Tomb of the Card Musicians
The next morning, Little Boss, who was forced to stay overnight, drove everyone to the warehouse where the incident happened.
Initially, the little boss wanted them to make a trip that night. Unfortunately, Wu Sizhen was lying on the billiard table and pretending to be dead. He had no choice but to stay the night before setting off.
After all, the system only had the setting to clock in and out of work. Going to the tomb in the middle of the night might not necessarily give overtime rewards, so Wu Sizhen did not want to do it.
"At first, there was only a small collapse below the warehouse, but when I got closer, a large part of it collapsed. At first, I thought that the soil was loose, but there was always a bell ringing from below, and it sounded like human voices.”
Little Boss brought the few of them to the collapsed area as he explained the situation of the warehouse to them mysteriously.
Wu Tianzhen was not surprised by this kind of thing. He thought for a moment and said,
"There might be air currents under the caved in ground.”
Wu Sizhen clearly wasn't very interested in Little Boss's explanation. He glanced at the time on his watch and took the lead to scouting the cave entrance.
"Heh, na?ve. Your fourth uncle refused to come last night, but he ran faster than anyone in the morning.”
Wang Yueban had spent a lot of effort trying to persuade Wu Sizhen last night, but he was unable to persuade this kid. It was as if he was on a long table.
Wu Tianzhen glanced at Wu Sizhen, who was gesturing at the exploration site, and shook his head. This little guy had always been smart since he was young. He didn't know what Wu Sizhen was thinking.
"That voice was real. It was the kind of sound that you couldn't hear clearly, but it was definitely human speech.”
The little boss stood far away and pointed at the eye-catching hole. Perhaps he was scared by the strange sound and refused to go forward.
Wu Tianzhen and Wang Yueban walked to Wu Sizhen's side and looked down. At first glance, they saw a bottomless hole.
Wu Sizhen poked the cracked ground with his finger, squatted beside the cave entrance and said,"
"This hole has been reinforced with cement. This is usually because it takes a long time to walk. I feel that the bottom should be huge.”
"You don't have to be so subtle. Just say that there's a big tomb below. Not bad, Fourth Uncle. You know quite well.”
When Wang Yueban heard that it was a big tomb, she was obviously a little excited. She reached out and patted Wu Sizhen's shoulder, almost patting him down.
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The few of them tied the rope and moved down together. The bottom of the hole could not be seen from the top, so it was likely that it would not be shallow.
Just as Wu Sizhen was walking down, the familiar mechanical voice appeared in his mind again.
Congratulations on successfully entering the musician's tomb at 9 o'clock. You have successfully punched in. Please come here at 5 o'clock in the afternoon to clock out and receive your reward.
The gift pack has been opened!
Congratulations to the host for obtaining Qilin blood! Twice the strength of the body strengthening drug! The Zhang family's token, the Soul Suppressing Bell! The 16-word Yin-Yang Wind and Water Secret Technique!
As soon as he opened the gift bag, Wu Sizhen used the potion without hesitation. He could immediately feel the changes in his body. He could almost feel the blood flowing in his body when he closed his eyes slightly.
It must have directly changed the internal structure of his body. Wu Sizhen clenched his fists in disbelief. It was obviously much stronger than before.
This Kirin blood was given in a timely manner. Wu Sizhen was not interested in the feeling of being poisoned by the coffin dew.
As for the Soul Suppressing Bell, he didn't need it at the moment. However, since he had given it to him, it would be a waste not to take it. Wu Sizhen casually stuffed the bell into his clothes.
Wu Sizhen stood on his tiptoes when he landed on the ground. Sure enough, his jumping ability and stamina had also improved significantly.
Dust was scattered all over the cave, and visibility was very low even with a flashlight.
Passing through the dust-filled darkness, Wu Sizhen's flashlight shone on a red string, and then a few flashlights gathered.
Looking ahead, there was an extremely strange hanging coffin. More than ten coffins were suspended in the air, connected by red lines and talisman papers, as if there was some kind of pattern.
"This place should have very high archaeological value.”
This was the first time Wu Tianzhen had seen so many hanging coffins.
"There are so many hanging coffins, and they seem to be well preserved. How naive. No matter what, we have to get a bonus this time.”
In Wang Yueban's eyes, these hanging coffins were almost equivalent to hanging bonuses.
Wu Sizhen turned on the flashlight and walked closer to observe the portrait on the hanging coffin. He touched his chin to distinguish the musicians carved on it.
" This warehouse definitely can't be used anymore. Sigh, little naive, each one of them has a different musician engraved on it. This place is where a band is buried.”
Wu Sizhen turned on the flashlight and moved closer to Wu Tianzhen. Sure enough, the coffin next to him also had a musician carved on it, but the instrument was different from the one he saw just now.
"This should be a musician's tomb.”
Wu Tianzhen nodded, confirming Wu Sizhen's point of view.
"If an entire band was buried here, that would be quite romantic. Sigh, I say, na?ve. If you had come to such a place back then, you would have peed your pants.”
"What nonsense are you spouting again, damn fatty?”
"Sigh, na?ve. This won't do. You can't be arrogant. You have to recognize yourself. Do you believe that I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of this little brother?”
Wu Tianzhen and Wang Yueban were about to use their flashlights to gesture. Seeing that they could target Wu Tianzhen, Wu Sizhen quickly stood in line with Wang Yueban with his flashlight.
"Friends who are fighting two against one, please recognize reality and admit defeat as soon as possible.”
"Wu Sizhen, whose surname do you have? Why do you always side with outsiders?”
The three of them used their flashlights as swords and exchanged a few moves.
Wu Sizhen waved his flashlight at a small bowl on the ground, and a drop of liquid from the hanging coffin fell into it.
"Be careful later. There seems to be a bowl under each coffin.”
Hearing Wu Sizhen's voice, the two people who were fooling around instantly stopped and took the flashlight to look at the bowl under the coffin.
When Wang Yueban saw this scene, he laughed,"
"That's true. Why do these musicians still have to sing after they die? Do they need money to put a bowl here?”
"You can't take the money from his bowl.”
Wu Sizhen said casually. He shone the flashlight on the small bowl, and the green liquid inside dripped.
"Why is this coffin so empty?”
Wu Tianzhen came over and judged the dripping liquid."
"This is coffin dew."
"Coffin dew?" Wang Yueban repeated it again. Obviously, this term was a little unfamiliar to him.
Wu Sizhen stood up from the coffin and shone the flashlight under the surrounding coffins.
"This thing can't drip on the ground. The coffin dew in a coffin can drip for a hundred years.”
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