Chapter 42

Chapter 42

I glanced behind me in horror. There was nothing behind me, and there was no white coffin...

The four people on this mural are clearly our group...

"Third... Third brother," my voice trembled as I spoke.

"Pah!" Sun Laosan suddenly slapped himself hard.

"Impossible, impossible, I must be dazzled," he turned to look at a mole with a pale face, "Xiao Hong, what did you see?"

A mole trembled and said: "I...I saw four of us, and...there was also a monster with horns on its head."

"A monster with horns on its head?" I rubbed my eyes hard, "No, there's no monster with horns on its head? What I clearly saw was a white coffin!"

Sun Laosan took a deep breath and said: "What I saw was the four of us surrounding two poisonous snakes entangled with each other."

Boss Sun also shook his head, "I am different from yours. What I saw was a child squatting on the ground and crying."

After saying this, several people looked at each other, and they all saw incredulity in each other's eyes.

A weird mural.

Four people looked at it at the same time and saw four different patterns...

What I saw was a coffin, a mole saw a monster with horns on its head, what Sun Lao San saw was two poisonous snakes intertwined, and what Sun Lao San saw was a child with his head buried in tears.

Sun Laosan had seen many evil things before, but the four sceneries in front of him were obviously beyond his knowledge.

At the moment, the only reasonable explanation we can get is hallucination. We may be hallucinating at the same time.

"This is not right, please sit down and don't leave yet," Sun Laosan asked us to sit down where we were.

After thinking for a few minutes, Sun Laosan took out a small round iron box from his backpack. The iron box was not big and made of old white copper. There was no pattern or trademark on it.

He unscrewed the iron box and carefully poured out a little yellow powder into the palm of his hand.

This yellow powder has a pungent smell, with a taste of realgar, but the smell is stronger than realgar.

Sun Laosan asked us to stretch out our right hands, and he poured a little bit into our palms.

Raising his hand to the tip of his nose, Sun Laosan said: "Take a breath and breathe it in through your nose."

He took the lead.

"Ah sneeze!"

"Damn, that's so exciting," he sniffed twice in a row and shook his head vigorously.

The moment I smoked this thing, I felt my head suddenly go cold. This thing is very refreshing, much stronger than refreshing oil toilet water and the like, and it is not on the same level at all.

After inhaling this yellow powder, several people took a closer look.

There are no more crying children on the murals, no more monsters and poisonous snakes with horns on their heads. Now, the patterns we see are all the same.

On the murals, there are only some ancient people dressed in unusual costumes, and there are no animals or coffins.

"Damn, luckily I was more cautious before coming here and bought some soul-awakening potion from the Taoist Master."

After Sun Laosan finished cursing, he straightened up and turned to look at the place he had just passed.

"The fragrance of Nan is the fragrance of Nan just now. This is also an ancient method to prevent tomb robberies. It was prepared by the witchcraft and alchemists at that time."

"The group of people from the south who came in must have had the same hallucinations as us, which led to them killing each other."

"Fortunately, I was well prepared and we found out early."

After finishing speaking, Sun Laosan looked up at the murals.

"Five minutes later, we would have died without knowing how."

"This is murder through borrowing money."