Cross again

  Cross again

  I put my hand into this strange beam of light, and a familiar feeling instantly spread throughout my body. That's right, the first time I was transformed with the coffin, it was like this. It seems that this stone pedestal is not an ordinary stone pedestal, but a meteorite carved out of a piece of fallen star. The one in the mortal world is just a corner of this huge meteorite, used to protect his eternal life. Then what is this piece here for? I suddenly looked around, afraid that the ancient person with no name would appear again.

  Pengpeng has climbed up, but shouted at me:

  "Nothing has changed, it's still like this."

  I withdrew my hand, but suddenly had some associations. Why do people in the world give us this power for no reason? What benefits will we get after getting it? Is it possible that I and the coffin are the keys to opening the stone coffin? Because my eyes gathered a huge magnetic field, echoing with this stone platform, and drawing out its internal power, which is the key to opening this stone coffin.

  I climbed onto the stone pedestal with a lucky mentality, and it was still the same as before, but at this moment I stretched out one hand towards the light pillar next to me. A strange thing happened, my whole body emitted white light, flickering on and off, just like fireflies in the night. Pengpeng was surprised, but what's even more surprising is yet to come. The white light on my body quickly spread across the stone pedestal under my feet, and then from the pedestal it spread throughout the entire tomb, startling Pengpeng so much that he almost fell down.

  "Hey Pong Pong, look, is there a reaction now?" I asked.

  As expected, with me as the medium, this stone platform gradually started to rotate under the stimulation of the magnetic field. The surrounding scenery also became blurred, and I didn't know if it was me who was rotating or the tomb chamber that was rotating. Staring unblinkingly at this constantly changing scene made me feel dizzy and nauseous, just like I had ridden a spinning merry-go-round dozens of times. I couldn't hold on any longer and squatted down to vomit.

  There was nothing in the stomach, just a few dry coughs, and when I looked up again, I found that the scene had changed. The position of the decorations hadn't changed, but some of the historical vicissitudes were gone, and it looked much newer.

  I wanted to jump off the stone pedestal, but found myself already standing on the ground. The patterns on the wall were clear and visible, with accompanying text explanations. The destroyed guardian beast was intact, and a stone statue of an old man stood at each side of the pedestal. Only the wooden coffin was missing. But PongPong was nowhere to be seen, I don't know why, only I was left standing here, once again facing loneliness.

  I found myself unable to move, only able to stand here and turn around in circles, but couldn't take half a step forward. And the position I was standing on was exactly the circle that PongPong and I had stepped on before. Could it be that I was led through time and space by this light pillar with magnetic energy? And PongPong didn't appear because there was no magnetic field in his body, if it were a coffin, it would have come with me to this place.

  As I was thinking, I saw the gate of the tomb suddenly open, and a young man came in, wearing a green military uniform, with a military cap on his head, and a small green bag slung over his shoulder. He wore a pair of glasses and looked quite awkward.

  After he came in, he rushed towards me. I greeted him very friendly, but he seemed to have not heard anything, wandering around the stone platform, sometimes crouching down and sometimes jumping up, constantly taking out something from his bag for comparison. Later on, he ran to the side and studied the murals on the wall. After circling around, he seemed to have gone mad, taking out a chisel and randomly scratching the wall, those paragraphs of text explanations were messed up by him, it seemed like he had a lot of patience to scratch away all the words before revealing a smile. I was standing next to him, shouting at the top of my lungs but completely not entering his ears, it seemed like now I was just watching a 3D movie.

  I also know why there was always a blank space around the mural just now. It seems that this person is the first tomb raider who came to this place. From the pangolin's claws faintly exposed at his collar, I knew he was a descendant of Mò Jīn. However, Mò Jīn's principle for robbing tombs was not to damage anything, but this glasses-wearing man broke this rule. I tried my best to remember his features, and if he is still alive, I will definitely ask him what he thought when he did that.

  He then pulled in a large object from outside, and as I approached, I saw that it was the wooden coffin we had smashed earlier. This kid, I wondered how he managed to get it in? It must have taken a lot of effort. Next, the glasses placed the two stone statues face to face in front of the guardian beast, and it turned out that these two stone statues were supposed to be here, no wonder PongPong and I stood there for half an hour without any reaction. After arranging them properly, he pushed the stone platform, and the upper half of the platform slowly opened, revealing the scene inside the tomb before my eyes.

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