Chapter 907 Specter Appears

   And in another funeral room that was almost the same, a group of people, a little bit of morality.

   They looked at the room full of coffins, and after exploring the mechanism, someone quickly stepped forward to open the first coffin.

  Others took precautions, lest something jump up in the coffin.

   However, when the coffin was opened, there were no remains or ghosts, but a coffin full of gold.

   "Why is there so much gold in this place?" Seeing Jin Zi's first reaction, everyone was greedy, "There are so many coffins, shouldn't they be all?"

   "Which aristocrat's tomb is this? With so much gold, if you grab it out, you still need to fight in this life?"

  Some people feel uneasy: "Don't you think it's gloomy here? Isn't there really something dirty?"

   This group of people is entry-level at best.

  The depth of metaphysics, why it has become a feudal superstition today, because of talent.

   If the talent has not yet arrived, and the heart is not sincere, let alone put in the effort, how can one obtain the Tao?

   "What nonsense? Isn't this just an ordinary tomb? Do you really think there are so many ghosts in this world? There are so many ghosts, how can we still live to this day?"

   "Then how do you divide the gold?"

   "It doesn't matter how it is divided, whoever gets it counts as whoever gets it. Anyway, we can't finish it if we look at it so much, so we still need to grab it?"

   "Could it be the coffin next to it?"

   Someone actually went to open the coffin next to it, "There is something inside, and the condition is good, but there are people's bones in it, and people are buried."

   "Who cares who it buried? Anyway, just take the thing," someone laughed. "Anyway, these people are all dead, and it's useless to hold this gold."

   The others also laughed.

   However, they didn't realize that when their hands touched the gold and silver covered with resentment, their faces changed. Originally, it was only the Yintang that turned black, but now the whole face is black.

   It's just that they didn't notice at all, and the paper talismans they wore turned black inadvertently, but everyone was immersed in the joy of the treasures, and no one noticed the burning of the paper talismans turning black.

   In other words, the environment here, and the black air surrounding them, have numbed their senses, let alone burning, only the desire for money is left in their eyes.

  Gold and jade wares kept stuffing into the bag, getting heavier and heavier, until one of them was almost full, and when he looked up, he saw a blood-red patch as far as his eyes could see.

   "Hey, stop stuffing, what's going on?" the man said.

   No one paid any attention to him.

  The man simply patted the person next to him, "Hello."

   As a result, the person next to him ignored him, but he didn't stuff gold, which was a bit strange.

  This dress...Did any of them come in in white clothes?

   In a place like the tomb, everyone is somewhat shy, wearing white is like going to a funeral, wearing red is afraid of collision, so everyone tacitly wears the inconspicuous color of gray.

  This white...

   "Who are you?" The man's voice began to tremble, then he shoved his companion who was still picking up gold, and shouted loudly, "Wake up! Wake up! Run away, you guys!"

The pushed person woke up like a dream, but when he raised his eyes, he was met with a pale face, a big white face, but not red lips, but a dull lip color, long hair scattered, but two black eyes. A hole in lacquer, a mouth, a mouth full of black filth dripping out.

   (end of this chapter)