"Wait a moment, once a monster comes out of the altar, you must escape."
Yue Guanchao listened to the strange tremors coming from the ground, and felt that the things under the altar were not simple, so he whispered in everyone's ears.
He had to make plans in advance. The altar had existed for thousands of years. It was not strange for anything to appear in the institution. He could only ask his friends to pay attention to it, so as not to cause trouble.
With a whoosh, the originally dark and chaotic hall suddenly became bright with roaring sounds. The people who didn't know the situation were so nervous that they held the shotguns in their hands. Even Tang Diannong and the others were startled, holding their weapons to pretend to be calm.
Yue Guanchao looked closely and saw that the source of the light was from the niches throughout the six-sided hall. The bronze lamps inside seemed to have been lit by something, and the bright flames completely illuminated the hall.
Wu Tuman stared at the niche and whispered: "The python oil lamp can spontaneously ignite without wind. No wonder the niche is sealed. It turns out there is another mechanism."
"Look, what's inside is out, really out!"
As the light in the Yin Tower grew brighter, something in the altar seemed to be rising upwards, and in just a moment some details could be seen.
When this thing was completely lifted out of the altar, everyone gasped.
A giant bronze tree, taller and denser than all the bronze trees outside, was slowly rising up from the entrance of the cave, completely suspended from the ground with a roar.
Yue Guanchao observed carefully that it took two or three people to surround the ancient bronze tree, which was completely different from the abstract bronze tree with few branches.
Its branches are as lush as a camphor pine tree, stretching outwards, and its needles are as fine as the leaves, as if the pine leaves are really dotted between the branches, like a giant umbrella holding up the sky, covering the entire altar with black clouds.
On the trunk of the ancient bronze tree, you can clearly see the true lines of the trunk, which shows how much effort the ancestors of Wu Coffin Town spent in building this ancient tree.
If the shape alone is not enough to shock them, the sacrificial artifacts dotted in the ancient trees are the most important thing!
The tall and dense ancient branches are covered with Sushen gold utensils.
Golden furnace cauldron, beast-killing whip, beast-controlling whistle, drum for inviting gods, pestle for subduing demons, waist bell, golden comb mirror, staff for chasing gods, sword for inviting immortals, silk feathers, jade banner for attracting immortals, Sinan compass...
Various gold utensils are dotted among them, and many silver chains fall from the branches, hanging all over the trees like wishing ribbons. Thousands of golden black crow wings with ox heads fluttering are beautiful.
Under the ancient bronze tree, the statue of the Great Xianbei witch depicted in "The Secret of Zu Xian" stands quietly. The gold shells and gold vessels reflect each other under the candlelight, making the entire Yin Tower filled with golden light and full of treasure!
The Yin Tower, which was just eerie and terrifying just now, transformed into a treasure pavilion and gold cave in the blink of an eye. Yue Guanchao no longer knew how to describe it.
However, no matter how brilliant the hall was, he could always feel that there was a strong evil aura hidden in this jeweled aura.
"Director Tang, we are getting rich, hahahaha."
"Hurry down, brothers, whoever pretends more will be rewarded."
Yue Guanchao looked towards the attic. Tang Dianrong and the bandits ran down the stairs and arrived at the altar in a blink of an eye.
The normal color in their eyes has long since disappeared, as if they were crazy people. All that is left is the crazy desire for treasure, and the flames of desire in their eyes are ready to come out!
"You get started, don't stop grandpas from getting rich."
Of course it was useless for Yue Guanchao to find the treasure. A few bold bandits pushed him away, stepped into the altar, squatted on the ground and raised the gold shells, like a landowner ushering in a rice harvest, frantically stealing wealth that did not belong to him.
"This golden furnace and cauldron is so good. If you melt it, you can buy a royal palace!"
"The animal whip is pretty good, it's all heavily inlaid with gold wire..."
"Look at this divine drum. It's made of exquisite materials and this waist bell. I've made a fortune. I've really made a fortune."
"Look at this silk feather, it looks like real peacock feathers. It's worth thousands of gold. I heard it's the craftsmanship of ancient golden feathers."
These bandits were like rough women visiting a temple fair, commenting on the gold sacrificial vessels. They thought it was not enough, so they simply picked up the cloth bag, grabbed the gold shells and stuffed them into the bag!
A bearded bandit was looking up and wiping sweat after loading the gold shells. His eyes were locked on the necklace on the hand of the Xianbei witch statue. Yue Guanchao recognized it at a glance. The pendant of this necklace was the tiger charm in the mural!
"Hey, this necklace looks like a tiger, which happens to be my zodiac sign, so I'll take it."
"etc!"
Before Yue Guanchao finished speaking, the bearded bandit had already touched the necklace, and he had no time to stop it.
As the necklace was taken off the wrist, the statue's eyes suddenly opened, and then an extremely unpleasant metallic trembling sound came from the statue.
But after a moment, these bandits pretending to be gold shells suddenly stopped. The whites of their eyes gradually became bloodshot and became more and more turbid. Thick saliva drooled from their mouths, and they stood there like stupid children!
Yue Guanchao felt that something was not good, and looked at his companions to hide back. He had just retreated a few steps, and the bandits in the altar became disowned and began to attack each other.
This ruthless behavior was not motivated by greed, but rather by the murderous desire to devour the treasure.
The people standing in the distance watched helplessly as a gangster with a pole took off the golden furnace cauldron and hit the bearded man on the back of the head with a bang.
He was hit suddenly and had no time to dodge. The huge force caused the back of his head to be dented and broken, and blood and brain tissue spurted out.
Despite this, Ma Gan did not want to relax, and smashed him to death with three strokes, leaving only a little flesh connected to his neck.
