Chapter 921 Danger

Surrounding the sarcophagus, everyone noticed that the lid of the sarcophagus was not completely closed, and there was a gap of one finger width. Shang Zuo explained that they left in a hurry.

"After taking out the burial objects, will you remember to help the tomb owner seal the coffin?" Zigui asked mercilessly.

Hearing this, Shang Zuo's face turned gray, and he explained awkwardly that thieves never leave empty-handed, and the tomb is sealed after leaving. These are rules passed down from ancient times. Even if they are bold and reckless, since they are in this business, they still have to abide by the rules of the ancestors, otherwise they will be punished sooner or later.

After saying this, Shang Zuo recalled that when they came here last time, there were more than 20 people. Now, he is the only one left, and he is still living in this way. He can't help but feel sad.

If it weren't for his greed, how could he have caused his parents to die tragically.

Shang Zuo bit his lips tightly, staring at the sarcophagus with bloodshot eyes. No matter what, he had to seal the starving ghost again to avenge his parents.

The fat man was closest to the sarcophagus and felt it most clearly. An indescribable cold breath flowed through the gap of the coffin lid, penetrating into the bone marrow.

At this time, Shang Zuo had taken off his shirt, revealing the head of the saint wrapped in golden cloth. Han Juanjuan stared at the head with his peripheral vision, breathing rapidly.

"What's going on?" Shang Zuo was a little panicked, "Why is the saint's head still growing on my body? Why won't it let me go? The sarcophagus is right in front of me!"

Han Juanjuan swallowed his saliva and said, "Did you wrap it too tightly? Try loosening this piece of cloth?"

Reaching out and stroking the sarcophagus, Zigui shook his head, "It should have nothing to do with the cloth, it's this sarcophagus. Maybe we have to open the sarcophagus first before the saint's head is willing to let him go.

The fat man also echoed Zigui's words, looking at the tunnel from which they came, and added, "Perhaps the saint's head sensed some kind of danger, and only when the danger is eliminated will it be willing to return to the sarcophagus. "

Hearing the fat man's words, everyone's relaxed hearts were suddenly lifted up again. The only thing in the snow mountain that could make the saint feel dangerous was the starving ghost.

"What are you talking about? We haven't encountered anything along the way. If we were discovered by the starving ghost, how could we not be attacked?" Han Juanjuan clenched his fists, stared at the fat man and said angrily: "You keep saying that you care about your friends. If it were a little later, they would have been killed by the starving ghost!"

"Juanjuan." Zigui interrupted him, "It's not that we didn't encounter them, we just avoided them. There are problems among those snowmen. Mr. Wang and I have encountered them."

"You are too nervous!" Han Juanjuan said loudly: "You know, it's not that I'm anxious, but the situation is really urgent now. The other team and Lu Yu are waiting for us!"

"Lu Yu is injured. How long can one person last? Have you thought about her? ! "Han Juanjuan spoke more and more weakly, and finally her eyes were red and her voice was a little tearful.

"This brother is right!" Shang Zuo also became excited and walked towards the sarcophagus, holding the lid with both hands. It seemed that he was about to open the museum, but he kicked a very hard object with a "click" sound.

The tomb is relatively large, and using a mobile phone flashlight for lighting inevitably has blind spots. Shang Zuo used his mobile phone to shine under his feet and found that what he kicked was a stone.

And there are stones like this all around the sarcophagus, and each stone is flat and upright, and this one happened to be kicked down by him.

"Did you do this too?" The fat man asked curiously.

Shang Zuo's face showed doubts. After a moment, he said in a panic: "No, it wasn't us. I led people to seal the coffin before leaving. There were definitely no stones on the ground at that time!"

"What's going on? "Zigui couldn't help but be alert.

The fat man shone the flashlight on the ground with his mobile phone. After careful observation, he found that the placement of the stones was very particular, and the overall shape was similar to an arrow.

In the direction of the arrow, everyone found a square object wrapped in black animal skin.

This thing was not noticeable in the dim tomb. If it weren't for the guidance of the arrow, no one would notice it.

But it was obvious that this thing was not simple.

The thing was wrapped in a whole piece of black dog skin. The black dog's dry head was still connected to the skin. The empty eye holes were more and more weird against the background of the tomb.

After opening it, the dog skin was wrapped in a black wooden box.

Inside the box was a very delicate prayer wheel inlaid with gold and various gems.

When seeing the prayer wheel, the fat man suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

That's right!

The monk who gave them the task on the bus was holding such a luxurious prayer wheel in his hand. Except for the size, the other parts were almost the same!

At the same time, the fat man thought of what happened in the village at the foot of the mountain.

After the doctor and his friends came back from a round, they said that they saw a Mani pile and a wooden box with a prayer wheel on the side of the road.

More importantly, the doctor later said that the prayer wheel was placed in such a place to prevent something from disguising itself as a human and sneaking into the sacrificial team when there were many people.

The fat man paused, but before he could remind them, he heard a strange sound coming from the passage they came in, as if something was crawling inside.

The speed was very fast.

Han Juanjuan was shocked and immediately urged: "It's too late, the starving ghosts are chasing us, let's open the museum and complete the task!"

But he just said that he had no intention of going to open the museum, as if he was waiting for others to take action.

"No hurry!" The fat man picked up the prayer wheel and immediately said, "Each of us will take the prayer wheel and turn it a few times. After that, we will open the coffin."

The fat man clearly remembered that when Jiang Cheng told this story, he specifically mentioned that the prayer wheel must be turned clockwise, but those things couldn't do it. If they picked up the prayer wheel, the prayer wheel would only turn counterclockwise.

Listening to the crawling sound coming from outside, everyone could imagine that the huge starving ghost couldn't stand in the passage and was crawling towards them with hands and feet.

The fat man was the first to pick up the prayer wheel, "Everyone should turn it clockwise." After he turned it, he handed it to Zigui beside him. Zigui didn't hesitate. After turning it clockwise for a few times, he handed it to Shang Zuo.

At this time, the fat man and Zigui were worried that if this guy who followed them all the way was a ghost, it would be bad.

But after seeing Shang Zuo turn a few times clockwise with their own eyes, the two of them were slightly relieved.

"It's your turn." Shang Zuo stuffed the prayer wheel into Han Juanjuan's hand as if he was throwing a hot potato. His attention was all on the passage, worried that the starving ghosts would jump out in the next second and kill all of them.