Chapter 627: Tomb, Monster (Text)
I don't know what's going on with the flashlight on the ground, but it actually gurgles and rolls a few times, and the sound is extremely abrupt in this environment, which makes Zhang Meng's heart rise to his throat.
His back was half cold, and he seemed to feel that in the darkness a sudden eye was drawn to the sound of the flashlight, and cast it on his back.
And what made him even more creepy was that the flashlight didn't know if the power switch was reconnected after a few scrolls just now or something, and the light bulb actually emitted a dim glow one by one.
And the flashlight didn't know why it was rolling far away from him, and it would take at least a few minutes to climb over, which made Zhang Meng's wish to get the flashlight back quickly and frustrated.
He prayed frantically in his heart that this flashlight would never be lit.
But this prayer had no effect, the flashlight finally lit up, and Zhang Meng only felt that his body was stiff.
The goosebumps on his neck were like one huge pimple after another if he touched them, and he didn't dare to move for a long time in that squatting position, and it took him a long time to grit his teeth and turn his head violently, but there was nothing behind him.
Call! Call! Call!
At this moment, Zhang Meng's back was already soaked with beads of sweat, and he gasped for breath, it turned out to be just a false alarm. When he turned his head just now, he didn't know how many terrible and strange things had surfaced in his mind, but fortunately this imaginary scene did not happen.
However, this feeling of relief did not last long, and Zhang Meng's heart twitched violently.
In this direction at his moment, there is actually a dim light at the end, because this place is too narrow, Zhang Meng can only squat forward, so he didn't find that there is a light source in this place with his back to him, and at this moment, staring straight at him, Zhang Meng actually saw a pair of feet at that momentum!
I don't know what kind of place it is, it is almost four or five meters away from Zhang Meng's side, and the distance is not very long, so Zhang Meng can clearly look at the bare feet.
Tomb robbers? But it's not right, if it's a tomb robber, how can there only be one person, and there are no cool shoes.
But if you look at the equipment, it shouldn't be Zhao San.
There was blood on the foot, and it was likely that the previous blood stains had been trampled on by the owner of the foot. Zhang Meng was a little hairy, he couldn't wait for this thing that didn't know if it was a person or a ghost to leave here quickly, so he could retreat with peace of mind.
Bang dang!
Suddenly, a crisp sound came from that place, and a bloodstained dagger fell to the ground.
Zhang Meng secretly complained, if that person squatted down, it would definitely happen in the bright light here, Zhang Meng crawled back frantically, trying to stay away from the flashlight.
However, in a panic, this speed was not much worse than that of a turtle, and the man was already crouching.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or what, at the last moment, the flashlight was actually dramatically extinguished again.
Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the squatting figure.
The person seemed to be a woman, and her hair was so long that it obscured the entire side of her face.
I don't know why, Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief at this time, sometimes the things that can't be seen are the most terrifying, once he sees it with his own eyes, Zhang Meng is not as afraid of that place and the people standing there as he was before.
Sincere!
Suddenly, the previous wooden fish sound suddenly sounded behind Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng suddenly every hair on his body stood upright, and all the places on his back seemed to be crossed by that kind of thin chicken feathers, which instantly gave him goosebumps.
Zhang Meng was 100% sure at this time that there was always a person following him behind him, he couldn't help screaming, and desperately climbed towards the place where there was a light source.
didn't dare to hesitate at all, Zhang Meng didn't dare to look back at all, and it was extremely difficult for him to turn back in this situation.
Finally he crawled out of that place, Zhang Meng couldn't wait to look around, there was a torch stuck in the wall, and the light source came in from this place.
But there was no one in front of him, he looked around, here is a passage about seven or eight meters long, the walls on both sides have some faint traces of chiseled decoration, but most of the traces have become indistinguishable, and the other clues are that there is a wooden door at the end of this passage. On the wall on the right, there is a circular thief hole, and the entrance of the hole is bottomless at a glance. Zhang Meng looked at the excavated earthwork traces, and it was estimated that this was dug recently, and the person just now was probably the one who dug up the hole.
Zhang Meng hesitated for a moment, but still squatted down and looked at the place below, in all fairness, he was only alone now and had no weapons on him, and now he preferred to go the same way instead of looking for another way out through the wooden door of guò, especially here just now he had clearly seen that there were other people.
In other words, there is a good chance that there are tomb robbers here, and if he enters it, it will definitely be very dangerous.
What's even more terrifying is that if this is really a tomb robber, they will still be able to get their hands on it when the village is completely locked down.
That shows that this group of people is definitely not simple, and it may even be a tomb robbery gang of a certain scale.
You know, if they can sneak in here, that's already saying something.
It's not as simple as digging a passage in the ground, but someone who has to be experienced in doing this kind of work calculates a 'Z' shaped passage, and when making a hole, it is also necessary to wrap a special foam bag around it, so as to completely cover up the sound of the hole and not be noticed by the people in the village.
Unless there is no one around this tomb, the sound on the ground can be transmitted to the surface very softly, which is simply unavoidable.
This is also an advanced technique to hide from the sky and the sea in the inverted bucket, and the person who has done it to the extreme has even dug a big hole under the bed, and the people sleeping in the room have not reacted at all.
Zhang Meng didn't think that this digging hole had such a profound knowledge in it, because it is impossible for the current tomb robbers to carry all kinds of tools to fight openly, no matter any dynasty in history, digging people's graves is an extremely disgusting thing.
Unless it is a bored loser like Liu Qu, when he was alive, even some princely graves were successfully dug up for him. There are only a few people in history who can lead an army to fight.
And the tomb robbers who have developed to the present basically dare not be blatant.
After discovering the treasure of feng shui, some people pretend to rest in their own cemetery nearby, and when they dig the tomb, they quietly steal all the burial goods in the tomb.
This method is limited to the situation where no one knows that there is a grave under the original place, and if there is a grave here, it is obvious that this method will not work, and then another method of digging this passage will have to be used to reach the burial chamber.
……
Zhang Meng squatted down, he looked inside the short passage, and the flashlight didn't know when the light had gone out.
Looking at the dark place, Zhang Meng hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't get into the dark, the sound of knocking on the wooden fish in a row just now made him almost frightened, and it was better to let him go back the way he came.
Zhang Meng took a deep breath, and he stood on tiptoe and held the torch in the corner of the wall in his hand.
He walked towards the door step by step, and Zhang Meng came to the door, hesitated for a moment before putting a hand on it.
The wooden door seemed to be heavy, which was somewhat unexpected by Zhang Meng.
Zhang Meng didn't push it open when he used his strength, as if the dilapidated wooden door was made of expensive iron wood zuò, but it didn't look like it.
Zhang Meng hung the torch against the wall, and then slammed open the wooden door with his back, and finally squeezed in, Zhang Meng was a little strange, this is not like the door bolt that links the door bolt is rusty or something, but it seems that this wooden door is pushed out by something.
Seeing that the wooden door seemed to be installed and was about to fall back again, Zhang Meng hurriedly grabbed the torch and walked in.
The wooden door slammed back with a bang, and the expression on Zhang Meng's face suddenly froze.
In front of him, a strange smiling face looked straight at him, and there were countless puscesses on that smiling face, and the huge pupils were twice as large as ordinary people's eyes!
Zhang Meng suddenly sat on the ground, it was a corpse that was still stinking, it had not completely rotted in this cold air, and Zhang Meng had no way to tell how many years the owner of this corpse had been dead.
Syllable!
A hand slammed on Zhang Meng's shoulder.
"Who!"
Zhang Meng shouted angrily, he desperately climbed forward a few steps, and then turned his head with a look of uncertainty.
In front of him, a blood-stained 'monster' stood in front of him, and on the right side of his face was actually a huge gap, as if someone had opened his face with a file, the wound was very exaggerated, and I don't know why this person could still or.
And inside the flaring, there were these dense jujube laughing 'tumors' one by one, as if they were fruits, and the tumors grew out of the gap, and then spread to his whole face.
There was also a rat in his mouth with its buttocks constantly vibrating, which seemed to be frightened by Zhang Meng's screams.