"Run!"
The tomb "guardians" were getting faster and faster!
Ye Qianfan and the others had only been walking briskly at first, but soon the tomb guardians had chased them out of the passage. Each moved like a spider, scrambling on hands and feet, some arching their backs and looking at them with their heads upside down.
Others held their heads high and crawled like beasts on all fours, but every one of them was astonishingly fast!
They swarmed out from inside, as terrifying as if Ye Qianfan had poked a spider's nest. A dense black mass crawled out of the opening, and Ye Qianfan could even see their stiff intestines waving wildly in the air, looking exactly like some insect's antennae.
If he had not already known their true identities, and if the clothes they wore had not remained unchanged...
Ye Qianfan really might not have recognized them as the palace maids and eunuchs who had been hanged.
"Run toward the human effigies!"
"Hurry! They're coming!"
Li Pu shouted as well.
Meanwhile, Shen Lang took out the Bone Flute, intending to play a few tunes.
But Ye Qianfan stopped him. "Get among the human effigies before you play. We don't know whether there's something wrong with them, and I'm afraid you won't have enough breath left when the time comes."
"All right... huff! All right..."
Shen Lang was a pale-faced scholar, and running had made his face even paler.
To be honest...
Everyone in the Nuo Master profession had passed the civil service exam to get their jobs, yet they were nothing like civil servants. They were more like extreme athletes.
Every outing was a race against death, sometimes even involving parkour and extreme obstacle jumps.
It really was enough to kill a man!
"My lord... my lord... I really