Two people went straight down the stairs.
As they finished the last step, a withered hand emerged from the corner.
"Move a bit, or I'll step on you," Lan Xin Ai cautioned.
Crew member: "..."
Taking a step forward, they entered a room shimmering with green light, filled with more than a dozen coffins.
As soon as they entered, these coffins started rattling loudly.
"Are they coming out?" Lan Xin Ai stared intently without a hint of nervousness.
"It's just shaking."
Xi Yemo glanced casually, knowing well that these coffins were just props with nothing inside.
"I see."
Lan Xin Ai felt quite disappointed.
Just as she turned, she saw a figure lightly descending; if it were someone else, they would have already cried out of fear, but she naturally raised her hand: "Hello."
Crew member: "..."
"Let's go look ahead."
Lan Xin Ai saw a small door ahead and opened it, hearing the cry of a baby. After walking a few steps, she saw a prop moving and crawling towards her.
"So ugly."
