In a secret meeting room at Southwest City Police Station.

"I said, Siberian wolf, let's talk about it now. The Wolf King and the Wolf Head took the trouble to get you to come to the southwest from Xijing to help me. What do they want? As far as I know, the two of them can

He is not a compassionate saint." Zhuang Lin sat there, looking at the Siberian wolf sitting on the ground, and asked with a grin.

The Siberian wolf's face gradually became serious. He took out a bunch of photos from his pocket and placed them in front of Zhuang Lin, but did not immediately answer his question.

Seeing that he didn't answer his question, but instead took out these photos, Zhuang Lin was puzzled again. He lowered his head and looked at the photos in front of him. After thinking about it, he reached out and picked it up and looked through it in front of his eyes.

stand up.

"This large tomb must be very old. Looking at the surrounding environment, it must be in a desert." When he saw the first photo, Zhuang Lin's pupils shrank slightly. In the photo, it was a tomb.

The tomb in the desert is very ancient.

When he saw the large tomb in the photo, his eyes were fixed on the ancient stone tablets outside the tomb. On the stone tablets, he could vaguely see some ancient writings. These writings looked very familiar.

"This...is this the tomb of the Loulan Dynasty?" Recalling that familiar feeling, after a long time, his eyes suddenly opened wide. He remembered where he had seen these words and looked at them.

Asked the Siberian wolf opposite.

Yes, he had seen these words in the ancient Loulan image engraved on the jade talisman. They were very similar to the words on the stone tablet outside the tomb of the woman in white.

"How do you know this is the tomb of the Loulan Dynasty?" When Zhuang Lin called out the tomb of the Loulan Dynasty, the Siberian Wolf was also surprised. He was surprised that Zhuang Lin could recognize the photo just by looking at it.

The large tomb here originates from the Loulan Dynasty.

"Because I have seen a similar stone tablet before, and the words on it are almost the same as the words on the stone tablet in this photo." Zhuang Lin kept staring at the photo in his hand and answered ambiguously.

He stopped talking and continued to look through the photos in his hand. Looking back, there were three or four consecutive photos, all of which were from the tomb, but the location had changed, from the entrance to the tomb to inside the tomb.

Looking at the dark corridor in the photos and the ferocious-looking stone statues on both sides of the corridor, Zhuang Lin became more and more confused. What was the Siberian wolf doing showing these photos to him? He was not an archaeological expert.

Although he had a lot of doubts in his heart, his intuition told him that things might not be as simple as he believed. The answer he wanted must be in the photos behind.

He continued to flip through the photos, and soon he found the answer he wanted. In ten consecutive photos, the pictures were no longer about the tomb, but about people. In these photos, there were a total of five people.

Among these five people, there were two he knew, the wild wolf and the gray wolf with wolf fangs. In the photo, the wild wolf and the gray wolf had their eyes closed. From their faces to their bodies, they were all covered in pieces of iron-green.

Medium, densely packed black spots.

When he saw these black spots on gray wolves and wild wolves, Zhuang Lin's expression suddenly changed, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the Siberian wolf.

"Did they become like this because they entered the Loulan Tomb? What did they encounter inside the tomb?" Looking at the Siberian wolf, he asked in a deep voice.

The Siberian wolf had a heavy face and nodded solemnly, but still did not speak.

Looking at the silent Siberian wolf, Zhuang Lin frowned and thought, then lowered his head and continued to look through the photos in his hand. Soon, he made a new discovery. When he saw the last three photos,

He couldn't help but gasp.

"There are really ghosts in this...this world!"

At the end of the dim corridor was an equally dim tomb, and in this tomb, there was a faint light. In this faint light, Zhuang Lin saw a vague shadow.

This is a personal shadow. To be precise, it is not a shadow at all, because no objects can be seen around the light.

Although the photo was taken in a dark corridor, because the photographic equipment used is extremely advanced, the photo is of high resolution. Even from a distance of five or six meters, the small furnishings in the tomb can still be clearly seen, but here

The area around the shadow was extremely blurry, as if the shadow was shrouded in mist.

Holding these three photos tightly in his right hand, his eyes were always staring at the blurry shadow in the tomb. He didn't know when he felt a chill in his body, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, making him shudder.

Man-eating beasts are not scary, nor is death. What is scary is the unknown.

Although he is not an atheist, he has never believed in ghosts and gods since he was a child. He has never believed that there are really anti-scientific things like ghosts in this world.

But when he saw the blurry shadow in this photo, his heart was shaken. Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world?

These three photos should have been taken continuously, at the same location and at the same angle. However, the locations of the ghost in the three photos are different. It seems that the ghost is moving.

"Do ghosts really exist in this world?" He struggled to move the light away from the photo, looked at the Siberian wolf opposite, and asked in a deep voice with a complicated expression on his face.

"It is still unknown. No one can explain clearly what this black shadow is. Like you, many people suspect that this may be a ghost shadow." The Siberian wolf slowly shook his head and said in a low tone.

Zhuang Lin put down the photo in his hand and pushed it in front of the Siberian wolf, then Zhuang Lin took a deep breath.

"Were the wild wolves and the others poisoned or...?"

He only said half of what he said, and did not want to say the rest. If you are poisoned, no matter what kind of toxin it is, you can eventually find a way to detoxify it. But if it is caused by the power of ghosts and gods, especially the so-called curse, I am afraid that only Shennong can do it.

Only after reincarnation can we save the wild wolves and the others.

"It's not poisoning. No toxins or any special pathogenic bacteria were found in the bodies of the five wild wolves."

After listening to the Siberian wolf's answer, Zhuang Lin's heart sank. There were neither pathogenic bacteria nor toxins. In other words, the wolf and the others encountered something they shouldn't have in that big tomb.

Anything you touch is cursed.

Curses have been recorded in the dynastic legends of the Eastern world, the Western world, and the Ephesian world, but they were only fragments of words, and they were always considered to be fabrications by previous generations.
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