Chapter 213: Dry Bones Under the Coffin
You know, in this underground secret room, there was a sudden sound of voice, not to mention how exciting the feeling was, and it scared me into goosebumps.
But the owner of this voice sounds a bit like a fat man.
I slowly turned my head away, and sure enough, I saw his big face.
"Yu Pang, why did you come so slowly? I arrived a long time ago. I asked tentatively, "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you here." ”
Suddenly, a cool breeze hit me, and I shivered a little.
"What's wrong? Can't I slow down?"
As I expected, the fat man in front of me was really led away by my false words.
Again, I looked the fat man up and down with questioning eyes.
Well, the body type is the same.
"What's the matter, Wu Ming, do you suspect that I'm not real? I know everything about you and you, you and that girl. ”
When the fat man said that in front of me, there was a trace of envy and jealousy in his eyes.
Hearing this, I glared at him and interrupted him directly.
This fat guy is the one I first met in the dorm. I had the impression that the fat man would never remember these images.
Sure enough, his appearance is not accidental, but I can't expose the matter yet, all the secrets should be related.
"It's okay, give me a hand, my legs are a little numb. ”
Judging that he was not fat, I suddenly had an idea, since the fake is there, then the real one is also there. Follow him first, and that's it.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with me thinking so, but I ignored one problem, that is, the fat man in front of me was not ordinary.
I followed the fat man and walked towards me. When I looked back at the mural again, I couldn't see anything clearly.
"Wu Ming, don't let your life go! this place is not so easy. There have been a lot of people before... Uh, nothing. ”
As the fat man walked, his body suddenly trembled, his hands slammed behind his back, and he squatted down without telling me half a minute.
As soon as I didn't pay attention, he tripped and fell forward.
This fall bounced out the flare in the bag. A blinding white light bloomed in front of me, my eyes lit up, my head buzzed, and I could see blurry where I could see.
The explosion was so loud that I couldn't hear anything else, and the sharp pain in my eardrum made me roll back and forth.
I don't know how long this feeling lasted.
I shook my body, and just as I was about to stand, I felt something cold against my back, my thirsty lips closed slightly, a red light flashed over my head, and I subconsciously closed my eyes.
However, I don't know what is behind me. When I closed my eyes, something behind me grabbed me.
The fat man disappeared under my nose, and the same plan I had laid out around him was declared bankrupt.
There were a lot of strange things in the blur behind me, and I could feel them anyway, and they gradually enveloped me in them, perhaps as strange as the black fog before.
At this moment, my eyes were dark, my limbs were weak, as if I had only one breath falling, and the blurred black mist seemed to stop my breathing, and just when I thought I was going to die, suddenly the severed finger of my right hand glowed. I gritted my teeth and broke it off, strangely I didn't feel the pain, maybe I was dying and my body was numb.
"This, really, is a failure. ”
Suddenly, I saw the severed finger turn into a light, and I reached out to touch it, but I was blocked by a large, hard object.
I was short of breath and my body gradually regained a little bit of consciousness, at least to simply move my fingers.
The pungent smell made me very uncomfortable, and when I woke up, my eyes were half open, and after paying attention to it, I found myself lying in a coffin, and something under me was pressing against my waist, which was very uncomfortable.
What else could be in this coffin, maybe it was a dry bone.
That huge, hard thing was the lid of the coffin.
I couldn't turn over, I didn't know if I was still in a dream, thinking about it, I couldn't bear it, I threw up.
Originally, I was lying on my back, and vomiting should have been nauseous. But my vomit saved me.
I spit out nothing else, but the black mist I had inhaled earlier. As soon as the black mist came out, it rose up and touched the coffin lid.
A large hole appeared in the hard coffin lid, and I finally saw where the light was coming from.
"It's over, it's over, it's big this time, Sun Yong, take a look, who is lying in this coffin?"
What I saw was the fat man's big face, and the oil lamp he was carrying.
"Fatty, don't make a fuss. Wu Ming just called us. There's no way he's going to get here so soon. Besides, how could he hide ...... I'll go, Wu Ming! Ghost, ghost..."
I saw Sun Yong's figure again from that hole, and I knew I was here to face Lin Fang.
"You, two. Don't hurry up, get me out. ”
I deliberately lowered my voice to create a terrifying atmosphere.
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the two of them talking about something, and just as I was about to listen carefully, I suddenly felt the dry bones under me move.
"There's no time to explain, pull me up first. ”
I panicked, and it worked. The fat man lifted the lid of the coffin and dragged me out.
"My good girl, it's really you, Wu Ming, you came here quickly, and you appeared surprisingly. I've served you. ”
Hearing the fat man's boasting, I didn't have words. Instead, she stared at the dry bones in the coffin, and just now, she moved.
"Fatty, come and see, it's so strange why Wu Ming has a knife stuck in his back, but there is blood in front of him. ”
Sun Yong suddenly pulled out the knife that was stuck behind me and shook his head in confusion. I didn't feel the slightest pain behind me. It's just that the blood is flowing endlessly.
Due to the previous illusion, I have to think of the words of Xuan Xinyu when he assumed the name Minghuang before.
Kill me and you will live.
Don't?
"Not good. Sun Yong, throw the knife away. ”
"Throw the knife away? Wu Ming, what's wrong with you. This knife ......"
Sun Yong looked at me and asked strangely. At the same time, I saw that his right index finger had become as rotten as iron, so I didn't think about it, so I took the knife from Sun Yong's hand and cut off that index finger at once.
Sun Yong didn't have time to shout, and I kicked him to the ground.
"Hurry up, throw that finger into the coffin, seal the coffin. ”
When I saw that the fat man didn't respond, I squatted down, picked up Sun Yong's severed finger, and threw it into the coffin.
"The wood floats out when it meets the water, and the clouds cover the sun and strike the iron. This sentence suddenly flashed through my mind, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with this meeting at all.
"Wu Ming, behind you?"
At this time, the fat man didn't know if he was too nervous, or if he saw something in front of him that he shouldn't see, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, but fortunately, the position he was standing was not very far from me, and I could still hear the buzzing movement.
Just as I was about to turn around to take a look, a hand had silently touched my shoulder, and I could feel a constant heat converging behind me.