"When the ancient tomb opens its bloody pupils——"
"Have you ever seen a breathing ancient tomb?" The moment the bronze coffin oozed corpse wax, Kong Yao's compass suddenly burst in the middle of the night.
This mysterious woman, who could use the temperature of her palms to tell the difference between good and evil, was grabbed by Xu Ze's bleeding wrist: "We were buried alive." There was half a volume of the "Burial Scripture" hidden in the mountaineering bag of the second-generation archaeological consultant, and a thousand-year-old ghost was hanging at the top of the robbery cave.
The death order from the Feng Shui family, the living dead under the bronze mask, and the one trapped in the nine-story soul-locking tower... Turned out to be her mother who died in a car accident three years ago.
When bloody runes crawl across the stone wall, run away—or uncover the ultimate curse in your blood.
