Chapter Ninety-Eight: Old Dao
I took the photo and looked at the yellowed photo of 100 people in my hand, and I really couldn't see any changes.
Just as he was about to return it to him, he heard the middle-aged fat man's voice echoing in his ears with full horror.
"If you take a closer look, do these people all look alike... It's almost exactly the same. ”
I listened to his reminder and not only brought the photo closer, this time not only the little devil behind me, but even the "battle-hardened" me couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"This..., these people all have exactly the same face."
I subconsciously whispered, and before my brain could react, another terrifying explosion followed.
"Boom."
The terrifying thunder sound was accompanied by flashes of light, as if the sky was falling, and the little devil behind him seemed to be a little unable to hold on and almost fell to the ground.
I quickly pulled her back, but I heard the middle-aged fat man in front of me muttering to himself in horror.
"This photograph was taken shortly after the group of archaeologists left, during the rehabilitation ceremony of hundreds of mentally ill people."
"Well..., I was almost scared to death when I washed the photo out, this... Isn't this exactly the same as the general on the mural in the tomb?"
"Shhhh
Listening to his words, I couldn't help but gasp, and then said softly: "Have you seen the appearance of that general?" ”
The atmosphere in the air seemed to condense into ice, and Xiao Yue behind him didn't even dare to breathe.
The middle-aged fat man in front of him seemed to be really too scared, and even looked out the window at the dark clouds from time to time.
After finally determining that there was nothing, he sighed deeply and said: "The owner of this tomb is the general of the Yuan Dynasty Khan Wokotai, named Tie Yun'er Gu. ”
"So that a wolf tooth stabbing hammer of more than two or three hundred catties is unstoppable everywhere the battlefield goes, and all the enemies who are defeated by him are torn apart and not finished."
"The Khan of the Yuan Dynasty is the third son of Genghis Khan, he also wanted to expand his territory to the west to conquer the Western European continent, and in the seventh year after his accession to the throne, although the Yuan Dynasty under his rule was not as prosperous as his father, but he also made the surrounding countries submit, and it was by virtue of this mace general Tie Yun'er bone that captured it."
However, when he was ordered to crusade against a small border country, a strange thing happened.
I couldn't help but feel a little impatient when I listened to his trembling words.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to tell him to speak quickly, he suddenly heard a violent glass breaking sound outside the door.
"Smack..."
It's as if someone is banging on a window.
The middle-aged fat man in front of him was so frightened that he sat in place, muttering something in his mouth.
"No... I can't go any further, the rain has been a warning to me these days, no, no... I absolutely can't say it. ”
He looked flustered, and the fat on his face was almost twisted together, so frightened that Xiao Yue hurriedly hid behind me.
A slight sense of vigilance rose in my heart, and I walked to the door with a little step.
The light in the room became darker and darker, and the rain outside the window was constantly beating on the glass.
Gently pushing open the door, looking at the dark and empty corridor, I had a premonition that something was wrong.
The middle-aged fat man behind him was curled up under his desk, which should have been very funny, and I couldn't laugh at the frightened and almost distorted expression on his face.
"Smack."
A crisp sound of glass shattering came to my ears, and I suddenly turned my head to look and found that a crack suddenly appeared in the fire hydrant mirror embedded in the wall next to me.
Then it spread like a spider's web, followed by a second, then a third, and a fourth.
The crisp sound of glass shattering is endless.
"TM, it's hard to think that something is really going on."
I scolded angrily, a nameless anger burned in my heart, and I only felt as if something was stuck in my throat, and it was very uncomfortable to want to vomit but couldn't vomit.
"Gan... Mr. Gan, I... Let's get out of here, it looks like we're really it off today. ”
"Don't go again... I'm afraid the whole building will have to be buried with him. ”
The frightened voice of the middle-aged fat man behind him came from under the table little by little, and he seemed to be a little accustomed to it.
But he never imagined that the thing he was talking about would be as terrible as it is today.
"TM's, those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming."
"I'd like to see who's pretending."
The fire in my heart condensed into a breath of qi in my chest, even in the face of such a strange environment, I still did not associate these phenomena with ethereal ghosts like ordinary people.
"I only remember that Wu Laogou once said that people and ghosts are more scaring themselves."
Even if there are ghosts, it's too late for you to run.
However, Wu Laogou seemed to be afraid of these ethereal things in my impression at the beginning.
For example, burn incense before opening the coffin, and if the incense is suddenly broken, you should put the things in your hand back one by one according to their original position.
However, when he first met me, I still remember the things of pretending to be ghosts to scare me, and the sacrificial clothes he wore and the drumsticks in his hands were actually very promising.
He once dictated to me that it was dug up in the ancestral grave of a few tribes in Xiangxi, and that as long as it was gently tapped, it would have a psychedelic effect.
In the end, the legendary Xiangxi Corpse King jumped out of the coffin, and he died in a hurry without even taking any of the artifacts.
The Corpse King was invulnerable and was covered in poison and killed by the touch, so he once told me that it was the most embarrassing time in his fighting career.
While he was thinking about it, he heard a sudden shout at the end of the corridor.
"There are so many lonely souls and wild ghosts, look at the poor road to wipe you all out today."
"In vain."
I frowned, looking at the three people in the corridor who were gradually approaching me, and I couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Even Xiao Yue, who was extremely scared in her heart, suddenly poked her head out of my shoulder and watched curiously.
"Help... Rescuers, it must be the old way coming. ”
The middle-aged fat man hiding under the desk was suddenly overjoyed, and his voice was full of joy and surprise.
He knocked me and Xiaoyue away with a single lunge, and it seemed that he had long since lost the posture of the previous dean, but just as he ran out of the office.
"Boom."
A loud bang accompanied by dust and smoke suddenly echoed in his ears.
As soon as the front foot left, the huge bookshelf behind him suddenly fell down without warning, and the dust and smoke were filled with the sound of Xiao Yue's rapid heartbeat.
"How... How could it be so coincidental. ”
I froze in place, my mind blank and I couldn't sort out my thoughts.
"Where the lonely souls and wild ghosts run, the poor road will kill you all today."
A violent roar echoed through the quiet corridor.
I watched as three Taoist priests, dressed in tattered robes and like beggars on the side of the road, strode towards me.
The peachwood sword behind him hangs red spikes, just like depicted in the popular zombie movies at the moment.
I forgot to take a puff of the cigarette in my hand until it burned out.
For a while, my mind was blank and my thoughts were broken, but fortunately I stood there and saw how things would develop.
The old way seems to be a little older, but if you ignore his shabby outfit, it really has some charm of the popular ancient road.