"Be careful, don't touch it. This thing is extremely strange.”
"Legend has it that they use unborn babies. Generally speaking, they are a pair of twins, a boy and a girl.”
"Hiding it in a porcelain jar, gathering Yin energy and refining it into a corpse fetus is extremely dangerous.”
Fatty's face had a solemn expression that Wang Cheng had never seen before.
His voice was trembling, and his shoulders were shaking violently.
He subconsciously took a few steps back, his left hand tightly gripping the golden talisman.
Hearing Fatty's words, Wang Cheng felt a chill run up his spine.
To refine it with an unborn baby, it had to be a twin.
How cruel must a person be to do such a thing?
"A man and a woman? Are you sure?"
Wang Cheng carefully held the Five Emperor Coin and felt slightly relieved. However, he soon realized that something was wrong.
There was only a skeleton in the jar.
What about the other corpse?
"What do you mean?"
Fatty reacted very quickly and immediately understood what he meant.
The porcelain jar was a twin, but one was missing. Then…could it be that the other corpse had become a corpse fetus and escaped from the porcelain jar?
Hidden in the dark of the ancient tomb?
Fatty was shocked by his own thoughts, and his face turned pale.
He walked the wild path and knew a lot about these unorthodox evil techniques.
To put it bluntly, this thing was a kind of little ghost.
However, it was even more evil than Gu Mantong's. The witchcraft that was passed down from the old village of Miao Jiang was no longer seen by anyone except for a few people.
While he was looking for another corpse, Wang Cheng thought of another problem.
If this corpse-refining technique really came from Miao Jiang…
Then it was really possible that it was Wang Canghai's doing.
After all, it was very likely that he had been to Miao Jiang in the past. The Snake Browed Bronze Fish under Jing 'er Palace was one of his arrangements.
Thinking of this…
Wang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little strange after washing his hair.
He was actually a little fearful of Wang Canghai before. After all, how many people dared to scheme in the world and seek the path to immortality?
However, his hands were stained with too much blood.
It was undeniable that he was indeed powerful, but his methods were a little too extreme.
This thought only flashed across his mind and he did not make any further judgments. After all, it was a matter from hundreds of years ago and it was not his place to worry.
"Ah Cheng."
"Fatty?"
"Where are you?"
Just as the two of them were deep in thought, the voices of Wu Xie and Hua Zi suddenly came from behind them.
The people following behind also entered the tomb.
However, compared to when they had just logged off, there were clearly fewer people in the team. Other than the leader, a few other faces had disappeared.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Losing a few men as soon as they entered the water was hard to accept.
"What are you two researching here?"
Wu Xie's face looked pale, and he felt a little exhausted. He was probably quite surprised.
On the other hand, there wasn't anything strange about the bandit. After all, he had long since ingrained the idea of tomb raiding.
Fatty gave him a simple explanation.
After listening, the two of them looked at each other.
The corpse was like a venomous snake, hiding in the dark, ready to tear a piece of meat off their bodies at any moment.
It was even more terrifying than a time bomb.
The psychological trauma and pressure it caused to everyone could be imagined.
"What…what is this?"
A Ning seemed to have discovered something and suddenly spoke up, her voice filled with fear.
"What's wrong?"
Sensing that something was wrong with her, Wang Cheng immediately turned around.
Only then did he realize that Ah Ning was staring straight ahead, her lips slightly parted and her expression nervous, similar to the scene when she was dragged into the ghost ship.
"Miss Xiaoning?"
Fatty and the others could not be bothered to continue studying the corpse jar and turned to look at Ah Ning.
"There…there are footprints on the ground."
Ah Ning took a deep breath.
Footprints?
Wang Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard that.
He held the flashlight and walked forward. As expected, there was a row of clear footprints on the ground near the wall. Comparing the size, it should have been left by Third Uncle and the others.
However, judging from Ah Ning's panicked expression, it was definitely not that.
"No, what's wrong with such small footprints?”
The bald man surnamed Zhang looked at it carefully. His lips trembled as he pointed at one of the footprints.
He focused and looked over.
The footprint was pitifully small, probably not even the size of a palm. It was extremely dazzling among the footprints made by a pile of rubber shoes. What was even more strange was that compared to the footprint beside it, the footprint was clearly clearer.
In other words…it should have been left behind in a very short period of time.
Wang Cheng and Fatty subconsciously looked at each other.
Both of them saw a trace of panic in their eyes.
Could it be…
Was it really the baby corpse that had disappeared in the corpse jar?
"Why do you care so much? There are so many of us. Why should we be afraid of a child?”
The brother-in-law pulled out his military saber and said coldly.
"That's true. Lord Fatty has never seen such a small dumpling. What's there to be afraid of? No matter how fierce it is, can it withstand the black donkey's hooves?”
The few of them took out their tools and slowly followed the footprints. The footprints were very fresh and finally disappeared around a corner.
"Damn it, there's no baby corpse. There's only a small coffin.”
Fatty walked at the front and was very careful along the way, as if he was afraid that something would suddenly jump out of the darkness.
However, when he saw what was around the corner, he cursed.
Wang Cheng stepped forward to take a look.
It was a baby's coffin made of golden Phoebe wood. It was about the size of a portable organ box. When the coffin lid was opened, a pungent stench immediately spread out.
It was almost identical to the one in the porcelain jar from before.
He immediately confirmed that this coffin was prepared for the Nascent Corpse.
However, there was no sign of it at the moment.
"There's a secret passage."
Holding the miner's lamp, the man looked around and suddenly pointed at the wall behind the baby coffin.
Only then did the group realize.
There really was a secret passage there, and there was an obvious layer of corpse wax at the entrance.
It should have been left behind by the baby corpse.
"It's fine. The little dumpling should have sensed our aura and hid in a corner.”Fatty heaved a sigh of relief.
"We still have to be careful."
Wang Cheng shook his head.
Then the danger was far more than that.
Dong ~
It seemed to be verifying his words.
A loud noise suddenly came from the darkness behind him.
"Who is it?"
Everyone turned around abruptly.
Only then did he realize that one of the porcelain jars had actually spun a few times on the ground and then quickly crashed into them.
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