The atmosphere was already very weird, but now that the fat man shouted so suddenly, Zhang Meng only felt that his heart almost didn't jump out of his throat, if he wasn't still in the hole in the wall at this moment, I am afraid that he would have kicked the fat man to death.

Zhang Meng's first reaction was to touch and see if the fat man was still there.

"Mom!" /p>

The fat man thought it was the rosette red. Body. Bare. The man was resurrected, and immediately shouted loudly, and he was about to run away with a rolling belt.

However, he was stopped by Xiaolou: "Okay, stop shouting, he's not a ghost." ”

"Not a ghost?" Hearing Xiao Lou's words, the fat man stopped, turned his head cautiously, peeked at it, and found that the man sitting on the lotus seat really didn't move.

However, the man's bloody eyes were really scary, and the fat man shook his hand in front of the man: "Hey, hey, tell you, don't pretend to be a ghost with the fat man, what are you doing ......"

Seeing the fat man's nonsense, Zhang Meng was angry and funny: "Okay, it's just a dead man, don't scream." ”

"Dead people? How can it be! The fat man muttered, his small eyes looked at the man suspiciously, looking at the red and bloody eyes, his body still trembled involuntarily, and whispered to Zhang Meng: "Why do I think he is not dead?" ”

"If he hadn't died, why didn't he react if you shouted for so long." Zhang Meng moved the flame of the lighter forward again.

"But his eyes?" The fat man said tremblingly.

Listening to the fat man's repeated suspicions, Zhang Meng was also a little shaken, took a few detours, and came to the opposite side of the candlestick, just now because of the problem of sight, except for the fat man, Zhang Meng and Xiaolou didn't see the front of this man clearly at all. Now that he was so around, Zhang Meng finally saw it clearly, and couldn't help but gasp like a fat man.

"It's ...... The ...... The ...... Scary eyes? Zhang Meng said in a trembling voice.

Hearing Zhang Meng mention those terrifying eyes, Xiao Lou beside him hurriedly pulled Zhang Meng over.

"Xiaolou, you ......"

"Brother Meng, don't stare at him." Xiao Lou reminded nervously: "You won't forget what happened on the ghost ship, right?" ”

"Ugh." Being reminded by Xiao Lou like this, Zhang Meng also suddenly realized, nodded hurriedly, and reminded the fat man at the same time: "Don't stare at his eyes, I suspect that there is something wrong with these eyes." ”

"Questions? What's the problem? "The fat man had fainted after slamming the hatch on the ghost ship, and he didn't know anything else.

"I don't know." Zhang Meng shook his head: "I haven't figured it out either, but it's better to be careful." ”

"Evil door......" Hearing Zhang Meng say this, the fat man crossed his waist angrily: "Who can sue me, what the hell is going on?" Isn't the candlestick offered on the candelabra of the tomb supposed to be the owner of the tomb or a deity? Why the hell is there a corpse enshrined, or a corpse without clothes, is it ashamed. ”

"Who knows!" Zhang Meng also glanced around with a curious face, and looked at the naked man with corpse spots all over his body full of puzzlement: "It stands to reason that there are only us left in this place except for the mausoleum guards, but the corpses on this rosette are unlikely to be their own people." There is also a look at the decomposition of the corpse, which should not have been dead for long. Could it be that he is the same as what we found before. All of them are Japanese? ”

"Previously discovered? Where is it? Without waiting for Xiaolou to echo Zhang Meng, the fat man on the side hurriedly asked.

"After you were captured, we fled to that honeycomb-like burial chamber, where the body was found." Zhang Meng briefly mentioned to the fat man: "Everyone should be careful next, we have to face not only those mausoleum guards who are seven mountains and eight gates, but also a group of Japanese." ”

"Japanese?" The fat man was shocked, and immediately thought of all the clues found before, as well as the neat and orderly Japanese submarines and warships in the shipwreck cemetery under the sea, and immediately slapped his thigh angrily and scolded: "Damn, I didn't expect the little Japanese devil to find this place before us." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Meng nodded and said, "And they must already know the secret of Ning Wang Zhu Quan, as well as the location of the fourth immortal means." ”

"But how exactly they know, I'm afraid we won't be able to figure out what is going on until we catch them."

"So, the corpse you met before, as well as this man without clothes, were all killed by the mausoleum guards of the Seven Mountains and Eight Gates?" The fat man asked.

"Eighty percent of them." Zhang Meng said.

"Damn!" The fat man touched his nose: "These mausoleum guards are also perverted thieves, and if they are killed, they will be killed, and they have to be stripped naked and put on the candlestick, who are they scared?" ”

Listening to the fat man's dissatisfied tone, Zhang Meng laughed secretly in his heart, but he didn't joke with the fat man: "Although I don't know their intentions, I guess it won't be as simple as just intimidating us." ”

After a few simple words with Zhang Meng, the fat man seemed to be still haunted by the scene just now, and Zhang Meng and Xiaolou didn't let him see the eyes of the corpse, so the fat man was not polite, and while Zhang Meng didn't pay attention, he pushed the corpse on the lotus seat fiercely: "Tell you to scare the fat man, get out!" ”

Before the fat man could finish speaking, he found that the corpse was like a deflated ball, quickly shrinking and slumping to the ground.

"I'm slot!"

The fat man was obviously startled by the sudden scene, and even Zhang Meng and Xiaolou, who were already about to walk out of the hole in the wall, were frightened by the fat man's voice, and quickly turned around to see what was going on. When they found a good corpse lying on the candlestick like peeling a banana, they were completely dumbfounded.

Not only that, the moment the skin of the corpse cracked, a large amount of blood suddenly flowed out of the entire rosette, and the wall hole was sprayed with blood.

Zhang Meng hurriedly dodged, feeling that the situation in front of him was too evil, and hurriedly beckoned the fat man.

only to find that the fat man was like a wooden man, stunned and motionless.

Xiao Lou beside him was more like he had seen some terrifying monster, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, for fear that he would accidentally shout.

"Fuck, human skin and blood, it's human skin and blood......"

Hearing the fat man's trembling self-talk, Zhang Meng's heart "chuckled", and suddenly felt that something was not quite right in the air around him, as if there were countless identical knots in this tomb. The man was staring at himself with strange eyes. was so anxious that Zhang Meng hurriedly picked up the fat man who was still a little sluggish and ran out, but before he could run far, he found that the entire dark tomb road was like a hellish carnival, and eerie candles were lit from both sides of the wall one after another!