomb to deceive people.
“No.”
“Did you forget about the village that was slaughtered?”
“Could it be that what’s inside ran out?”
Wu Xie, who spoke these words, couldn’t help but look around, afraid that something would suddenly jump out.
The tomb chamber suddenly became silent.
His words sent chills down the spines of the few who were staring at the burial items.
The terrifying sight of the mountain village and the blood corpses outside, appeared in their minds again.
For a moment, the atmosphere inside the tomb chamber was a little eerie.
In the end, it was Wu Sanxing who broke the silence, saying: “Wu Xie is right, Pan Zi, Xiao Ge, we should be more vigilant.”
Lin Chuan, however, had discovered something different in the coffin.
He reached out and touched the bottom of the coffin, his two fingers touching a sticky substance.
He brought it to his nose and smelled it.
A stench mixed with a pungent fishy smell.
Lin Chuan frowned and asked: “Xiao Ge, what do you think?”
Zhang Qi Ling followed Lin Chuan’s example and touched the bottom of the coffin, then brought it to his nose and smelled the odor.
“It’s corpse blood, it’s injured.”
Injured?!
Lin Chuan’s face changed slightly upon hearing this.
Besides Zhang Qi Ling, everyone present knew what these few words represented.
“Injured, who’s injured?”
“Lin Zi, Xiao Ge, stop whispering, people who don’t know will think you’re being romantic.”
Wang Fatty was dissatisfied with the two of them whispering.
“Xiao Ge, Brother Lin, do you know something?”
Wu Sanxing asked.
Zhang Qi Ling, however, remained silent in response to his question.
Lin Chuan guessed the other person’s thoughts and explained: “This matter probably has something to do with his family’s secrets, so no matter how you ask, he probably won’t say anything.”
An Ning asked: “Lin Chuan, what do you know?”
Lin Chuan smiled: “Of course, but don’t forget, I’m also a newsmonger, this kind of secret is worth a lot.”
“You!”
He had already paid one hundred and twenty thousand, and he still owed one million.
He wouldn’t even reveal a piece of news.
An Ning couldn’t help but want to lash out.
But she stopped after just saying one word.
She shook her head.
Her gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the stone screen behind the coffin.
“An Ning, what are you looking at?”
Wu Xie didn’t understand and looked in the direction she was looking, but there was nothing there.
“There’s something behind the screen.”
An Ning said with a solemn expression, her hand already gripping her pistol.
There’s something?!
Everyone was startled!
“Pan Zi.”
Wu Sanxing called out, and Pan Zi immediately understood.
He held his military knife tightly.
He walked towards the stone screen silently.
Even though the unknown was frightening.
Even Pan Zi, who had seen people come back from the dead, couldn’t help but feel a little nervous.
“No matter what you are, I’ll chop you up!”
Pan Zi rolled forward, making a chopping motion.
However, nothing happened.
The flashlight shone.
He saw that there was actually another passage behind the screen.
Pan Zi breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to the outside: “Third Master! There’s nothing there!”
“But there’s another path!”
Wu Sanxing and the others were also relieved when they heard this.
Wang Fatty, even more dissatisfied, looked at An Ning and couldn’t help but grumble: “Girl, you know that ghosts are not scary, but people are the most terrifying, right? If you do this again, Fatty needs a raise!”
“It’s a blessing in disguise, otherwise how could we have found the passage behind?,”
“I told you, an emperor’s tomb, how could it be so simple.”
However, An Ning insisted: “But I really saw a child!”
Wu Xie stepped forward and comforted her: “Okay An Ning, don’t listen to Fatty’s nonsense, if you hadn’t been mistaken this time, we might not have discovered the passage behind so quickly.”
“I told you, the Western Zhou Emperor’s tomb, how could it be so simple.”
“Third Uncle, don’t you agree?”
An Ning insisted: “I’m telling the truth!”
While everyone else thought she was mistaken.
Lin Chuan suddenly said: “You said you saw another child?”
An Ning, as if she had found a savior, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: “Yes, six or seven years old! Wearing torn clothes!”
Lin Chuan pursued: “Is there a character between his eyebrows?”
An Ning exclaimed: “You saw it too?!”
It was not only seen, it was right in front of him!
Wu Xie, who was next to An Ning.
There was a little boy hanging on Wu Xie’s shoulder, right now.
This little boy was dressed in rags.
His face was covered in dirt.
But his mouth was covered in blood.
Between his eyebrows.
There was a small seal script character “灵” (ling), the character was red, the entire appearance was extremely demonic, it was frightening to look at.
They...can’t see it?
Lin Chuan’s expression was serious, it was clear that this thing was a ghost.
And he had activated the “万邪不侵” (Myriad Evils Cannot Invade), so he was able to see this ghost?
But why could An Ning see it?
Amidst his thoughts.
The little boy on Wu Xie’s neck seemed about to do something.
His two black hands reached towards Wu Xie’s crown, as if he was about to pry open his head.
“Tian Zhen.”
Lin Chuan’s sudden interruption stopped the little boy’s actions.
The little boy immediately looked in Lin Chuan’s direction.
As if he was curious about something?
“Little Brother Lin, what’s wrong?”
Wu Xie seemed to feel uncomfortable and moved his neck slightly.
“Here’s something for you.”
Lin Chuan ripped off the mojin talisman around his neck and threw it towards Wu Xie.
Wu Xie subconsciously caught it.
Only then did he see clearly that it was the mojin talisman that Wang Fatty had taken out earlier.
It was at this moment.
The little boy on Wu Xie’s neck, as if a cat had been stimulated, bounced away quickly.
He was far away from Wu Xie in an instant.
In the dimly lit tomb chamber.
Lin Chuan could see that the thing was baring its teeth and claws at him right now.
As if he was very angry at his interruption.
Wu Xie asked happily and curiously: “Little Brother Lin, don’t you need it?”
Lin Chuan walked over to him and snatched the mojin talisman from his hand.
“Do you know.”
“Just now, you almost died.”