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Chapter Thirty-Five The Time To Wake From A Dream

Is it over like this? My mind went blank. How could this happen? The three people who were talking and laughing just now are now lying on the ground, and their bodies have begun to slowly become cold.

What should I do now? I took a deep breath and sorted out my thoughts. There are four big living people missing, and Ouyang's side to the left should be worried. Maybe they have sent their troops to look for us everywhere. Everything else is gone.

If you don't think about it anymore, just go up and wait for them to come.

There was only one way out. I walked to the coffin that was erected by Po Jun. I jumped up, reached out and grabbed the coffin box, took a breath, exerted force on my waist, and kicked the coffin board with my toes. As long as I followed this trend

If you have enough energy, you can jump to the top of the coffin, and there is the main tomb chamber at the top.

Just when he was about to climb to the top of the coffin, the coffin lid fell to the ground without warning with a "crack... bang!"

What's going on? There was a 'bang' in my head. My feet went soft, I lost my footing, and almost fell. I couldn't care less at the moment, I grabbed the coffin box tightly with one hand, and reached out to my lower back with the other hand to go.

Draw your gun.

Just as the fingertips touched the handle of the gun, another big blue face stretched out from the coffin, turned to me at an incredible angle, and came face to face with me.

"Are you done yet?" After the extreme fear, I didn't care anymore. Is there anything worse than this? The worst possible outcome is death.

I was holding the pistol in my hand, but before I could draw it out, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind me and held my right hand around my waist like an iron hoop.

The person hugging me has no head! It’s Pojun! When I saw him, I felt my blood run cold. Two minutes ago, I saw his head being chopped off with my own eyes, and now his body came to me on his own initiative.

A close encounter.

Not to mention that, in the distance Fatty Sun also stood up shakily, and Hao Wenming supported half of his body with his hands and crawled towards me, holding a bucket of water underneath.

All my clothes were soaked with cold sweat. Po Jun's strength was not that great. I tried to break free several times, but unfortunately he still couldn't move.

The blue-faced man in the coffin slowly walked out of the coffin, his eyes almost touching my face. He said in a tone that I was very familiar with: "I didn't tell you, how long do you plan to sleep?"

When did you sleep? Am I dreaming? I looked at him nervously, was it Hao Wenming?

Hao Wenming, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stood up and spoke like Fatty Sun: "Hao Tou, you can't do that, it won't have any effect, you need some strong medicine...

"

What kind of strong medicine? Before I could react, I heard a "pop" sound, followed by a burning pain on my face.

"Who hit me!" I shouted angrily and opened my eyes. The scene changed the moment I opened my eyes. Hao Wenming and the other three were surrounding me. My head was dizzy and I felt familiar, but I just couldn't think of it.

Get up, where is this place... Was I dreaming just now? How could this feeling be so real?

I don't know when, the three of them carried me out of the main tomb chamber. I took a moment to recognize that I was now lying in a small chamber with a stone cage. When I looked up, I saw Fatty Sun holding up his palm, preparing to hit me a second time.

.I glared at Fatty Sun: "Sun Dasheng, why did you hit me!"

Maybe I didn't expect that I would open my eyes suddenly. Fatty Sun was frightened, but he immediately said innocently: "Are you asleep? How could I hit you? Lazi, you fell asleep just now, now

I still can’t tell the difference between dreams and reality.”

"You didn't hit me? Then why are you holding your paws up? Also, why is my face so tight? And so hot?"

"You don't care if I raise my hand? Did you fall asleep on your face just now? Did it hit something?" Fatty Sun said as he rolled his eyelids. He was obviously retaliating for the slaps I gave him earlier.

Although I suffered the loss of being dumb, my heart was churning: Did I fall asleep just now? How could it be so real? Although I was still a little dizzy, I saw Hao Wenming and the others standing in front of me calmly, even now

Dreamland, I wish I could never sleep again.

"Okay, Lazi, just wake up." Po Jun came to smooth things over.

I still don’t know what happened. When I was a soldier, in order to hone my fighting will as a sniper, I survived five days and five nights without sleeping. It was impossible for me to fall asleep and not even notice it.

I also had such a nightmare: "What happened just now? How could I fall asleep?"

Before Po Jun could speak, Fatty Sun said first, "You weren't sleeping. You were suffering from sleepwalking. In your dream, you pulled out a gun and fired several shots."

His words startled me. I touched my lower back out of habit, and it turned out to be empty. Only then did I realize that my gun was in Po Jun's hand. When he saw the look in my eyes, he hesitated.

Give me the pistol back.

I checked. The barrel of the gun was still hot, and the smell of gunpowder still lingered in the barrel. Hao Wenming stood beside him without any intention of refuting. Most likely, Fatty Sun was not lying to me: "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

You didn’t suffer from sleepwalking before? Why did you shoot?"

"I'm not hurt, I'm just scared by you." The speaker was Fatty Sun. His voice trembled slightly when he talked about passing by, as if he was still a little scared: "After you smelled the smoke, you fell asleep standing up.

, I was talking while sleeping, and as I was talking, I was shooting, and I fired four or five shots. One bullet flew close to my hair. Lazi, what on earth were you dreaming about?

"

I didn't answer him, but asked: "We all smelled it, how come you are okay?"

Po Jun smiled bitterly: "That was your hallucination. The corpse in the bronze coffin was smeared with soul-moving incense. You were the closest. When I found it, I wanted to remind you that it was already too late, so I said it."

"The soul-walking incense? In the copper coffin? No, I smelled the smoke in the dark room under the copper coffin. It was also the oil lamp lit by Sun Dasheng. Hao Tou still stopped him, but he was a little slower.

You still lit the oil lamp." I was afraid that they wouldn't understand, so I made gestures while speaking.

"What are you talking about?" Po Jun's eyebrows were twisted into knots. It seemed that he thought I was still asleep, so he told me how I was knocked unconscious. The soul-walking incense is supposed to prevent tomb robbers.

It is usually smeared on the body of the corpse. After inhaling the incense, hallucinations will occur. There has been a case in the past. A gang of tomb robbers inhaled a large amount of incense while robbing a tomb, causing all the gang members to hallucinate and then go crazy.

, died after fighting with each other.

Just now when Po Jun and I were pushing the lid of the coffin, a crack was exposed, and Po Jun noticed something was wrong. When he wanted to remind me, I had already started dancing and talking to myself. The incense in the bronze coffin started to burn.

After that, I couldn't stay in the main tomb chamber, so the three of them put a lot of effort into leading me into this small chamber.

"We can't go back to the main tomb, so what should we do now?" I asked Hao Wenming. Since I woke up, he hasn't spoken much, only checking the time on his watch from time to time.

"It's almost done. The soul-walking incense should have evaporated almost. Let's go back to the main tomb and have a look." Hao Wenming looked at the time and said,

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