Jiang Fu didn't know why he had such a thought.
Dragons have always been mythical creatures, including the coiled dragon in the murals of the Ghost Mother Goddess Kingdom, which is a huge being whose head and tail are not visible in the distance, and could not possibly be contained in such a small coffin.
If the coffin doesn't contain the corpse of a coiled dragon, then what could it be?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Qixing asked, "Brother Jiang, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm wondering what's inside this coffin?"
"Isn't it that coiled dragon? Wasn't it said that the coiled dragon fell from the sky and died?"
"That's what they say, but I'm afraid it's not true!"
Zhao Qixing was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood.
"Holy crap, Brother Jiang, you're saying it's that old vixen, the Ghost Mother, playing tricks? Could this coffin contain her corpse? Is she using this to seek immortality?"
Jiang Fu did not answer. His intuition told him that this was very likely. There were many examples of ancient rulers enjoying the most solemn sacrifices in order to seek immortality.
Upon hearing their conversation, Ming Xiao's face turned even paler.
Jiang Fu pondered for a moment, then said, "I'm afraid we'll have to pry open the coffin!"
Zhao Qixing's expression changed. "Brother Jiang, if it were a coffin from somewhere else, it wouldn't be a problem, but this place is too eerie. I'm afraid if we really pry open the coffin, we really won't be able to get out."
Jiang Fu pondered for a moment. "Let's wait until they get back!"
The three waited for a while and finally the person returned.
The group of people who returned were covered in sweat and had strange expressions on their faces.
"Brother Jiang, this place is really haunted."
"We split into two groups and each went in a different direction. We ended up running into each other. It's really weird."
"What did you say?" Jiang Fu's heart skipped a beat. Although he had prepared for the worst, this was still too unexpected. What kind of result was this?
“Let me tell you, I’ll say it again!” One of them wiped his sweat and said, “Brother Jiang, Zhao Qixing told us to look around, so we each chose a direction and started walking down the steps. Logically, we should have gone further and further away, or at least not intersected. But in reality, we walked in different directions and ended up bumping into each other. It’s really strange.”
Zhao Qixing grew anxious. "Have you tried any other methods?"
"We tried it, and we were puzzled. So we walked in opposite directions, and we met up again. We were not giving up, so we walked it seven or eight more times, trying to run and jump. No matter how fast we went, we still met up in the end. I wondered if we had encountered a ghost wall?"
"What the heck? A ghost wall?"
A moment of silence fell over everyone.
Is it a case of being trapped in a maze?
"Holy crap! I'm sure I'm not lost in a maze. I remember every step I took. If I were lost in a maze, wouldn't I just be going around in circles? All that sweat would have been for nothing!"
Undeterred, Zhao Qixing hardened his resolve. "Who's coming with me again? I refuse to believe we can't defeat an old monster from thousands of years ago!"
"I!"
"Me! Brother Zhao, I'll go with you."
The group then followed Zhao Qixing.
Jiang Fu remained silent, continuing to stand around the bronze coffin. He still believed that if they wanted to get out, they had to rely on the coffin.
I waited for a while.
Zhao Qixing returned with his men.
When he came back, his eyes looked strange.
"Brother Jiang, this is really a ghost story."
"What's wrong? Did you run into them again after you went through the whole area?"
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