For me, if I encounter zongzi or other evil things, the Taotie pattern on my hand will issue a warning, but when faced with witchcraft, the Taotie pattern on my hand will not be so sensitive.

I stared at the jar in front of me with vigilance, then looked at the old Qian in front of me again, and swallowed involuntarily.

"Old Qian, what do you think this jar will be?"

"Will it be the finished witchcraft like the witchcraft skeleton placed in the box like before, or the material used to perform witchcraft?"

I asked in confusion. Although both of them were related to witchcraft, they were very different.

If it is just a material used to perform witchcraft, even if it is a bit evil, it is far less terrifying than the previous finished witchcraft skeleton.

"This is not clear. To understand what is in it, you can only open this jar and take a look."

Mr. Qian shook his head while talking, listening to me with a terrible feeling.

Still open it to take a look? I wish I could stay away from these jars. If something strange appears after I really opened the jar, it would be too late to cry.

I don't want to experience how scary these things are, but I don't want to experience them again.

It seems that the danger in this tomb is even stronger than that of the Xia and Shang tombs.

If I hadn't been forced to break into such a tomb in order to find solutions to witchcraft, I really wouldn't have come to this tomb.

In my lifetime, I probably won’t want to explore the tombs of these wizards anymore!

Fortunately, Qian Lao just said it and showed no sign of opening it up, which made me feel relieved.

"Although this is a dead end, it should not be the end of the tomb. There must be some mechanism hidden on the surrounding walls."

"I hope to find the mechanism to open the next road from the surrounding walls and grounds, otherwise, I would like to open these jars in the end to see if I could find any clues from it."

Before I could relax, Mr. Qian immediately spoke, which immediately made my heart rise again.

I sighed helplessly, and now I can only hope to find a mechanism to open the passage on the nearby walls, so that we don’t have to open the jars in front of us.

Qian Lao and I were scattered around us, quickly looking for places where there might be hidden mechanisms around us.

Especially me, I was even more dedicated, and my eyes scanned every inch of the entire tomb chamber like a scanner.

Mr. Qian said that it is not wrong. The polishing process on the walls of the tomb is indeed amazing, but it is precisely because of this that the entire wall seems to be connected together. On such a smooth wall, if any mechanism is left behind, it will be very obvious.

This greatly accelerated the process of our search. While searching, my hands kept tapping on the wall. Whether it was the hidden mechanism or the hidden channel behind the stone wall, the sound of tapping would be subtle different from that of normal bricks.

After careful search, more than an hour passed, and more than an hour could be said to have almost no gains. I shook my head in disappointment.

No trace of the mechanism was found in the tomb chamber this whole day, including us who were on the roof, and we also carefully investigated it.

All the knocking sounds are the same, stone thudding sounds, unlike any mechanism channel hidden.

I sighed faintly, stared at the center of the tomb in front of me, and took a few steps in this direction.

Now it seems that I can only find the answers on these jars that I don’t want to open.

At this time, Mr. Qian's eyes also focused on the jars in front of him, pulled out the claw hammer inside the bag, and stared at the jars in front of him.

Even if Mr. Qian doesn't speak, I can still feel the solemn meaning that Mr. Qian is obviously full of fear of these jars.

"Old Qian, do you want to open these jars?" I hesitated for a moment and slowly opened my mouth. As I approached this jar, I had a vague feeling of anxiety.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

Before Mr. Qian could speak, I could hear a strange sound.

The sound is sometimes far and sometimes near, and I don’t know where it comes from. It’s a bit like the sound of a person’s heartbeat, but in terms of the frequency of beating, it seems to be a different one.

At this moment, I made a gesture of silence and stared at Mr. Qian with a very serious expression.

Mr. Qian was already an old man, and immediately remained silent for a moment. He didn't even move at all, and he also acted like he listened.

At this time, the surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard clearly. In such a very quiet situation, the sound that looked like a human heartbeat became clearer.

At this time, I can also distinguish the direction of the sound. When I looked in the direction, my heart couldn't help but raise it into my throat.

So the sound similar to the human heartbeat actually came from the jar in front of me!

My head seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer in an instant, and my mind buzzed, looking in disbelief.

This, how is this possible!

The sound of heartbeat should be the vital sign of living organisms. Why do such sounds make in the jar?

Judging from the degree of decay of the skull before, I'm afraid this tomb has a history of 100 years or even longer.

What exactly is it that can live for so long?

In fact, I had already vaguely guessed that after I arrived at Xia Shang’s tomb last time, I realized my shortcomings, so I also interpreted some books about witchcraft.

Most of the carriers of witchcraft are humans, and few animals are used as carriers. According to this calculation, if the things contained in the jar are also people who have been witchcrafted, then it would be too weird.

Even people like Xia Shang, who can be said to be the task of the Wizard King, who can build such a huge underground palace, do not have the ability to do this.

Although there is a person who has vital signs in Xia Shang’s tomb, it is also an effect caused by the help of the divine stone outside the sky.

Could it be that the tomb owner here is so skillful? Just using witchcraft can save a person's heartbeat!

The more I thought about this, the more I became, the more I became. I was afraid that this trip would be more dangerous than Xia Shang’s tomb. I felt a twitching in my heart. It was because of the things brought from Xia Shang’s tomb that made me suffer from this petrified witchcraft. Maybe in this tomb, I would have suffered a new kind of witchcraft before I could even get rid of petrified witchcraft.
Chapter completed!