Ancient tomb excavation traces

In the silent, dense forest, a strange, rustling sound suddenly rang out. Everyone looked up with trepidation, as if they had fallen into a spider cave and were facing a large group of spider demons, unsure of how to deal with them.

Qiu Yue and the young Taoist priest raised their hands and waved their torches, revealing some blurry shadows. Everyone focused their attention, preparing for battle. Just then, the screeching stopped at a certain point. I paused, then listened intently. The sound of the bell rang again to our right; it indeed had the power to control the living dead.

The master said the sound of the bell wouldn't last long, so we should go find it directly and ignore the scurrying and eerie noises. Everyone nodded and was about to go out when they heard a "uh...uh..." sound. Listening carefully, this sound was different from the female ghost's miserable cries earlier. Although it was mournful, it was basically certain that it was a man's voice.

However, the sound was quickly drowned out by the eerie laughter of the living dead, which sounded as if one were walking down a corridor of hell, with a bunch of wronged female ghosts clutching the wooden railings and crying out in anguish.

These ghostly sounds, which were originally floating and drifting in mid-air, are now fixed in one place, very close to us, making our scalps tingle.

Master Ku said there were too many sounds, and the ones crawling down were probably the undead. We only have so few people, we can't handle them at all. Now that he has figured out the exact location of the bell, let's follow him.

The crowd responded, ignoring the ghostly voices, and together with the Master Ku, they circled around several vines. No one had the courage to stop, because I could imagine those corpses hanging upside down, their evil forms watching us.

We hadn't gone far when the little fire monkey started squeaking on Bao Cai's shoulder, seemingly trying to stop us from going any further. Master Ku, not wanting to waste time, urged us to continue, but Qiu Yue and the little Taoist both stopped.

The two exchanged a glance, and Qiuyue spoke first: "Did you sense something?"

The young Taoist priest looked up at the top of the vines and frowned, saying, "The man's voice just now sounded very familiar."

Qiuyue said, "It looks a lot like your missing companion!"

Upon hearing this, my hair stood on end. Recalling the intermittent cries from earlier, they did indeed sound somewhat like Bajian's. A surge of excitement welled up inside me, and I stepped forward, saying, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go save him!"

The young Taoist priest said, "This person must be saved, but I heard his voice was muffled and he seemed to be suffocating. I guess his condition is not good."

"Huh?" Bao Cai and I exclaimed in unison.

The warehouse master, who had been waiting for us for a long time, said in a deep voice when he saw that we were going to delay again, "You always don't understand the situation. Now, as long as we destroy the bell, everything will be solved."

Upon hearing this, Bao Cai said unhappily, "That's true, but didn't you hear what the fortune teller said about Xiao Ba's current situation? He's on the verge of death. If you want to find the bell, you go first. We are determined to rescue Xiao Ba."

Upon hearing this, Master Ku snorted coldly, turned his gaze to the young Taoist priest, and reminded him, "Don't forget what you promised me. The lives of your two companions are still in my hands. Now you should listen to my orders."

Although I'm not exactly a reckless man, I do have a bit of a hot-blooded spirit. Seeing the young Taoist being threatened by the Master Ku, I stepped forward and said, "Master Ku, don't threaten us like this. Xiao Ba and I are sworn brothers. You were there too. We swore a blood oath that we would not ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we would ask to die on the same day, month, and year. Now he only has one breath left, and we will not stand by and watch him die."

Ku Shi raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Foolish and ignorant. Since you want to save people first, so be it. I hope you keep your lives; you'll need them later." With that, he cut the old vine tied to his body again, snatched the torch from the young Taoist without expression, and headed towards the bell.

We didn't have time to keep him here. We quickly looked up at the eerie vines above. Qiuyue gathered some dry firewood for us, lit it, and waited for the ethereal bell to ring again.

We can now confirm that Bajian is not dead. He is somewhere among the vines or branches. He must have heard us talking just now, so he made a sound to warn us.

The ghostly sounds ended, and the faint, lingering sound of bells echoed. In the intervals between them, we heard a "whooshing" sound, clearly indicating that Bajian could see the location of the torches and knew that we were nearby.

The young Taoist priest moved at the sound and stopped at a spot with many hanging vines. He looked up into the shadows and said, "It should be here, but I can't see your exact location, Brother Wang."

Upon hearing this, Qiuyue drew her curved sword and laughed, "This is easy!" As she spoke, she suddenly swung the sword at Baocai. Baocai's attention, like the little Taoist's, was focused on the tree branch, and he was completely unaware of what was happening around him. When he turned his head to look in our direction without warning, his eyes widened, and with a clean "snap," the torch in Baocai's hand was suddenly split in two.

Bao Cai stood there in shock, not yet understanding what was happening. Qiu Yue spun around and caught the burning torch head. She tossed the torch head upwards, and once it reached a certain height, she nimbly pulled out a slender hidden weapon. The weapon shot out with her delicate fingers and struck the torch directly into a tree branch. The torch was pinned to a tree branch by the hidden weapon, like a bright lamp, but it couldn't burn the giant tree.

Bao Cai and I were stunned when we saw Qiu Yue complete this difficult move in one go. Fortunately, the little fire monkey's cry woke us up. We saw it cleverly climb up the vines and chase after the torch. In the torchlight, we saw an extremely terrifying scene.

Hanging from the tree canopy, which resembled a giant umbrella, were numerous vines, and on these vines hung corpses one after another. Due to the limited firelight, we could not see them clearly, only their upside-down upper bodies and one raised head.

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Upon seeing this horrifying scene, everyone gasped. What made the corpses so terrifying, besides the eerie mask that sent chills down their spines, was their posture as they clung to the vines, resembling a giant, man-eating spider.

I had previously witnessed the head of the female corpse of the warehouse keeper being seized; it reached her waist, was as black as silk, though it looked a bit damp and cold. But this pitch-black head, paired with a pale, half-smiling face, appeared even more horrifying.

The female corpses realized we had discovered them, and they let out sharp, giggling laughter. This laughter, combined with their grotesque faces, was truly terrifying.

In fact, they were not far from us. I looked around uneasily, thinking that there were more terrifying things like this hanging on the cage-like vines around us, surrounding us. My body trembled uncontrollably, and I was on the verge of collapse.

However, since ancient times, evil beings have feared fire. The undead felt the heat of the torches that Qiu Yue had nailed to them, and their bodies, which had been leaning downwards, shrank back in panic. I breathed a sigh of relief, but forgot that these undead had just extinguished the torches. When I realized this, a gust of cold wind suddenly rose, the flames began to flicker, and even the torches in our hands became unstable.

Without light, how could we bear to face so many monsters? Just as the torch was about to burn out, a small figure flew out and pounced on the flame, instantly engulfing the little fire monkey in flames.

The fire monkey bravely climbed the vines, and the female corpses screamed and fled at the sight of the moving, unextinguishable fire. As the fire monkey moved, we gasped, seeing clearly so many corpses hanging on the vines in various positions, and my legs involuntarily went weak.

To my surprise, among these corpses, there were some rather unusual ones. They were hung in relatively high places, with old vines around their necks, as if they had been hanged.

Before I could even figure out what was going on, the young Taoist priest, with sharp eyes, pointed to the spot where the little fire monkey had been and shouted, "Brother Wang is over there!" (To be continued.)

I like tomb raiding.