This hand was cold and slippery, as if it had been soaked in a barrel of oil for a long time, but the feeling was extremely real. A biting coldness quickly spread through the whole body along the mustache's left hand, and he had no time to use it again.
Illuminated by the fading light source, he swung hard and slashed the alloy tube held in his right hand across the air.
Although Mustache managed to get rid of the hand that was holding him with all his strength, the alloy tube was still chopped empty, and the sharp blade cut through the air, making a soft squeaking sound.
There seemed to be a vague and noisy laughter all around, as if there were many people hiding in the dark, watching Mustache and Jinpu Awang.
It is impossible for the dirt crawlers to not have tools to deal with these, and Mustache also has them, but he knows that in this place, the tools are completely useless. This super huge ancient pit buries not one or two people, but a large group. Jinpua
Wang kept debugging the light source, but there was a serious malfunction in the light source. Every time it was turned on, it would only light up once and then go out. With these constantly flashing lights, they saw the situation above their heads. The rope was coming from above.
The hole was broken directly. If they still wanted to go up from here, they would have to find a way to cross the nearly five meters height between the ground and the roof of the cave. At this moment, this was obviously unrealistic.
"Drag a few of those log coffins over, stack them up and climb up." Jinpu Awang stared at the neat rows of log coffins not far away, feeling that this was the only feasible way.
But Mustache simply gave up this method. In the darkness just now, Jinpu Awang had no idea what happened to Mustache. What would be the consequences if he really touched those log coffins?
"Let's find the entrance and go out through the entrance."
The entrance will definitely not be in the sky, but they are very unfamiliar with the situation of mass graves and have no idea which direction the entrance is. However, according to the topography of this large space, the entrance must be in the east or west, because the difference between north and south is
The distance between them is relatively narrow and the entrance will not be opened there.
This place is indeed very evil. The human skin lanterns and stone carvings of evil beasts on the mass graves have locked all the yin energy. The mustache has a few ancient talismans on it. It is said that the master dipped the blood of a black dog into the yellow talisman.
The drawings on the paper can ward off evil spirits, but he does not intend to use this to deal with the predicament in front of him. The heavenly iron on Jinpu Awang's body does not work, let alone these dog-blood talismans. He looked left and right, and finally
I chose a direction because according to the memory I had just taken a quick look at, there were fewer wooden coffins in that direction and they were not so dense.
Mustache ran away, and the laughter that disappeared and reappeared around him never stopped, making the two brave people couldn't help but get goosebumps. The terrain in the space began to change, sometimes widening and sometimes narrowing.
, wooden coffins and corpses wrapped in cloth kept appearing on both sides. When he came here, Mustache, who was on full alert, felt that entering the mass grave was a wrong choice?
The Great Lute army won that war. They collected the dead. From the corpses wrapped in white cloth just now, we can see that the process of collecting was very meticulous. Even some of the trinkets that the deceased usually wore were found.
After returning, what secrets are there among these corpses? Even if there is anything, it would have been found by the believers of the ancient religion.
But the person who originally left the clues still recorded the place of mass graves, indicating that there is still potential for excavation. Where are the places in mass graves worth exploring?
Suddenly, a gust of wind that seemed to blow from an unknown corner interrupted Mustache's thoughts. There could be no wind in this place, but Jinpu Awang also felt like this. As this gust of wind blew by, Mustache's scalp began to grow again.
It was faintly numb, because they only had a light source that would light up every once in a while, and they were immersed in darkness the rest of the time. After the gust of wind blew, Mustache immediately developed a very scary feeling, and he felt like the surroundings
Many people came out of the house and surrounded them silently.
Jinpu Ngawang first let out a loud roar with some panic. Then, Mustache felt his neck get cold, as if someone was hiding behind and blowing cool air into his neck like a prank.
The biting coldness has not disappeared. It seems as if countless hands are reaching out in the darkness at the same time, pulling the mustache's clothes back and forth. The two people keep waving the weapons in their hands, but nothing can be cut, but the kind of being pulled
The feeling has not disappeared at all.
They seemed to be entangled by an evil spirit. This was the most terrifying and truly terrifying enemy. In Mustache's consciousness, the pilgrim's healer Bosiba was not absolutely invincible, because he was
Individuals can see their bodies and have their own weaknesses. But how should they deal with these things that they can't even see?
The light source in his hand was still intermittent. Jinpu Awang waved his iron ring back and forth, but it hit nothing every time. He hurriedly shouted to his mustache: "That Lute card!"
The mustache turned his left hand and took out the Lute card from his body. At this time, the light source in Jinpu Awang's hand suddenly lit up. In this dark environment, the brightness of the light source was like a round wheel.
The bright sun illuminated the surroundings of the two people. They could not touch anything with their weapons. However, under the light of this light source, they could see at a glance that the mustache was fluttering beside them.
The dense black air, every wisp of black air, is like a soul that refuses to rest.
"These are the things!" Jin Pu Awang gritted his teeth, but he had no way to deal with these things. He was also a religious believer, but what is the real religion? It is just a kind of belief and spiritual sustenance of people.
When in dire straits, no god from any religion will come to save him.
Looking at the black gas floating back and forth, Xiao Huzi's heart moved. He didn't say anything, just took off his backpack and rummaged inside. He is an organized person, even in the wilderness, he still
Keep a habit of keeping everything in your backpack in order, and you can find what you are looking for quickly. Mustache took out a crumpled rag from the bottom of the backpack. This rag came from
Inside the Nuo Tuochi Dark Night Temple.
He clearly remembered that the pilgrim who forced Tang Yue and Hu Yanguo to the Dark Night Temple had a rag wrapped in his hand and punched a white boy's resentful spirit back into the wall.
The light source in Jinpu Ngawang's hand was not extinguished, but it was bright and dim for a while, like a jumping will-o'-the-wisp. The mustache dropped the alloy tube, held the bull head card in his hand, and wrapped it in this rag.
He punched out.
He shot very quickly, and after wrapping the Bull Head Card with a rag, he felt some changes. The black energy had no quality, just like air. However, when he punched out, Mustache felt as if he had hit a light ball.
On the cotton, even though the tentacles were very gentle, they seemed to have hit something.
Bang......
This punch was very powerful, and the black air was instantly dispersed. When it dispersed into the air, a squeaking sound came out. Mustache refreshed, turned around and punched again.
Another ball of black energy was like a blurry shadow, which was knocked backwards by a punch and dispersed not far away.
"Let's go! Let's go quickly!" Mustache found the trick, but did not dare to stay. In this place, he and Jinpu Awang would always be at a disadvantage.
When the two people started to rush forward, the surrounding black air still did not leave. Mustache suddenly stopped and his fists hit the surroundings like raindrops. Under this heavy rain-like blow, I don’t know how many
The mass of black energy was shaken away and disappeared into the air. Immediately, like timid people, countless black energy quietly retreated from the place and then disappeared.
When the black energy completely disappeared, the light source in Jinpu Ngawang's hand lit up again. This was a normal light source, but it did not mean that the crisis was resolved. Mustache held his fist and walked in front. When they walked out,
At twenty meters, the terrain in the space suddenly changed, and the terrain became even narrower. Two naturally formed stone pillars stood in front like two fulcrums supporting the space. The shape of the stone pillars was irregular and very thick.
A stone pillar almost occupied the passage, leaving only three narrow aisles.
Due to the terrain, there is no log coffin or corpse nearby. Looking from here to there, what you see is still a deep cavity. Without the log coffin, Xiao Xiu felt a little relieved, and the two of them walked in front of each other.
Finally, I got close to the stone pillar and walked slowly forward close to it.
But just a few steps out, a sound similar to water drops came from the front, pat pat pat, the sound was not high, but very rhythmic. This inexplicable sound made their hearts that had just been relieved rise again.
, Mustache felt that facing these things, it made no difference whether he turned on the light source or not. He clung to the stone and walked forward very slowly. As long as there was any abnormality, his fist would not hesitate.
Blast out.
The deep hollow was so quiet that it made one's heart palpitate. There were only two people's very light footsteps and the sound of water drops. Mustache only walked forward for a short distance, and the sound of water drops suddenly disappeared, replaced by another wave of very light footsteps.
Voice.
The sound of footsteps made Xiaozhu feel nervous. From the sound of footsteps, he could tell that the other party was also on the other side of this thick stone pillar, and was slowly moving around the pillar towards this side.
Mustache held his breath, looked sideways, and made a silent gesture to Jinpu Awang without looking back. He felt that the slight footsteps coming from the stone pillar should be that of a living person.
He wanted to see who was so capable and could escape his eyes and ears and come here directly.