Zhang Jing often feels like a scumbag, for example: illegal archeology.
But there are always people who are worse than him, for example: the mummy of a boy is used as a jewelry.
Zhang Jingzhen couldn't do this kind of thing as a human being, he sighed.
After standing still for three seconds, taking a deep breath and putting aside distracting thoughts, Zhang Jing looked at the space on the second floor.
There are as many as fifteen stone coffins in the same size of about fifty square meters. These coffins are not too small to be carried up the stairs.
Zhang Jing looked towards the window.
About 1.5 meters by 1.5 meters in size, there are no curtains or glass, and there are only dead trees outside.
At a glance, there were no valuables on the second floor.
Zhang Jing was unwilling to accept this. He took two steps forward and violently opened a stone pavilion panel. There was only a corpse covered in rags and nothing else.
After opening all the coffin boards one after another, there was a mess, but nothing was gained.
third floor.
The most eye-catching thing is a stone sculpture standing in the center of the room, a woman with normal human body proportions.
It is characterized by tilting its head back, its face facing the ceiling 180 degrees, its hands hanging down naturally, its mouth slightly closed, and an object similar to a facehugger attached to its face.
The emotion shown by the statue is very calm, as if it is a thinker.
Smarties and Pea, who had been silent at this time, each took three or four steps forward and looked up at the stone sculptures from a close distance.
Zhang Jing looked at the stone coffin in the room, and his heart suddenly thumped.
No more, no less, exactly 13! ! !
'13' doesn't matter to the people of the Dragon Kingdom, but appearing here is quite strange and unreasonable.
Westerners are very taboo with the number 13. Anything related to 13 is considered bad and unlucky.
Because of the taboo, some people will do everything possible to avoid contact with No. 13. For example, some places do not have Building No. 13 or House No. 13.
There are some theaters in a similar situation, where rows 13 and seats 13 cannot be found.
It is even taboo to travel on the 13th, and it is even more taboo to have 13 people dining at the same table. 13 dishes are even more unacceptable and will lead to fights.
Therefore, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, say important things three times, it is absolutely impossible to have 13 coffins.
But there are really 13 pairs here, so what’s the problem? ? ?
Is it possible that there is a 14th coffin here? Like the finger-sized mineral water I bought online?
Thinking of this, Zhang Jing held up a flashlight and searched around the corner of the room, but couldn't find it.
Then I searched between the coffins again, but still couldn't find it.
At this time, Zhang Jing, who only believed in the God of Wealth, suspected that he had encountered something supernatural and that a coffin had escaped by itself.
Or there is a coffin belonging to the devil mixed in on the third floor.
Something was wrong. Zhang Jing felt a cold wind blowing around him, and he also felt like something was staring at him in the dark outside the window.
Not having enough mana, Zhang Jing decided to sneak away first as a courtesy!
Bang! Bang! ! Bang!
Zhang Jing quickly escaped from the tower by running and jumping. The dog and pangolin were not slow and followed closely behind their owner.
In the dark night, after running about fifty or sixty meters into the cemetery, Zhang Jing suddenly stopped.
The dog and pangolin couldn't stop the car and bumped into their owner's butt.
I love using my brain, thinking, and putting myself in someone else's shoes. Because the culture is different, wouldn't it be scary if a Westerner entered the third floor?
Is this the result that the owner of the Tower Tomb wants?
The answer is most likely yes. Zhang Jing decided to go back. There must be a coffin that has not been found!
And the things hidden in the tomb must be good things! !
The wind blew the trees, and Zhang Jing turned around and trotted back to the three-story tower in the dark night. Because he was going too fast, when passing the stairs between the first and second floors, his shoulder accidentally knocked off the leather shoes of the boy's mummy.
The boy was hanging on the wall. Zhang Jing didn't take it seriously and went straight to the third floor.
It's easy to get familiar with it. This time Zhang Jing focused on the sculpture in the center of the room.
Three centimeters into the stone, this is a human figure carved from an ordinary stone. There are no mechanisms or hidden compartments inside.
If I had to say what was different about it, it would only be that its face was facing the ceiling 180 degrees, and there was a black patch on its face that resembled a facehugger.
Just when Zhang Jing was fascinated by the statue, a "pop" sound suddenly came from downstairs.
The night was very quiet and the sound was very clear.
He was as bold as Zhang Jing, and his heart skipped a beat.
Smart Dou came to the stairs and looked down. Zhang Jing also came to the stairs with a flashlight, shining the beam down.
This photo didn't matter, Zhang Jing was so frightened that he almost called his mother and quickly covered his mouth with his hands. The boy's mummy actually fell from the wall, and it was actually moving! ! !
He was leaning against the wall and trying to stand up! ! !
Not knowing how others felt, Zhang Jing was frightened to tears on the spot, his legs were weak, and his heart was beating wildly.
I want to run, but I can't move my legs.
After pinching himself hard, Zhang Jing finally took back control of his body and planned to escape through the window.
He put away the Smarties and peas in a second, and when he passed the sculpture in the center of the room, he put it away just out of habit.
An accident happened.
The sculpture was successfully retracted into the mithril space, but there was nothing on the statue's face. Before it landed, Zhang Jing reached out to catch it in time.
Another surprise, something with a big face is actually very heavy, at least 20 pounds or more.
I tried again, but still couldn't be taken into the mithril space.
Without thinking much, Zhang Jing jumped out of the third-floor window with it and rolled around to relieve his pressure.
Simply identify the direction and run as fast as you can! !
Zhang Jing was originally the successor of materialism and a positive young man who devoted himself to the sun. After experiencing the strange thing just now, his faith completely collapsed.
Therefore, when I was escaping through the huge tomb area, my heart kept beating wildly, worried about the appearance of some monsters.
An hour later, Zhang Jing escaped from the tomb area and returned to the road where cars were passing. After the tension calmed down, he took out his mobile phone and called Anta.
Anta is a medical student brought back by Zhang Jing from childhood, the daughter of the brother-in-law of Sheniu compatriot Lexiang, who looks like the Western version of Wang Sisi, and has been working at the 666 Ranch.
Anta had just castrated a few calves, and it was somewhat unexpected that he received a call from Zhang Jing.
"Good morning, Boss."
"Good evening," Zhang Jing's teeth were still chattering as he spoke, "I may have seen a ghost, please help me analyze it."
Anta was slightly startled, "You said it."
"A mummified body of a seven or eight-year-old boy." Zhang Jing became more and more frightened as he recalled it. He looked around, worried that something unclean would catch up with him. "It was originally hanging on the wall, but after it fell down, it actually tried to stand up. Is this a demon?" Possessed?"
Zhang Jing is now very worried that there are monsters and monsters in this world. Because of his special characteristics, stolen goods will definitely come to his door.
If so, how can we hunt for treasure in the future?
How come there are six or seven in one night? ?
How to enjoy life?
Hearing that the boss was highly nervous, Anta's voice was gentle and comforting, "BOSS, don't worry, there are no monsters in this world;
Think about it, are the boy's toes pointed down or straight? "
"Straight," Zhang Jing remembered clearly, "The second time I passed by it, I accidentally knocked off its shoe with my shoulder."
"This explains it clearly," Anta said expertly, "This means that the mummy is dead, not a living person pretending to be alive;
When it falls from the wall to the ground, its legs will bend instantly, but because the legs are originally straight, they will naturally have extension inertia; if the mummy had its back against the wall arm, you will see that it wants to try to stand up The phenomenon. "
Zhang Jingda breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had such a professional doctor as his employee, otherwise he would have been left with a shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.
After taking a few long breaths, Zhang Jing said in a relaxed mood, "I will ask Barbie Manager to give you an extra 200 yuan in salary every month. Work hard and work hard, come on!"
Anta responded loudly and excitedly.
