Chapter 790: Dry Bones

"I know."

Pang Xiaodou turned his face slightly, and his afterglow fell on the black shadow on the ground behind him, which had been following 5 meters away.

He had noticed it early on, it was an irregular round black shadow, there was no body at all, and he couldn't tell what its body was by the shape of the black shadow, just like everything in it, including the shadow produced by Pang Xiaodou's own body, quietly tiled on the ground.

When Pang Xiaodou moves, it moves with it; Pang Xiaodou stopped, and it also stopped.

"Dad, what the hell is that? Is there any danger? ”

Millet asked curiously with a wink.

"I don't know, hey!"

Pang Xiaodou shook his head, suddenly groaned as he spoke, his feet suddenly exerted force, and he turned around and ran towards the black shadow as fast as he could, and in the process, he was also ready to open the [King Kong Umbrella] defense at any time to prevent any abnormal situation......

He really didn't know what this dark shadow was: an evil thing? Organ? Pitfall?

I don't know anything, and the reason why I did this is to find out what the black shadow that follows me is, or whether there is any threat, after all, in the mysterious tomb, I have always been by such an inexplicable thing, even Pang Xiaodou is a little creepy, and he has to be distracted by it.

But I didn't expect that the black shadow was really like Pang Xiaodou's own shadow, and at the same time as Pang Xiaodou moved, he also moved quickly, still keeping a distance of about 5 meters from him, neither close nor far away......

If it weren't for the fact that he could see his own shadow, and this black shadow had no connection with his body, Pang Xiaodou would really suspect that this was his own shadow.

"Whew...... Whoosh...... What the hell is it? ”

chased out dozens of meters like this, and seeing that he couldn't catch up, Pang Xiaodou could only gasp and stop, and the black shadow also stopped together.

The distance of 5 meters between them seems to be eternal.

"Dad, you can't catch up with him, or I'll go and see......"

At this time, millet grains finally came out of the "dimensional crack", and after getting Pang Xiaodou's permission, he twisted his waist and walked towards the black shadow.

What is very amazing is that the black shadow that Pang Xiaodou can't catch up with no matter what, but he didn't hide from the millet grains, and waited for the millet grains to come to the side, and he only needed to gently raise his foot and take a step forward to be able to step on it, without moving a bit.

"Da! Da! ”

As a little ghost, Millet Grain had nothing to fear, but raised her foot and stepped lightly on the black shadow twice, and the dust on the ground was stepped on by her with two obvious footprints.

“……”

But the shadow still didn't react, it seemed to be just a shadow.

"This ...... Father? ”

Millet turned his head and looked at Pang Xiaodou in some surprise.

"This thing doesn't seem like a threat to us, so leave it alone for now, and you can keep an eye on it for me from now on."

Pang Xiaodou was also a little confused, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only shake his head helplessly, and walked towards the temple again.

"Okay, Dad."

Millet nodded.

But from Pang Xiaodou's frowning brows, millet grains can actually see that this strange black shadow is still affecting Pang Xiaodou's state, the unknown is the most terrifying, no one can ignore a thing that doesn't understand the situation and follow him, it's like pinning a dumb mine with a firing pin pinned to his waist that may explode at any time, even Pang Xiaodou, the heir of the golden school captain, is no exception......

……

There are three larger buildings on the west, north and east sides of the temple.

Among them, the building on the north side is the most grandiose, just the stone pillar that supports the whole building under the eaves outside needs two adults to hug, and there are as many as twelve in the front, the door of this building is not blocked, it is so open and open, but because of the existence of steps, this hall is on higher ground, and standing in the position of Pang Xiaodou, you can only vaguely see the head of a big Buddha statue with the same hideous face.

This is probably the main hall of the temple.

The building to the west, on the other hand, is slightly smaller and has no long steps, and is almost parallel to Pang Xiaodou's height, and through the dilapidated wooden windows, Pang Xiaodou can see that there are some decaying wooden shelves inside, and on these shelves are some things like bamboo slips or cotton cloth.

It is likely that this building is the temple's scripture pavilion.

Looking at the building on the east side, there is a row of neatly arranged and tightly clinging small bungalows, some of the walls have fallen, and you can see that the walls are divided into many small spaces of only about 10 square meters, and there are still the remains of a bed made of bricks and stones, and there is a rolled up straw mat on the bed......

This building, Pang Xiaodou judged that it should be the monk's house of the monks of the temple.

"Let's start here......"

Pang Xiaodou pondered for a while, and decided to start exploring the monk's house first, after all, it is a place where people have lived, and there will definitely be some traces of life, and these traces may be helpful for understanding this temple that has become a mysterious tomb at this moment.

So, Pang Xiaodou took the lead in front of the small bungalows whose walls had fallen, and looked inside, he found that there were still some traces of wooden tables and chairs, but because of their age, most of them had turned into broken pieces of wood.

These things basically have no reference value for Pang Xiaodou.

Eventually, he could only focus on the dusty straw mats that lay on top of each stone bed, which were also rotten, and some of the folds were cracked, but it was still not easy to see what was inside.

Pang Xiaodou stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the corner of the straw mat, trying to spread it out.

But with just a slight touch, the part of the straw mat he had grabbed immediately turned into powder, and it was impossible to lift the straw mat that had rotted to such an extent.

“……”

Seeing this, Pang Xiaodou simply didn't lift it, first took out the [gas mask] and put it on his face, and then swept it from the bucket on the straw mat with a war hammer, and soon the entire space of the small bungalow was covered with dust from invisible objects.

A moment later, the dust fell.

The straw mat was reduced to nothing, and a dry bone that was no longer humanoid that had been pulled by Pang Xiaodou was left on the bed. [.]