Chapter 52: Cinnabar Road (II)
"Alas......" was another heavy sigh, coming from the passage from which he had just come.
The voice was clear and slow, and Mr. Min confirmed that he had heard correctly, Mr. Min clenched the knife in his hand and slowly got up, tensed up, and tentatively whispered, "Sherpa? Chen Badai? ”
The entrance of the cave answered Mr. Min with silence, Mr. Min quietly moved to the edge of the hole, looked deeper, and vaguely saw a figure swaying around the corner, Mr. Min blinked, trying to see more clearly, but the figure disappeared.
"Alas......" There was another sigh, this time from the tomb where he was, and Mr. Min turned nervously back, and a white figure seemed to be standing on the edge of the stone wall.
Mr. Min's hairs stood on end, and the flickering figure swayed.
"Who are you?" Mr. Min asked boldly.
The white figure didn't speak.
"You're a wizard's soul?" Mr. Min clenched his knife and took a step forward.
"Alas!" With a sigh, the white figure was gone.
"Hey! I have no ill intentions...... I'm looking for Loulan...... The vanished Loulan! Mr. Min was in a hurry, and he ran over, but there was nothing in the place where the figure was just now.
"Hey! Did you hear that? I'm looking for your Loulan! Mr. Min did not give up and shouted at the empty stone room, but no one answered him.
The hairs on Mr. Min's body were smoothed out, replaced by hot sweat, and he stood for a while, feeling his mouth dry, and in the short time just now, Mr. Min felt as if he had run ten kilometers and collapsed.
"Maybe I'm hallucinating." Mr. Min took out the kettle and comforted himself with a wry smile.
"Senior Brother Min...... This side ......" A shallow voice appeared behind his head again, Mr. Min turned around, and on the other end of the cave wall, there was a white figure, the shallow voice was too familiar to him.
Sweat seeped into his eyes, Mr. Min's vision was blurred, he hurriedly wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and the figure was gone......
"Hallucinations, must be hallucinations." Mr. Min smiled bitterly, but then his eyes were drawn to the position where the figure stood just now.
There was a faint cinnabar mark on the yellow-brown wall, and the cinnabar of similar color was mixed in it, which was difficult to find from other angles, Mr. Min leaned over, which was painted with cinnabar paint, leaving only a very shallow mark, Mr. Min leaned closer, deviated from the angle of his gaze, and sat down on the ground with a dejected ass.
Although Mr. Min is not familiar with Lu Wen, he recognized this shallow cinnabar mark, the first half of the mutilated Lu Wen is Loulan's Lou character, and the second half can be clearly seen to be Lu Wen: light.
"The light of Loulan? Loulan Zhiguang ......" Mr. Min sat down on the ground in despair.
Chen Badai went all the way along the easy passage to investigate the past, and there was no mark of cinnabar in this passage, but Chen Badai didn't care about Mr. Min's cinnabar theory, and it was quite far away, and the passage seemed to have expanded all of a sudden.
"Huh?" Chen Badai seemed to have seen something, and lowered his head to brighten the flashlight in his hand.
"Huh? Feed! Mr. Xia, why did you get here? Is there a road? Now Chen Badai saw clearly, there was a figure walking towards him, feeling a little floating, but it was definitely a person.
"Mr. Xia? Ah...... Hell! Chen Badai took a few steps forward to meet him, and now he could see the figure clearly, where was the Sherpa , it was clearly a shadow with a vague face that could not be seen, and what was even more terrifying was that under the strong light, there was a large group of figures behind him.
Chen Badai screamed, the group of figures seemed to be frightened, stopped, Chen Badai turned his head like a rabbit and jumped out ten meters away in an instant.
Chen Badai jumped back to the stone room out of breath, crashed into it, and saw Mr. Min sitting on the ground depressed, the flashlight shining obliquely on the roof of the cave with a strong light, and seeing familiar people, Chen Badai's beating heart finally settled down a little.
"Mr. Min, why do you sit on the ground?" Chen Badai approached, and Mr. Min's expression was a little sluggish, which made Chen Badai chuckle in his heart, can't this also be a ghost?
"I'm fine, I'm just too tired." Stimulated by the light, Mr. Min pulled his distant thoughts back and squeezed out a smile.
"Whew...... Let's go, there's no way over there. Chen Badai stepped forward to pull him.
"Just now I heard someone sighing and screaming." Mr. Min said slowly.
"Why! Don't scare yourself! Chen Badai became nervous again, and subconsciously glanced at the passage.
To be honest, everyone had to be scared just now, but Chen Badai didn't want to admit that he was timid, no matter whether it was a ghost or a yin soldier who appeared there just now, Chen Badai was absolutely unwilling to get into it again, he saw that Mr. Min seemed to be prostration, and quickly dragged Mr. Min into the passage on the right.
"Mr. Min, save time, the flashlight is off, let's find our way quickly." It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, Chen Badai quickly stuffed Mr. Min into the passage with his hands and feet, and was about to get into it when he heard a heavy sigh from behind him: "Alas! ”
Chen Badai felt that the hairs on his back stood on end, and he dared to turn back, so he drilled into the hole with his hands and feet, urging Mr. Min to leave quickly.
"That's the sigh, do you hear me?" Mr. Min asked.
"Where? Don't scare yourself, let's go to Mr. Xia quickly. Chen Badai pushed Mr. Min and told him to leave the place of right and wrong quickly.
When Sherpa found a fork in the road and turned back, he didn't expect Chen Badai and Mr. Min to follow.
"There is a small stone room in front, it seems that it is not finished, there are only two forks, one left and one right, I didn't have time to check, but there are no traces of cinnabar." Sherpa introduced the results of the investigation and asked, "Chen Badai, how are you doing over there?" ”
Chen Badai saw the Sherpa and settled down a little more, even if it was a ghost, there was still some hope for the Sherpa to deter the ghost with its general physique, and when he heard the Sherpa ask himself, he subconsciously glanced back at the passage he walked through: "There is nothing, a dead end!" ”
Finding a fork in the road, Sherpa hesitated: "Left or right?" ”
"Right side!" Chen Badai thought about it and took the lead in getting in.
"Hey, the hole on the left is bigger!"
"Hurry up, respect the right, listen to me."
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