Daomu Biji

I yelled and pulled my hand back as a reflex. Touching something you can't explain in the dark is the most annoying thing, and if I touch that hand, I feel that the owner of this hand must be dead. , because of the cold and swollen skin, I can't feel any life.

I suddenly remembered that I still had some fire sticks on me, so I hurriedly shot one. By the light of the fire, I saw a corpse lying there. There was a big wound on his stomach, and there were many corpses surrounding the wound. Each of these corpses is as big as my palm and is cyan in color. From time to time, there are some smaller corpses crawling out of his mouth and eye holes.

I felt sick. This man seemed to have been dead for about a week. He must have been the victim of the previous tomb-robbing team. Did he die here because he discovered the mechanism? Thinking of this, I hurriedly found the battery by using the light of the fire that was about to go out, and put it into the miner's lamp. It turned on again. I breathed a sigh of relief. The boss said that this miner's lamp can withstand an impact of more than 3 meters. It seems that it really can't. Lied to me!

With the light, I looked around. There was nothing in this place. It was very simple. It was a square cellar, surrounded by irregular stone walls. There were many vent-like holes on the wall. I don't know where the darkness leads, and some cool breeze blows from those holes from time to time.

I immediately checked the body. It was a middle-aged man, about 40 years old. His abdomen was torn and it looked like he had fatal injuries. He was wearing a camouflage uniform with bulging pockets. I took out a wallet with some money in it and a note from the station. I continued to touch and found a wallet on his belt buckle. A steel seal with a line of numbers engraved on it: 02200059. There was nothing else to prove his identity.

I put his wallet in my pocket, planning to study it myself when I got out.

The architectural style here is very similar to the ancient tombs of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and it is a bit like a temporary escape passage. I think it is unlikely that someone would build a tomb on top of someone else's tomb. Maybe this is where the tomb builders left it for themselves. The way out!

In ancient times, especially during the Warring States Period, if you participated in the construction of noble tombs, you would be dead, either poisoned or buried alive with the corpses. However, the wisdom of the working people cannot be ignored, and most craftsmen will give I made a secret passage for myself so that I could escape. I scanned it with a light, and sure enough I saw a very narrow door on the wall on one side, but this door was still a little high from the ground. There was a wooden ladder below. It was completely rotten. I estimated the height. It was impossible for me to jump up. At this time, I saw a face suddenly protruding from the passage.

When I saw it, I couldn't help but be overjoyed and shouted: "Pan Zi! It's me!"

Panzi was startled and saw me, but instead of showing any expression of joy, he almost fell down from the passage as if he had seen something terrifying.

I was just wondering when Pan Zi suddenly took out his gun and pointed it directly at me. I couldn't figure it out. Why did Pan Zi regard me as a rice dumpling? I died unjustly now! I yelled: "It's me, Panzi! What the hell are you doing?"

It was as if Pan Zi didn't hear it. There was a loud noise. The gunshot was surprisingly loud in the hole. The bullet almost whizzed past my ear and hit something behind me. It was a bubble. Something fishy smelled and splashed on the back of my head. I turned around suddenly and saw several blue giants lying on the wall, and several big ones were looking up with murderous intent. Some of them have climbed to the ceiling above my head, only ten centimeters away from my head.

I was just about to take a few steps back and stay away from these big bugs. Suddenly, two bugs on the wall flew over like springs and were in front of me almost at once. At the same time, there were two loud noises and two bugs. The bullet flew over my head and exploded these two bugs in the air. It was really explosive.

My face was covered in bodily fluids from the bugs. At this time, I heard Pan Zi shouting, "I'm almost out of bullets. What the hell are you doing standing there stupidly? Run over here quickly!"

With Pan Zi as my backer, I felt more at ease. I turned around and ran away. Pan Zi fired another shot and probably blew up another one. I had reached the base of the wall at this time. Pan Zi stretched out his hand and I Tiao Zheng grabbed his hand. Fortunately, the stone wall was very rough and I had somewhere to put my feet. Pan Zi only pulled me up and I went up. Before I could stand still, Pan Zi's short guns came out from under my crotch. Another shot, and the bullet casing jumped out and hit my butt. I screamed and almost fainted. He yelled: "Your grandfather wants to castrate me!"

Pan Zi scolded, "Damn it, of course your * and your life are important!"

I suddenly found that the miner's lamp was no longer in my hand. I looked back and found that it had fallen below. The light source was surrounded by corpses of all sizes, a large green mass. I didn't know where they crawled out. Ask Pan Zi: "How many bullets do you have left?"

He touched his pocket, took out one, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "There is also a glory bomb." Before he finished speaking, a corpse had jumped onto the stone path and made a "squeak, squeak" sound at us.

After all, Pan Zi had been a soldier, and his ability to adapt to emergencies was not a problem. He directly changed the gun into a hammer, took the gun holder, and used the wooden gun butt as a hammer head. In one fell swoop, he flattened the insect and kicked it. We went down, but this was not a long-term solution at all. More bugs climbed up. We kicked and knocked, but a few crawled on us, and the barbed claws took away a lot of skin and flesh in one go.

I said to Pan Zi, "Let's run, there are so many people that we can't stop." Pan Zi asked, where are we going? I pointed to the back and said, "There must be an exit behind this. Look at this tunnel. It was definitely used by tomb builders in ancient times to escape. As long as you run along this, you will definitely be able to get out."

Pan Zi cursed, "Shit, you nerds just think everything in the book is right. Let me tell you, I've walked all over this road. It's basically a maze. I finally got to this place and I feel a little better." If we go back further, we don’t know how long we will be wandering around!”

I was startled and wondered whether I had guessed wrong, but in this situation, I had no choice but to think about it carefully. I saw more and more bugs and shouted, "That's better than feeding the bugs here!"

At this time, there was suddenly another grunt, and another person fell from the secret door above. He was pressing on the insects. The sudden impact made the insects retreat in fear. The person stood up and cursed: "My ass is like, damn, what kind of door is this? Why does it open downwards?" He looked around with a flashlight and shouted, "Damn! What the hell! Why are there so many bugs!!"

When we took a look, we found that we were really on the wrong side of the road. This was not the model gold thief who had just scared us at the main tomb.

The corpses had already gathered around again, very quickly. This man was quite powerful. He used the flashlight as a wolf's head, hitting one at a time, but it didn't work at all. Immediately, his back was covered with bugs, as if he was killing a pig. He screamed and reached behind to pull off the bugs. At this time, Pan Zi suddenly took out all the fire sticks in his arms, lit them all, and then jumped down. There was no time to stop.

He rolled on the spot and fell to the side of the boy. The corpses were afraid of fire, so they all jumped away. However, the fire sticks were not a long-term ignition tool at all, and with the continuous movement just now, the fire was They were very small. Pan Zi shouted: "Do you have any more here?" I touched my arms and there were still a few left. I was worried and thought, Damn it, I'll risk it all and follow Pan's example. He jumped like that, but unfortunately he was not very good at it, so he just ate shit like a dog. The fire fold in his hand fell out of his hands and fell into the pile of corpses. Pan Zi cursed: "My grandpa, aren't you trying to kill me?"

I hurriedly got up and ran to them. The corpses were afraid of catching fire and did not dare to attack them for a while. But as the fire became darker and darker, their surrounding circle became smaller and smaller. I couldn't help but swallow. I vomited and thought to myself: "Looks like we have to stop eating."