Zhu Zihua used the faint blue light emitted from the gaps in the stone niches by the eight luminous pearls to see four huge water tanks in the four corners of the main tomb.

He pondered for a moment and quickly guessed based on his tomb robbing experience accumulated a few years ago that the four large water tanks must be the ever-burning lamps that were lit before the tomb was sealed.

Zhu Zihua came to one of the large water tanks, stood up on tiptoes, stretched out his right hand, and slowly groped in front of the large water tank.

As expected, the large water tank was filled with a large tank of oil. There was a layer of dust floating on the oil, making Zhu Zihua's hands sticky and slippery. Zhu Zihua was very surprised that such a large tank of water was filled with oil.

The cylinder oil has not lost much for hundreds of years, but the ever-burning light has long since gone out.

After a while, he felt secretly happy when his finger touched a lamp grass in the oil tank. At this time, Zhu Zihua thought that maybe the lamp grass was not very good. After the front end burned out, it sank into the oil tank, which caused the permanent lamp to go out.

Zhu Zihua carefully took the lamp grass out of the oil tank, put it in front of his nose and smelled it. He felt secretly happy in his heart. Although the oil in the tank had experienced hundreds of years and had a musty smell, it still had a hint of the fragrance of vegetable oil.

It should still be lit.

Zhu Zihua took out the lighter, lit it, and carefully moved the flame towards the end of the lamp grass in his hand.

The lighter's flame burned against the lamp grass for a while, and the lamp lamp miraculously ignited. The faint blue flame mixed with a bit of dim yellow soon illuminated the tomb chamber, and the glory of the golden wall was restored in the tomb chamber.

When Zhu Zihua finished lighting the third ever-burning lamp, the lighter was deformed by the heat and could no longer be lit because it had been lit for too long.

There was no need to light the fourth oil cylinder huddled in the corner because the room was already bright.

Zhu Zihua was not in a hurry to get the eight luminous pearls, but turned his attention to the small wooden boxes on the four walls of the main tomb chamber.

He walked to the wooden box and looked at it carefully. He found that although the vermilion paint on it had peeled off and was somewhat mottled, he could still see the exquisite patterns on the small wooden box.

Zhu Zihua blew a few breaths into the small wooden box. After the dust drifted away, he found a small copper number hanging on it, which was already stained with patina. He took out a pair of small wire cutters from his tool bag and gently

When the ground was clamped, the small copper lock broke into two pieces and fell to the ground with a "snap" sound.

When Zhu Zihua opened the lid of the small wooden box, he almost went crazy with excitement. The box full of gold and silver jewelry emitted a dazzling golden light under the illumination of three long-lit lamps in the tomb, and the gold foil on the four walls shone.

The golden light complements each other.

Zhu Zihua could no longer describe how he felt. His eyes were wide open as he kept stroking the jewelry in the small wooden box. He thought for a while and opened the remaining two small boxes. Sure enough, they were all jewelry.

Zhu Zihua dumped all the tools he brought with him from the big cloth bag on the ground, and put three small wooden boxes filled with jewelry into the big cloth bag.

After installing the jewelry, Zhu Zihua fixed his eyes on the eight luminous pearls.

He pushed the big glittering coffin hard, but it didn't move at all. Zhu Zihua was relieved. He supported the coffin lid with one hand, turned sideways and jumped on the coffin lid with both feet.

Zhu Zihua suppressed the excitement in his heart and slowly stood up from the coffin lid. With trembling hands, he touched the exquisite stone niche containing eight luminous pearls.

Just when he was about to touch the stone niche, he suddenly heard a "hissing" sound coming from the tomb, and a fishy smell hit his nostrils.

Zhu Zihua was shocked and raised his hands in the air. He was too frightened to put them down.

In the oil tank where he did not light the lantern grass at the end, a pair of green eyes suddenly appeared, and a long red line-like thing floated in the air at a fast and enchanting speed.

Zhu Zihua was immediately frightened. He never expected that the head of a big snake would come out of the only oil tank that he was not allowed to light.

The big snake raised its huge triangular head, spit out a long blood-red snake message, and suddenly jumped up straight from the oil tank. Zhu Zihua only felt a fishy cold air hit his face, and his feet were swept by the big snake.

The strong wind blew, making my body ache.

There was a loud bang and Zhu Zihua fell down. Before he fell, he clearly saw the big snake quickly jumping back into the oil tank.

Zhu Zihua breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that the big snake did not attack him directly, otherwise he would have been dead by now.

Before he had time to be happy, he suddenly felt a stench rushing in from his nose, his vision was dark, and something was stuck underneath him which was extremely uncomfortable.

Zhu Zihua struggled to hold up his hands. At this time, the other two ever-burning lamps in the tomb had been wiped out by the strong wind blown by the big snake. Only one ever-bright lamp was left, still flickering with its faint blue flame.

With the golden light reflected from the surroundings of the tomb, Zhu Zihua could barely see clearly what he was facing, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his breath.

It turned out that he was lying face to face with a terrifying mummy, with their faces separated by less than half a foot. The mummy's eyes were tightly closed, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken.

The dry brown skin on the face of the mummy was full of wrinkles. Together with the two rows of yellow-brown teeth that protruded from the lips that had already withered and sunken, Zhu Zihua's stomach felt like it was turning upside down.

With an indescribable sense of fear, his mind went blank, and he could only feel numbness on his scalp.

It turned out that the big snake actually swept away the thick coffin lid with a flick of its tail. Zhu Zihua fell straight from the coffin lid and fell into the coffin of Mr. Zhou. He was not leaning to the right and collided with the mummy of Mr. Zhou.

Full of heart.

His mind went blank for a while, and then Zhu Zihua slowly regained consciousness, only to feel burning pain in his hands. At this time, Zhu Zihua's thoughts of escaping took over, and a force from nowhere made him put his hands on the coffin lid.

, jumped out of the coffin and fell onto the bluestone floor tiles outside the coffin.

The sharp pain in his hands was piercing his heart. Zhu Ziwen, who had just escaped from the coffin, could see clearly with the help of the bright light that his hands were actually penetrated by two daggers.

Although the two daggers had lost their luster, they were still quite sharp.

Zhu Zihua never thought that in Mr. Zhou's coffin, there would be sharp daggers inserted on both sides of his body.

It turns out that according to folklore, if the dead souls seek revenge, the thing that scares them the most and makes them afraid to approach is the weapon that fatally struck them during their lifetime. If they are hit by the weapon that killed them,

The wronged soul will be disintegrated and will never be reincarnated.

Of these two daggers, one was used by Wang Liu to stab Zhou Hao in the chest, killing him immediately, and the other was used by Mr. Zhou while he was lying in the coffin, holding his breath and pretending to die, after smelling the antidote moisturizer that Zhou Hao applied to his face.
Chapter completed!