I heard his exclamation and was still wondering why it was broken. When I looked around, I instantly understood that the civet cat was not dead after being shot, but it rushed into the surrounding human-shaped stone sculptures like lightning, dragging it with it.
Long blood stains, damn it, this beast is so cunning, he actually used his own blood to lift up the corpses of all these stone sculptures! I have heard about the idea of strange beasts guarding the coffins before, but now I have actually encountered it.
In a short time, there were sounds of peeling stone skins all around, which made my scalp numb with fear. My second brother stuffed a bloody iron box into my arms and said, "Take it and run back, in the tomb in front."
Wait for us, if you don’t wait, find your own way out!”
After saying that, he grabbed the rope and backed away, then used the force to fly over. I finally understood that I was a tragic character who wanted to drag the oil bottle to the end, but I really wanted to see how big something would happen here.
What a fierce battle, with so many bloody rice dumplings, plus the old rice dumplings in the ancient coffin that even my father was afraid of, what follows will definitely be much more exciting than a Hollywood movie.
Fear has been competing with curiosity, and it has completely gained the upper hand. I still understand the principle of curiosity killing the cat. I hugged the black box and ran on the road. As I ran, I looked back and saw that the four of them had merged.
, looking at the corpse-riddled bloody rice dumplings around them in a stern manner.
Running back along the stairs, I didn't encounter the problem of the door being blocked in the tomb passage at the beginning. I quickly arrived at the Tai Chi diagram and walked to the tomb room where the bloody rice dumpling was. There was no sound from behind. The blood rice dumpling might have been there.
He was killed by my second brother, so there are no safety risks here.
But soon I discovered a very serious problem.
I'm alone.
Now, I'm alone.
In a dark tomb, I was alone and there was a flashlight light.
quiet.
To use a very bad elementary school sentence to describe quiet, you can hear the sound of a pin falling to the ground, and of course, the sound of my heartbeat.
Fear came over me like a tidal wave.
From the time I entered the tomb to now, whether I encounter water monkeys or blood rice dumplings, they have always been with me. When others are around, I won’t be afraid to the point of depression. This may be the reason why humans live in groups.
I trembled and lit up a cigarette. I didn't unpack the cigarette, but it fell into the water and became a little damp. It was difficult to light it, and I choked to tears. I coughed, my hands shook, and I pinched it.
The flashlight under his arm fell to the ground, and with a pop, the light went out.
The darkness engulfed me.
Hearing the sound of the flashlight falling to the ground, I could guess the approximate location. I quickly lit a lighter and went to get the flashlight. The quality of ZIPPO was very good. Now I didn't want to go on strike. A weak flame jumped out.
I followed the light towards the place where I just dropped the flashlight, only to see a faint figure with a face as pale as paper.
I screamed and squatted on the ground in fright, and the lighter fell to the ground. The flames suddenly went out. I was completely panicked. Like a madman, I rushed to where the flashlight fell. I flicked the lamp head, and a beam of light suddenly came on.
stand up.
I quickly stood up, looked around with my flashlight, and yelled like crazy: Who! Who was there just now?
What answered me was a silence and an empty tomb, with no human beings anywhere.
It turned out to be an illusion, just an illusion. Now, even if it is not an illusion, it is still an illusion. If you want to restrain fear, just pretend that everything does not exist.
I took out another cigarette, lit it, and smoked hard. The cigarette burned through my lungs, causing pain, but it made me feel extremely relaxed. After smoking the cigarette, the figure still did not appear. At this time, I had calmed down a little, or
It's about risking yourself.
I have to find something to do to distract my attention. If I stay nervous like this, if I don't get bitten to death by a rice dumpling, I will be scared to death by my own imagination.
I looked around with the flashlight, and then I immediately lit a cigarette. Using the light of the flashlight, I studied the tomb carefully. I thought to myself, no matter when we come to find someone or to explore the secrets, we are always going to fight against each other, right? Fight against each other.
What do you care about most? Of course it’s the underworld artifacts. There is no coffin in this tomb, and when I arrived, I didn’t even bother to go up and see what burial objects there were. Now when I went to look for it, I discovered that the owner of the tomb was really a poor man, and the entire tomb was completely empty.
, the whole tomb was very big, and my flashlight couldn’t reach it from far away. Of course I didn’t give up. I thought it would be okay to just stand, so I walked around the tomb. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and it seemed that the flashlight was hitting me.
When I saw some metal object, I felt happy and walked over.
When I got closer, I saw that the flashlight swept across a patch of white snow, and my legs suddenly felt weak.
In the corner, there was a skeleton scattered around, and the empty eye holes seemed to be staring at me. But I soon calmed down. After entering the tomb, my psychological quality increased linearly. If I was a person who didn’t know or understand,
I would still be frightened by such a thing, but such a skeleton really didn’t scare me. I couldn’t help but look at it carefully.
His flesh and skin were completely weathered, and his clothes were in tatters. I could barely tell that they were the coarse work clothes that were popular more than ten years ago. I saw the metal object on the chest of the skull, and thought it might be a button. I thought about it just now.
This should be the reflective one. I thought it was a ghost weapon, but I couldn't help but be disappointed. When I took it off and took a look, it turned out to be the Kuomintang's Blue Sky and White Sun Medal!
I thought to myself that this guy was a spy who destroyed the harmony, and he was not unjustly killed. This Medal of Blue Sky and White Sun is rare, and some people like to collect it. If this thing is sold, it will be worth one hundred and eighty thousand.
I put it in my pocket, glanced to the side with my flashlight, and saw a skeleton holding an iron box that was almost rusty and disfigured. The shape was completely different from the one my second brother gave me. It might be the mooncake box at that time. I
He leaned down and grabbed the iron box with his hands.
But the skeleton's hand was holding on very tightly. I pulled hard twice but couldn't pull it out. Even if I tried harder, I still couldn't pull it out.
Suddenly, I had a strange feeling, as if the skeleton was still protecting the box. The two of us seemed to be in a tug-of-war. Is this skeleton still conscious? A ghost?
I was not frightened at that time. I couldn't help but burst out from the depression in the ancient tomb, CTLLD! I can't fight with Zongzi, and can't I beat your white skeleton? I gritted my teeth and with a bang, I even pulled the skeleton's arm.
Come down.
Before I had time to feel proud, the skeleton stood up with a crash!
I was so frightened that my legs went weak and I squatted on the ground. I thought to myself, Brother Agent, I didn’t take anything from you. It’s just a broken iron box. Why do you always play with me like this? I’ll return the things to you.
Why don't you just throw the black box to him with his arm, get up and run away.
But this skeleton got stuck with me and followed me so slowly. It seemed like it was moving very slowly, but I couldn't get rid of him. The two of us changed from the tug-of-war just now to the long-distance running now. My physical fitness is not as good as that of my elder brother.
They couldn't compete. After a while, I was so exhausted that I was out of breath. Finally, I simply sat down on the ground and said to the skeleton, "Brother, please stop chasing me. If I break one of your arms, you will too."
Forget it. As long as you don't take my life, the rest is up to you. I accept my defeat. You still insist on running a marathon with me after you are like this. I accept it."
I closed my eyes and thought about what this skeleton would do to me, strangle me to death? Resurrection of corpse? Or suck all my blood? Bite me to death? Will I be disfigured?
But after thinking about it for a long time, nothing happened.
I opened my eyes and saw this skeleton standing in front of me, motionless. (To be continued)