Witchcraft

  Everyone's heart sank, and Wang Chengbao said to Qin Guiren: "Qin Da, take a look, is that your brother? How did he end up there?"

  Qin Guiren also furrowed his brow and said, "That's right, judging from that build, it should be my brother."

  Duan Yiwu said: "It doesn't make sense, from our place to his side, it should take at least three to five minutes, but when we just came out, we didn't see him, so when did he pass by?"

  His father waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about so much for now, let's go down and take a look."

  As they spoke, the crowd walked down along the long stone steps in front of them. Wang Chengbao and my father walked side by side, marveling at the scenery before their eyes. Wang Chengbao exclaimed: "See, Fan Ge, I told you we could make a big discovery, how about it?"

  His father did not respond to Wang Chengbao, but he was also deeply shocked by the scene in front of him. For a moment, he was stunned and muttered to himself: "This shouldn't be a mausoleum, should it?"

  "It won't work," Wang Chengbao shook his head and said, "You also saw it just now, there are nearly 800 bronze coffins here, I've never heard of anywhere having such a large-scale joint burial."

  "My father also nodded and said, 'Actually, I think so too. If it's a joint burial, at least there should be some difference in grade that can be seen from the coffin, but here, almost all the bronze coffins are of the same style, no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be a mausoleum.'"

  Qin Guiren had no time to listen carefully to his father and Wang Chengbao's discussion, because at this moment, he was worried about his younger brother. Seeing that the magnesium flares below were about to burn out, he urged: "You two, can your discussion wait a bit? Let's hurry down and take a look at my brother now."

  Wang Chengbao grunted and quickened his pace, walking down to the bronze coffin below.

  Perhaps it was the empty and sunless stone chamber, or perhaps it was purely psychological, but when the four people finished walking down the last step of the stone stairs, they suddenly felt that the air around them was extremely cold, and a chill ran down their spines. Just at this moment, the magnesium flares in the stone chamber burned out completely, and the surroundings fell back into darkness. Qin Gui's already vague figure disappeared instantly.

  The yellow beams of light from the four flashlights in their hands could hardly shine far in this extremely dense darkness, and they were almost advancing in the dark.

  Bronze coffins with intricate totem symbols were neatly arranged around them, as if these coffins were alive, coldly staring at the few uninvited guests.

  It took everyone a while to walk to the northeast corner of the stone room, but at this time, there was no sign of Qin Guihe.

  "Damn it, where's Qin Er that little brat? How did he run away?" Wang Chengbao said.

  His father also wondered: "Yes, we just saw him squatting here a while ago, how did he leave in such a short time?"

  Qin Guiren ignored the meeting with Wang Chengbao and his father, and carefully examined the bronze coffin in the northeast corner, hoping to find a clue about his brother's whereabouts, but found nothing.

  Qin Guiren had a premonition of bad luck, his heart was in disarray, as if being nibbled by countless tiny ants. Since ancient times, there has been the saying that mothers and sons are connected at heart, brothers are connected at heart. Sometimes when a person's closest relatives encounter some kind of disaster, that person often has a premonition, such examples are too numerous to count worldwide, and science cannot explain them.

  "Guihe?" Qin Guiren anxiously shouted: "Guihe, where are you?"

  The surroundings were empty and desolate, with no one responding, only Qin Guiren's own echo eerily reverberating from afar.

  Then Qin Guiren shouted a few more times, but still no one answered. At this time, Father and others also gradually felt that something was wrong.

  Just now in the stone cave, from Qin Gui's voice, it can be heard that he seems to be entangled by some kind of terrifying thing. Just now, he suddenly appeared in this huge stone chamber filled with bronze coffins. As long as he is still a normal person and has not encountered any terrible danger, when he hears Qin Guiren's shout, he should respond. However, all around is quiet, there is no sound at all.

  After a while, Duan Yiwu's nerves, which had become extremely sensitive due to tension and fear, seemed to have picked up some sound. He reminded Qin Guiren not to shout, and the four of them quietly listened into the darkness.

  Qin Guiren quieted down, and as the echo gradually faded away, a very faint but eerie whimpering sound drifted over from somewhere.

  "My god, I think I just heard someone crying." Wang Chengbao said, "That Qin Er guy wouldn't be such a sissy, would he? Scared to tears?"

  Qin Guiren finally couldn't help but speak out loudly, "My brother wouldn't cry, he's been a soldier and fought in battles, he's experienced all sorts of dangerous things, how could he be scared to tears here?"

  Wang Chengbao shook his head and said, "Qin Da, the fear on the battlefield comes from bullets, but here it comes from the unknown. These are two completely different experiences, you know?"

  "Stop arguing!" At some point, Father's expression became very tense.

  This shout startled both Wang Chengbao and Qin Guiren, and seeing that my father seemed to be carefully identifying the source of the sound, they all quieted down.

  His father listened carefully and suddenly felt cold sweat dripping down his forehead, saying: "This is not Guixiang's voice, it's... a child's cry."

  Qin Guiren was about to speak, but was stopped by my father. The crowd followed the sound and moved quietly.

  Before long, they moved from the northeast corner of the stone chamber to under the east wall of the stone chamber. To their surprise, they saw Qin Gui squatting beside a bronze coffin with his arms around his knees and his face buried in his chest, making a faint cry like a child.

  Everyone was stunned, and even Qin Guiren, who had just been anxious to save his brother, was also shocked by the bizarre scene in front of him, and for a while he didn't dare take another step forward.

  That crying sound was absolutely not something a middle-aged man could produce, even if he were imitating it, it wouldn't be so similar.

  "Guī, Guì and, what's wrong with you?" After a while, Qín Guìrén finally spoke up.

  As everyone expected, Qin Guihe should not have paid attention to his brother at this time. However, unexpectedly, Qin Guihe said in a childish tone: "Mommy, I'm hurt!"

  As soon as these words came out, everyone's heart was thumping. The current situation is that anyone who isn't an idiot can see that Qin Gui must have been possessed by evil spirits.

  Unexpectedly, the calmest one at this time was actually Wang Chengbao. He even wanted to have a conversation with Qin Gui who had gone mad and said: "What's wrong with you? Why are you in pain?"

  "There are, there are bugs biting me." Qin Gui said without lifting his head, "They're drilling into my mouth."

  Everyone gasped at these words, especially Duan Yuwen, whose legs went weak and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

  "Could this... could this voice be that child from the jar just now?" Duan Yuwen stumbled backward in alarm.

  "Who are you?" Wang Chengbao asked again.

  As soon as Wang Chengbao's voice fell, the crying stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened.

  Only to see Qin Guihe stunned for a moment, suddenly raised his head, this time everyone saw clearly, only to see Qin Guihe's expression was similar to that of a child, but between his eyebrows, a sinister aura was revealed, with an extremely unnatural smile, in a childish voice, viciously said: "Wang Chengbao! You must die!"

  As soon as he heard this, Wang Chengbao, who had been calm just now, suddenly panicked and stuttered: "Th-this thing, how did he know my name?"

  My father and Qin Guiren, Duan Yiwu were equally astonished as Wang Chengbao. Just as everyone was in shock, Qin Gui suddenly stood up and ran towards the darkness.

  He turned around, and the crowd let out a collective "ah" as they felt a jolt in their hearts. On Qin Guihe's back, an infant was clinging to him, its four limbs grasping tightly onto his back like a koala on a tree. As people shone their flashlights on it, the pale blue baby turned its head and stared at them with empty eye sockets, letting out two eerie chuckles. At the same time, Qin Guihe's original voice boomed out: "Brother! Save me!"

  "My father reacted the fastest and hastily said: 'Hurry up, Guihe can still be saved!'"