"No... It's okay..."

I forced myself to hide my shock and bowed my head to avoid their gaze, but I didn't expect that this test would surprise me.

The fat man in front of me didn't seem to remember anything, and the memories in his head were very different from the fat man I had met.

Although they have the same personality and appearance, they are indeed two completely different people.

It's no wonder he didn't bring Xiao Yue when he asked me just now, because he and another "me" didn't know who Xiao Yue was at all.

The mystery was getting more and more confusing, and I even had to stop thinking so that I wouldn't think about it even more.

Is there really a parallel world in this world?,Originally, two dimensional planes that would never come into contact with each other had a rift for some reason.,Causing each other to discover each other's existence.。

"Something isn't quite right ahead, you guys be careful here."

"I'll go check it out with Ganzi."

When I heard this, my other self and I subconsciously stood up.

After the fat man finished speaking, he took out a sharp folding pickaxe from his backpack, and I looked at the clear foreign yards on it, even the manufacturer was exactly the same.

I thought that the Ganzi he was referring to should be Ganzi A with a red rope in his hand like him, but I didn't expect that this time his eyes would stay on me.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that I was empty-handed, the fat man in front of me threw the dagger stuck in his waist over, and he didn't seem to be afraid that I would make any dangerous moves after getting the sharp weapon.

Ganzi behind him was obviously a little overwhelmed, and his gaze stayed on me and eventually gradually retreated, as if nothing had happened.

I realized that the relationship between myself and Little White Face and the three people in front of me was very delicate.

The five of us were trying to figure out what was going on, but the other self had a vague hint of murder to me.

The slightest change was quietly collected by me.

If this man, who looks and is physically identical to me, really wants to kill me, then with my current exhausted body and wounds, I will certainly not be his opponent.

After a few more steps along the flashlight, I realized why the fat man wanted to separate the group.

It turned out that the road under his feet became narrower and narrower, and when he reached here, only a stone crevice was left in front of him, which was only for one person to walk sideways.

If there is any danger, all five people will not be able to react if they are crowded here.

Therefore, he and I took the lead first, squeezed into the crevices of the rocks to explore the way, and if there was no danger, let the team behind follow suit.

"It's hard to believe, right?"

When I squeezed into the crack in the stone, the familiar and unfamiliar fat man in front of me actually said such a sentence to me.

I didn't know how to answer for a while, and I didn't know if it was a trap.

What is the meaning of this sentence, what is unbelievable, is he talking about me and the little white face who suddenly appeared.

Leaning on the wall, I leaned sideways a little bit, until the field of vision gradually widened, and in the dim light I seemed to be able to see a strangely shaped clay figurine.

They all had their backs to us, as if they were on their knees, their heads pointing straight into the darkness ahead.

Seeing that there was no danger here, the fat man turned around and beckoned the rest of the people.

The little white face chatted happily with the other self, this guy seemed to have found a confidant he had never had, what one person was thinking, the other knew everything.

"Fatty, are you going to believe this guy pretending to be me?"

Ganzi A, who was in front of me, finally spoke, dressed in a perfect black bodysuit, almost exactly the same as when I first entered this tomb.

"I won't believe anyone until the matter is cleared up now, and it's for everyone's safety."

The fat man avoided his gaze a little, took a deep breath, and turned on the flashlight to the maximum, but it seemed to be much larger than we thought.

Under the strong flashlight, I couldn't see the end, and I knew that I saw him take out two *** from his pocket.

The scorching white light was thrown into the darkness, and the entire huge burial chamber was instantly illuminated.

It turned out that these stone statues were of different sizes and shapes, and there were hundreds of them, all of them kneeling forward in the same direction.

Faintly, I could see a black-brown figure in front of me, holding something in my hand and looking very strange.

The scorching light fell into darkness again after a few seconds, and he didn't throw the next one considering the precious light source in his hand.

This time, I took the lead, snatching the flashlight from the fat man's hand, and then strode in the direction of the figure in the darkness.

Fat Man and Ganzi A followed, and the atmosphere seemed to be extremely dignified, why were these stone statues cast into this shape?

Who was the figure they were prostrating, and for a moment my curiosity seemed to have to get to the bottom of it.

Walking through the crowd of stone statues in the dark, these vivid stone statues are incomparably vivid, and my heart has been depressed to the extreme for so long.

I had the illusion that these were all living people, until the shouts of the little white face behind me woke everyone up.

The three flashlights looked back in unison, and saw that in the group of clay sculptures on the left behind him, there was a figure that was extremely incongruous with the crowd.

He crouched in place and shivered, his head bowed and in a mess, so I couldn't see his face clearly.

It's just that when I first look at it, it feels a little familiar.

"Again... Another one came out, what the hell is going on. ”

At this time, the little white face who followed the fat man and Ganzi A was already a little unable to bear the psychological defense line that gradually collapsed.

The trembling voice suppressed the atmosphere to the extreme.

"Don't be afraid, so many of us can still be afraid of him, whether he is a human or a ghost."

The fat man's words seemed to give courage to everyone in the team, and he was already strong, and at this moment he took the lead and moved closer to this strange figure that was neither human nor ghost.

I walked behind him, and the closer I got, the more familiar he became.

Until the guy in front of him felt the light of the flashlight and suddenly raised his head to look at all of us.

Someone in the team shouted in an instant, and even I couldn't help but take a few steps back, this person was actually a little white face.

Or should I say that this man was dressed in the same clothes as us, and his appearance was almost exactly the same as that of the little white face, except that he had a black mole on his left cheek.

At this time, he hid in the crowd of clay sculptures and shivered, like an embarrassed patient who had just escaped from a mental hospital.

Even the gaze in his eyes is sloppy.

"Fuck, why did another one pop up."

The fat man couldn't help but scratch his head, this time counting the two little American white faces in the team, this was already the third person who was exactly the same.

"Don't kill me, I... I know the secret you want, no... Don't kill me. ”

At this moment he suddenly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and I vaguely saw a very horrible wound on his back, from the left back shoulder to the lumbar spine.

"Don't talk about it yet, are there still few strange things we have encountered, I think it's better to save people first."

I reached out and pulled him up, and the man in front of me, who looked like a little white face, almost collapsed in my arms and fainted.

The fat man touched his pocket, and there were some gauze and anti-inflammatory drugs, so he took them all out and bandaged the wound of the little white face in front of him.