As I looked around, I realized that in this empty tomb, apart from the sword-testing stone that was blocking the way outside, there was only the bloody and corpse-filled ground in front of me. There was nothing else!
The empty, dark tomb exuded a sinister, unpredictable, and terrifying atmosphere. Within the depths, apart from the breathing and footsteps of Zhang Haitao, me, and the other four, no other sound could be heard. Yet, precisely because of this, it seemed even more terrifying.
"What is that?" Suddenly, the brothel owner said in surprise, pointing at the bloody corpse.
Our eyes followed the direction of the brothel owner's finger and stared towards the center of the bloody corpse field. We saw small bubbles gurgling in the very center of the bloody corpse field, and there was a faint angle floating in the blood.
This edge is like the corner of a piece of wood.
We stared at the blood-soaked corpses for a long moment, pondering and observing. Then, Zhang Haitao pulled a long iron rod from his bag and thrust it into the center of the bloody mass. He hooked the rod onto the sharp corners floating on the bloody ground, then gently pulled. The exposed wooden object began to float and sink, moving closer to the edge.
We stood aside, watching Zhang Haitao pull the object floating on the bloody ground to the shore. He then put down the iron rod, put on gas gloves, and reached into the pool of blood, trying to pull the object out. But it seemed too heavy. Zhang Haitao exerted force suddenly and almost pulled himself under the pool of blood. It was too heavy!
Zhang Haitao's face looked a little off, as if his soul was about to fly away. He recounted that if a person fell into a pool of blood in a corpse-filled area, they would easily be saturated by the vast pools of crimson blood and sink, like a swamp. Once they fell in, they couldn't climb out on their own.
This land of blood and corpses is like a blood swamp. If you fall into it, you will surely die!
"Let me help!" Lao Sha walked up, slowly reaching his gloved hands into the sticky and disgusting pool of blood and grabbed something. Zhang Haitao also grabbed something on the other side, and then they both exerted force at the same time and suddenly lifted up the object floating under the pool of blood.
boom!
With Lao Sha's strength, Zhang Haitao was obviously inferior. After the object was lifted up, Lao Sha used too much force, and Zhang Haitao's body tilted under the force, and he almost fell into the pile of blood and corpses again. I was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and quickly reached out to grab him and pull him back.
"That was a close call!" Zhang Haitao broke into a cold sweat, looking at the pool of blood with corpses all over the ground behind him, and couldn't help feeling a lingering fear.
call!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief for a short time, and when they looked back at the thing that had just been overturned, they were shocked. This object was not a rare treasure, but just a wooden coffin with a blood-red appearance!
hiss!
I gasped. As soon as the coffin had been rolled from the blood-soaked corpse-covered ground, a foul, sinister aura permeated the air. Even I, a man of considerable skill, felt an unprecedented pressure. This pressure, generated invisibly, was incredibly brutal. Not to mention Zhang Haitao and the other three. They all collapsed to the ground, clutching their chests as if suffocating, looking horrifically distressed.
I forced myself to calm down and pulled a corpse-dispelling talisman from my backpack. I'd learned this from Su Xiaoniu two weeks prior, when we were at her hometown. I'd prepared a few and kept them in my backpack, along with other newly learned spells. With the talisman in hand, I ignored Zhang Haitao and the others and rushed forward, slapping it onto the bloody coffin.
When the corpse-exorcising talisman was put on, the suffocating and deadly odor gradually dissipated.
Zhang Haitao, the brothel owner, and Lao Sha scrambled to their feet, their faces pale. It seemed the foul, sinister aura was truly terrifying. They rested for a moment, and after a long moment, Zhang Haitao gazed at the bloody coffin before him and said, "999 living people formed a bloody massacre, concealing a single tomb owner, a Ming Dynasty prince... This bloody coffin undoubtedly belongs to him! But what surprises me most is its presence here."
A Ming Dynasty prince? Who could it be? And what connection does it have with the sword-testing stone outside?
I instantly fell into deep thought. However, at this moment, the bloody coffin that I had just affixed with the corpse-dispelling talisman suddenly slowly opened its lid from the inside out. When we reacted and looked back, a person suddenly sat up from within the bloody coffin, and a creepy face looked towards us...
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