coobybook Chapter 505
Chapter 505
The group discussed the mummies and the appearance of the Zhang family members for a long time, but before they could reach a definite conclusion, they scattered to look for other clues.
The fat man surveyed the surrounding dilapidated ship, waved his hand dismissively, and shouted:
"I think this ship is already rotten to the core. All those so-called mechanisms and such must have long since lost their function due to the erosion of time. Don't scare yourselves unnecessarily."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and kicked the gunwale hard, raising a cloud of dust.
However, Zhang Qilin did not let his guard down like the fat man.
He stood quietly to one side, his gaze fixed on the cliffs on either side, his eyes revealing deep contemplation.
The mountain breeze gently brushed against his hair, but he was completely unaware, as if the whole world consisted only of him and the seemingly calm yet mysterious cliff in front of him.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and his thin lips parted slightly, breaking the brief silence:
"Something's not right here. I feel like there's a pair of eyes watching us from the shadows. Everyone, find what you need and leave immediately. We can't stay here any longer."
His voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority that instantly made everyone's relaxed mood tense up again.
Meanwhile, while searching another part of the boat, Xie Xiaohua also discovered something strange.
His attention was drawn to several corpses in peculiar poses, as if they were protecting something.
He was startled and quickly called out:
"Uncle, Tianzhen, come quick, there's something going on here!"
Upon hearing the shouts, Zhang Hao, Wu Tianzhen, and the others rushed over.
There was a group of corpses gathered around something wrapped in canvas. Although the corpses were already decomposed, their postures still suggested that they had been doing their best to protect the canvas package when they were alive.
Several people gathered around, looking at the scene before them, their hearts filled with doubt and curiosity.
Wu Tianzhen was the first to speak, guessing:
"Could this be what the Zhang family has been searching for? Perhaps opening this canvas will reveal the Zhang family's purpose in coming here."
Everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation, as if they were about to uncover a shocking secret.
"Everyone, scatter!"
Zhang Qilin keenly sensed the potential danger. He quickly warned the danger and drew his black gold ancient sword from his waist.
The black gold ancient sword gleamed with a chilling light in the dim light, as if foreshadowing the impending danger.
He gripped the knife handle tightly, exerted a little force with his arm, and slashed at the canvas, the sharp blade instantly cutting a gash.
At Zhang Qilin's prompting, the group quickly dispersed, each seeking cover, and nervously watched the canvas package with a tear in it.
In that instant, with a "whoosh," a dark shadow shot out of the opening like lightning, so fast that no one had time to react.
Zhang Qilin's eyes sharpened. His body seemed to have already anticipated the danger. The moment the long needle was shot out, his two slender fingers clamped it in mid-air like lightning, firmly catching the hair-thick needle.
Upon closer inspection, everyone realized it was a long needle, its tip gleaming with a chilling light that sent shivers down their spines.
Before they could even catch their breath, a dull, ancient sound of gears turning came from deep within the ship, a sound like a monster that had been asleep for a thousand years being awakened, carrying an endless sense of oppression.
Then, the entire deck of the ship began to shake violently, and everyone lost their balance and swayed with the shaking.
Some rotten wooden planks cracked from the tremors, kicking up clouds of dust, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.
"How is this going?"
The fat man screamed in terror, his voice trembling, his face filled with fear and panic. He tried to stand up, but was thrown down again by the swaying deck.
"Everyone be careful, the traps in this ship have been triggered!"
Zhang Hao shouted a warning, gripping the railing tightly to maintain his balance while cautiously observing his surroundings, searching for a way to deal with the crisis.