"Tsk, tsk, it's really exciting to watch this kind of live broadcast in the dead of night..."
"Get ready, a thrilling plot is about to take place."
"You idiots who need to pee, go pee quickly, otherwise you may be so scared that you pee in your pants soon..."
"It's coming, it's coming, this is what I've been waiting for, it's worth my insistence to see it now."
"Come on, I'm fully prepared, come and scare me!"
"Hey, tell me, what will appear next? A giant rice dumpling? A ghost? Or a python?"
"I'm so excited, I feel like my blood is boiling."
[Your ancestor] In the live broadcast room, a group of bold spectators were chattering and making a lot of noise.
"?????"
"I said, aren't you scared at all?"
"Is there something wrong with you?"
"I dare not look at it, husband, where is my husband?"
"..."
A group of timid spectators started shouting one after another.
In the live broadcast room, there was a wave of excitement as usual, and at the same time, various gift reminders also appeared on the live broadcast interface one after another as usual.
In the tree hole, next to the huge sarcophagus.
Ding Ze, who deliberately cooperated with Wu Xie and acted like he was frightened, silently counted the time and waited for seven or eight seconds. When he felt that the performance was almost done, he took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket and whispered.
"What's going on? Static interference? Is it a problem on our side or on Boss Wang's side?"
After saying 'confused', Ding Ze spoke into the intercom, "Boss Wang? What's wrong with you over there?"
Sizzle sizzle.
Harsh sounds kept ringing.
There was a vague sound of human words mixed in with it.
"Boss Wang? What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly," he pretended to say, making sure he couldn't hear clearly what Boss Wang said. Ding Ze looked at Wu Xie, "It seems to be a problem on our side."
Wu Xie frowned, his eyes serious, "Well... there should be something here that can interfere with the radio."
"Try turning the switch on and off a few times to see if the interference sound persists."
Ding Ze nodded and Ma Liu followed suit.
As a result, the interference sound still exists and there is no change.
Ding Ze reached out and patted the walkie-talkie again. The buzzing sound was still the same, "What the hell, where did this kind of interference come from?"
"And why did it suddenly appear just now when it hadn't happened before?"
Saying 'puzzled', Ding Ze moved his arm and moved the intercom around, looking for the source of the interference.
In the blink of an eye.
If you stay away from the sarcophagus, the sizzling sound will weaken, and if you get closer to the sarcophagus, the sizzling sound will increase. This slightly disturbing fact was placed in front of the two of them.
Wu Xie immediately made a voice, and his voice was obviously nervous, "The source of interference is in the coffin..."
Ding Ze didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and slowly inserted the walkie-talkie into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body.
The intercom just entered the gap.
In an instant.
'Sizzssssssssss!'
The harsh sound suddenly became louder several times, and it sounded like someone suddenly let out a hysterical scream...
Hear the sound.
Ding Ze decisively withdrew his hand and took back the walkie-talkie.
Suddenly, the hysterical screams disappeared, and the sound coming from the intercom turned back into a harsh hissing sound.
"There is indeed something in the coffin!"
"That thing, I'm afraid, has some connection with the benefits Lao Itchy said!!"
Turning his head towards Wu Xie, who was motionless with a strong look of fright in his eyes, Ding Ze spoke seriously and then, with a movement of his fingers, he turned off the intercom and spoke again.
"We have to go in."
Hear this.
Wu Xie immediately widened his eyes further, and the rejection in his eyes was so obvious that he didn't want him.
Wu Xie did not speak immediately. He stared at Ding Ze for a few seconds before moving his mouth. "Boss Wang is still calling outside. Otherwise, call him over and let him go in first to take a look?"
Ding Ze shook his head, "It's impossible for him to go in first. Your idea is unrealistic."
As soon as the words left my mouth.
suddenly.
‘The, the, the~~’
The penetrating sound of teeth grinding that had disappeared for a while suddenly reappeared.
This time, the sound was much louder than last time.
Wu Xie's breathing suddenly became heavy, "Damn it, why is this sound coming again?"
"And, damn, it sounds like the sound is coming from the coffin?"
Wu Xie's tone was complicated, and he said in shock and annoyance, "It feels like someone is wearing wooden clogs, jumping in place in a coffin... What exactly is going on?"
Ding Ze heard it but didn't reply.
'The situation... To put it simply, you are being fooled around by Comrade Lao Itch.'
Ding Ze thought, pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
As an original author, he naturally knew that the old itch that made such a "crack" sound was not in the coffin now.
'So, Old Itch is on the other side of this sarcophagus?'
Ding Ze thought about it and felt that it should be so, so he stopped thinking about it and continued to think about it.
'According to the original plot...if I were not here, Wu Xie would become more and more scared soon...'
'Then, Lao Itchi, disguised as Boss Wang, will sneak around and have a big battle with Wu Xie soon...'
'So, do you want this plot to happen?'
'If it doesn't happen, the amazing reversal later will be meaningless...'
With his thoughts racing, Ding Ze made a decision, and then, with a serious tone, he spoke to Wu Xie.
"No matter what the situation is, it has come to this point, and we have to figure it out!"
"I think we shouldn't waste any more time."
"Pull a rope. I'll go in and explore the path first. You wait for me here. By the way, be prepared to pull me up immediately if something goes wrong inside."
He said this in one breath, and without waiting for Wu Xie to respond, Ding Ze simply reached into his backpack and took out a small bundle of climbing ropes.
"Brother Ding, are you...are you sure? There is definitely a big problem inside this coffin. You went in so rashly..." Seeing Ding Ze take out the climbing rope, Wu Xie said with a solemn tone and very worried.
Ding Ze waved his hand and interrupted Wu Xie, "It's okay. As long as there are no ghosts inside, I won't be in any big danger. You have to believe in my ability."
Wu Xie: "..."
Wu Xie was speechless for a few seconds, "Where are the rice dumplings? It's no problem."
Ding Ze smiled and said, "No problem."
Wu Xie: "(⊙o⊙)...Then you must be careful..."
'Wu Xie, actually, it's you who should be careful...'
Ding Ze muttered silently, without further words, he moved his body, and in a blink of an eye, he tied one end of the climbing rope to a thick tree root nearby.
Then, I returned to the sarcophagus and pulled it first to test the firmness. After making sure it was very firm, I let go and let the climbing rope hang down from the gap between the coffin lid and the body.
"Okay, I'm going down."
"You wait for my news."
"in addition……"
As Ding Ze spoke, his bad taste came out and he stopped talking, deliberately not finishing his words.
Wu Xie: "????"
Wu Xie raised his eyebrows as a matter of course, a little anxiously, "What else?"
Ding Ze: "Also, you should be careful, because the outside of the coffin may not necessarily be safe."
Wu Xie was speechless: "..."
Ding Ze didn't say much, smiled secretly, followed the climbing rope, and began to slide down into the coffin slowly.