From the other person's clothes, Gordon could identify him at a glance. But Gordon couldn't be sure, was he a living person or a dead person?
The horse thief's neck hung softly and was strangled by a cowhide belt. The other end of the belt was tied to the tree trunk and swayed back and forth. Gordon walked up to the horse thief. His face was gray and shriveled, without a trace of blood, and his skin was wrinkled and cracked. The tortoise pattern looks like a dried corpse.
But his bulging eyes like dead fish were very bright, even frighteningly bright. As he turned, his pupils flickered with a strange light. "Save me! Save me quickly!" The horse thief's screams were sharper than the last, but Gordon didn't see his mouth move, and the cry for help seemed to come from his stomach.
Gordon shook his hand and fired a spear. The belt was cut with a sound, and the horse thief fell down. Immediately, Gordon's fire rainbow dagger pierced his calf and was firmly nailed to the ground.
"I can save you, or I can let you die. Do you understand?" Gordon looked down at the horse thief, holding the dagger tightly. He was in urgent need of a survivor so that he could torture out the details of the horse thief and the ghost city.
The horse thief was lying on the ground, not struggling. There was no blood from the wound pierced by the dagger, only fishy gray-black mucus came out.
Is this man dead or alive? He still has a pulse and a strong heartbeat. Gordon turned the dagger and stirred it slightly. While observing the other person's reaction to the pain, he said gently: "I know you are a member of the Storm Horse Thieves. I am a friend of your leader, Zhe Feng, and he asked me to meet secretly here. I have a few questions. As long as you answer them truthfully, you can not only save your own life, but also get enough gold coins to spend a lifetime."
The horse thief didn't seem to feel the pain, and didn't even hum. He just stared at Gordon strangely, his pupils so bright that he didn't look like a human being.
"Now answer my question. Where did everyone else go? Are you all in a ghost town? Why don't you go back to your hometown and come here? What's here?"
"Help me!" The horse thief screamed again from his stomach, and his cracked skin began to tremble, as if something was about to come out of it.
"Answer my question. What happened? Who hung you on the tree? I can avenge you." Gordon tore open the other party's toga, and there was a small bag of water tied to the hem of his underwear. Gordon pulled off the water bag. , pulled open the underwear, revealing the chest and back of the horse thief. He saw deep wrinkles crawling all over his chest and abdomen, squirming like a living thing. Except for the strangulation marks on his neck, there was no trace of anything on the horse thief's body. New wounds.
Either he didn't struggle when he was hung from the tree, or he hung himself.
"Tell me, I can save you and take you out of the ghost town!" Gordon whipped out the dagger, pulled the horse thief over, pierced his spine and stirred it, stimulating the nerves to the maximum extent.
The horse thief trembled convulsively a few times, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the strange light faded from his pupils. His face showed an expression of struggling, and his throat trembled, making a "click" sound.
"Say it, and you will live if you say it!"
"I - dead!" The horse thief's face was horrified and twisted, as if he suddenly regained his consciousness. "No one can save me! I'm dead, I'm already dead!" He screamed hysterically, and his shriveled flesh suddenly bulged. , the wrinkles are like countless earthworms arching and shaking violently.
Gao Deng suddenly stepped back, aiming the fire rainbow dagger at the horse thief's bulging belly.
With a "pop" sound, the fishy liquid splashed, and the horse thief's abdomen was opened, revealing a black figure as thin as a baby.
With the help of the dim light of the Fire Rainbow Dagger, Gordon discovered that the outline of the black shadow's face was very similar to that of the horse thief, except that his skin was indigo and full of wrinkles, and his two sharp front teeth protruded from his lips. "Help me! Help me!"
It screamed, stood upright like a human, and took an awkward step.
Gordon was shocked. He had seen such a ghost in the rock painting on the city wall!
The lake in the rock paintings is real, and so are the evil spirits!
If the descriptions of the rock paintings are completely true, then there may be hundreds or even thousands of such evil spirits in the ancient city!
But how did it enter the body of the horse thief? According to the degree of erosion of the city wall rocks, the ancient city has a history of at least tens of thousands of years. If the evil ghosts are anti-life that slipped out of the inner world, there is no way they can stay in the outer world for so long.
Unless they originally belong to the surface world!
The ancient city is their nest, and they have their own civilization!
Here are the remains of ancient civilization!
"Save me, save me!" The baby-like evil spirit screamed and walked towards Gordon. It was still wobbling in the first two steps, but it walked very steadily on the third step. Its posture became more and more skillful, and it even tried to jump.
Fingernails grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming longer and sharper.
It was growing rapidly! Gordon suddenly jumped out, dodged to the left rear of the evil spirit, and hit his knee squarely with his kick. The evil spirit fell forward, and Gordon swung out his dagger, cutting off its calf tendons and preventing it from growing.
Opportunity.
The evil ghost tried to get up, but was kicked down by Gordon again and suffered a series of fierce blows. Gordon used daggers, fists, feet, and hidden weapons to attack the evil ghost's various organs in turn to find its weaknesses.
"Help me, help me!" Even though his body was covered with bruises, the evil spirit still managed to get up, and its ear-piercing screams spread far and wide.
The deep cave nearby seemed to hear an evil spirit calling for help. Wisps of gloomy smoke floated out and filled the air in Gordon's direction. He heard countless rustling sounds.
"Pfft!" The tip of the dagger inserted into the evil ghost's brow, and it screamed. Its skin and flesh melted quickly like a hot candle, revealing its white bones.
The evil spirit's vitality is very tenacious, but its key point is the center of the brow. Gordon kicked away the bones, and the mist continued to surround him. His vision became blurry, and it was almost difficult to see. Gordon suddenly felt in a trance. "Die, die.
You can be freed." An inexplicable thought flashed through his mind, and he was immediately swallowed up by the dark spiritual sea. He was suddenly shocked, woke up, and found that he was standing in front of the dead tree, holding the horse thief's belt in his hand, trying to pull it towards him.
around the neck.
Around him, a large amount of mist rolled and surged, and he was completely surrounded by just a thin line. Gordon grabbed the body of the horse thief, rushed out of the gap, and fled quickly into the distance. Behind him, the evil ghost's bones were silently shattered and transformed.
A wisp of mist floated up.
Gordon ran all the way along the open space. The front was getting darker and darker, and strange buildings appeared one after another on both sides. They were piled up with rocks, as big as mountains, shaped like a honeycomb, and densely covered with deep caves that connected with each other. Going forward, there were
There is no road, and the rock honeycomb stretches for a long time. If Gordon wants to move forward, he must enter it and pass through deep caves.
He stopped at the foot of a huge rock beehive and opened the horse thief's water bag. There was only a small half bag of clean water left in it. He drank it all in one gulp, calmed down, and began to dissect the horse thief's body.
The belly of the corpse had been broken open, and Gordon took out the heart, kidneys, liver and other organs one by one for observation. Most of the organs had shrunk, leaving only a crisp skin membrane. Only the horse thief's heart was still intact, and his cardiovascular system was intact.
Instead, it became thicker, only turned gray-black, and as hard as stone.
The horse thief was already dead when he met me. Gordon stood up slowly, gripped the dagger, and a faint green light glowed at the deep hole of the honeycomb above his head.