I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Xie Yuhua was the second to go down. He shone his flashlight into the pit and called out a few times, but no one responded.

The others didn't have it as easy as they did, especially the fat guy, whose stone slab cracked as soon as he stepped on it. Fortunately, Ling Xiao had warned them, and the group was tied up very tightly, so even though they fell down by accident, no one was injured.

This location is beneath the main hall. When a flashlight is shone through, the vast space is filled with neatly arranged corpses.

“How can there be so many dead people? I’ve never heard of this before,” Pan Zi said.

"Judging from the situation here... it should be a burial chamber for human sacrifices." Wu Xie said through gritted teeth, and then shone his flashlight on one of the dead bodies.

The corpse was perfectly preserved, with its eyes closed, no beard, and its entire body covered in a thin layer of ice. The skin of the corpse was bluish, and its mouth was open, revealing terrifying fangs. And this was just one of them.

"This can't possibly be human. Just look at those teeth. A single kiss could rip someone's face off. It might just be the legendary Yeti, the hairless Yeti," the fat man analyzed to himself.

“It’s like the shamanistic custom. They sharpen their own teeth. Later generations found it troublesome and switched to masks. For example, the Jurchens of the Ming Dynasty used masks. These people’s clothes are primitive, their teeth are sharp, and their bodies are wrapped in hemp. These are mummies buried in ice.” Cheng Yu leaned forward and said.

For some reason, Mr. and Mr. Hua have disappeared. It's too dark here, and every time they leave, there's another corpse. There are restrictions everywhere.

"A mummy? This time it's all the way to Egypt," the fat man said again.

"Could these corpses be the ones Wang Zanghai dug up when he was building the mausoleum road?" Wu Xie seemed to have thought of something, just like the corpses in those ice burial pits before.

“Very likely.” Black Bear nodded in agreement.

"Why leave the unearthed corpses here instead of burning them? Are we going to set up a memorial tablet for them?" the fat man asked.

“There are still quite a few evil aspects to shamanism, such as witchcraft and rituals. In short, it’s best for us to stay away from it,” Cheng Yu said, shaking his head.

Wu Xie firmly believed this as well. Ancient shamanism was indeed sinister and bizarre, with countless practices involving corpses and curses. In fact, the Ku people also believed in witchcraft and sorcery, as did the village's witch doctor. Perhaps all of these are connected and traceable.

"No wonder, Fatty was wondering why his feet were burning and his whole body felt like it was being crawled on by bugs as soon as he came in. Turns out there were so many rice dumplings buried underneath. Wan Nu, that old man, is truly wicked and has no good intentions."

"Why haven't we found any trace of Mr. and Master Hua after searching for so long? Could it be that we're looking in the wrong direction?" After searching for a long time and figuring out Zongzi's research, Cheng Yu still couldn't find Ling Xiao and Xie Yuhua, and he couldn't help but get a little anxious.

"Where's Xiao Ge?" Wu Xie turned around and realized that someone was missing again.

"Damn it, we still have to do it the old way, tie us all together. It's too embarrassing here!" the fat man suggested.

“They’re all corpses. There’s only enough room for one person in the aisle. Do you want these corpses to keep touching your face?” Pan Zi rejected the proposal without even thinking.

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No, why didn't my article, which I wrote all night last night, get published?! I'm so angry! My long update streak is gone!