Chapter 37

Zhao Qian obediently took out the high-end red incense from her bag, lit it, and stuck it into the ground, but she was so scared that she knelt down to worship.

Why are you kneeling? I pulled Zhao Qian up immediately, and the flashlight swept over the hand. It shouldn't be like this; it has been dead for several days, it should be rotten. What's wrong with it?

The drooping hand moved, reaching into the tomb entrance. Zhao Qian thought it was about to run over, her face turned pale, and she almost fainted.

Without a word, I picked up a stone and threw it far away, but I missed the tomb entrance and knocked over a stick that was standing up.

Bro, those two are back, standing there with the flashlight shining around. A sharp voice came from the tall grass.

What are you talking about? Axe, hurry up, the board is ready. A similar voice echoed from the tomb entrance.

I'm almost done peeing, wait a moment. The sharp voice continued.

I shone the flashlight on the grass, and the man was urinating in the lush grass. Under the flashlight, he turned his head and cursed: Hey! Mr. Hua, that's enough, it's just peeing, have you never seen a man pee? Why are you shining the light on me!

Bro, I'm coming, axe, right? After the fat man finished peeing, he ran back to the tomb entrance and handed the axe on his waist to the person below.

Bro, they seem to be tomb raiders! Zhao Qian whispered to me, she was no longer afraid.

Right, tomb raiders. Qian, do you have a handkerchief? I extended my hand to Zhao Qian for the handkerchief.

Zhao Qian took out the handkerchief and gave it to me. She usually carried a handkerchief, and seeing that I needed it, she gave it to me without asking what I was going to do.

I folded it diagonally and covered the lower half of my face, then said: Xijun, you stay here and watch. If anyone is in danger, save them. Qian, you stand here too. I'll go get some yin soil.

Oh, Zhao Qian's face turned red as she saw me cover my face with the handkerchief.

Why are you blushing? As I spoke, I felt something sticky on my lips: Why is your handkerchief wet?

Bro, this handkerchief was used to wipe my nose when I cried today. Zhao Qian covered her face and didn't dare to look at me.

Damn! You! I cursed in my heart, almost crying. Well, Zhao Qian is a beauty, others don't even have the chance to taste it.

I felt a bit embarrassed, so I ran to the tomb entrance.

Zhao Qian tried to pull me, but I had already run far away.

Not far away, there was a pile of new soil at the tomb entrance. This was a good opportunity. Neither Zhao Qian nor I had to dig or take the risk of seeing ghosts. The soil was already dug up for us, and it looked blood-red, probably taken from around the dead body. It was quite good, and making a soul jar with it would definitely be effective.

When Zhao Qian and I first arrived, we were puzzled about where all the nearby ghosts and spirits had gone. It seemed these two brothers had used some method to shield the area from ghosts and spirits. From their tone, it seemed there were two more people, but we didn't know where they had gone.

However, the grass was very lush, and if someone didn't make a sound and crouched in the grass, they couldn't be found.

My sister-in-law pulled my sleeve, but I ignored her. I wasn't going into the tomb, and the two people were digging below. If there was any trouble, they would be the ones to face it. I was just watching from the side, so I should be fine.

When I reached the tomb entrance, I took out the prepared cardboard box and used a shovel to dig up some good-looking clay, filling the box.

Hey, Mr. Hua, what do you want this soil for? The fat man asked me.

To keep as a souvenir. I pretended to have a hoarse voice.

Damn, do you Northern tomb raiders all keep soil as a souvenir? That's new, I never thought of that, it's quite artistic! But why are you covering your face? In the dark, the fat man couldn't see me clearly from a few meters away, but he could see me if he got closer.

None of your business. I cursed him, sealed the box, and prepared to leave. I was afraid he would recognize me, so I considered kicking him into the pit, but now I decided not to. The fat man mistakenly recognized me, which saved me the trouble.

Hey, Xiao Fei! Don't you feel something is wrong? The fat man tried to take off my handkerchief, but the person below called out in confusion.

From the sound, he must be quite deep. How did he dig so fast? He's too professional.

Bro, what's wrong or not, I don't feel anything. Hmm, it does feel a bit cold. The fat man named Xiao Fei said, looking into the tomb entrance, but it was dark and he saw nothing.

Zhang Xiao Fei, I think this coffin can't be broken. Is our Leiwen Array working? The person below called out again.

It's working, bro. There's nothing dirty around, and the tomb owner hasn't moved. Mr. Hua and his wife are still here. Zhang Xiao Fei said, looking at me.

What's a Leiwen Array? It sounds impressive.

But I also felt the coldness around me. I looked at Xijun hiding in the grass with Zhao Qian and noticed that the yin energy seemed to be gathering!

Zhao Qian's mouth was wide open, trying to shout but not daring to. I couldn't read lips, so I didn't know what she was saying, but I could see her beautiful lips.

But when I turned my head, I saw a white shadow floating above the ancient tomb!

Isn't this the appearance of a ghost?

Could the thing I hit with the stone be wrong?

For this, I looked around and saw many sticks as tall as a person's head stuck in the ground. I wondered if it was because I broke one, but now the other dozen or so sticks seemed to be shaking.

I shone the flashlight on the stick I had hit with the stone, and my face turned pale. It wasn't a stick at all; it was covered with yellow ribbons, and the ribbons were full of strange runes, which seemed to be some kind of