Crack!
Crack!
He pried open two coffins in succession.
Yet without exception, every corpse inside had already dried into a mummy.
Moreover, the mummies were spotlessly clean. Apart from their rotted clothing, nothing at all had been left behind, as though they had merely been buried alongside someone else.
The more this was the case, the stronger Qin Shaofeng's doubts grew.
What exactly was going on?
The scene before them seemed normal, yet that was precisely what made it most abnormal. There were only six racks in the central hall; they could not possibly have been burial offerings for seven people.
With that thought, he quickly nailed the coffin lids shut again.
That was why he had used a short blade rather than smashing them open with a palm strike.
They had come here seeking treasures, after all. Naturally, they had to avoid damaging their predecessors' remains whenever possible.
"Qin Shaofeng, what did you say was wrong just now?" Ximen Li timely stepped into his path and asked.
"If I knew, there would have been no need to open those two coffins. Come on, let's go to the hall on the right!" Qin Shaofeng said directly.
Even as he spoke, he was already rushing toward the hall on the right.
The doors opened, revealing coffins identical to those in the left hall.
Three coffins containing nothing but mummies.
Once Ximen Li had confirmed it, the doubts in his heart reached their peak.
Although an odd feeling lingered in his heart, he simply could not make sense of it.
"Three on the left, three on the right—three coffins on each side."
"Three on the left, three on the right—three item racks on each side!"
Qin Shaofeng muttered under his breath, his voice growing louder and louder from its initial softness.
"So