But so many people, they had clearly heard the dense gunfire coming from the stone gate just now, how could they suddenly disappear.

I turned my head to look at the wall around me until my eyes moved to the corpse beneath my feet.

These monstrous ghost-handed snails are slow to move, but they have hard shells and tiny rodent mouthparts.

In an instant, the corpses on the ground had been eaten by several snails, along with their clothes, and a large piece of flesh and blood.

I could see it clearly through the glass mirror of the gas mask on my face, if I hadn't accidentally touched the mechanism that opened the stone door at that time.

Maybe I've already been gnawed clean in the water like these guys in front of me.

I gradually began to appreciate the fact that this mysterious man who worked as an undercover agent for himself in the black-clad team may have the pistol in his hand that he had deliberately left in the camp before.

For a moment, the first thing that came to mind was the girl who had saved her life twice, she claimed to be Xiaoyue's daughter, and she was directly related to the man in black, which made people can't help but wonder.

But even if she was helping herself, how could she have guessed in advance that I had come to Bashu to look for the so-called Yelang Ruins.

And the time and distance are as if they have been calculated.

I couldn't help but feel a sinking in my heart, and I was afraid that this mystery could only be solved when I had the opportunity to see her in person again.

It was only then that he suddenly discovered a detail, that is, these carnivorous snails seemed to have a picky eating habit.

He likes to eat human skin tissue, and his flesh and bones are not eaten too badly.

Looking at the stone door after it was closed, and the strange mural patterns around it, I simply pulled myself together and began to look for the reason for the disappearance of the other men in black.

As I was groping for something like a mechanism on the ground that could open a hidden secret door, the corpses on the ground and the dried blood gradually drew me in.

I couldn't help but crouch down and dip my fingers in some blood that was about to coagulate, and instantly realized a truth that I had been ignoring all along.

In fact, these people have been dead for a long time, even if you calculate according to the time it takes for the blood to clot, it will be at least six or seven hours.

This did not match the gunshots he had heard in the stone gate before.

In this way, he was huddled outside the door for fear of arousing the alarm of the man in black, but in fact, there was no living person in the stone gate, but there were dense gunshots.

I was suddenly startled by my own thoughts, and after leaning against the wall and meditating for a long time, I heard a loud voice in my ears again.

And this time, the sound actually came from the wall.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back, and finally decided to use my tools to smash open the murals on the wall to find the source of the sound.

"One, two, three..."

The high-strength and hard folding pickaxe in his hand slashed at the solid rock wall, bursting into a series of sparks, and the mural layer on the wall finally began to be unable to withstand the heavy blow, and a slight crack appeared little by little.

This time I heard it very clearly, and sure enough, the sound came from the stone wall.

And when he laboriously smashed the stone layer into a fist-sized hole, a lot of black magnetic ore suddenly fell out of it.

This kind of hard black magnet can be seen everywhere in the underground mines of Xiangxi at the beginning, can it be said that the previous sound is that these stones are making trouble.

My mind suddenly remembered a story that had been recorded in the newspaper as a real thing, in a village near a mountain valley, and they would be woken up every night by strange noises.

These sounds were mixed with the sounds of fighting left over from the battlefield and the wails of being shot and falling to the ground, and were even considered to be supernatural events at one time.

It wasn't until later that the mountain was dug up, and many naturally formed magnets and bones of innocently killed soldiers during the anti-Japanese period were found inside.

It turned out that the mountain depression near the village was once the forward position of a certain regiment, and people were dying every day during the battle.

The screams and other movements on the battlefield during the war were quietly recorded by these magnets in the mountains because of the mountainous terrain, like a naturally formed gramophone, which was re-screened a few years later.

The magnets in front of me made me think back to that strange story, could it be that the fierce battles that the men in black had had here before, were also quietly recorded by these stones and the empty environment.

Until the moment he touched the stone door, a strange replay was staged in the narrow stone room.

I know this may sound unrealistic, but right now I desperately need a scientifically explained result to keep my mind from sinking into a deeper level of fear.

It wasn't until the poisonous fog in the burial chamber gradually dissipated that I dared to take off the gas mask on my face and sit on the ground.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he felt a moment of relaxation in body and mind.

Eventually, I found the secret door that the black-clad men had left behind in the closed stone door.

It's just that when I walked into the dim tunnel, it wasn't long before a fork in the road suddenly appeared in front of me.

The surrounding walls are covered with eerie patterns and Taoist symbols, and the remains of ghost-handed snails and the corpses of men in black can be seen everywhere on the ground.

It seems like there was a fierce battle here a long time ago, and I had to put on my gas mask again and watch out.

Looking at the three secret doors in front of me, I hesitated and finally decided to enter the third tunnel on the left.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for a rapid gunfire to be heard at the end of the dim corridor.

I clutched my pistol in my hand, and even turned off the flashlight out of fear, and my eyes instantly fell into darkness.

Only the distant sound of gunfire and a vague vision of barely visible outlines in front of me.

I walked cautiously in the direction where the gunshots came, but I didn't expect that in the next second, many black-clothed figures appeared in front of me, and they seemed to be shooting at some strange creature in the tunnel.

The sound of gunfire mixed with the heavy smell of gunpowder smoke filled the narrow tunnel, and I even heard the sound of automatic rifle bolt changing**.

For a while, it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he clenched the pistol in his hand that was soaked in cold sweat, but he didn't know whether to shoot and sneak attack.

It wasn't until there was suddenly no movement in front of him that he suddenly realized that these people must have run away from the others for some reason.

This is an opportunity to seize the opportunity to live.

If you miss this time, you will never know the purpose of the man in black's trip and all kinds of clues about the ancient kingdom of Yelang.

I didn't know if I was crazy to think like this, so I walked forward with round eyes and legs as if I didn't obey the call.

The men in black who were retreating were getting closer and closer to me, and my heart seemed to be stuck in my throat as the fierce gunfire rippled through the tunnel.

It wasn't until this moment that I could vaguely see what they were frantically dodging was a huge snail nearly half a meter long and spraying a poisonous mist, which was obviously many times larger than the little ghost hand snail they had encountered before.

The orange-yellow carapace glowed with an eerie glow from the flashlight, and even a little funny, the thing hid the tentacles of its whole body in its shell.

The pale green fog that erupted didn't seem to be just paralyzing people's bodies, otherwise it wouldn't have forced the man in black to retreat.