The malachite sarcophagus opened strangely, and I was so frightened that I suddenly sweated, and the full beads of sweat on my forehead rolled down. I kept comforting myself with the words of my ancestors that they would not harm future generations, but no one could guarantee it.
There's no way something will really happen!
I stood up abruptly and quickly stepped back. Just as I took two trembling steps back, my back suddenly seemed to be hit by something, causing me to stumble and fall on the malachite sarcophagus.
The lantern was placed on a slightly shorter spider-shaped wooden chair, but I still witnessed everything in the sarcophagus, and my eyes widened in surprise.
A ball of light of gemstones emerged from the malachite sarcophagus. Although the things in front of me were really surprising, the strange power just now was very weird. The first thing I thought of was, could it be that the ghost of Guo Shoujing pushed me? I quickly took off the sheepskin
I put the roll in front of me and looked back, but there was nothing there! It was completely empty.
I thought that Jiazi Legs and the old village leader were guarding the door outside. It couldn't be man-made. They couldn't have poked me and then shrank back. This was impossible! The old village master valued it so much.
This matter is related to the subsequent development and destiny of the Northern Xiang Kingdom. How could it be possible to pull this off? Jiazi's legs were looked at by the old village leader again. This and this... cannot be caused by his own mental disorder. The peacock sarcophagus opened inexplicably.
There was no external force. If the bronze brick just now was a mechanism, then the reaction would have been too slow.
How to say ghosts is very complicated. If you don’t believe that they exist, the legends in the history of rural areas are not groundless, but are groundless. Those "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" also started from scratch; if you believe in the existence of ghosts,
, everything is suspicious, and everything I look at is not a ghost.
At this time, I no longer cared about anything, and showed the ruthlessness I had at the bottom of the tomb. Although I had no sleeves, I didn’t know why I nervously pretended to roll up my sleeves. During this period, I was
Numb.
I looked into the malachite sarcophagus and unexpectedly saw a big rice dumpling!
I saw only a human figure wrapped in black leather. It was really difficult for me to tell what kind of skin it was. At the same time, I had no experience in this area. I knew that this was the remains of Guo Shoujing's ancestor. The inner wall of the coffin around him
There are many red crystals inlaid on it. Suddenly my brain twitched, and it reminded me of the scene before leaving the Qinglong Ghost Palace. The hair mound pointed to the red crystals wrapped in cloth, which were exactly the same. At this time, these
The crystals flashed and flashed, as if they were alive.
I took a closer look at this time, and I couldn't help but open my mouth. This is a "spirit-rising insect"! This is a slightly larger spirit-rising insect! No! These should be the damn soul-rising insect kings! My mother-in-law
Yeah, how much is this? It’s much more valuable than those priceless treasures!
It seems that Guo Shoujing stole it from Cao Cao. No wonder Cao Cao would secretly search for Guo Shoujing's whereabouts. Looking at these worm kings, my heart suddenly became heavier. I suddenly saw the body between the hands.
There is a small copper box, which is very delicate, and the dark green gems inlaid on it are dazzling.
Suddenly, a strange wind came from nowhere, and the copper box was blown away by the wind. I thought this must be the intention of ancestor Guo Shoujing, so I put it in the inner pocket of the jeans on my upper body.
I quietly closed the coffin lid and knelt down to worship a few more times.
I walked out holding the lantern that had turned into a normal color. In the darkness behind me, I could hear the sound of the bronze brick rubbing together and slowly returning to its original position...
