Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Wu Sansheng threw a few lighting sticks into the broken hole in the brick wall, and only walked in after making sure that there was nothing unusual inside.

What Zhang Qiling said was correct. The place where they came down was a place for sacrifice. There were many funerary objects and bones in the sacrificial pit in the middle.

Pan Zi jumped down into the sacrificial pit and took the sacrificial items inside.

"Why did you jump down? Do you want to be a sacrifice?" Wu Sansheng shouted at Pan Zi.

Pan Zi picked up a few things and showed them to him, "Third Master, look, there are quite a few good things in here..."

Before he could finish his words, the large sarcophagus in front of the sacrificial pit made a slight strange noise. Although the sound was not loud, they all heard it.

Wu Xie stared at the sarcophagus in front of him, swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and stood there without daring to move.

"Third... Third Master, what was that sound just now?" Da Kui's face turned pale with fright, and he held the steel pipe in his hand tightly.

The huge tomb was extremely silent, and no one dared to act rashly when they were unsure of the situation.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo..." Zhang Qiling made a frog-like sound with a stern face and discussed with the person in the coffin.

Wu Xie slowly moved to Wu Sansheng's side and whispered, "Uncle San, what is he doing? Is he talking to the person in the coffin?"

Wu Sansheng shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Seeing this, Pan Zi didn't dare to stay in the sacrificial pit any longer. He climbed out in a hurry and put back all the burial objects in his hands.

Despite this, the person in the coffin was still very unhappy. The lid of the sarcophagus was shaking violently and black smoke was filling out from the open gap.

The coffin lid was shaking more and more violently, flying up and down constantly, and the black smoke was getting more and more.

Zhang Qiling had no choice but to kneel down and continue discussing with the person in the coffin. As soon as his knees bent an arc, his arm was grabbed by Zhang Hanyan.

"Hanyan? They angered it, I..."

"I know, but if we don't kneel to it, what kind of person is worthy of you kneeling to it?"

Zhang Hanyan's words made the sarcophagus shake more and more violently. Her brows turned cold, and she drew the long sword from her waist, secretly infused spiritual energy into the sword body, and attached a demon-suppressing talisman to it.

If I can subdue the devil, why should I be afraid of a useless dumpling like you?

She threw the sword at the sarcophagus, and the tip of the sword was firmly nailed into the pattern carved on the coffin.

"That's enough! If you move again, I'll grind you to dust and scatter your soul!"

She roared angrily, and the coffin lid, which had been shaking and fluttering just now, immediately closed tightly in its original position, as quiet as a chicken.

If they had not witnessed it with their own eyes just now, they would probably have thought that nothing had happened in this tomb.

"Uncle San, even zongzi are afraid of her! Is she the ancestor of zongzi?"

Wu Sansheng slapped Wu Xie on the back of his head, "What are you talking about, you little brat!"

"Yes, Young Master San, look at how he looks, he doesn't look like a zongzi at all." Pan Zi said with a smile.

Now that the crisis was resolved, Pan Zi was in the mood to joke around, and his nervous look from before was no longer visible.

Zhang Hanyan walked over and pulled out the long sword nailed to the sarcophagus. With a flip of her wrist, the long sword returned to her waist.

She patted the quiet sarcophagus and said, "You've got to know your place. Otherwise... I'll kill you again!"

Zhang Qiling looked at her domineering appearance, pursed his lips slightly, and had no idea what to say. He could only walk towards her.

"Hanyan, let's keep moving forward."

"Okay." Zhang Hanyan looked at Wu Sanxing and the others behind him, "Are you going to leave or not? If not, we will leave. If this guy gets up later, we won't be responsible."

She looked so serious that it was hard to tell that she was joking, which scared Wu Xie and Da Kui so much that they ran towards them frantically.

Even Wu Sanxing walked in a hurry.

"Are you so scared? You're so scared yet you dare to run towards the sarcophagus? Aren't you afraid that I will make it rise and eat you?"

Zhang Hanyan patted the sarcophagus and said, "Whoever's inside, make some noise."

As soon as she finished speaking, the peaceful sarcophagus began to shake again. Wu Xie, who had already run in front of them, turned around directly, it was so clean and neat, without any hesitation!

Not only them, even Zhang Qiling's face turned pale.

"Hahaha... look at your courage. Let's go. It won't dare to do anything."

Her smile was bright, and even in the dimly lit tomb, it was still very eye-catching. Knowing that she was trying to scare people on purpose, Zhang Qiling raised a faint smile.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling turned around, walked around the sarcophagus and headed towards the passage behind it.

"Uncle San, are we leaving?" Wu Xie asked uncertainly.

"Let's go! She was just teasing us, she didn't really mean to hurt anyone."

At Wu Sansheng's command, several people had to follow him forward, catching up with Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling.

The further they went inside, the wider the passage became, and even the decorations on the stone walls became more exquisite.

At the bottom of the corridor is a huge jade door. The door is wide open and the mechanism on it is destroyed. It seems that someone has already entered.

"With so many coffins, which one belongs to the tomb owner?" Pan Zi stood on the stone steps and illuminated the entire tomb with a flashlight.

There are seven coffins in the tomb, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper.

Each coffin is made of stone and is exactly the same in size and appearance, making it difficult to tell which one belongs to the tomb owner.

"This is the Seven Star Coffin. Wu Xie, there are words on this stone coffin. Come and see if you can understand it."

Wu Sansheng called out softly, and Wu Xie immediately ran towards him.

He squatted in front of the first sarcophagus and studied it for a long time before saying, "This tomb belongs to King Lu Shang. It is said that he has a ghost seal in his hand that can summon the ghost soldiers of the underworld to fight for him. He was named King Lu Shang by the king of Lu.

This tomb was built by Duke Lu for King Lu Shang, hoping that King Lu Shang, who had passed away on the spot, would come back. "

"Stinky boy, I didn't expect you to understand so much, not bad."

"Third Master, this sarcophagus has been opened, and there is a foreigner inside."

Pan Zi was about to reach out and touch the foreigner's body when Zhang Qiling held his arm down, "Don't move, the real owner is underneath him."

The flashlight shone in from the edge of the coffin, and sure enough, I saw a black corpse underneath.

While they were all checking the sarcophagus in the tomb, Zhang Hanyan stood alone on the stone steps of Yumen, looking at a clay jar dangling in the corner.

Wu Xie and Da Kui had already discovered the extra person and were quietly moving towards his position, preparing to take him down.

Their attack missed and instead broke the clay pot that the man was holding on his head. The man was too slippery, like a slippery loach, and they could never catch him.