Mysterious Tribulation

1026 years of the new calendar, summer.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and the breeze blows.

Outskirts of Green Forest City.

In the fresh field, the chirping of insects can be heard from time to time, and occasionally fireflies can be seen flying.

A little yellow light, bright and dim under the night, exudes a warm brilliance.

The man holding the lantern was a tall and thin man. He was wearing rough clothes that were stained with various stains and did not fit well. His hands were covered with various calluses and scars, and his face was gray. The lower classes of manual labor.

A short man next to him, wearing an indigo blue working uniform, was carrying a shovel, mumbling and complaining: Lauel, are you sure this is the place? I spent precious rest time to accompany you. Bullshit, it must be your fault if I get fired by the stingy boss tomorrow!

He is a coolie at the dock and needs to work more than ten hours a day and is paid weekly.

And most of the people like him have no savings and can only share a bed with others. Once they lose their jobs, the consequences will be disastrous.

Lauel, who was holding the lantern, turned his head and said seriously: Bill, I can swear, I did find a treasure... It seems to have appeared by accident due to the previous landslide and ground collapse. The place is very remote, but artificial Traces of the building, possibly an ancient tomb.

At this time, tomb robbery is a felony, and it belongs to the type that can be directly executed.

But for the lower class, they are not afraid.

Bill used to be a farmer. Later, the landowner took back his land and left him to work in the city. There are too many people like him, resulting in an oversupply. , the air is haunted by dust and soot, all of which have contributed to the fact that the average life expectancy of the bottom poor living in the lower city is no more than 20 years old!

A very small number of the upper class are feasting, and a large number of people at the bottom suffer from occupational diseases and death from overwork...

The steam machinery roared, and the brilliance of civilization had been conceived, like the dawn that was about to break in the darkness.

This is the worst of times and the best of times!

As long as I can get a few precious funerary items...that's countless gold pounds... Bill said fiercely: By that time, I will definitely go to the 'Moulin Rouge' to play for a month! How about you?

Cough cough... I just want to get away from the dust, go to the countryside to buy a piece of land, marry a wife, and have a few children...

Lauel coughed a few times: Here!

Bill looked ahead and saw a landslide, which seemed to be affected by the rainstorm the day before, and the ground sank a lot.

But in the mud, there is a strange corner of the building.

It consists of irregular stones and banyan roots, which together form the shape of a wall.

Those banyan tree roots grow directly in the rocks, like the blood vessels of human muscles, with an indescribable and strange beauty.

However, it does not look like a natural formation.

Lauel, you seem to have found a relic. From this, it may be the tomb of a nobleman!

Bill was excited: Hurry up, don't wait until dawn!

He raised his shovel and dug hard on the ground.

ding ding dong...

The walls of rocks and tree roots are hard, but the soil is soft, and along the walls you can find huge gaps, which are all filled with landslide mud.

It seems like... it used to be filled with a lot of things, and then... those things disappeared strangely.

After several hours of excavation, a tomb path composed entirely of rocks and tree roots appeared in front of the two of them.

Bill swallowed. Who's buried here? A duke or some king?

The tombs of the great nobles are in the church, and there are special tomb keepers. You think too much...

Lauer was obviously surprised too, but he was more interested in possible treasures.

Unfortunately, the two of them dug all the way, but did not find any grave goods. As for some inexplicable stone carvings on the rock walls, they were ignored by them.

Damn, we need at least ten people.

Bill turned around anxiously: It's too big... Did we dug some buried palace?

We have to rush back to work as soon as the sun rises. Do we have to come every night... Although this place is remote enough and not easy to be found, but...

Lauel anxiously kicked the rock next to him.

Boom!

It seems that the soil layer here has been dug to a certain limit. In this last shock, the thin soil layer opened instantly, and the two stupid thieves screamed and fell.

what!

Bill, who was bruised and bruised from the fall, got up in embarrassment and screamed: Lauel, Laur... Where are you?

Damn, the lights are off...

Lauel struggled to look around.

Although it was pitch black, there was a faint glow like a firefly.

After their eyes got used to it, the two found themselves in a space similar to an underground karst cave, but the walls were square and obviously artificial.

And in the center of this space is the source of light.

crystal?!

Bill's ecstatic voice came: Such a big crystal? We have made a fortune!

That's not a crystal!

Lauel climbed forward and saw a translucent block of ice the size of a bed, with what appeared to be a sarcophagus in it.

The coffin was not closed, so a young man could still be seen lying inside.

He looked less than twenty years old, tall and handsome, wearing a mink coat with a golden collar, looking extravagant and extravagant.

The faint light source was emanating from the ice cubes.

I bet this mink coat is worth at least ten pounds, no, twenty pounds!

Bill muttered.

This is a corpse... a corpse preserved in ice?

Lauel's eyes were filled with fluorescence: It's so beautiful... and, you don't know, the corpse that hasn't been melted for hundreds of years, it may be worth more than those costumes and funerary objects, and those archaeologists and collectors will pay for it. It's crazy!

This is not an ice cube, but a crystal. How can the ice cube not be cold? Bill swung his shovel.

Wait, what are you doing?

Lauer was shocked.

Of course, knock on the next piece first, no matter what it is, as long as it can be exchanged for money! Bill grinned: There are also clothes, funeral objects, and corpses inside... Even if the collector doesn't want it, it can be sold to the medical school!

Due to the development of medicine and anatomy, the medical school in Green Forest City has a great demand for cadavers, and even allows poor students to use cadavers as tuition fees.

On the black market, corpses can be sold for anywhere from £1 to £5, depending on how well they are preserved.

You do not understand……

Lauel wanted to stop his companion, but he couldn't do anything because he injured his leg. He could only watch his companion brandish a shovel and smash it on the surface of the ice coffin.

when!

After the crisp sound, the shovel was bounced away, leaving the ice surface unscathed.

Do not!

Not only that, but Lauel seemed to see the boy in the sarcophagus and moved his eyelids.

This made him rub his eyes and suspect that he was hallucinating.

The next moment, the ice curled inward and disappeared... A layer of chill suddenly surged in all directions, almost freezing the soul.

Chuck... it's obviously summer... why... it's so cold?

Lauel let out a breath of white air, and was frozen to death at the same time as Bill, and fell to the ground.

And Aaron in the ice coffin suddenly opened his eyes.