I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Chapter 567 Precisely Stepping on a Landmine

"What do you mean? Could it be that these chains existed before the Dongxia people?" Wuxie asked, questioning A Ning's words.

The fat man felt a cold sweat break out on his back and took a step back, saying, "You guys think these iron chains are preventative measures taken by the ancestors who built this place? We don't know if the talismans on them were put up by the original inhabitants or by the Dongxia people. Could they be there to prevent something from climbing up from below, like that black, soft thing in the painting?"

The fat man's words put everyone on high alert, instantly dampening the atmosphere of reminiscing.

Aning quickly flipped through the next few photos, and after a while, she simply tossed them to Wuxie, asking him if he could see anything.

Everyone was analyzing the photos when Ling Xiao tugged at Jieyuhua. Hei Xiazi's gaze followed, and several pairs of eerie green eyes slowly opened in the distance.

Jieyuhua shielded Lingxiao behind her and shone her flashlight on a green eye that was close enough to look like a monster.

Wait... what's on this?

The flashlight slowly moved upwards, and since the talismans that were originally hanging there had been burned, what was behind them was also exposed.

Those were... neatly arranged corpses... hung on the back of chains and fixed to the wall by something.

"That dead fish had something written on it about a bird with a human head. Doesn't it like to hang its prey somewhere to dry?" Black Bear's words hit the nail on the head.

"Damn it." Black Bear quickly loaded the bullet.

Hearing the sound, the others naturally saw the corpses with their eerie green eyes. Most of the corpses were wearing tattered armor, with only a few dressed in Republic of China-era attire. It was likely that modern-day tomb raiders had also come here but failed to escape. However, the corpses were covered in black excrement, making them unrecognizable without close inspection, which is why they hurriedly came down.

Ah Ning quickly glanced at the spot where she had just fallen, and seeing that she hadn't actually landed on the corpse, she looked away.

The discovery of this aspect sparked everyone's exploration of other aspects. Aning realized that the coffin was not the main point here, and it was probably just a smokescreen. Fortunately, they didn't touch it. Perhaps the switch that triggered these human-headed birds was the coffin.

"Oh my god!" exclaimed one of the mercenaries.

"Look at that. It's a beautiful door."

Following the mercenary's flashlight, on the other side of the rift valley, behind the iron chains on the cliff face, there stood a large gate made of two bronze doors.

Wu Xie walked along the light for quite a while before he could roughly summarize the overall appearance of the door. How to describe it? From his perspective, the door was about 30 meters high and at least 60 meters wide. The material seemed to be forged from a single piece, which was definitely not the craftsmanship of the ancients. Such a large door must weigh at least tens of thousands of tons, even more than the previous load-bearing wall.

The door was covered with various exquisite patterns, so exquisite that it made one's scalp crawl. Even the gaps between the doors were covered with frozen, bluish human skin, so that the two doors could be closed together without any gaps.

"This must be the door that was sealed with the living skin of human sacrifices after each change of dynasty in the legends." Aning was slightly excited.

Wu Sansheng, however, was starting to lose his composure. He was closest to one of the human-headed birds, and if that thing mistook him for a corpse...

As it turns out, there's a high probability that what humans think will come true. Sure enough, a human-headed bird decisively attacked him, though it wasn't the one he had seen.

When Wu Sansheng was hanging on the cliff, he never imagined that he would be thrown against the wall and would be able to lean precisely against the human-headed bird.

"Third Master!"