Judging from the sound, Professor Zhang was not injured.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zhiqi, Zhiqi, are you outside too?" Xu Wenying's voice came from the tomb immediately.
"Yes, I'm here! Wenying, are you injured?" Qian Zhiqi responded hurriedly.
"My dad and I are fine now, but those bats don't dare to come over. Zhiqi, I'm sorry, I didn't go back to save you just now. You don't blame me, do you?" Xu Wenying asked again.
"No, little fool, how could I blame you?" Qian Zhiqi replied.
I instantly felt like my head was full of black lines. How long has it been since they started spreading dog food here?
Before they could speak again, I shouted: "Professor Zhang, do you know these ghost-faced bats very well? Is there any way to prevent them from approaching you?"
"All bats are afraid of fire, but since we don't have fire, they don't dare to come over. It's probably not our fault. They're probably afraid of the giant crystal coffin behind us!" Professor Zhang answered me.
Yes, bats are afraid of fire. Why didn’t I think of this?
My eyes lit up, I turned to look at Fu Jie and asked, "Do you still have the torch on you?"
Fu Jie nodded, took off his backpack from his back and rummaged through it.
The backpack he was wearing was very big, and I couldn't find it after searching for a long time.
"Can you do it?" Qian Zhiqi said impatiently: "Your torch is so big, why did it take so long to find it?"
"It's retractable!" Fu Jie explained, still groping in the backpack.
At this time, a strange "squeaking" sound came from my ears. It sounded a bit like a rat, but it sounded hoarse than a rat.
"Hu Ling, hurry up! Those things have discovered us!" Qian Zhiqi shouted in horror.
I turned my head and looked, and sure enough, there was a ghost-faced bat flying out of the tomb, heading in the direction of the three of us. Its head looked like a mouse, but it had a pair of huge eyes that didn't match the size of its face at all.
Those eyes were blood red and looked weird and terrifying.
The ghost-faced bat was grinning at us, showing its sharp teeth and making strange noises.
"No, it's greeting its companions!" My heart tightened, and I threw the dragon scale dagger in my hand at the ghost-faced bat without thinking.
The dragon scale dagger drew an arc in the air, spinning towards the ghost-faced bat.
There was almost no sound. Before the ghost-faced bat had time to react, the "squeaking" sound stopped abruptly. The ghost-faced bat was directly cut in half by the dragon scale dagger. The blood didn't even have time to flow out, and it fell with a "click" sound.
to the ground.
After landing, green viscous liquid flowed from the bat's body, exuding an extremely unpleasant stench.
The dragon scale dagger spun in mid-air and returned directly to my hand.
"Wow, Xiao Li's flying knife!" Qian Zhiqi looked at me and said, "Hu Ling, I didn't expect you to have this skill!"
Not only Qian Zhiqi was surprised, but I was also surprised. I did not deliberately control the dragon scale dagger. When I realized that the ghost-faced bat was reporting to my companions, I subconsciously threw the dagger away.
I didn't expect the accuracy to be so good, and it could spin back after hitting the bat.
At this time, I suddenly realized another thing. When I just killed the ghost-faced bat, there was no shield from the tomb wall. I'm afraid that even if we don't use this bat to report the news, the bats inside will also find us!
Sure enough, more weird "squeaking" sounds came from the tomb, and those ghost-faced bats seemed to be communicating something.
At this time, Fu Jie finally took out two torches from his backpack, stretched them out, and turned on the ignition switch, but they didn't ignite, not even half a spark.
At the door of the tomb, two ghost-faced bats had already flown out with a squeaking sound.
I followed the same method and threw the dragon scale dagger out the same way I killed the ghost-faced bat before.
Two bats landed, but more bats flew out after them. The dragon scale dagger quickly rotated and shot down those bats as if it had a soul, but it was still unable to withstand more bats swarming outside the tomb.
Fu Jie was still clicking the ignition switch of the torch, but he never saw the light of the fire.
"Don't you have a lighter? If the switch doesn't work, try using a lighter!" My heart almost sank to the bottom, and I was so anxious that I almost cursed.
If the torches don't light, the three of us will be torn to pieces by those bats in less than ten minutes.
"I do, I have a lighter!" Qian Zhiqi also reacted and hurriedly took out a lighter from his body. After lighting it, he tremblingly moved towards the torch.
With a "whoosh" sound, the torch was lit immediately, and the flame was still very fierce.
All three of us breathed a sigh of relief.
The dragon scale dagger spun back into my hand.
The ghost-faced bats that had flown to the door of the tomb quickly retreated towards the tomb as if they had seen something terrible when they felt the heat of the torch.
"What should we do now? Rush in?" Qian Zhiqi asked me subconsciously.
I held the dragon scale dagger tightly, looked at them and said: "The three of us cannot be separated. The dagger in my hand should be able to deal with those things. Each of you has a torch."
Qian Zhiqi and Fu Jie nodded, each holding a torch. I walked among them and walked toward the door of the tomb together.
As we approached, countless bats made shrill, shrill calls.
After we entered the tomb, the temperature in the tomb increased significantly due to the torches.
Those ghost-faced bats seemed to be unable to bear the temperature, and began to squeak and scurry around in the tomb chamber. Some bats even bumped directly into the torches. Their black and white wings became the best fuel, and the bats' whole bodies quickly ignited.
The green flame screamed and turned into a ball of charcoal.
My hands were not idle either, waving the dragon scale dagger and stabbing at the ghost-faced bats flying near us. Qian Zhiqi and Fu Jie also tried their best to use torches to light up the flying ghost-faced bats.
After a while, there was a layer of black charcoal and the corpses of ghost-faced bats on the ground. Green blood was splashed everywhere. The ground was in a mess and the stench was unpleasant.
Fortunately, the number of ghost-faced bats has been reduced by almost half.
The remaining bats gathered in the corner of the tomb far away from us. They had almost lost their fighting power, staring at the three of us with their huge, blood-red and strange eyes.
The whole picture of the huge crystal coffin was revealed in front of us.
The crystal coffin is translucent, and the outline of a person lying inside is faintly visible.
I don't know why, but when I saw this coffin, I felt an indescribable familiar feeling in my heart.
Professor Zhang and Xu Wenying stood close to the coffin wall with their backs to the crystal coffin, their faces pale, and their eyes looking at me were indescribably complicated.