Although it is difficult to choose between life and death, a decision has been made, and Liu Shibai said calmly:

"Enter the door of death. ”

Qin Da was silent, picked up the short sword, and prepared to slowly walk to the entrance of the Death Gate.

Liu Qian and Liu Eighteen, each holding a sapper shovel, followed behind Qin Da.

When Qin Da was about to enter the door of death, Liu Eighteen took two steps forward, and this decision was his choice, so Liu Eighteen decided that he had to go ahead.

Qin Da didn't refute, he followed after a while, Liu Qian and Liu Shibai glanced at each other, and they were also silent.

As soon as you step in, some water droplets fall from the head, which may be too far away from the ground to evaporate, and there is a little dampness in the corridor.

Along the way, Liu Shibai was cautious and vigilantly checked the stone walls on the left and right, so as not to cause casualties due to hidden weapons.

Although there are three people in his group, they all have their own abilities, but it is always right to be careful to walk the ship of ten thousand years.

According to the topography, the road of the Death Gate was still gradually descending, and after about a few hours, the three of them walked an additional 300 meters.

At this moment, a familiar fishy smell wafted from the corridor.

Liu Shiba's face froze, pinched his nose and looked at Liu Qian, seeing that he seemed to be used to this kind of taste, and there was nothing abnormal.

Qin Da Ze frowned, presumably thousands of years ago, he was extremely familiar with this taste

Liu Eighteen spat and was about to move on, but Qin Da squeezed in front of Liu Eighteen, turned his head and grinned, and walked in front.

I don't know how long it took, but the three of them unconsciously got used to the stench that came to their faces.

Qin Da, who was advancing, suddenly stopped.

Liu Qian was a little puzzled:

"Big guy, why don't you go"

This place is a little narrow, Qin Da blocked Liu Shibai and Liu Qian's sight, and said strangely:

"Master, there's no road ahead, let's go back and walk the door"

Liu Shiba's heart moved when he heard this, and he wondered:

"How is that possible?"

As he spoke, Liu Shibai pushed Qin Da away and looked at the road ahead, and was immediately dumbfounded

At this time, walk at the end of the dingdiǎn novel, .23.os; Liu Qian also struggled to squeeze to the front and raised his eyes

"Wow"

Liu Qian couldn't hold back after all, and vomited.

In front of the three of them, there was a pile of oily and slippery soft meat, randomly piled up on the right side of the corridor.

The miner's lamp, flickering with a strange light, shone on it, and the stench emanated from this pile of things.

If you look at it roughly, this pile seems to be a pile of rotten meat piled up, and in some places it is rotten to the point that bones remain

Qin Da stood at the front, unable to see his expression clearly, but judging from his constantly trembling side muscles, this living dead man seemed to be unable to bear the smell.

Liu Shiba's face was strange, and he vomited sour water in his stomach, which was unbearable

Liu Qian spit out again, and even vomited out the gastric juice.

After slowing down for a few minutes, Liu Qian pinched his nose and asked Qin Dadao at the front:

"What the hell is that, this ancient tomb is thousands of years old, how can there be meat?"

Qin Da's face was flat, like no one, and he said calmly:

"It's a corpse. ”

Liu Eighteen's heart moved, and he forcibly endured his nausea and took a closer look.

That's right, this pile of stuff is human corpses

Countless corpses were stacked on top of each other, and pale yellow corpse oil flowed out.

The viscosity of the corpse oil enveloped the corpses tightly

Through the pale yellow corpse oil, you can see the clothes of the sparse corpse, which is very ancient.

Among them, there was a part of the corpse, not excessively decomposed, with claw-like fingers, struggling to grasp forward

It's a scene of struggle, these corpses, as if they're going to grab something.

Some of the corpses had hideous facial expressions, showing a faint black or green color, as if they were highly poisonous.

Liu Shibai had other thoughts in his heart

The air inside the Death Gate was clear, and the corpses didn't know how long it had been, and why they hadn't completely decomposed

Judging from the clothing, these people are all ancients of Kublai Khan's time

It doesn't make sense, it's not scientific, and it can't be explained unless the time in the tomb is still thousands of years ago

"These people, it seems, are the slaves who built this mausoleum."

Liu Qian stood beside Liu Eighteen and said with a twisted face.

Liu Eighteen looked sideways at Liu Qian, and seeing that he seemed to vomit to the point of numbness, DiǎnDiǎn turned his head to Liu Qian and said:

"You're better, keep going. ”

Qin Da diǎndiǎn head, slowly crossed the pile of rotten meat and walked inside, Liu Qian pinched his nose and followed behind Qin Da, but Liu Eighteen went to the end.

Before leaving, Liu Shibai didn't want to look at the pile of rotten meat spraying foul smell again, but in the end, it was the characteristics of the life master in his heart that made him stubborn once

Unable to suppress the fear in his heart, Liu Shibai still couldn't help but squint his eyes and add a look.

To be honest, even in the underground cave of the Qinling Ancient Tomb, Liu Shibai had never seen such a frightening scene.

Although there were countless man-eating rats or 30,000 living dead in it, it couldn't compare to the scene in front of them.

The pale yellow corpse oil, drop by drop, slipped from the top corpse, Liu Shibai retched, and finally couldn't hold back the nausea

Suddenly, an indescribable fear surged into Liu Shiba's heart.

This feeling is not out of fear of corpses, but a warning in the nature of the life master

Or rather, Liu Eighteen saw something, his familiarity with the face of one of the corpses

The penultimate corpse at the bottom, the face covered with corpse oil, was clear in Liu Shiba's brain.

In the illusion, removing the corpse oil accumulated on the face of this corpse, Liu Shiba's heart was like a lightning strike, and his eyes shrank.

This face is very familiar to Liu Shibai, and the outline on his face is actually Liu Qian who is walking in front of him

Seeing this, Liu Shibai remained silent, but secretly raised his vigilance

At first, Zheng Liyuan's body was found

At that time, although Liu Shibai had doubts in his heart, he was not unacceptable

But now, seeing a living and dead Liu Qian appear in front of his eyes, this is not just a matter of doubt, but fear

Thousands of years ago, the slaves who built the mausoleum for Kublai Khan died here.

And now, the corpse of an ancient, who looks exactly like Liu Qian, appeared alive in front.

This seems to be a bit too mysterious, and Liu Shibai didn't believe it was a coincidence.

The face of the rotten corpse was almost exactly the same as Liu Qian's, although there was corpse oil covering the face, Liu Eighteen felt that he would not be mistaken

Liu Eighteen has also gone through many strange things, and his mentality is stable, without a trace of panicked expression.

Could it be that this corpse is Liu Qian's ancestor?

Liu Shibai shook his head and was not sure, where was such a coincidence

Excluding all kinds of possibilities, there is only one left, which is also the possibility that Liu Shibai is most unwilling to believe.

Liu Qian is actually dead, and standing in front of him is a ghost

ps: It's still two chapters in a row, and the next chapter will be updated within an hour

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