When Mouse heard that the corpse in the black coffin had mutated, his face turned green with fright. He quickly found the gold corpse mirror and inserted it into the groove of the coffin head intact, but the groove had already been knocked by him with his dagger.

His body was deformed, and he couldn't put it back no matter how hard he tried to pretend. In desperation, this kid even used saliva to stick it on his body. I was so angry that I kicked him in the face again.

He scolded: "You idiot! You will cause trouble for me!"

Haiyue advised: "Stop scolding him. What's the use of scolding him at this time? I still have some chewing gum here, so hurry up."

After that, I didn’t know how many messages were sent to each of us. In short, I was so anxious that I didn’t even bother to tear off the wrapping paper, stuffed it into my mouth and chewed it randomly, trying to expose the gum in the gum as quickly as possible.

Just hearing the coffin lid click and crack, the black jade was finally cracked by the thing, and a black claw protruded from the crack. The nails on the claw were very sharp, and they had begun to grow because they were too long.

Some are finished.

Who could care about that? He quickly spit out the chewing gum in his mouth, stood behind the autopsy mirror, and inserted it into the groove in front of the coffin lid. Although the other sugars and flavors in the chewing gum were not completely diluted, they were still somewhat

It worked to some extent, barely keeping it from falling off for the time being. My analysis was indeed correct. I just put the corpse-suppressing mirror back on, and the numb claws slowly hung down, as if he had fallen into the trap again.

It was like endless sleep, and the red mist of those human-faced mushrooms gradually became less intense. The chewing gum in Nanhaiyue and Mouse's mouth was also embedded around the groove, for fear that it would not be firm. Maybe these human-faced mushrooms are

The red mist sprayed out has some connection with the contents in the coffin, but we don’t know if inhaling so much of it has any effect on our bodies.

The three of them narrowly escaped death, and Sayazi ran towards the bright light ahead. Fortunately, the function of the corpse mirror should also have a certain deterrent effect on the human-face mushrooms. At least we were in panic because of the densely packed human-face mushrooms.

Even though his eyes were filled with hatred, he did no harm to us.

After running for more than 10 minutes, I finally saw clearly that the light was not a hole, but a gap. When I ran closer, I realized that the gap was a crack in a door. The door was made of copper and was very heavy, so I pushed it gently.

, although it can be pushed, there is a big lock in the middle of the door.

Peeking out along the crack in the door, I found an ancient temple outside the bronze door. My first thought was whether we were back to the Crow Temple again. Could this cave be a shortcut to the Crow Temple? But soon the ancient temple

The neatness completely overturned my guess. From our perspective, this big bronze door should be on the back side of a statue of a god. The statue of the statue is very tall. The bright sunlight shines in from the windows of the ancient temple and hits the statue on the ground.

A reflection is formed, from which the general shape of the statue can be identified. The statue is tall, with slender limbs, a big head, and strong muscles. After thinking about it for a long time, I never thought of such a freak in the Buddhist and Immortal schools.

The floor of the main hall of this ancient temple is almost spotless, and the marble slabs are almost gleaming. It is estimated that someone takes care of it every day.

"Brother Wushuang, this seems to be the Evil God." Nan Haiyue looked through the crack in the door and said to me. "Do you smell it? There is agarwood fragrance. It seems like there is someone there."

I also heard someone's footsteps in the main hall of the ancient temple. It seems that this person comes to offer incense to this evil god every morning. Someone is better than no one. No matter whether he is a bad person or not, he must be

It would be much better to open this lock and let us out than to lock us in this dark cave filled with weirdness.

(Hello everyone, I am Wushuang. Let me state again that many readers said that the description of tomb robbing in this book is not very detailed or professional. I want to say that the book "The Curse of Nurhachi" is not about tomb robbing at all.

, it is a book with a theme similar to exploring unknown geography and exploring the lost culture of ethnic minorities. There are many Manchus around me, including my relatives. They often say that they are descendants of the Eight Banners, but they can no longer tell who their ancestors are.
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