028 The fate of the showgirl

In a hurry, Xiao Hei, who was hugged by the walking corpse, could only kick his legs hard, and threw the walking corpse from his thighs to his toes in one fell swoop. However, the walking corpse's iron claws still grabbed his ankles, and he didn't lose his hand.

The stone gate continues to rotate and is about to close. Black's upper body had already rushed into the secret room, and only his right foot was still exposed. "Hurry up and pull him in!" Yi Xiangxi hissed and roared. At this moment, the hand of the walking corpse and Xiao Hei's right leg were caught by the stone gate at the same time!

"Ahh The moment the stone door was pressed, Xiao Hei let out a short scream.

At the same time, the four women in the secret room grabbed Xiao Hei's shoulders with eight hands at the same time, and worked together to pull Xiao Hei in one go.

After a few crunches of overlapping bones, Blackie and the walking corpse's severed hands fell into the chamber at the same time. Immediately after that, there was a "boom", and the stone door finally closed again. This time, everyone was in the chamber.

The black-pressed walking corpse threw itself outside the stone gate and howled, constantly grabbing and slamming the door with his hands, but it was only in vain. They don't know that the revolving door can't be pushed hard, but that it has to be skillful. A large group like them pressed up, but the stone gate was pressed tightly.

Yi Xiangxi, who is capable of doing things, lit the exorcism piece and threw it directly to the door. There is no incense burner, and that is the only way. The fragrant scent wafted out from the cracks in the stone door, and in a few moments, the clamor of the walking corpses outside became quieter.

After it was quiet outside, the sound of Xiao Hei hugging his legs** became extremely clear. He couldn't stand up anymore, so he had to slowly move to a corner of the wall to check the injury at his ankle. Fortunately, he was not bitten or scratched by the walking corpse, but was only caught by the stone gate.

"Are you alright?" Shen Yan'er hurriedly leaned over and asked with concern. When I looked down, I saw that the ankle joints were deformed. One side is slightly dented, and the other side is pushed out high. The shoes were covered with white ash by the stone door, and the soles were cracked.

Xiao Hei shook his head at Shen Yan'er, biting his lip, and couldn't help but cry out in pain, but there was an intermittent sound of pain between his teeth. Fortunately, the medical kit and weapon box had already been prepared in the secret room, and Kou Xuebing had already buried his head in it to find something to use.

Shen Yan'er carefully helped Xiao Hei take off her shoes, and then rolled up her trouser legs a little bit to expose the injured area. Purple-black bruises could be seen rapidly spilling under the skin, as if they had been shaken with a soot-stained hand.

The visual impact produced in an instant frightened Shen Yan'er shuddered. I don't know why, I always feel that those bruises are unusually black, exuding an ominous aura.

Just when Shen Yan'er was wondering, Kou Xuebing had already carried the tools and trotted to Xiao Hei's side. What Shen Yan'er didn't expect was that she was holding an arm-thick dog beating stick in her hand.

Shen Yan'er was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself that she was okay, what was she doing with a dog beating stick? Seeing Kou Xuebing's fierce face, it was hard not to suspect that she was about to pick up the stick and smash it head-on at Xiao Hei.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yan'er immediately became alert and subconsciously blocked Xiao Hei.

Kou Xuebing didn't say a word, she directly lifted Shen Yan'er, then turned the stick sideways, and stuffed it into Xiao Hei's mouth from under the veil extremely roughly. Immediately after, she bent over and squatted on the ground, grabbed Xiao Hei's injured ankle without asking, and twisted it hard.

Suddenly, I only heard a crisp sound of "click", and Xiao Hei, who was biting the dog stick, squeezed out a dull ** from between his teeth, leaving two deep tooth marks on the stick, and the pain made cold sweat break out on his forehead. However, after this momentary sharp pain, the endless pain just now was alleviated a lot.

All of Kou Xuebing's movements are coherent and smooth, all in one go. Before Shen Yan'er and Xiao Hei could react, the misplaced bones had already been brought back to their original positions. Then, she used two straight rod-shaped blow arrows as splints, and tied them firmly to the sides of Xiao Hei's injured ankles with strips of abrasive cloth.

"It will take ten days and half a month to fully recover, to say the least, what should you do now?" Kou Xuebing stroked Xiao Hei's injury, raised her head and asked indifferently.

The most feared thing in the mass grave is injury, Xiao Hei with such an injury, not only can he not run, but he must also rely on others to help him walk. If it is an ordinary martial arts competition, there is a way to withdraw from the competition as a last resort, but in the mass grave, it is either life or death, and there is no qualification to retire.

Xiao Hei lowered his head and did not speak, quietly staring at the injured place on his foot.

Shen Yan'er was also anxious for him. It's only the second day, and the journey is less than halfway, dragging this injured leg, how to go on the road behind? What made Shen Yan'er most unhappy was that Xiao Hei was injured in order to save her and Ah Zhen. Shen Yan'er, who didn't know what she could do for him, could only take out a handkerchief and wipe the cold sweat off his forehead for him.

Ah Zhen on the side said weakly: "Then can you leave him here to rest, and then rescue him when the Imperial Forest Army reopens the mass grave nine days later?" ”

At this time, Ah Zhen was sitting in the corner of the wall to help Xiao Hei mend his shoes. Fortunately, even the needle and thread were prepared in the universal supply box, but not for sewing clothes, but for mending whip and mesh weapons. The needle is large and the thread is thick, so it is just right to use it to mend shoes.

"Wait for someone to come to the rescue?" Kou Xuebing let out a cold snort contemptuously, "You are really daydreaming. The last names of the show girls who entered the mass graves in the past dynasties either appeared on the list of those who entered the palace for the re-examination, or appeared on the death list posted in the Beijing City Fair. ”

was yelled at by Kou Xuebing, Ah Zhen didn't dare to say anything anymore, and obediently buried her head in mending her shoes.

Shen Yan'er continued: "I heard that although the Imperial Forest Army can rescue a small number of wounded people from mass graves every year, those wounded are not sent back to their hometowns, but are concentrated in a certain place for treatment, and in the end few survive, most of them are dead. The names of these show girls will also be listed on the death list and announced to the world. ”

"I can tell you a definite number on this point." At this time, Yi Xiangxi also came over and joined the discussion, "The number of wounded people who survived and returned home safely in the end is zero. Even if he is rescued, he will die in Huangquan not long after. Whether it was a natural death or another cause is unknown. ”

Yi Xiangxi, as the leader of the Wei family, these words from her mouth were particularly convincing. Shen Yan'er and Ah Zhen were both so frightened that they shivered, and Kou Xuebing's face became more and more stern. At this moment, the same terrifying speculation came to their minds.

Shen Yan'er lamented in a low voice: "No wonder Phoenix Nanhua said at the beginning that there are only two endings for the show girls who enter the mass grave, either enter the palace as a concubine or die here, there is no third possibility." If they want to keep the secret of the walking dead, they must kill people. ”