Tomb Raider【Filling My Heart with Unresolved Feelings】

When the men were digging the quicksand, a coffin suddenly fell from the quicksand. The coffin was completely black, and covered with strange patterns, like an ancient spell or a mysterious totem. The edge of the coffin lid was inlaid with a circle of copper edging. Although it was rusty, it still showed its former exquisiteness.

One of Aning's men was unable to dodge and was crushed by the coffin that suddenly appeared. Aning, Wu Xie and others hurriedly tried to lift the coffin down, but it was too heavy for them to lift.

Ah Ning looked at his weak subordinates and was extremely worried. Wu Xie suggested that they first remove the coffin lid to reduce the weight. However, the coffin lid was tightly fitted to the coffin, and they tried several times but couldn't remove it.

Another of Aning's men suggested smashing the coffin open, but Wu Xie quickly stopped them, saying, "No, this will create a reaction force and may cause more serious harm to the people below."

The man asked anxiously: "What should we do then?"

Wu Xie studied the coffin for a while, and suddenly thought of a solution. He took out a lighter and burned a circle along the cracks of the coffin, explaining as he burned: "This coffin is sealed too tightly. It may be due to long-term oxidation and moisture that the wood has changed and adhered to the coffin. Toasting it with fire can make the joints slightly loose."

After several people lifted the coffin board down, the weight was reduced, and Wu Xie and Aning worked together to lift the coffin open. Another subordinate took the opportunity to pull the trapped person out, and Aning asked him to take the person out for treatment first, and then she and Wu Xie began to study the situation in the coffin.

There was a deformed little corpse lying in the coffin. The twisted limbs and weird face made people shudder.

There were also three-legged blue crows painted around the corpse. Aning said, "The three-legged bird is the patron saint of the Queen Mother of the West. So is this person related to the Queen Mother of the West?"

Wu Xie's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "After searching for so long, I finally have some clues."

However, before they had time to think about it, a strange noise suddenly came from the surroundings. Wu Xie looked around nervously.

There were dots of starlight behind the few people, like will-o'-the-wisp, and some unknown things were floating.

When the people in Aning's team saw this scene, they panicked and fled in all directions, with screams echoing in the narrow space.

Aning and Wu Xie tried their best to comfort them and try to calm them down, but everyone was frightened by the sudden strange scene and couldn't listen at all.

Wu Xie saw this and shouted, "Don't panic! This is not a will-o'-the-wisp! This is just phosphorus fire, formed by the spontaneous combustion of phosphine produced when the corpse decomposes! Everyone calm down and don't run around!"

However, fear had already taken over everyone's hearts, and they were still running around frantically.

Wu Xie was extremely anxious. He grabbed a team member and explained loudly: "Brother, listen to me. The place we are in now is humid and there are so many ancient ruins. In this environment, the appearance of phosphorescent fire is a normal natural phenomenon. There is really nothing to be afraid of! Calm down and don't run around. Otherwise, if you accidentally bump into something or fall into a trap, that would be the real danger!"

Ah Ning also echoed, "That's right, everyone, trust Wu Xie and don't run around! We are a team, we must stay calm and deal with the situation together. The more panicked we are, the more likely it is that something will go wrong! As long as we unite as one, we will definitely be able to find a solution and leave here safely!"

After Wu Xie and Aning's efforts, a few people finally stopped walking, but some were still running around in panic. At this moment, the floating things seemed to speed up and rushed towards the crowd.

Wu Xie and Aning quickly raised their flashlights, trying to see clearly what it was.

All I saw were some translucent, ghostly shadows looming in the light and shadow.

Wu Xie took a deep breath and said calmly, "Don't be afraid, everyone! This may just be an illusion caused by the fog. It's not something really scary. Let's not scare ourselves!"

They calmed everyone down while observing the situation. Finding the situation out of control, Wu Xie and An Ning looked at each other and made a prompt decision: "Withdraw first!"

Wu Xie said anxiously: "Aning, the situation here is too complicated and too dangerous. If we continue to stay here, we don't know what will happen. Let's take those who can be stable and evacuate first, and then make long-term plans."

Aning frowned and responded with a firm look: "Okay, let's do as you say. The most important thing is to ensure everyone's safety first."

Afterwards, the two of them, along with the few people who had stopped, quickly retreated towards the exit of the ancient ship.

After everyone came out, Aning asked a few of his men outside to go in and move out the jars outside the ancient ship.

Wu Xie and Aning looked at the pottery jars one after another in front of them. They walked in to take a closer look and immediately saw the pattern on them - three blue birds.

One of Aning's men suddenly pointed at a jar and said, "Boss Ning, look, that jar is broken."

Everyone's eyes focused on it, and they saw a piece of pale bone exposed in the gap. Upon closer inspection, they found that it was actually a human head.

Wu Xie frowned and began to analyze with a serious look: "Judging from the placement of the skulls and the condition of the jars, the skulls in these jars are most likely prisoners from ancient wars.

You see, the incision on the skull is not neat, it is not likely to have been chopped off in one go with a sharp weapon, it is more like it has undergone some brutal torture. And the arrangement of these jars is probably an ancient form of sacrifice or punishment.”

As he was talking, Wu Xie suddenly realized that something was wrong with the skull. Something seemed to be moving deep in the eye sockets of the skull.

Wu Xie suddenly remembered the scene in the Qixing Lu Palace. His face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Run!"

Before he finished speaking, a stream of black corpse-bugs surged out of the jar like a tide. They fluttered their wings, making a chilling buzzing sound. The corpse-bugs were like a black whirlwind that instantly filled the entire space.

Aning's men were stunned by this sudden scene, and before they could react, several corpse-bugs pounced on them. In an instant, screams rang out one after another, and the bodies of several men were quickly covered by corpse-bugs, and blood splattered everywhere.

Wu Xie pulled An Ning up and ran desperately in one direction. Their footsteps sounded particularly rapid in the chaos, and their breathing became rapid and heavy. Wu Xie looked back as he ran, only to see the group of corpse-eating bugs behind him getting closer and closer, as if a black cloud of death was chasing him closely.

Aning's men also fled in all directions. Some lost their way in the darkness, while others tripped over debris on the ground and were instantly overwhelmed by corpse-bugs.

Wu Xie and An Ning ran wildly in the narrow passage, the walls on both sides quickly retreating in the light of the flashlight. Their heartbeats were like drumbeats, and every step was filled with fear and despair.

Suddenly, a fork appeared in front of them. Wu Xie didn't have time to think, so he pulled An Ning and ran to the left. The swarm of corpse-eating bugs followed him closely, and the buzzing sound seemed like a countdown to death.

Fortunately, they found a cave entrance and they quickly hid in. Wu Xie took off his coat to block the entrance, and Aning also took off her clothes and cut her palm.

Wu Xie was shocked when he saw this and asked in surprise, "Aning, what are you doing?"

Aning gasped and explained, "These corpse bugs haven't tasted blood for a long time, and are now extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. If we throw out the bloody clothes, maybe we can lure them away."

Then, Aning dropped some blood on the coat and threw it away. The corpse-bugs smelled the blood and rushed towards the coat. Not long after, the sounds of the corpse-bugs faded away, and the two finally breathed a sigh of relief.