Oh my god, this is terrible, it won't be so decaying, it fell into the dumpling nest and the rat's nest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the squeak of the rat vanished after a few moments, and the place became dead quiet again, and even after a long time the shadows behind me did nothing to harm me.

The darkness makes me feel uneasy, and if I stay motionless in the dark, I guess I'll go crazy with cranky thoughts.

I gave myself the courage to turn on the flashlight again, the light bulb in the flashlight mirror seemed to be in poor contact, I broke the lens and re-tightened the bulb, the small bulb really lit up, I quickly screwed on the lens, turned around and shone behind me.

This photo, Mom, I sat on the ground in fright, looking at the things in front of me in fear.

An emaciated figure like a bamboo pole stood motionless behind me, a man who might not be called a human being, for it was covered with a layer of tight, dark flesh wrapped around the skeleton, like a sun-dried person fixed to the ground. The expression on its face was extremely hideous and fearful, with unwillingness and pain, its eye sockets were deep, the flesh of its cheeks was completely dehydrated and turned into shriveled and tight flesh on its face, and the most terrifying thing was that its limbs were extremely slender, all of which looked skinny and bone-like.

After I saw the figure behind me, I breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a dry corpse, and my soul was almost scared away.

Then I looked behind the dried corpse, and suddenly my eyes were about to pop out, and as far as the light could reach, countless dried corpses like this were piled up in this small space.

My scalp was numb again, like countless ants were biting at the same time, and I continued to retreat, but my hands also touched the body of the dried corpse, and I jumped up from the ground in fright.

If I had to describe this horrible place, I can only describe it as a mound, countless dried corpses piled up in this underground pit, corpses crawling corpses, corpses piling corpses, stacked as high as a hill, in the distance, under my feet and all around, there are countless dried corpses, as if it is like an abyss of ten thousand burials, an extremely inhumane corpse mound.

The corpses were piled up so so densely that I couldn't even figure out where I was.

The intense rancid smell and the death in the air almost suffocated me, and I didn't realize it when I couldn't see it before, but when I saw these images, my scalp was about to explode, let alone breathe.

And where I fell before, the reason why the ground felt soft was because I rushed into countless piles of dried corpses when I fell.

If this place were ten thousand dry bones, I might not be so afraid, but in front of me are countless dried corpses, dried corpses are difficult to decompose, just like a dried old bacon buried in the soil, unless it is eaten by insects and fungi, it is difficult to decay.

This kind of behavior of treating people as dried corpses of bacon is extremely inhumane in my opinion, and I feel creepy, and a sense of fear rises from the bottom of my heart.

Among the mountains of dried corpses, how many of them were alive......

I didn't dare to think about it, the picture inside the mound was so terrifying that there was hardly a gap in the eye that could be stepped on, let alone find an exit here.

What the hell is this? Finally figured out why Captain Hu Wan didn't appear in the crystal coffin.

It turned out that he had accidentally touched the mechanism and fell into this grave.

But how did the dried corpse run to the crystal coffin and lie down, could it be that the dry corpse here climbed up by itself?

I strangled it, when I stayed alone in a terrible environment, I really didn't dare to think nonsense, thinking that the dried corpse would crawl into the crystal coffin by itself, goosebumps all over my body.

I turned my head to look behind me at the passage where I had fallen, and saw a round black cavern about the height of a man in the tomb wall, like a large drainage pipe, from which I had fallen.

It was impossible to climb up, and it had already taken me a long time to slide down, let alone climb into a drainage pipe with my bare hands.

It's impossible to go back, I can only calm down and carefully observe the surrounding situation to find a way out, and I don't know if Grandpa and Captain Xie have found a mechanism to save me.

What scared me the most was the squeaking sound just now, like the sound of a mouse, and like the sound of something else, which hadn't squeaked again for a long time.

If something squeaks suddenly, I'm going to go crazy!

If people reach a desperate situation and still do not die, they will find their own way out, and the instinctive desire of human beings to win will be greatly stimulated.

That's what I'm like at this point.

Shining a flashlight on the surrounding tomb wall, I found that it was about 50 square meters, and I couldn't see the situation behind it because of the mountains of dried corpses.

I started to walk to the edge of the tomb wall, because there were relatively few dried corpses at the edge, scattered on the ground.

Almost every step I took was stepping on the corpse of the dry corpse, what color the ground was, the ghost knows, what material only the corpse knew, and walked along the corner of the tomb wall without a single gap.

I walked along the corner of the tomb wall, and stepped on countless dried corpse limbs, as if I were stepping on countless old bacon, and I might even twist my foot if I was not careful.

After walking for a long time, this section of the road is extremely torturous, and it has never been so uncomfortable, who knows if any of the dried corpses that will suddenly step on it will suddenly make an amazing strange scream.

After detouring to the back of the corpse mountain, I saw a cyan stone gate, my eyes suddenly lit up, and I walked quickly to the edge of the stone gate in three steps and two steps, eager to leave this ghost place immediately.

The stone gate is less than two meters high and about one meter wide, and it is not made of white marble, it is an ordinary stone gate.

It's just that I used a flashlight to shine on the stone gate, and found that there were a lot of blood-colored paw prints on the stone door.

Because those blood-colored paw prints seemed to be imprinted by people when they were struggling, the blood-colored marks were stretched very long, and several of these blood marks were dragged from the top of the stone door to the very bottom.

I seemed to be able to see a picture, a man covered in scars and despair, after seeing the door, he wanted to break the door, but something seemed to be dragging him behind him, and the blood-colored palm kept slapping towards the stone door, dragging from the top to the bottom.

Suddenly, a chill rose under my feet, and the tragic image of that time floated in my mind, countless dried corpses suddenly woke up, grabbed the man who wanted to escape, the man knocked on the stone door in despair and frantically, but was finally dragged into the sea of corpses.