The uncle slowly raised the flashlight in his hand up the tomb passage, and finally hit it on the top of the tomb passage. The two of us raised our heads, and I was already prepared to see the face, but after seeing it, the top of the tomb passage
It was clean and there was nothing unusual about it. The uncle took a flashlight and looked to the side again, but still found nothing. The uncle chuckled and said, "Maybe it's your hallucination."
I smiled noncommittally and said to the uncle, "Uncle, do we really want to enter this door?" The uncle said, "Yes, of course we have to enter. What can a tomb robber do if he doesn't enter the tomb?"
After that, the uncle gave me the flashlight, and then gently knocked on the stone wall in front of us that could hardly be called a door.
The uncle knocked for a while and said: "This door is difficult to enter. You can see that the gaps have been cast again. We will definitely not be able to push it open if we push hard. We can only think of other ways." I heard.
The uncle said that the crack in the door was cast, and asked in confusion: "What is it made of? Cement?"
This was originally a joke, but the uncle nodded after hearing it and said: "Although it's not cement, it's almost the same. It's mixed with glutinous rice, soil, straw ash and other messy things. It's probably better than cement."
Be strong." Just hearing these things made me feel dizzy, so I said to the uncle: "Uncle, why don't we find another tomb earlier, and don't hang ourselves in this one?"
But the uncle said persistently: "The more tightly the tomb is sealed, the better the things inside are. It's okay if I don't know. How can I let go if I know it? It's hard to break this thing, but it's quite simple to say it's simple."
, just listen to me, the two of us can go in."
I vaguely felt something was wrong and asked, "How do you get in? My Tang Dao can't even get in?" The uncle laughed and said, "The Tang Dao can't get in, but something in your body can get in, so I won't give in."
, the two of us sprinkled urine on the crack of the door to soften the infusion, and separated it with a Tang knife, and the two of us can go in."
I was quite embarrassed when I heard my uncle's suggestion, but when I saw that my uncle had already taken action and the water was pouring on a crack in the door, I had no choice but to brew my feelings. After the uncle finished pouring the water, I then poured water on the other crack in the door.
, strange to say, the thing in the crack of the door emitted a burst of white smoke when it touched our urine, and it disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, it fell out to the width of two fingers.
of gaps.
Of course, the gap was only in the lower half of the door, and the upper half was still cast. The uncle took the Tang knife in my hand, pointed the blade upward, and slashed upwards. Although the cast thing was solid, after all,
After such a long time, it slowly fell down after being chopped by the sharp Tang Dao.
After a while, the uncle cut almost all the gaps on both sides, and said to me: "I don't know if there are any hidden weapons in this tomb. Please go aside first." After hearing this, I stood on the left side of the door, and the uncle came to the right side of the door.
Putting his back against the wall next to the door, he then grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand and slammed it towards the door. With a bang, I felt the door next to me trembled, but it did not open. The uncle took a deep breath and suddenly
Another smash, this time the door made a loud bang, and then it was smashed in. The uncle quickly withdrew his hand. Before the sound of the door falling to the ground disappeared, I heard a pop from the wall opposite me.
There was a sharp sound. I took a flashlight and saw a large number of feathers embedded in the wall opposite the door. What a powerful crossbow!
When the uncle saw the feathers on the bow and arrow, he chuckled: "I almost got hit, but luckily I'm quick with my hands and feet." My uncle and I stood at the door and looked inside, and saw a machine facing us in the tomb.
Crossbow, the trigger of this thing is connected to the door. As soon as the door opens, the trigger will be pulled and the arrow will be shot. If you are shot by this thing, you will basically go home to see your grandma.
This tomb is not big, only three meters square. Such a small tomb is beyond my expectation. There is basically nothing in this tomb, except of course the statue in the middle of the tomb. Seeing this statue, my uncle and I looked at each other.
, how could such a statue be buried in the tomb? Everything in this tomb is really weird.
This statue is the size of an adult, with clothing patterns carved on it. It is crudely made. It is impossible to tell what the carving is. It was obviously carved in a hurry. Of course, the weirdest thing is that this statue is the same as the one I saw in the tomb passage.
There is no face, just a flat cut. When the uncle saw this statue, he was amazed and said: "Looking at the carving technique, it should be from the Qin Dynasty. If you sell it on the market, it will be worth a lot of money."
As he spoke, the uncle walked up to the tomb.
The uncle's mind was attracted by the statue. I was not interested in faceless things, so I took a flashlight and looked around. There were still no murals on the walls around the tomb. This was a little unreasonable. I felt a move in my heart.
, I took a flashlight and looked at the top of my head. This time I finally saw something. I let out a soft voice. My uncle was attracted by my voice and looked up.
There was only one painting painted on the top of the tomb, but it was this painting that made me shudder, because it showed a man surrounded by a black mist, and his whole body was struggling violently.
Blood flowed from his face all over his body, but he could not break away from the black mist.
This black mist also looks like a human being. He is holding a knife in one hand and is grabbing the man's face with the other. Half of the man's face has been cut off by the knife, half is in black mist's hand, and the other half is still on the man's body. That
The man's blood was flowing down from his face, covering the man's body, and even the place where the black mist came into contact with the man turned red.
Seeing this, my face didn't tighten. I had an intuition that this was not just an image, but a real event that must have happened one day in the past. How much hatred was there to cause this black mist?
After making such a move, the uncle saw the image and murmured: "It's too scary. This is not a human being, this is an evil spirit!"
As soon as the uncle finished reading this sentence, I heard a soft sound coming from the tomb where we were. Now that I was highly concentrated, I immediately shushed the uncle and signaled him to be silent. The uncle also heard that something was wrong, and the two of us
As I listened, the sound disappeared again. I didn't realize it was an illusion. I was no longer staring at the picture above my head and looking around. At this time, the creaking sound came from the tomb again. This time I heard
It’s so real, it’s coming from the statue next to me!
At this time, my scalp was numb, and I said to the uncle: "Uncle, let's get out quickly!" After the uncle saw the strange images above our heads, he felt uneasy and didn't care about his beloved statue, so he walked out.
As soon as I turned my head, I heard the creaking sound behind me getting louder. I quickly turned around and stared at the statue behind me. At this time, my expression changed and I said to the uncle in a trembling voice: "Uncle, when we came in
,Is this what the statue looks like?”
The uncle had already left the tomb chamber door. When he heard me asking, he had no choice but to come over. He knocked on the statue, his expression became extremely exciting, and his voice was trembling: "It seems, that's not the case!" I thought I was out of my mind, but when my uncle said this, I knew it was over, something had happened, the statue had moved!
As soon as this idea came into being, the statue in front of us squeaked again. When my uncle and I were dumbfounded, the statue turned its body. Originally, the front of the statue was not facing the door. Now under our gaze, this original statue turned around. The statue of a dead thing actually moved and faced us. Its flat face faced us blankly. This made me very uneasy. I felt that there was a pair of vicious eyes on the faceless head. Stare at me hard!
As soon as this idea came out, it became amplified a lot. I even felt that even if we left the tomb, this thing would still follow me. Thinking of this, I grabbed the knife from the uncle's hand and held it in his hand. In the uncle's surprised eyes, I slashed hard at the statue in front of me. This time I slashed at the face of the statue, because what I hate and fear the most is here, in this cemetery, everything is pointing towards It was a shameless incident. I was afraid that when we went out, we would lose our face just like them.
I slashed with the knife, and there was a soft cracking sound. It felt like breaking an egg shell. When my uncle saw me slashing the statue in front of him as if he was possessed by a demon, he cursed at me: "That's money. You prodigal son, oh, statue!" Before the uncle finished speaking, the statue in front of us began to crack from where I cut it, and then there were more and more cracks, and the crackling sound became closer and closer, and finally finally With a bang, these cracks turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
These fragments stirred up a large pile of dust, covering the original position of the statue. Seeing the statue turned into fragments, I felt better. The vague sense of crisis was reduced a lot. My uncle was still feeling sorry for the statue. , scolding me as a prodigal, I smiled bitterly and said to my uncle: "Uncle, this thing is unlucky. Didn't you see the picture above the head of the tomb? This statue may be the man whose face was cut off. This This person was very resentful after his death, and maybe his ghost is still wandering in this ancient tomb!"
I saw that my uncle was still staring at the position of the statue just now, and his body was trembling. I thought to myself that it was because he felt so sorry for the statue. I wanted to comfort him, but at this time, there was a sudden sound in the tomb chamber. There was a gust of wind blowing, and I couldn't help but shiver when I was already cold. Then a strong smell of blood spread to my nose, which made me almost vomit. I knew, Things are broken!