The panic started to spread, and the digging became more difficult.
Some villagers tried to stop the digging. After all, they were locals. They relied on the hill to make a living. If people approaching the hill started to die, who would go to the hill in the future?
The old man who led the team of archaeologists was hesitant if they should continue. If accidents kept happening, they were probably not accidents at all. Perhaps there was something inside the tomb like an invisible ghost or a curse.
It was still raining. The rest of the archaeologists didn't enter the tomb again. One of their colleagues was transferred to a different hospital during the day. After one night of conservative treatment, his condition had not improved. Instead, it got worse.
One bad thing happened after another.
"Sir, we can handle it. You don't need to come with us," a middle-aged archaeologist said.
