Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2162

Chapter 2162: Have to Wait

“Open it,” Gu Rui said in a low voice.

He took a shovel and dug into the soil around the slate.

The slate was very thick.

When Ning Shu saw that the tomb was about to be opened, she moved a bit further away. She didn’t know how many evil and deadly things were inside after being buried under the swamp without air circulation.

With the joint effort of everyone, the thick slate was finally pried up and moved away.

A dark pa.s.sage was revealed.

“Fall back.” Cheng Mingzi took out a flame stick and put it in the entrance. The light instantly went out.

“We’ll have to wait before we can enter the tomb,” Cheng Mingzi said.

Ning Shu looked at Cheng Mingzi’s calm, professional appearance and suspected that he was a tomb robber. They temporarily couldn’t go in because there was no oxygen inside and the fermenting poisonous gas inside needed to be diluted.

“Why?” Gu Rui frowned, then immediately said, “As you say, Taoist Cheng.”

Maybe it was the wind, but Ning Shu heard sobbing and whistling sounds coming from the pa.s.sage that sent chills down her spine.

“Let’s see how it is tomorrow,” Cheng Mingzi said. “Prepare some ropes and lights. This tomb is very dangerous. I hope Young Master Gu will be careful.”

“Of course, Taoist Cheng.”

Everyone left the swamp basin and stared at the dark entrance of the tomb. The pa.s.sage had no light at all. It was like a black hole that would devour anything that entered.

The hairs on Ning Shu’s back stood up.

For some reason, Ning Shu felt like they might be unleas.h.i.+ng a very dangerous monster.

Ning Shu took a deep breath and turned her head to see Mo Juechen, who was staring at the entrance with vigilance and longing on his face.

Warriors were very sensitive to danger and someone like Mo Juechen would definitely be able to perceive the danger they were facing.

Looking at Mo Juechen’s expression, he wasn’t going to give up the possibility of learning a peerlessly strong martial art.

Gu Rui told everyone to rest well since they would be entering the tomb tomorrow.

The night sky gradually darkened and the surroundings went quiet. Everyone was silent. The only sounds were the increasingly loud whimpers coming from the tomb.

Many people’s faces showed unease. This atmosphere easily aroused people’s fear.

In this case, it was the fear that a monster would crawl out of that dark pa.s.sage.

Human imagination was limitless.

“Don’t worry, it’s just air ventilating. When the poisonous gas in the tomb disperses, we can go in,” Cheng Mingzi said calmly.

Hearing his words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Ning Shu got some soup from the pot. The hot soup warmed her stomach.

Mo Juechen watched Ning Shu sipping her soup with contempt and pity in his eyes.

…Pity?

Ning Shu was silent. Did he really think she would die here?

Ning Shu went to her tent and checked over her belongings which included matches, candles, wound medicine, poison, talisman paper, a dagger, and a bottle of medicine.

After checking each item, Ning Shu sat down to cultivate.

The noises from the pa.s.sage continued to grow louder as if something was now roaring and snarling at them.

Either way, it was very scary.

The sounds made Ning Shu feel as though her heart was about to explode. It beat unevenly and rapidly to the point that it felt like it would burst.

Translator: Lili

Editor: Wheat

Translator: Kaho