The uneasiness and unknown division almost made it impossible for me to breathe.

As the strange sounds echoing in the hall grew louder, the Pojun Star began to flash out.

The light that was originally almost white has changed!

From white to yellow, then blue, then green... Finally, Pojunxing turned red!

The red light was like water, beginning to spread and infect, and in an instant, the other eight stars all lit up.

The entire main hall was shrouded in blood red!

I looked away in shock, and when I looked back, the corpse in red armor turned back at some point!

At that moment, my heart was beating so fast that my chest hurt.

The sound of wind, whispers, ferocious laughter and sobbing in my ears was no longer the sound, but turned into the sound of rumbling drums.

The sound of the drum seemed to have magic power, controlling my heartbeat.

rumble!

rumble!

It kept shaking.

Every time the drum beat, I felt as if the hammer was really hitting my heart. Every blow would break my heart, and my heart still screamed in pain.

My vocal cords, my throat, my head, and my whole body were in unbearable pain.

I couldn't help but bend down, cover my chest, and cough loudly.

I felt like I was coughing up blood, then my stomach twitched and I started to vomit.

"Ugh!" I saw that I had vomited blood all over the floor. The blood didn't look like it came from my body. It was very sticky, as if it had been flowing out for a while.

What disgusted me the most was the white fluff in the viscous liquid. At the end of each white hair was a tiny human-faced owl that was moving and covered in blood!

I couldn't bear it any longer and started vomiting so hard that I almost wanted to turn my entire intestines and stomach out and wash them.

In my ears, the rumbling drum sound became louder and louder.

In the intervals between the drum beats, I heard the sound of rustling, the scraping of iron pieces and the sound of heavy footsteps.

I stopped vomiting, stood up dizzy, and looked around.

At some point, those soldiers in iron armor and red clothes came back to life.

Their faces were no longer skeletons, but as pale as paper, with cracked marks on their faces, as if they were made of dirt.

The eyes were empty and pitch black.

They held long guns and surrounded me, leaving no gap for me to escape.

I was unable to escape or fight back. In my blurry vision, I saw the living corpses of soldiers with their spear points raised.

Then, I clearly felt something piercing my abdomen.

Then the waist, legs, arms, chest, until the living corpse with slender eyes in front of me raised a spear and pointed it at my forehead.

A jeering laugh burst from its throat.

The slender, bone-like hand threw the spear forcefully.

puff!

The gun pierced my forehead.

The tip of the gun penetrated my brain, and the severe pain made me lose consciousness.

Then countless feelings came to me, including coldness, pain, sadness, regret...

Finally I accepted my own death.

As I was dying, I heard the sound of the bell ringing.

So, I am really going to die, and everyone has come to give me a "bell".

The question is, who is ringing the bell? I died in this dark ancient tomb, and no one knows. It’s right to think about it. Just now, the sound of drums was heard inexplicably, so what does the sound of the bell now mean?

Then, I had a long, long dream.

Erpang and Nizi, I were picking fruits at Sanjian Mountain, and then a white tiger jumped out, and then we fell into a strange underground palace... I seemed to have entered another reincarnation and experienced myself again.

All these twenty years of life.

The only difference is that this time I am no longer me, but a "camera". I am overlooking my life from a third-person perspective, just like the old people say that after death, people go underground, in front of the Sansheng Stone.

Watch your life like that.

Finally I saw myself jumping down the rope into the entrance of the ancient tomb.

But this time, I didn't see the blue-eyed bats covering the ground, nor did I see any ghost hands under the ice.

In the cave, I was like a lunatic, screaming and running around all of a sudden.

I saw that I ran to a slope. The angle of the slope was not large, so even a child would not be hurt if he fell.

I stood at the end of the ramp, waving the shovel like crazy, and then fell backwards.

After an unknown amount of time, I woke up on a vast expanse of ice.

There was no one there except me, but I seemed to be talking to someone.

There are no two fat men, no ghost hands, and no bats.

There are only the skeletons of soldiers buried beside me, everything is just an illusion.

When I was confused, I felt like someone was watching me from the dark side.

I look at myself, and someone else looks at me, like a mantis stalking a cicada or an oriole behind.

I looked up and saw a human face looking down, and I looked into that face.

It's that pale, smiling face!

I opened my eyes suddenly, sat up as if waking up from a dream, and gasped.

I heard someone say from behind me: "Hey, good morning, junior."

This voice sounds very familiar to me. It seems to be the voice of senior Liu Sa. I heard my grandfather say that in ancient times, there was a monster that called people's names. As long as people agreed, their souls would be taken away by it.

After experiencing various strange events in this ancient tomb, I began to have a subtle faith in these strange and chaotic things.

I dare not look back. I can already guess what kind of bizarre and horrifying scene I will see when I look back. Even if I am going to die and am going through a revolving door, can you let me die peacefully?

However, the other party did not give me this chance. A pair of strong hands directly grabbed my shoulders and forced me to turn around.

I couldn't do anything to resist, but the feeling on my shoulders was real.

Am I still alive?

Those hands forced me back, and I turned my head away, only daring to observe with my peripheral vision.

"Am I that ugly? I worked so hard to save my lovely junior, but he doesn't even look at me directly." This seemed to be very hurt, with an aggrieved emphasis and a playful smile that was not serious...

"Senior Liu Sa?!" I almost cried. I couldn't describe my feelings at that time.

It's like a person who has lived in a closed and dark environment for a long time and finally sees a glimmer of light. In the endless loneliness and fear, he feels a glimmer of warmth.

At that moment, I wanted to rush forward and hug him, but as soon as I moved, every inch of skin and joints in my body felt unbearable pain.

Liu Sa sat cross-legged next to me and rubbed my head. I didn't like him rubbing my head very much. It always made me feel like I was a little kid who hadn't grown up.

While dodging, I hit something hard.

"Wow! What's going on?" I looked around in surprise and found scattered skeletons and armor all around us.

The two of us were sitting on a "hill" made of bones and remains. What I touched was a skull. I threw the head away with a yell and looked at Senior Liu Sa in horror.

He said with an innocent face: "This is your masterpiece. When I came here, I saw you waving the shovel like crazy, almost knocking you down. Hey, I usually see you as a quiet fellow, but I didn't expect you to be so brave.

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"..." I couldn't refute him, and suddenly I felt scared.

Could it be said that what I "dream" just now is real? In other words, the perspective of "my" just now may correspond to someone peeping at me secretly? Or even the person peeping at me is not a human at all?

When I think of this, my back gets chills.

At this time, Senior Liu Sa suddenly stood up. My eyes followed him as he stood up. At this time, I found that the entire main hall returned to a brightly lit state, and the shiny hole above his head turned into a "Martial Arts"

Star position.

This means that this place is no longer a dangerous place where death is inevitable.

But this is not scientific at all in Feng Shui. Either everything I just experienced was an illusion, or the Bagua array imprinted on the mountain changed at the moment I fainted or died.

The original door of death has become the door of life.

At this time, Senior Liu Sa had already arrived under the tall General Pointing Platform and shone his flashlight on the stone surface of the General Pointing Platform:

"In the second year of Zhangwu, Uncle Han Huang Zhong, the general behind the Han Pass Neihou, was buried here."

Senior Liu Sa turned around and met my eyes. I guess we both read the word "shock" from each other's eyes.
To be continued...