I Woke Up Pregnant With An Undead’s Child

Distant from the flashlight, I couldn't see the head, it was very deep. From there, there was still a cool breeze blowing up, not a sealed space.

Zhang Qiu didn't know whether Qixi and Erqi were here, but this broken temple couldn't be hidden at a glance. The director said that he was running here. "Or will it go first?"

Distinguished to look back at the few people behind, "follow it or stay on it?"

The director looked at the neck and looked at the hole. Sensen’s coldness made him retract his neck. He had just experienced life and death. The director didn’t really want to go down. It’s dangerous to see it black. Who knows if it will climb again? Monsters come, but it’s dangerous to stay where they are, and there are those monsters in the distance.

"That, maybe the people you are looking for are not here, look around and look for it?" The director whispered, he didn't want to go down, he didn't want to stay on it, and he didn't want to be the best in this.

"I don't go down, I want to stay here waiting for my older brother." Aishan said.

The young girl next to her also nodded as soon as she heard it. She really didn't want to go round again, just wanted to go home soon. The director looked at Ai Shan's strong physique. Although he couldn't compare his long hair but he was good at dealing with monsters, he quickly said, "I won't go down, the province will drag you down."

Lu Feng and Huating are sure to go down. Zhang Qiu divides their food into a few points. Some of them are left to Aishan. The rest of him and Huating each have some backs. Each person’s pocket is filled with beef jerky and water. This is going down.

The crossing was narrow and long, and the head was separated. Zhangqiu followed behind and the **** was very steep. They walked ten meters and the **** became more and more gentle. At the end, they tended to level. The whole passage was paved with slate, the sanding was very smooth and smooth, and there was no gap between them. It was wide and high. Only one road passed straight ahead, and the black paint could not see the head.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhang Qiu’s legs are sour, and Huating’s breath is thick.

"The rest will be in place." Distinguished.

Zhang Qiu sat down on the floor and knocked on the sour leg. "How do I feel that I have been away for a long time?" His mobile phone didn't know where to lose it.

Huating listened to the sports watch with his wrist on his head and said, "Take two hours and forty minutes."

It took only two hours. Zhang Qiu is now physically better than before. The two-hour journey will not be so tired, but he really feels that he has gone for a long time and said his feelings. "Do you say that there will be something like the second one?" Does the magnetic field disturb the watch?"

Shaking his head, sitting at Zhang Qiu at the same time, reaching for Zhang Qiu and squatting, said: "You have a role in your heart, you can't see your head in front. We just didn't talk, just look around, and the subconscious will feel that time has passed. ”

Lu Feng and Huating also sat down to rest, Zhang Qiu took out the food, everyone took a break, added the physical strength, and continued to leave.

On the way, Zhang Qiu and Huating had a sneak peek and said this, the time passed quickly, and it was not too tired to walk. Finally, I saw that the front was no longer dark and shiny, and Zhang Qiu was particularly excited. "We have finally arrived."

Everyone stepped up, Zhang Qiu went to see the situation in front of him, and just excitedly laughed and stiffened.

"It's a dead end." Lu Feng voiced with a deep disappointment.

The top stone wall is painted with murals, colorful, and faint light in the dark. The content of the painting is a woman, dressed in the western style, full and round, and the belt is like dancing, the face is very enjoyable, but Zhang Qiu always feels weird and can't say the sense of violation.

"Eyes." Separated and said.

Zhang Qiu’s subconscious mind is in the eyes of the painting, and his head is blurred in an instant.

[Do you think that disparity really likes you? 】

[He is just using you, idiot. 】

[kill him, kill him...]

who is it? Who is talking in his ear.

[Come on! Take him away! 】

[Divorce, don't--]

The picture in the brain freezes in a pair of thick, bleak eyes, staring at him with sternness, as if to smash him.

Zhang Qiu’s head was sore and painful, and his head was stunned. The reality and the picture just filled his head, and there was a decisive sound in his ear.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Zhang Qiu looked up and just slammed into the disparate eyes and squatted.

"What do you want? It's just painful, is it hurt?"

In the eyes of disparity, there is no disguise of care. I suddenly separate from the stern eyes of the picture. Zhang Qiu shook his head. "I am on this eye, my head is dizzy, and there are people talking."

"Then don't look at it."

Huating also has a lingering beside him. "I just found out that something is wrong. The woman in this mural looks very enjoyable, but her eyes are full of indifference and struggling pain. I looked at my eyes all--"

"What's wrong?" Lu Feng saw Huating's expression was not right, and he calmed down: "No matter what you look at, there are problems in this area, there will be nothing, it is an illusion."

Huating tightly pulled the hand of Lu Feng. "I just saw that you are dead."

"No, I am still standing in front of you." Lu Feng said Huating.

When I heard the words of Huating, and then looked at Zhang Qiu, who was not in the house, I knew that Zhang Qiu might have seen something else.

"Remember that in the tomb, you see that the pottery will have an illusion. The paint used in this mural should be the same." He took the back of Zhang Qiu's back. "Don't look at him."

Zhang Qiu suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He looked at him with his illusions, especially the eyes of the final disappointment. He looked at him with such a look, and he only used him.

Shaking his head, impossible, he is just an ordinary person, what can he use to distinguish?

Perhaps the difference is that the pigment has a problem. Just now everything is just a fantasy. Zhang Qiu thought about letting himself not tangled, avoiding the woman's eyes in the painting, and shifting attention. "The director said that they came over, but we have only walked to the wall now, and we have not seen them. Now how? Do you want to go back?"

When Zhang Qiu thought that the original road was back, his legs were weak. They spent more than five hours on this road. They were wasted on the road one after another, and people had not found it.

Shifting his head, "Don't go back." He circled around the door and finally looked at the woman's eyes on the wall.

Zhang Qiu was shocked, and he was afraid of the difference. "Don't look at your eyes!"

"Nothing, this has no effect on me." The dissenting hand knocked twice on the wall, and the squeaking sound sounded empty. "It's hollow, there is a place behind it."

"How to enter? Shouldn't it be smashed?" Zhang Qiu did not find any buttons after sweeping a circle. The painting was also flat and there were no bumps around.

"We are in the desert now, and the road is covered with slate. If there is a collision, the slate will bury the sand and it will be buried. It can't be hard." After the disguise, I stepped on the stone wall, and it was clear and slippery. At the foot, he stepped on the steady.

The whole body was stuck in the triangle, and one hand gently stroked into the two eyes, and saw the sound of the cymbal, and the stone wall slowly opened.

Inside is still a martyrdom, still dark, Zhangqiu shines a circle, there are bright strokes on the stone wall, away from Zhang Qiu, so that the small zombies do not run around, Lu Feng and Huating walk behind.

The murals are colorful and vivid, depicting a prosperous country in the desert. The men here are strong and powerful, the women are rich and beautiful, the children are lively and lovely, and the rich and powerful scenes are outlined.

The grandeur of the city's architecture, the murals in front of it are all living and prospering to praise the country's grandeur.

When I got to the back, the color of the mural became gray and gray, and the whole picture was especially suppressed. How beautiful the scene was, nowadays like the purgatory of the world, the skinny woman, the big head of the child with the slender limbs The men's blood flows into the river, and the city is covered with black mist.

This country has exhausted.

The people are not reconciled, they want their country to be rich and strong again, and the Queen builds the Queen's mausoleum with the power of the whole nation.

Zhang Qiu thought that the true **** of the body was dead and buried, but the mural was not like this. The queen was a young girl dressed up with fear in her eyes and was sent to the tomb in the coffin.

Her people cheered and bowed to the mausoleum, and the murals were gone.

"This is the mausoleum of the Queen." Zhang Qiu did not expect that it was a mausoleum, especially the Queen was sealed in the coffin, and the goose bumps were all up.

Hu Ting thought that the tomb of the general was also alive and sealed. Although he had no memory, he could feel some despair and pain when translating the text on the coffin board.

The murals are only five or six meters long, followed by the dome arches, the bright red pillars, and the stone monuments are engraved with three words. Zhang Qiu can't recognize them. Hua Ting glanced at his head. "It's an old saying, I don't understand." ”

Although I can't recognize it, the times are far away. They continued to move forward. This time the martyrdom became narrow and slender, and the bricks on the soles of the feet were paved with white jade, all the way to the head, but the distance of ten meters was another small door.

The small door is white jade, carved with the look of the queen, and a pair of eyes staring at them.

Zhang Qiu was stared at by this look. "Have you found out that the temperature is cold?"

The desert temperature is very different. When they go down the pit, it will be about 4 o'clock in the morning. Calculating the time, it should be more than 11 o'clock in the morning, and the temperature in this pit is getting lower and lower. It is much colder than the beginning. .

"I smell the smell of my brother."

Zhang Qiu suddenly remembered a voice, suddenly appeared in this closed black place, scared Zhang Qiu jump, the bell next to the illusion has come out of the entity, and eagerly stared at the small door, "Brother is inside, I smell Arrived, really, adults."

The bell said that he couldn't resist pushing the jade door, and the figure quickly disappeared into the door. A bright light came out through the door. He held the dagger in the other hand, and the other hand held Zhangqiu, followed by the back. .

This is a huge burial chamber. The light is constantly spilling over the top of the head. The entire burial chamber is clearly visible. A golden coffin is parked in the middle, facing the black pillar at the rear. The tied indigo is nailed. Above, the pillars on the side of the side are Qi Xi Hui and the original shape of Qixi.

Blood stained the entire column and gathered through the pattern on the ground to the middle of the golden coffin.

"See you again, and you are different."