"What treasures are there?" Infected by Shang Zuo's exaggerated atmosphere, the fat man couldn't help but urge.

Shang Zuo took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "There is no treasure in there, only a weird corpse."

"The corpse was dressed in a splendid and colorful dress, which was very bright. It was completely different from what the locals were wearing. It looked like a young and beautiful woman."

"But the strange thing is that the woman's head was wrapped in a large wooden box."

"Out of curiosity, we opened the wooden box, and there was a layer of golden cloth inside." Shang Zuo suddenly showed an annoyed expression, held his head and said, "I already felt something was wrong at this time. I recognized it.

That is not an ordinary yellow cloth at all, but a very special Dala Sutra quilt, the kind used to suppress evil spirits!"

"I stopped them immediately and told them not to open it again. Leave here now, seal the tomb door, and never come back!"

"But...but they don't believe it at all. No, I suspect they are simply fascinated by the things in the tomb."

"After lifting the Dala Sutra quilt, we saw this head."

"This...how could this be a human head? It's clearly that kind of thing."

"It's a ghost, it's a ghost!"

"My boss pulled out a gun, pointed it at me, and said it was all because of me that they lost everything. He...he actually asked me to saw off the head!"

"And he said he would take it back!" Shang Zuo's voice trembled.

Hearing this, the people in Jiangcheng's group felt violently, thinking that if the boss wasn't being controlled, he must be crazy.

"He has a gun, and in our profession, killing someone in a tomb is almost like killing a chicken. No matter how scared I am, I dare not not do it."

Shang Zuo grabbed his hair, his voice full of fear, "I did as I was told, I... I sawed off the head of the corpse, put it in a backpack, and carried it behind my back, along with the quilt that wrapped the head.

Taken away together."

"The moment I sawed off the head, I heard a sharp scream, the kind that could pierce the eardrum. I was frightened, but I asked everyone, and I was the only one who heard it."

"Originally we entered the Saint's Tomb around noon, but by the time we went out, it was already dark outside."

"Obviously we were only delayed in there for at most 2 hours!"

"As soon as we left the Saint's Tomb, there was a huge blizzard blowing outside, covering the sky and the sun, which I have never seen before."

"A group of us got lost in the blizzard and couldn't get out no matter how hard we walked. People kept dying due to various reasons along the way."

"What's even more terrifying is that we gradually discovered that there was a ferocious evil spirit hidden in the storm!"

"It's...the starving ghosts who attacked us!" Shang Zuo suddenly raised his head and said.

"The hungry ghosts are going for that head." Jiang Cheng said calmly.

Shang Zuo nodded painfully, let go of his hand, and held a few torn hairs between his fingers, "In the end, only the boss and I were left. We trudged hard on the snow, like a walking zombie, everything was

ate up."

Shang Zuo gritted his teeth, with a crazy expression on his face, "My boss actually had an idea for me in the end. He asked me to walk in front, and then hid behind him and shot me!"

"Afraid that I would not die, I shot him again." Shang Mo looked miserable, "I fell to the ground after being shot. When he came over to check, I found the opportunity to knock him down and then killed him!"

Shang Zuo showed a strange smile, more like crying than laughing, "In the end, I relied on my boss to finally get out of the blizzard."

Hearing this, Huaiyi, Gongsun, Sun Zhiruo and others couldn't help but change their expressions.

"Your boss hid behind you and hit you with a gun, and then shot you again, but you killed him all in return?" Zigui asked.

"Both shots he shot were on the head." Shang Zuo explained with a strange expression: "Isn't it strange that I haven't lost this head after trekking for so long."

"I couldn't figure this out either. It seemed like a voice kept telling me not to throw it away. I...I actually listened to that voice." Shang Zuo swallowed hard and raised his head.

, gestured in a weird voice: "And...and that's a woman's voice."

Looking at the strange human head growing behind Shang Zuo and connected to him, everyone had a strange feeling, as if the head would open its eyes and come to life in the next second.

"After I came down the mountain, the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong. So I found a safe place and planned to take off my backpack and dispose of the heads inside."

"But..." Shang Zuo's eyes were trembling with fear, "I can't take off the backpack anymore. When I exert force, my skin and flesh are torn apart and it hurts, as if the backpack has grown on me."

"I turned my back to the mirror and used scissors to cut open the backpack bit by bit. Only then did I realize that the human head had grown on my back out of nowhere!"

"I don't feel anything!"

"terrible!"

"And I can also feel that there is something around me, right near me, that is looking for me, that kind of sight, the feeling of being watched..." Shang Zuo described it as best as he could, and finally looked

Asking everyone: "Can you understand?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at his own shadow inadvertently, looked away, and nodded, "I can probably understand."

"It's that guy in the snowstorm, the starving ghost. It's looking for me, and it has no intention of letting me go!"

"I was too scared to stay in one place, otherwise it would find me sooner or later, so I chose to run away."

"Go back home first."

"I found a smuggler, bought a smuggling ticket, and returned to China. On the way, I found the golden quilt wrapped around the human head, and wrapped the head in the quilt. The feeling of being spied on became much better.

"

"I thought about it later, that sutra quilt should have the effect of isolating." Shang Zuo said seriously.

"But when I got home about a week later, I discovered that something happened at home and both my parents were dead."

"I only took one look at that kind of death and knew it was the work of a starving man!"

"I don't dare to go near home, it has already found me, but I have to avenge my parents!" Shang Zuo looked fierce, "I carefully studied the notes left by my grandfather, and coupled with my personal experience, I

I’ve probably sorted out the whole story.”

"Just like what I told you, the rumors about the Saint's tomb are true. The Saint did seal the starving ghost in her body."

"And I...under the coercion of my boss, I saw off the saint's head and released the starving ghost with my own hands!"

"The only way to deal with the starving ghost now is to go back to the saint's tomb, connect the saint's head, and seal the starving ghost again!" Shang Zuo emphasized.

"The appearance of this saint is too scary. Why do I feel that this saint is not a normal person?" The fat man expressed the concerns of many people.
Chapter completed!