"The boss is greedy. Before, he'd ask for millions with a single word, but now he's become free labor."
"Isn't that the truth? The emotional drop is quite significant."
"I can't anymore, I'm dying of laughter. This is the most greedy professor I've ever seen."
"Who isn't? This is my first time seeing a professor like this."
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin led everyone into the cave. The space was quite narrow, making it feel crowded for two people.
The air still carried the scent of earth.
This earthy smell was somewhat suffocating.
"Elder Tang, look here."
Zhou Lin paused his steps slightly and then pointed to the wall beside them.
The wall was covered in carvings, but these were different. The marks on them were red.
Elder Tang walked over, sniffed the air, and then brought his nose closer, detecting a smell of rust.
"This is blood, not red dye."
Elder Tang was shocked. He then took out his flashlight and began examining the wall. Looking at the shapes, he felt a growing sense of dread.
"These aren't carved; they're painted..."
Professor Lin stood beside Elder Tang, also beginning to study the wall.
"What is depicted here? It seems to be a form of sacrifice."
The metaphysics professor looked at the wall, recalling some previously seen information. It seemed to be depicted this way.
"Let's see as we go."
Elder Tang, Professor Lin, and the archaeological team behind them looked at the murals before them and began to record them.
The first scene showed people kneeling below, with two women tied up at the very front.
Behind them was a stone door, covered in many talismans.
The second depicted the stone door opened, with two red eyes emerging from within. The two women below were tied up, their faces filled with terror. The people below had risen and were now singing and dancing.
In the center was a furnace, with burning wood inside. Within the flames, there was a reflection, but it was the shape of a monstrous beast.
The third mural showed a three-headed serpent emerging from the door, its body immense. Its three heads were menacingly looking at the two women, slowly approaching.
The fourth showed the heads of the two women gone, with blood flowing from their bodies and the surrounding area. The three-headed serpent then disappeared.
Finally, a person dressed in very strange attire was dancing wildly. The stone door was then closed, with talismans reapplied.
And that was the end.
These bizarre scenes left Elder Tang and the others bewildered.
What was this? What was it trying to explain?
"Is this a sacrifice? Who was it for? Why were living people used?"
Professor Lin's heart pounded with unease and shock as he looked at the scene.
Especially the faces of the two women, their expressions of terror were unforgettable, displaying the utmost fear.
"It seems these two women were sacrificed to lure out this monster."
The metaphysics professor thought this possibility was plausible.
"This is a seal, intended to trap this three-headed serpent. But why is it here? I don't quite understand."
Elder Tang was unsure.
And who painted this? And with fresh blood?
"Do you want to know?"
Zhou Lin saw the professors hesitating and finally spoke slowly.
The archaeological team and the others, seeing this situation, all turned their gaze to Zhou Lin.
Their eyes held a sense of anticipation.
"Do you know?"
Elder Tang asked impatiently.
"I don't know, but someone does."
After speaking, Zhou Lin looked up towards their heads and gestured with his chin.
He indicated for everyone to look upwards.
The crowd looked up with suspicion, and upon seeing it, almost wet themselves.
"Ah..."
"Holy shit."
The mercenaries and the archaeological team looked up at the two figures that had suddenly appeared above them. They were dressed in white, but their heads were missing from their necks, and there was red blood.
The blood seemed to have solidified, hanging on their bodies.
Several members of the archaeological team huddled together, their eyes wide with terror, looking uneasily at the two hovering phantoms above.
The mercenaries, seeing the scene before them, immediately held their weapons in front of them.
The entire corridor was filled with a tense atmosphere.
In the live stream.
"Damn, you scared me to death! What is this place, a haunted house? Why are there things like this?"
"Oh my, this is truly terrifying. When did they arrive? Why didn't they make a sound? You scared me to death."
"Who is this now? Where did they come from? And why do I feel like they look familiar?"
"I feel familiar too. Have I seen them somewhere before?"
"How could you not feel familiar? These are the two people who were sacrificed earlier... Holy crap, how did they become like that."
...
In the dean's conference room.
Everyone in the conference room was watching the big screen, their hearts equally tense.
And there was a sense of lingering fear. They had been truly terrified just now.
"Oh my god, my heart condition almost flared up. How could these things appear again?"
Professor Hu subconsciously clutched his chest, his soul nearly gone.
"Oh, who isn't? The main thing is, who painted the things on the mural? Could it be these two ghosts?"
"Are they venting their dissatisfaction and resentment?"
Professor Wen also looked shaken.
"It's hard to say, but aren't spirits insubstantial? How could they paint?"
The dean didn't know what was going on and couldn't explain it.
For the first time, he wished the metaphysics professor was by his side, at least there would be someone to answer questions.
All the professors and experts, seeing the situation, performed the same action: they clutched their chests and looked at the big screen, still shaken.
As for how these two female ghosts appeared, it was no longer important. What was important was that they had almost been scared to death, their feet half in the grave.
Inside the tomb.
The two female ghosts above suddenly floated forward. They were in mid-air, and most importantly, they had no heads. They were waving at them.
And gesturing for them to follow.
"This... does this mean they want us to follow them?"
Professor Lin stammered, terrified by the appearance of the two female ghosts.