Zhang Meng immediately looked towards Lin San and said, "Lin San, ask your friends if they know anything about this ancient tomb."
Lin San nodded and immediately started talking to the air again.
After a while, Lin San turned around and said to Zhang Meng with a rather unhappy expression, "Comrade Zhang Meng, my friends said that there are things in this ancient tomb that are hard to deal with, and they told us not to go in. A few days ago, a group of archaeologists entered this ancient tomb, and that's why they haven't come out yet."
Zhang Meng glanced at the half-open tomb gate and said, "Our mission is to find the missing archaeologists. Even if there are terrifying things inside, we have to go in."
After a moment of silence, Zhang Meng immediately turned around and told Ye Shiping and the others behind him, "Divide into two groups. One group will stay outside the tomb gate to guard it. If we haven't come out after two hours, the people guarding outside will go down and find a solution immediately. Don't let anyone come in again."
"Sister-in-law, I'll go in with you. I promised the boss that I would protect you."
At this moment, Ye Shiping raised one hand and preached loudly.
"And me, I want to go in too." Wang Qingliu also raised his hand.
Zhang Meng glanced at the two of them without saying anything. She immediately looked towards Liao Qingting and said, "Liao Qingting, you and your group will stay outside."
Liao Qingting was about to say something when Zhang Meng immediately continued, "Don't think staying outside is an easy job, it's also a heavy burden."
Liao Qingting asked Zhang Meng to look at her carefully, and finally swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She nodded, held Zhang Meng's hand and said, "Then you guys should be careful."
"I'll go in with you too."
Just as Zhang Meng and others were about to enter the ancient tomb, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his hand and shouted loudly.
Zhang Meng glanced at him and saw that he looked very scared, but was trying hard to hold it in.
"It's up to you, but I have to warn you in advance that there could be great danger inside. If danger occurs, our people might not be able to save you in time, so be careful."
The middle-aged man's face immediately showed a hint of hesitation when he heard this. Zhang Meng saw this and repeatedly confirmed with him, "Well, are you sure you want to go in with us?" After a while, the middle-aged man raised his head again and nodded a little harder, "Sure, I want to go in with you."
Zhang Meng raised her eyebrows slightly, nodded, and called Wang Qingliu over. "This person's safety is in your hands."
Wang Qingliu glanced at the middle-aged man, feeling a little unhappy.
Soon, they pushed open the half-open tomb door.
The moment the tomb door opened, Zhang Meng immediately smelled the odor of a corpse and a strong smell of blood.
"What's that smell? Can I smell it?" Ye Shiping shouted, covering his nose.
Zhang Meng looked inside calmly. "It's a mixture of corpse gas and blood. Everyone, be careful. I think those archaeologists may have all met with an accident."
"Are they really all dead? What about the things inside?" The middle-aged man's nervous voice came over.
Zhang Meng, who was about to walk in, heard his question and immediately looked over at him. He asked coldly, "Comrade, your colleagues may have died. Why don't you care about them first? Instead, you are concerned about the contents of this tomb."
The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, pushed his glasses down, and said, "Didn't you just say they might have met with an accident? If they're gone, why bother worrying about them? You might as well focus on the antiques inside. They're from the Ming and Qing dynasties and have great archaeological value."
After hearing this, Zhang Meng no longer wanted to say anything more to the middle-aged man. She raised her hand and interrupted him, "Alright, you don't have to tell me the value of those antiques. In my eyes, human life is more valuable than those dead things."
After saying that, Zhang Meng didn't look at his expression, turned around and continued walking into the tomb.
After entering the tomb, each member of the ghost-hunting team took out an exquisitely crafted lighter from their pocket.
This lighter was specially made by their ghost-hunting team. Once lit, it can burn for a long time without going out.
As soon as we entered the tomb passage, we could feel that the temperature inside the tomb was more than ten to twenty degrees lower than that outside. We could wear short sleeves outside, but it was so cold here that we didn't know if wrapping ourselves in a quilt could withstand the cold.
Everyone's lips and teeth were chattering as they continued to move forward with almost stiff steps.
After walking through a tomb passage of about ten meters, another tomb door suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Sister-in-law, there is blood here!" Ye Shiping, who was observing his surroundings, suddenly shouted.
When Zhang Meng heard this, he ran over immediately and saw that the tomb gate had splashed several bloodstains on it.
Zhang Meng touched the blood on the tomb door with his hand, which had not yet completely dried.
"This blood should belong to the archaeologists. They have already entered. I just don't know what happened when they went in?" Zhang Meng squinted his eyes and looked at the tomb door that had been opened.
Lin San came over at this time and said, "Comrade Zhang Meng, my three friends just now refused to move forward after arriving here. I'm afraid there really is something bad in there. We need to be careful."
Zhang Meng nodded. "Everyone, be extremely alert. The things inside might be difficult to deal with. Everyone, be careful."
Zhang Meng called out to the companions behind him, and they quickly continued on their way.
After entering the second tomb door, there is a large space with more than twenty clay figures placed inside.
When the middle-aged man saw these clay figurines, it was like seeing his ancestors. He pushed aside Wang Qingliu who had been protecting him and ran to the clay figurines, looking at them with joy. "These clay figurines are from the Ming and Qing dynasties. I can't believe that after hundreds of years, these clay figurines are still as good as when they were made. They haven't deteriorated at all. They are so perfect."
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