Chapter 22: Going to the Grave Again
When he woke up in the early morning, Mo Sheng was roasting steamed buns with a fire. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info The fire reflected on her face, full of excitement. Mo Sheng laughed at whether his soul was attracted back by the aroma of roasted buns. Ling Chen scratched her head embarrassedly.
"When we're full, we'll go to the grave tonight!" Mo Sheng handed him a steamed bun that had been roasted long ago with dead branches. The forest is quiet, and there may be only two of them who can breathe and panting.
"Where's the master?" Early in the morning, look around.
"Go back!" Mo Sheng chewed with a special appetite, "Let's go down first this time, we don't have to wait for those foreigners, they will also be sent to death when they come." ”
Ling Chen nodded suddenly, he suddenly checked his clothes, and touched his body up and down again, "Am I not injured?" "He remembered that the crows had scratched his handsome face! He patted his cheek with his hand.
"That's an illusion!" Mo Sheng shrugged his shoulders and patted the soil on his body, "Let's go!" ”
"I haven't eaten buns yet!" Ling Chen puffed up and took a bite of the roasted black and mushy bun.
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They found the location, and there was indeed an iron gate encrusted with gems, and there was a small thief's hole next to it.
Mo Sheng reminded Ling Chen, "Hold the cinnabar and yellow fu in your hands." She glanced up at the moonlight, and she wondered what was going on in this tomb.
They slowly descended to the bottom of the tomb, a breath of rotting corpses. All of them were dead, some of them had long since turned to bones. Maggots wriggled back and forth over the decomposing corpses, making people sick. How can there be so many dead people here? The long sound of the flute came from the dark tomb, and the aftermath was endless. This music, she seems to have heard it, she heard it in Bai Linyi's past dream, the woman gently stroked the piano for him, this is the song. She followed the sound of the flute and involuntarily moved forward.
"Mo Sheng!" The anxious cry in the early morning, how is it raining, dripping on his face, cold to the bone, making his spine numb, he wiped his face with the back of his hand, sticky and not like words, it was blood. He looked up, and a bloody corpse was lying on the stone wall above it, staring at scarlet eyes, blood pouring from his mouth. His hair was like a clump of withered grass, and his body was shriveled. Mo Sheng is long gone, "His grandmother's!" "Why are you entangled in a bloody corpse?
This tomb is not big, but it is like the one guarding the Five Smoke Mountain. This is a tomb to accompany the burial, Mo Sheng simply guessed.
After a while, she came to the main tomb, and the sound of the flute was cut off when she walked here.
A crystal coffin, a luxurious crystal coffin. She has never been so curious in her life, and when she came here and saw the person lying in the coffin, she really wanted to say Mo Sheng, you died of your curiosity. The person buried in the coffin was the person Bai Linyi thought about day and night, he should never have dreamed that the person he thought about day and night was close at hand. The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but I am buried next to you, and you don't know it.
Mo Sheng's mind had more and more questions, why was she buried here? Could it be that her spirit had led her here? Why did the two tombs involve those foreigners, who will give her a reasonable explanation.
"Mo Sheng, this bloody corpse has become a sperm!" In the early hours of the morning, he ran and crashed, embarrassed, this is a total of two tombs, those monsters are willing to attack him, is he too weak?