In the tomb room, just as Song Heqing was about to jump down, he was bounced back by a golden light from around him.
He quickly covered his eyes. There was a smell of something burning in the air.
When he looked down, he saw that it was a piece of black skin burned on the back of his hand.
Song Heqing stood on the coffin and stretched out his hand tentatively.
The golden light just appeared again.
At this time, Song Heqing could see clearly that it was a formation used for suppression.
It's a Taoist spell.
He raised his head and looked up again. In fact, he had already guessed in his heart that there must be a prison above.
Still, you have to give it a try.
He stomped his right foot lightly and flew upwards.
It was even more terrifying up here. With the four iron chains holding the coffin as the fulcrum, purple thunder and lightning struck him.
Song Heqing found that his body was so fragile that he could not bear it.
After traveling through so many lives, this is the first time I feel so aggrieved.
He had no choice but to get down again and sit cross-legged on the edge of the coffin.
"9527, what's going on with these restrictions?"
The sound of the system came weakly:
"Host, these restrictions have been reinforced from generation to generation by a sect for thousands of years, so you can't break them for the time being."
"What?" Song Heqing was very confused:
"What kind of sect is so difficult to get along with the original owner?"
9527 said: "It's like this..."
He was originally a prince, and due to his special fate, he was frail and sickly since childhood.
After his death, during the burial process, the emperor found the best experts in the world to help him perform rituals and choose a tomb site.
Because his death was sudden, it took five years just to find the tomb and build it.
During this period, the original coffin has been hidden in the ice cellar.
Once, a disciple of the Mayi sect fell asleep during a shift and accidentally knocked over the ever-burning lamp, igniting the quilt in the ice cellar and causing a fire.
As a result, the rope holding the coffin was burned, and the coffin was connected to the earth.
Afterwards, the ice melted due to heat, and the coffin was soaked in water for a long time.
The archmage in charge has rules: the coffin must not be grounded or exposed to water or fire.
Otherwise, due to his original royal status and unique fate, he might transform into a corpse.
It was precisely this mistake that caused the original body to transform into a corpse.
Worried that the emperor would be held accountable if he found out, everyone worked together to set up a dragnet in the tomb to prevent the zombies from coming out.
In order to atone for their sins, the descendants of the Mai sect would come here every sixty seconds to reinforce the seal.
It lasted for a thousand years.
That's why the restrictions here are so strong.
The protagonist’s master is the Mayi Taoist of this generation.
He lived in a small mountain village more than ten miles outside the cemetery for more than ten years. Sensing that his life was approaching, he sealed Song Heqing again before his death.
"In other words, the protagonist knows that there is a big tomb here?"
After listening to 9527's story, Song Heqing asked it.
9527 answered honestly:
"I know. When his master died, he asked him to come here to strengthen the seal in sixty years, or his apprentice would come."
"I see, then why is my body so weak? It shouldn't be."
"Because you haven't had a breath of blood."
"Oh!" Song Heqing suddenly realized.
Zombies, blood-sucking to boot.
Very reasonable.
"Those three guys outside..."
9527 means unknown: "I don't know... you can... try."
Song Heqing remembered that in the original work, this body came to life after drinking the blood of the protagonist.
In other words, monk blood is likely to be needed.
The three people outside were getting closer to the main tomb chamber. Along the way, they discovered many precious treasures.
"Boss! This is celadon, it's celadon!"
"Hetian jade, such a big piece!"
"A bowl made of gold, gold!"
"Get rich, get rich."
The three of them came to a side tomb room, which contained things that the original owner occasionally used during his lifetime.
Take it outside and it will be a priceless orphan.
The three of them were really happy.
Recalling those "robbery holes" before, they couldn't figure it out even if they tried hard.
How come those seniors let go of so many good things?
Shouldn't it?
Could it be that he is dead?
What they didn't know was that those "robbery holes" were not dug by tomb robbers at all, but by Taoist priests of the Mayi sect throughout the ages.
There is a fog formation outside the big tomb. Most of the time, the entire mountain is shrouded in clouds and fog. The previous tomb robbers did not even notice that there was a tomb here.
Unfortunately, more than ten years ago, a survey team came from a nearby village and planned to dig into the mountain.
We happened to dig near the eye of the mist formation, but then a heavy rain caused a landslide, and the mist formation no longer worked.
Only then did the three guys discover this place.
Unknowingly, they thought they had picked up a big leak and couldn't close their mouths with joy.
Pick up the sack and start loading it.
After sweeping away all the valuables, the three of them walked in tacitly.
Greed prompts them to move faster.
Whether there were any terrible traps along the way, they no longer considered this issue.
As everyone knows, it was the owner of the tomb who opened the door for convenience.
Not long after, the three people came to the main tomb chamber without any obstruction.
It was pitch dark here, and when they shined a bright flashlight, it seemed like daylight.
Even Song Heqing, who was lying in the coffin, moved his eyes.
The appearance of the main tomb made them all dumbfounded.
I have never seen such thick iron chains, and the coffin is still supported and not grounded.
They also noticed that the lid of the coffin was not on it, and the lids of the large and small coffins were not there.
Put it on the box aside.
The fat black man said with a trembling voice:
"Boss... no, there won't be any zongzi!"
The dwarf also said:
"It feels like there was a burning smell around here."
The middle-aged man was heartbroken, but he still had to be frightened:
"Why are you blind? We have dumped it so many times. There are no rice dumplings anywhere. If you believe in science, it is all feudal superstition. Find something quickly."
The light swept across the wooden box that had been smashed by the coffin, and a corner was exposed inside, shining brightly.
The little dwarf was the first to jump over.
Lift the lid.
All kinds of jewelry are everywhere, which is dazzling.
The little black hand grabbed it and it was cold and crisp.
"Mom..."
The three of them took a deep breath and were stunned for several seconds before turning their attention to the dozens of boxes around them...
"How much does it cost, how much does it cost..."
The three of them ran like crazy to unpack the boxes, including pearls, jade, ivory, agate, crane crown red, porcelain...
Too many to count.
The three people, dazzled by the great joy, turned their attention to the coffin hanging in the air.
As we all know, the most valuable things are usually buried with them.
Unfortunately, the coffin is suspended in the air and is more than two meters high. Even the tallest black man can't see what's going on inside.
The little dwarf volunteered:
"Third brother, you carry me, and I'll go up and have a look."
"All right."
As soon as the fat black man finished speaking, the little dwarf was like the reincarnation of a monkey, climbing up on his clothes.
Stepping on his shoulders, he picked up the edge of the coffin and looked inside.
Just when he saw the person in the coffin and was amazed by his appearance, the other person suddenly opened his eyes.
"Yo ho!"
The dwarf's sudden strange cry made the other two people tremble.
"What's the ghost's name? You are sick!"
The little man's voice trembled:
"Oh no……"
At this time, all the palace lanterns were lit.
The panicked people immediately became the two of them.
An ethereal voice sounded above the head:
"What are you taking?"
