Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

It’s not because the photo in the phone is wrong. It was indeed taken around the mass grave, and the time on it shows that everything is fine.

But what makes us shudder is that there are some words on the tombstone.

And a hideous face appeared in the camera.

It’s a woman’s face.

And the face is wrinkled, as if it has been soaked in water for a year, but the hair that looks like thatch makes us feel scared.

“No, it’s impossible!”

The thin man collapsed all over.

And it seems that he was hit by a sorcery, and he fell to the ground for a long time without getting up.

He didn’t have the exaggerated energy as before, as if he was scared silly, his whole body was cold, and there was silence all around.

“Ghost, ghost…”

About five minutes later, he muttered.

“I told you not to walk around, now she will catch up.” The woman in the corner said lightly, even showing a weird smile.

“What?”

The thin man was even more shocked.

Because he now looked like a person possessed by evil spirits, but when we looked out the window again, it was already white.

It seemed that the day was about to dawn.

"Okay, let's not worry about these things for now."

The driver said, "The day is about to dawn, we should be able to escape this disaster."

He looked outside.

But at this time, with the flickering light, I collapsed completely, because I saw that there seemed to be several vague shadows floating in the mass grave. I rubbed my eyes to make sure that I was not mistaken, and my heart was half cold.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the car started.

"Okay."

The driver was overjoyed.

Then he started the car, and as the wheels slowly left this place, our hearts also settled down.

Maybe we will settle down after leaving this ghost place, but now none of us dared to look out of the car window.

Time passed by minute by minute, and we walked along the road of the county town.

The strange thing is that it took us half a morning to get to the place where we were traveling for dozens of kilometers. The people there were so anxious that they kept scolding the driver. The hot-tempered driver had no choice but to listen. After all, he dared not refute the leader's words.

"We encountered some troubles on the road." I explained.

"Yes, you can't blame him."

Several of us defended the driver.

"What's wrong with him?"

At this time, I found that the thin man was trembling all over, but he seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, so we had to send him to the hospital.

We were responsible for repairing the cultural relics that had not been completely destroyed in the museum. Most of the building of this museum collapsed, but because of proper protection measures, most of the things were only slightly bumped and there was no big problem.

We worked almost continuously for several days before completing the first step.

But we were exhausted.

Fortunately, most of them were rescued and basically restored to their original appearance.

In fact, 99% of the ancient cultural relics we see in museums or exhibition halls now have undergone several repairs before they present a brand new look.

I don’t know how many people have handled them.

However, the craftsmanship of the craftsmen is very different, and some have slight flaws.

But as long as it does not affect the overall view, it is fine. However, especially the cultural relics just unearthed from the soil are like a piece of scrap iron or garbage, which is unsightly. I don’t know how many processes they have gone through, so these things are quite complicated and painful.

And doing our job also requires great patience.

Three days later, our work was completed and we each returned to the rescue team.

When I returned to Muzi Township, I learned that a big thing had happened in my absence these few days.

The animals on the mountain began to attack people frequently, and they dragged away most of the corpses, as if they did it intentionally.

Including the rabbits we had seen before.

Those guys are like devils who eat people without spitting out bones.

Now there are almost many reinforcements of police officers, guarding day and night, and no one dares to blink.

So people are now seeing those animals.

And on the way back, I saw the debris along the way, which were all human bones, but the flesh and blood seemed to have been licked clean.

I thought there was some monster here.

But I never thought it was some small animals.

Muzi Township has done a good job of defense in all directions because it is a plain area.

So the defense work here is quite difficult to carry out, so we had to build temporary barriers.

Not only that, but there were also people patrolling day and night, so they survived.

"Is it because of genetic mutation?"

At this time, several of us discussed in the tent.

"Not that bad?"

I said, "Although many harmful underground elements will emerge when an earthquake occurs, there are no such powerful things, right?"