These subtle movements almost all happened in an instant.

There is no need for Zhang Meng to explain, everyone who is already very familiar with Ye Jiu certainly knows what it means for the fast snow knife to make a loud sound, and there is resentment in this tomb! And it's something that has a lot of grievances!

Seeing this, everyone gathered together.

Zhao San was the first to speak: "Hold on to the rope and see which direction the fat man is." ”

"It's useless." Zhang Meng said with a heavy face: "The rope tied to the fat man has been untied. ”

"Oops!" Zhao San was anxious and scolded angrily: "This damn little fat man, why is he so careless, so what should we do now?" ”

"Listen to Brother Jiu'er." Zhang Meng immediately made a decision: "Brother Jiu asked us to run, and we will run." ”

"Yes, with Ye Jiu in the past, there shouldn't be any danger to the little fat man." Zhao San said.

"But it's just like that......" After being born and dying for so long, Qingzhi has a little bit of a good impression of fat people, so he is a little uneasy at the moment.

Zhang Meng sighed: "It's been a long time since the fast snow knife has made a clang. ”

"Don't say it, Third Uncle, I also smell a familiar smell now." Zhao San's gaze became more and more vigilant.

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. Qing Zhi didn't know what Ye Jiu's fast snow knife did, but he was very convinced of Zhao San. Although Zhao San is good at riding and archery, marksmanship, but he is also the older generation of tomb robbers in the six doors, and Zhao San can still sniff out whether there are zongzi in the tomb.

"Got zongzi?" Qingzhi asked.

"I'm afraid it's not zongzi." Zhang Meng looked at the sword light shining back and forth in the darkness: "If you guess correctly, it should be a corpse." ”

"And it doesn't look like an ordinary corpse." Zhao San said: "To make the Kuaixue Knife, a weapon specially designed to ward off evil spirits, sound an alarm, the resentment on this corpse demon looks sufficient, and it is estimated that it is a hundred times more difficult to entangle than the corpse demon encountered before." Where did such a heavy evil aura come from? ”

Zhao San's suspicions were right, until now, everyone had just entered the tomb passage and was trapped on the endless staircase. I haven't seen any monsters yet, why is there such a thick aura suddenly around me?

Just when Zhao San was puzzled, Zhang Meng, who had been prepared, suddenly remembered the wet girls on the wall behind him, and hurriedly reminded: "Third uncle, the wall is ......"

Zhang Meng's voice was very small, reminding Zhao San.

was reminded by Zhang Meng like this, Zhao San's head was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and he instantly figured out where those sudden evil qi came from. I shuddered and took two steps back, keeping myself as far away from the walls on both sides of the tomb as possible.

Seeing Zhang Meng and Zhao San's strange expressions, they looked at the two of them in confusion: "What's wrong?" ”

"On the wall, on the wall."

Seeing that Zhang Meng's face was pale and his speech was a little unsharp, Qingzhi suddenly seemed to realize something, and his body was cold, as if he felt someone blowing on his neck.

The pheasant glanced at it with difficulty, it didn't matter if she didn't look at it, she almost didn't faint with fright.

The entire wall is covered with vivid women's heads. These heads are just like the wet girls on the mural, half of their faces are as beautiful as fairies, and the other half of their faces are terrifying like monsters, and the corners of their mouths seem to have been torn apart by something, revealing their bright red tongues, giggling at everyone.

"What the hell!" Xiao Lou was the first to cry out.

With Xiao Lou's voice, the entire tomb seemed to have been opened to the gates of hell, all the murals slowly cracked like eggshells, and the people in the paintings seemed to be chicks hatching in eggshells, slowly resurrected, revealing hideous and twisted smiles one by one.

"Fire, hurry up and light the fire!" Zhao San hurriedly shouted loudly.

Zhang Meng groped around in the dark, and finally found the torch that the fat man threw away before, Zhao San hurriedly used the flames on the cigarette bag and pot to re-ignite the corpse oil. As the torches were lit again, the light re-illuminated the surrounding tombs, and the gruesome scene finally appeared.

On the walls on both sides, the painted wet girls seemed to have found their target, crawled out of the cracks, twisted their bodies one by one, and slowly walked towards everyone.

"The Maiden is resurrected!" Zhao San trembled his hands and pointed to the reborn female ghost in front of him, and exclaimed, "It seems that these are not portraits at all, they ...... They...... They were all women. ”

"People?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Zhang Meng said: "Although I don't know what kind of means this is, but burying these women alive on these walls, and then making them into colorful murals, this resentment is probably even more difficult than the princesses of Western Xia we have met in the past!" ”

"What kind of person would do such an inhumane thing, it's really vicious." The young man retreated again and again.

"Now that all the maidens in the tomb have been resurrected, we haven't found the secret door to crack the Penros Staircase, we ...... Don't we want to, what should we do? Xiao Lou said cryingly.

"If you can't find a way to get out, everyone will have to fight hard." Looking at the resurrected mural female ghosts, Zhang Meng's scalp was also numb. I scolded in my heart that I had been trapped in the stairs, and now I had encountered such a difficult ghost, which was really worse.

As soon as Zhang Meng's voice fell, Qingzhi took an old-fashioned rifle he had collected earlier in his hand, ready to shoot the wet girl who pounced on him at any time.

"Don't get excited." Seeing that Zhang Meng and Qingzhi were about to fight hard, Zhao San, who was anxious, stabilized his mind, seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "Don't shoot yet, I'm afraid hitting these resentful wet girls with guns will only have the opposite effect." ”

"You can't just watch them come out like that, can you?" The pheasant held the gun and gasped.

"I thought, I have a way." Zhao San pressed the muzzle of the pheasant's gun.

"What's the solution?" The pheasant was overjoyed and hurriedly asked.

"To deal with these things, you must first understand how they appeared, and although I don't know the specific solution, I think I have guessed who made them out." Zhao San said with a solemn expression.