Entertainment Secrets: Playing the role of Qilin, Mimi loves it so much

"Is it so scary?" The fat man shuddered with fear.

"This corpse oil is soaked in the blood of resentment and contains infinite evil energy and curse power. If it is not stopped quickly, the entire tomb complex will be contaminated by corpse poison, and eventually a major plague will break out!"

Ye Bai reminded lightly.

Yang Mi and the fat man looked at each other, and saw deep worry in each other's eyes.

"Stop hesitating! Save Mr. Ye!" the fat man shouted and jumped into the bronze tripod first.

Ye Bai jumped in immediately afterwards.

As soon as the two of them jumped down, the entire bronze tripod began to shake violently, and the strange patterns on the tripod wall lit up with red light.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the lid of the tripod flew out instantly, and a cold and gloomy aura swept out.

Ye Bai and Fatty immediately activated their shields to resist in order to avoid being contaminated by the corpse poison.

"Oh my god, this thing stinks!" The fat man hugged his head and cursed.

The corpse oil here is soaked in resentful blood and is filled with an extremely strong stench, as if it is highly poisonous.

"Don't just complain about the stench, be careful!"

Ye Bai's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character. The cold and gloomy aura seemed to have substance, constantly rushing towards him, causing the shield's halo to fluctuate.

Outside the tripod, Yang Mi and Xinxin were terrified and huddled together tightly.

The live camera was still trembling as it focused on the bronze tripod.

The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled wildly.

"This special effect is amazing, it looks like the real thing!"

"Anchors, be careful, it feels so dangerous!"

But they had no time to read the comments, they were full of anxiety.

Yang Mi yelled at the top of her lungs, "Mr. Ye, Fatty, if it doesn't work, let's get out and try another method!"

Inside the cauldron, the fat man muttered while resisting, "Mr. Ye, how can we get out of this damn place? We can't stay in this stinking oil tank forever."

Ye Bai didn't say anything, his eyes wandering along the patterns on the tripod wall. Those patterns glowing red seemed to be telling something.

He thought to himself that the direction of these lines might hold clues to deactivating the corpse poison mechanism, so he said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, I think these lines are strange. Follow me and move to the left."

The two men moved with difficulty, and every step felt like stepping into a quagmire. The corpse oil under their feet was extremely sticky.

As soon as I reached the left, I heard a "click" sound, like gears meshing.

A stone slab slowly rose from one side of the cauldron. The stone slab was engraved with hideous ghost faces, and corpse oil flowed out of the ghost faces' mouths and noses, making the fishy smell even stronger.

The fat man almost vomited: "Mr. Ye, this is more of a hindrance than a help. Why did this awful thing come out?"

Ye Bai's eyes lit up: "No, this is a turning point. Look at the holes in the eyes of those ghost faces. They are of different sizes. Maybe something is going to be embedded in them."

As he spoke, he took out a few ancient jades from the secret compartment of his backpack, all of which were obtained from previous tomb robberies.

The style is simple and the color is dark.

You can tell it’s top quality stuff at first glance!

He picked out two that were the right size and embedded them into two ghost face eyes.

In an instant, the flashing frequency of the red light pattern suddenly changed, and the cold and gloomy aura seemed to be drawn away, weakening a lot.

"There is a way!"

The fat man shouted excitedly, but before he could finish his words, a dull roar came from above his head.

Looking up, I saw several iron chains hanging from the top of the bronze tripod, with sharp iron hooks at the ends of the chains.

The cold light flashed, like a deadly weapon.

"I go, and come again!"

The fat man cursed and waved the short stick in his hand to resist, but Ye Bai was agile and dodged the chain sideways.

He threw the dagger in his hand and cut off several chains, but the chains continued to flow like a python out of control.

"Hold on, get behind the stone slab!"

Ye Bai shouted, and the two hid behind the stone slab. The iron chain hit the stone slab, sparks flying everywhere.

"We can't stop. We have to go into the tomb and find the source."

Ye Bai stood up, patted the corpse oil off his body, and without any change in his expression, he led the way inside.

The passage of the tomb is very deep, the walls are flickering with phosphorescent light, and the murals on both sides appear and disappear from time to time.

There are paintings of strange sacrifices and scenes of evil spirits eating people, and faint screams can be heard, as if resentment that has lasted for thousands of years.

Xinxin was so frightened that her voice trembled: "Brother Ye, this place is like hell, why don't we go back?"

Ye Bai stopped and looked back at her, his gaze slightly relaxed: "Now that we're here, it's even more dangerous to give up halfway. Follow me closely."

A stone door blocked the way, with a nine-headed snake carved on it. The snake's eyes were huge gems, emitting a faint and menacing light.

"Another stone gate?"

The fat man reached out to touch it, but Ye Bai quickly stopped him.

"Don't move. This mechanism is delicate. Triggering it could be fatal."

He took out a torn page of an ancient book from his bag, carefully compared it with the runes on the door, and muttered something inaudibly.

After a moment, he reached out and pressed a groove in the middle of the snake's head, and the stone door slowly opened.

Ye Bai and the fat man stepped over the threshold at the same time.

Behind the stone gate is another world, vast and open, like a giant palace.

There are stone pillars on both sides that are hundreds of feet high. Chains are coiled around each pillar, and skeletons are hung at the end of the chains, looking miserable.

Ye Bai frowned and asked, "Are you sure there is a coffin in the tomb?"

"Of course!" The fat man said as a matter of course: "Have you forgotten? My grandfather once came here to conduct an investigation... Uh, Mr. Ye, what are you doing?"

Before the fat man could finish his words, Ye Bai had already run towards the hanging skeletons.

Those skeletons were not rotten, but emitted a white light, and were obviously well preserved. In addition, there were dense runes engraved on the skeletons, as if they were sealing something.

He squatted down and carefully examined the skeleton, and was surprised to find that the runes formed some kind of mysterious magic formation.

He was quick-witted and immediately took out something to write down the runes.

Seeing this, the fat man quickly squatted down and focused his attention on the rune.

The two were studying seriously when suddenly a gust of wind blew and the skeletons made a slight crackling sound.

Ye Bai turned his head and his pupils shrank sharply!

I saw the skeletons hanging on the stone pillars slowly breaking free from the chains and crawling towards me.

Their hands were open, their nails were extremely sharp, their knuckles were green, and their nails were curved, a strange purple-black color.

Ye Bai took three steps back and pulled the fat man up.

He was sweating profusely: "Fatty, these things are probably zombie soldiers evolved from corpse poison!"

"Mr. Ye, so many?" The fat man was horrified.

"Well, I think this should be the real coffin." Ye Bai looked up and stared at the lifelike mural above his head.

The mural depicted a handsome man with long flowing hair. He was embracing a woman with his arms, and a charming curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Bai murmured, "Could this man be the First Emperor of Qin?!"

"Fuck, Mr. Ye, this is Qin Shi Huang!" The fat man widened his eyes.

"Yes."

"Oh my goodness, this is nailing my coffin here!" The fat man swallowed his saliva and said, "No, this is too creepy."

Ye Bai smiled faintly without saying a word, and walked straight to the huge golden coffin.

When the fat man saw that he didn't run away, he felt a pang in his heart.

Ye Bai took out a dagger, cut his palm, and dripped a few drops of blood into the coffin.

"hiss……"

The moment the blood touched the coffin, it immediately disappeared, like a stone cow entering the sea, leaving no trace.