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

Bone whistles are usually made from the broken limb bones of birds, typically ranging from 4 to 12 centimeters in length. But the ones here are quite inhumane.

The bone whistle was clearly made from the girl's index finger. Take the bottom part, smooth out the joint, and make two holes at the top and bottom. The bear wasn't afraid of that and just put it to his lips and blew it.

Wu Xie quickly covered the other side of the whistle, but unfortunately Hei Xiazi's movements were too fast.

A soft, melodious moan emanated from the bone whistle, so clear and pleasant that it momentarily stunned everyone. The sensation was painful, but it only lasted for a split second, and most people wouldn't take it seriously.

After carefully looking around and finding nothing amiss, Wu Xie lowered his hand and said with a slight reproach, "Black Glasses, are you crazy? What if this noise attracts something? Do you really want us to die here with you?"

"It's alright, Third Master, calm down."

Everyone seemed unaffected, but Ling Xiao was the only one whose tears flowed uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string after hearing the sound.

"Why are you crying?" Xie Yuhua asked as she wiped away his tears.

"pain……"

"It feels like someone is peeling my skin off, and my hands hurt too." Ling Xiao cried uncontrollably, even raising his hands to ask Xie Yuhua to check if they were still there. He seemed to be in a lot of pain, which didn't seem fake.

The young man took a step closer, and Jieyuhua realized that his target was the child. She quickly reacted, but the young man still managed to knock Lingxiao unconscious.

"If you knock him out, he won't feel pain anymore?" Holding the limp Ling Xiao, Xie Yuhua was somewhat angry. After thinking it over, she realized that it was indeed true, but she couldn't just knock him out for that reason.

"Blind man," the young man shouted, and Black Bear received the signal, continuing to play his bone whistle.

The vast tomb chamber was plunged into darkness. Xie Yuhua felt as if she had become a girl of about fourteen years old, with her hands bound by thick hemp rope and her feet shackled, being pushed forward by two strong men.

She was pushed and fell to the ground. He saw her body clearly; her skin was dark, and she was very thin, as if she had suffered from long-term malnutrition. She couldn't get up, so someone helped her up.

This doesn't seem to be their tomb chamber. There are many black-clad figures wearing cloaks made of raven feathers around them, singing an unknown tune. They then put their hands together on their foreheads, seemingly facing the object in the center, or perhaps facing the heavens, while muttering something. Then they all kneel down and prostrate themselves on the ground.

Only then did Jieyuhua realize that the one in the middle was a Buddha statue with a human body, which looked like a living person, or rather, the true form of the Buddha statue. That was... Little Maitreya!

The masked face of the Buddha statue smiled eerily. In an instant, the little Maitreya's body spontaneously combusted. At the same time, a person wearing a cloak with raven feathers behind him blew the horn he had been waiting for.

As the horn sounded, Jieyuhua saw herself being dragged to an iron pillar covered with scriptures, and bound up facing the side with the inscriptions.

The way she was tied up was very strange. Her hands were separated, and she was kneeling there. Jieyuhua had never seen such a strange way of tying someone up.

The two people who had been dragging 'her' kept adding coal to the iron pillar, and the temperature rose higher and higher. Xie Yuhua seemed to be able to feel the scalding pain.