Surrounded by the sarcophagus, everyone noticed that the lid of the sarcophagus was not completely closed, and there was still a finger-wide gap. Shang Zuo explained that they left in a hurry.

"After you take out the grave goods, do you still remember to help the tomb owner seal the coffin?" Zigui asked mercilessly.

Hearing that, Shang Zuo's face turned pale, and he explained with some embarrassment that if thieves don't leave the tomb and seal the pavilion, this is a rule handed down from ancient times. Yes, or you will be punished sooner or later.

After saying this, Shang Zuo recalled that when they came here last time, there were more than 20 of them. Now, he is the only one left. Still... Still living in this way, he couldn't help but feel sad.

If it wasn't for his own greed, how could he have caused his parents to die tragically.

Shang Zuo bit his lip and stared at the sarcophagus with bloodshot eyes. In any case, he would reseal the starving ghost to avenge his parents.

Fatty was the closest to the sarcophagus, and he felt the most obvious. An indescribable chilly aura overflowed along the unclosed gap of the coffin lid and penetrated into the bone marrow.

At this time, Shang Zuo had already taken off his shirt, revealing the head of the Holy Maiden wrapped in golden cloth. Han Juanjuan stared at the head from the corner of his eye, and his breathing became rapid.

"What's going on?" Shang Zuo was a little flustered, "Why is the head of the saint still growing on my body, it... why won't it let me go? There is a sarcophagus in front of me!"

Han Juanjuan swallowed and said, "Are you wrapping it too tightly? Let go of this cloth and try it?"

Reaching out his hand to stroke the sarcophagus, Zigui shook his head, "It should have nothing to do with Bu. It's this sarcophagus. Maybe we have to open the sarcophagus first, before the saint's head will let him go."

The fat man also echoed Zigui's words, looking at the tunnel when he came, and added: "Perhaps the head of the saint sensed some kind of danger, and only after the danger is eliminated, will she be willing to return to the sarcophagus."

Hearing Fatty's words, everyone's originally relaxed hearts were suddenly lifted again. The only thing in the snow-capped mountains that could make the Saintess feel dangerous was the starving ghost.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We haven't encountered anything along the way. If we were discovered by the starving ghost, how could we not have been attacked?" Han Juanjuan clenched his fists, stared at the fat man and said angrily, "You Keep saying that you care about your friends, if it's later, they will be killed by the starving ghost!"

"Volume." Zigui interrupted him, "It's not that we haven't met, it's just that we avoided it. There is a problem in those snowmen, and Mr. Wang and I have encountered it."

"You guys are too nervous!" Han Juanjuan said loudly, "You know, it's not that I'm in a hurry, it's that the situation is really urgent. The other team and Lu Yu and her are all waiting for us!"

"Lu Yu is injured, how long can she survive alone, have you ever thought about her?!" Han Juanjuan became weaker and weaker as he talked, and finally his eyes were red, and his voice was a little crying.

"This brother is right!" Shang Zuo also got excited and walked towards the sarcophagus. He put his two hands on the lid of the coffin. It looked like the museum was about to open, but he kicked something very hard under his feet and said, " Click." There was a sound.

The tomb was relatively large, and a flashlight was used to illuminate it, so there was inevitably a blind spot. Shang Zuo used his mobile phone to illuminate his feet and found that what he kicked was a stone.

And like this kind of stone, all around the sarcophagus, all of them, each stone is flat, standing up, this one just happened to be kicked down by him.

"This is what you did too?" Fatty asked curiously.

There were doubts on Shang Zuo's face, and after a while, he said in a panic, "No, it's not us. Before I left, it was the coffin that I brought someone to seal. There were absolutely no stones on the ground at that time!"

"What's going on?" Zigui couldn't help but be wary.

Fatty used his flashlight to shine on the ground. After careful observation, he found that the placement of the stones was very particular, showing an arrow-like shape as a whole.

In the direction pointed by the arrow, everyone found a boxy thing wrapped in black hide.

This thing was inconspicuous in the dimly lit burial chamber, and no one would have noticed if it weren't for the arrows to guide it.

But obviously, this thing is not simple.

A whole black dog's skin was used to wrap this thing. The black dog's dry head was still attached to the skin, and the hollow eyes were even more bizarre against the background of the tomb.

After opening it, the dog skin was wrapped in a black wooden box.

The box contained a very delicate prayer wheel inlaid with gold and various precious stones.

While seeing the prayer wheel, Fatty suddenly felt a sense of deja vu.

That's right!

The monk who gave them the task on the bus held such a luxurious prayer wheel in his hand. Except for the size, the two were almost identical!

At the same time, Fatty thought of what happened in the village at the foot of the mountain.

After the doctor and the others came back, they said they saw a mani pile and a wooden box with prayer wheels on the side of the road.

More importantly, the doctor said later that the prayer wheel was placed in that kind of place to prevent something pretending to be an adult, taking advantage of the crowd and sneaking into the sacrificial procession.

Could it be... Fatty's eyes froze, but before he could remind him, he heard a strange sound coming from the passage they came in, as if something was crawling inside.

speedy.

Han Juanjuan's face was startled, and he immediately urged: "It's too late, the starving ghost is chasing, we will open the museum to complete the task!"

But he just said that he has no plans to go to open the museum, and seems to be waiting for others to do it.

"No hurry!" The fat man picked up the prayer wheel and said immediately, "We each take the prayer wheel and turn it a few times. After we finish turning, we will open the coffin."

Fatty clearly remembers that when Jiang Cheng told this story, he mentioned that ~lightnovelpub.net~ the prayer wheel must be turned clockwise, but those things cannot be done. will turn counterclockwise.

Listening to the crawling sounds coming from outside, everyone could make up their minds that the huge starving ghost could not stand in the passage, and was crawling towards them with both hands and feet.

Fatty was the first to pick up the prayer wheel, "Everyone should turn clockwise." After he finished turning, he handed it to Zigui next to him. Zigui didn't hesitate. After turning clockwise a few times, he handed it to Zigui Shang Zuo.

At this time, Fatty and Zigui raised their hearts, worried that it would be bad if the guy who had followed them all the way was a ghost.

But after seeing Shang Zuo turn clockwise a few times with their own eyes, their hearts were relieved slightly.

"It's your turn." Shang Zuo shoved the prayer wheel into the hand of the Korean scroll like a hot potato. all.

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