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Chapter 383 Secrets of the Ancient Tomb 5
The entire wall began to shake, and several people quickly pulled the rope down and retracted the grappling hook.

The wall parted to both sides, dust flew up, and the entrance to the third floor was revealed.

The scarred man looked at the walls on two separate sides, with the thin monkey standing beside him.

"The door is open." Skinny Monkey took the torch from the middle-aged man's hand.

"Walk."

The scarred man seemed to be in a hurry and moved quickly every time.

Behind the door was a staircase, and they climbed the stairs to the third floor.

Before everyone could go up, they heard the sound of whimpering. Some people wanted to turn around in fear. With a bang, the door behind them also closed.

The flame on the torch flickered twice, and the thin monkey raised the torch forward.

"Woooooooo..."

The sound of crying came from far away, and under the light of the torch, black shadows appeared on the wall.

More than 20 people were surrounded by black shadows, and the scarred man could only lead them away from the stairs first.

"Woooooo-"

The black shadow behind them followed them like a shadow, and the crying became more and more sad, as if it was about to penetrate their eardrums.

Song Qi looked at the black shadows. They seemed to be breaking free from the wall.

This was not Song Qi's illusion, but it really happened.

In the team, the compass pointer in one man's hand was spinning wildly. He raised his head in horror and watched the black shadow coming out of the wall.

The firelight had previously stretched the shadows very long, but when they came out, Song Qi and others discovered that the black shadows were all babies, infant spirits.

The cries of the infant spirits surrounded the 20 people, and the thin monkey swung the stick, directly penetrating their bodies.

"You can't beat them." The thin monkey stared at these infant spirits.

At the moment, the crying is just annoying, and doesn't seem to cause any real harm.The scarred man and the middle-aged man looked at each other. They have been in this business for a long time and have encountered everything. This infant spirit did not seem like this when they met before.

There are weird things on these three floors, maybe there is something more powerful.

"You are so brave to break into the mausoleum without permission!"

A sharp shout came, and everyone looked over. There was a woman surrounded by baby spirits. The woman had a soft whip wrapped around her waist. She also took it off at the moment and swung it aside.

"A living person?" Thin Monkey's eyes widened.

Of course the man with the scar didn't believe that the person in front of him was a living person, a human or a ghost, so he wanted to kill him first to see.

Murderous intent grew in his eyes, and he rushed directly towards the woman surrounded by Yingling.

After passing through those infant spirits, I felt cold all over. The scarred man held the knife, and the woman also took a few steps back. The soft whip in her hand whipped out flowers, all of which were directed towards the scarred man's face.

The middle-aged man didn't know when he handed the torch to someone else, and suddenly appeared in front of the scarred man, blocking the whip to clear the way for the scarred man.

The players at the back looked at the cooperation between the two people, and it was really a tacit understanding. It didn't take long for the scarred man to rush to the woman.

The scarred man stabbed hard, but it was still in vain. The woman mysteriously disappeared on the spot, replaced by the sound of a whip breaking through the air.

The middle-aged man blocked the whip for the scarred man, and the scarred man looked at the woman in the distance.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Apart from the strangeness of his sudden disappearance, this man has no strength value at all.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth, and merged with the black shadow with a bang.

Song Qi felt that the temperature around him was a little lower, with a chill that penetrated into his bones.

The cries became more piercing and impossible to ignore.

Song Qi subconsciously covered his ears and stepped back.

(End of this chapter)