Lu Jing fed Zhao He some water, and he quickly woke up.
"What…what happened to me?"
Seeing everyone surrounding her, Zhao He was clearly a little confused.
Just as he opened his mouth to ask, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. He lowered his head and looked at his hand that was in pain.
Looking at his ten fingers, which were basically a bloody mess, he was even more confused.
My hand…How did it become like this?
"You don't remember what happened just now?”
Jiang Shuai raised his eyebrows and asked calmly as he looked at Zhao He.
Even if he didn't remember anything after being controlled, he should at least have some impression of what happened before he was controlled, right?
"I…I just saw some murals on the walls of this tomb.”
"As I watched, I felt my head grow heavy. Then, I saw the mural slowly move.”
"I don't remember anything after that.”
Zhao He scratched her head. It was obvious that she only spoke after recalling.
Murals?
After hearing Zhao He's words, Jiang Shuai took out his flashlight and looked at the wall behind Zhao He.
As expected.
There were many murals on the wall.
"Why didn't you inform everyone when you found the mural?”
After Jiang Shuai glanced at the mural, he did not dare to look at it anymore. He only turned back to Zhao He and asked.
It was obvious.
Zhao He's condition just now was caused by this mural.
These murals should be similar to the murals Jiang Shuai saw on the mountain wall in the valley. They would cause hallucinations.
The only difference was that Zhao He didn't hear any sounds of fighting on the ancient battlefield.
Just now, Lu Jing and the others were basically together with Zhao He.
Zhao He was hallucinating because she had seen the mural. Lu Jing, who had not seen the mural, was completely fine.
This meant that the mural was a visual hallucination.
As long as he didn't look at it, he would be fine.
"Because at that time, you were telling everyone the story of the seven evil gods of the Gu Qing Kingdom.”
"I didn't dare to disturb everyone."
" It's mainly because I didn't hear any sounds of fighting like what you described in your novel, so I thought it was nothing serious…"
Zhao He scratched the back of her head like a child who had done something wrong.
"Everyone, be careful in the future."
"The murals in the tombs of the Gu Qing Kingdom are rather strange. It seems that if you look at them for a period of time, they will cause people to hallucinate.”
"Try not to look too much at the murals.”
Jiang Shuai did not blame Zhao He.
After all, he did not do this on purpose.
Moreover, he had to be careful.
Because of the hallucination, the kid had suffered a lot. These ten fingers would probably take a long time to recover.
"Hiss…"
"What happened to me just now? Why is my hand…"
Inhaling a breath of cold air, Zhao He looked at her ten fingers and asked in confusion.
It was said that ten fingers were connected to the heart.
Now that Zhao He's finger had become like this, it was only natural that it would hurt.
Fortunately, this kid's endurance was not bad. He only kept inhaling cold air and did not have much of a reaction.
"Su Yun, tell him what happened after he lost consciousness.”
Jiang Shuai looked at Su Yun and said.
When Su Yun heard this, she told Zhao He what happened just now.
Hearing Su Yun describe her appearance just now, Zhao He's face was also filled with shock.
It was obvious.
He had no memory of this at all.
"But why does my face hurt too?”
After listening to Su Yun's explanation, Zhao He sucked in a breath of cold air again.
She reached out to touch her cheek, but before her hand could touch it, she was in so much pain that she sucked in a cold breath.
At this moment.
The palm print on Zhao He's face was especially clear.
Jiang Shuai's attack was clearly not light.
"Your face is…"
Su Yun looked at Zhao He's red and swollen face and smiled, ready to tell him the reason.
However…
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by two coughs from Jiang Shuai.
"Ahem…"
"This place isn't suitable for staying long.”
"Lu Jing, hurry up and bandage Zhao He's hand. Let's leave this tomb as soon as possible.”
After Jiang Shuai interrupted Su Yun's words, he hurriedly changed the topic with a guilty conscience.
Everyone naturally knew why Zhao He's face was like this. Seeing that Jiang Shuai had changed the topic, they did not continue.
After all.
Jiang Shuai's plan was mainly to wake Zhao He up.
"Alright, I got it!"
Hearing Jiang Shuai's words, Lu Jing did not stay idle. She quickly took out a hemostatic gauze from her backpack and bandaged Zhao He's finger.
Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Shuai continued to size up the seven coffins in the tomb.
Jiang Shuai noticed a problem.
The seven coffins were originally arranged according to the symbol of the Big Dipper.
However, the position of one of the coffins seemed to have changed. It had been moved at least two to three meters away from its original position.
The coffin moved?
What was going on?
Jiang Shuai held a flashlight and walked towards the coffin, wanting to see what was going on.
From the outside, other than the position of the coffin being shifted, there did not seem to be any special changes.
"Hu…Hu…"
However, when Jiang Shuai got closer, he actually heard extremely faint breathing sounds.
Jiang Shuai's heart skipped a beat.
No way! The thing in the coffin was f * cking alive again?
How many dumplings were there in the ancient Qing Kingdom's tombs?
Jiang Shuai indeed heard the sound of breathing coming from the coffin. However, this sound was extremely weak, almost to the extent that it could not be heard.
For a moment.
Jiang Shuai wasn't sure if he heard it correctly, or if it was some other voice.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Shuai moved closer to the coffin and placed his ear on the coffin lid to listen carefully.
And this time, something happened!
"Bang!"
A muffled sound rang out as a hand reached out from the coffin. After shattering the coffin lid, it grabbed Jiang Shuai's collar.
Jiang Shuai was not too prepared. This sudden outstretched hand caught him off guard.
Jiang Shuai, who lost his balance, was pulled into the coffin by the hand that suddenly stretched out.
Seeing this sudden change, the Professor and the others were instantly stunned.
They only heard a sound. When they turned around, Jiang Shuai had already disappeared.
The cameraman's camera was broadcasting the scene of Jiang Shuai being dragged into the coffin.
For a moment.
The live broadcast room was in an uproar.
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