Chapter 428 The Heroine is a Shaman (Thirty-one)
"... Was the original owner plotted against by someone?"
"Or, the original owner himself is part of this thousand-year conspiracy!"
Gu Qingcheng speculated secretly.
She had a hunch that if she could uncover the conspiracy, she would be able to learn some truth.
She can then determine the wish of the person making the wish and then complete the task.
There was no other way. This was the first time she met an original owner who didn't know her wish, so Gu Qingcheng could only figure it out on her own! And she seemed to be doing very well. She had just entered the world with Chi Powang when she came across this ancient tomb in Mangshan.
Everything found in the ancient tomb shows that it is inextricably linked to the Yunhua Mountain Underground Palace.
"Let's go! Go in and take a look!"
Chi Powang deduced some situations but did not say them out.
He wanted to go in and verify it himself.
Chi Powang pinched his fingers and a ball of fire suddenly appeared at his fingertips.
The fire slowly rose into the air, like a drone, following the master and disciple.
The corridor was illuminated and Chi Powang walked slowly.
Gu Qingcheng nodded, "Yes! Master!"
She followed Chi Powang obediently, but still holding the phone in her hand, she continued to watch the replay.
In the picture, the anchor is still trying to commit suicide in various ways.
I don’t know whether this anchor is fearless because he is ignorant, or he really has a trump card and is therefore fearless.
Seeing the sarcophagus, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he excitedly shouted to the camera:
"Fellow Daoists, did you see that? There really is a stone coffin?"
"Guess what's in here?"
Thousand-year-old corpse?
Has he already become the owner of a tomb filled with dry bones?
Or is it full of burial objects? Netizens in the live broadcast room are still in a state of "fear and excitement".
Various speculations flashed across the screen.
There were also some netizens urging the anchor to stop keeping the secret and just go ahead and open it.
"Open? My fellow Taoist, you really are——"
"This is a sarcophagus from a wild tomb, not an exhibit in a museum. No one can guarantee what's inside!"
"What if I open the coffin lid and a zombie jumps out? I, I——"
The anchor pretended to be silent and complained.
However, netizens who are familiar with his routine know that this "old Taoist" has started asking for rewards again.
"All the rich dads in the live streaming room, hurry up and give us some tips!"
"Yes! Are the first and second on the list here? Let this greedy old Taoist get to work!"
Netizens were absolutely eager to watch the fun and some even started to make a fuss.
Of course, there are also more rational netizens who keep persuading:
"Don't move! Don't be naughty!"
"Yeah! It's too dangerous. What if there really are zombies——"
"The one in front, you've watched too many movies, right? Do you really think there are ghosts in real life?"
"That's right, at most there will be some snakes, insects, and wild beasts, but definitely no zombies!"
"Black donkey hooves! Taoist priest, do you have any black donkey hooves, sticky rice, black dog blood or anything like that?"
Netizens continued to have fun.
It's the middle of the night, and I don't know where they get the energy from.
And those wealthy netizens started to give rewards crazily.
Various special effects flashed in the live broadcast room. The host took a glance and the arc of his mouth corners exceeded 45 degrees.
"Well, since you fellow Taoists are so curious, I will pluck up my courage and give it a try!"
The anchor said seriously.
However, Gu Qingcheng could see clearly that although the anchor seemed "bold and reckless", he was still courting death in various ways.
But, in fact, he was prepared.
A red line appeared on his neck, and the host subconsciously touched it before pushing open the sarcophagus.
Gu Qingcheng had reason to suspect that the red string was tied to something like a lucky charm or a jade artifact.
And this anchor seems to believe in this "magic weapon" very much.
After touching the red line, he looked much calmer! The anchor took out a tripod from his backpack, found a suitable position, and fixed the phone.
Then, in front of the netizens in the live broadcast room, he gritted his teeth and exerted force with both hands.
After struggling for a long time, he finally pushed the large and heavy sarcophagus lid open!
"Fuck! It's so heavy! It's really heavy!"
"My fellow Taoists, let me take a breath first, then we can go see what's inside the sarcophagus!"
The anchor sat down with his back against the sarcophagus, sweating and panting.
It took several minutes before the anchor got up again.
Pick up your phone and reselect the selfie stick mode.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He was very cautious and did not climb directly onto the sarcophagus, but instead extended the selfie stick above the sarcophagus.
This sarcophagus is slightly smaller than the one where Gu Qingcheng was lying.
And there is no platform, it is placed directly on the ground.
The height of the sarcophagus is about 1.6 or 1.7 meters. The host is very tall, about 1.80 meters.
Standing on tiptoe and craning his neck, he could peer into the interior of the sarcophagus.
However, to be on the safe side, he asked netizens to take a look first——
"Fellow Daoists, did you see anything?"
There was a moment of stagnation on the screen, and no comments were made.
After a full minute or two, sporadic comments came over:
"Fuck! It's empty!"
"That's right, there's nothing. I was scared for nothing."
"Tsk, I've already said it before, there can't be zombies in reality."
"The one in front, this is still not normal. Even if there are no zombies, there should be a corpse or bones!"
"There is nothing wrong with this, but a stone coffin. The owner of this ancient tomb must be suffering from some serious illness!"
The mentality of netizens is somewhat contradictory. They are afraid of seeing horrific scenes, but if there is really nothing scary, they will feel disappointed.
The host took his phone back, looked at the comments, and knew the answer.
He visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he put the phone back on the tripod.
Put the backpack down and prepare to climb into the coffin.
"Haha! You are getting anxious. Are you feeling sorry for not being able to make everyone happy?"
"Fuck, this old Taoist really dares to crawl in. Even if it's empty, it's still a coffin!"
"What's so taboo about this! Coffin, coffin, promotion and wealth!"
"Hahaha, yes, seeing a coffin brings wealth."
"Back off! Back off! Back off! What do you mean by seeing a coffin to make a fortune? It's too unlucky!"
In the middle of the night, a group of bored netizens who couldn't sleep continued to have fun.
The host had already climbed onto the coffin, which was more than one meter high, and flipped over and jumped in.
Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew from somewhere.
Bang! The stone door of the main tomb chamber closed directly.
Then, the host who had just entered the sarcophagus suddenly let out a series of “Ahhhhhhh” cries (screams?).
Then, the signal in the live broadcast room was interrupted and the screen went black!
The playback is finished.
Chi Powang and Gu Qingcheng also came to the stone gate.
The stone door that was originally opened by the anchor was indeed closed again.
It closes tightly, as if it has never been opened.
Chi Powang was not in a hurry to study the stone door, but instead set his eyes on the stone statues.
"Master! There is yin energy!"
Gu Qingcheng, who had a keen sense of smell, once again used her natural zombie abilities...
PS: Hehe, I'm still asking for monthly tickets. It's the last two days, dear friends. If they expire, they will be invalid. (#^.^#)
(End of this chapter)
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