The mouse looked at the compressed clothes behind the palace and said that we all say in the industry, "The dragon's nest hides the mountain, the tiger tomb is in the forest, the Sichuan character is the first, and the wing word does not go to the side".

Judging from the position of the compass and the undulating terrain, as well as the fog that obscures the sky and the sun, it is obvious that this is a wing hole, and it is better for us to go straight along the main road, and there will be no receipt on either side.

The compression coat nodded, and the rat waved his hand, and we continued to walk straight.

Wing word hole? My heart moved, and I remembered that I seemed to have read it in a feng shui book.

The so-called wing cave is actually a relatively rare ancient tomb structure, which is generally common in large tombs.

It has two distinctive features, the first is that the tomb is roughly L-shaped, and the two sides are of equal length, with many forks, like wings on wings. This is the meaning of "soaring into the sky and becoming an immortal".

The second is that such tombs are generally close to water sources, and there are many fog or inland rivers in the tombs. It means that "water gushes and wealth gathers, and great luck never ends".

It's no wonder that I hear the sound of water flowing all the time, so there is a chance that there will be an inland river here.

As I walked forward, I planned how to get out.

I'm easy to do with the fat man, and with the strength of our feet alone, these people will definitely not be able to catch up. But He Xiaoqi and Xiao Jun can't do it, if they are detained at the wrong time, it will be even more tricky.

And these tomb robbers have guns in their hands, and there are more than one. There are shotguns with strong close-range lethality, as well as submachine guns, and if we really get into a freeze and open fire, we are not sure that we will be able to retreat with all our bodies.

Judging from the current situation, we can only make mistakes to it and find the right opportunity to make plans.

As we continued to move forward, the sound of the water became louder and louder, and the mist in the air seemed to be washed away by the flowing water, and it became a little lighter.

It didn't take long for me to see a river in front of me, shining with the light of my flashlight, cutting off the road straight ahead.

I shot the beam of light from my flashlight across the river, and I could vaguely see the bright stone wall, indicating that the road straight had come to an end. According to the general direction, the location of this river should be the confluence of two straight lines of L.

When the pillar of light shone downward, I saw that the river was about seven or eight meters wide, but it was extremely long and straight, stretching to the left without end, drowning in mist, like a scene in a fairyland.

What's even stranger is that although the fog is still heavy, the water of this river looks black. Or that the liquid doesn't look like water at all, but some kind of oil.

They don't rush, they don't tumble, they are almost frozen but they are flowing slowly, there is a sound, and it gives people an extremely strange feeling.

There are some striking white garbage floating on the surface of the river, like plastic foam, which is difficult to see from a distance. There also seemed to be rock-like piles on both sides of the riverbed, obscured by the mist, and the shape was vaguely the bones of some kind of animal.

I could feel that there was a special smell in the water.

This smell is not the rotting smell of corpses, nor the saltiness of blood, nor the pungent smell of corpses, but an inexplicable smell of death produced after the death of corpses.

I am afraid that this kind of smell can only be experienced by those who have experienced it and seen mass graves and corpse piles with their own eyes. The smell was filled with the yin of the river, wrapped in a thick mist tumbling upwards......

I knew that the river was not clean, and I looked at everyone at the moment, and when I was far away from the riverbed, I turned around and continued to move forward.

We hid from the river, and the tomb robbers behind us didn't know what it was about.

When the stinky rascal Ma Leizi saw the river, he ran up excitedly and told us not to go, but to stop for a while.

Then he stood on the riverbed, shone it down with a flashlight, and said I'm rough, what kind of river is this? How is the water black?

The mouse held a compass, shook the river back and forth a few times, twisted the five or six centimeter-long beards on his chin and said that the inland river, the stagnant water, is still gushing. Over the years, it's not surprising that the water quality has turned black.

Hearing what the mouse said, Ma Leizi was relieved and said that he wanted to put some water. Before he finished speaking, he held a flashlight in his mouth, unbuttoned his pants with one hand and urinated into the river.

I took two more steps back towards the riverbed, beckoning the fat man to squat down and rest, while pricking up my ears and keeping my eyes fixed on the riverbed.

I saw Ma Leizi humming a little song while releasing water, condescendingly, and suddenly splashed a fine splash in the black river water.

The black river seemed to move secretly, and a piece of white plastic foam-like garbage immediately gushed up and floated on the water.

If you look closely, it's not some plastic foam, it's a pair of white eyes!

I saw that the eyes were round, swollen and swollen, like the size of a pair of fists, and the color was frighteningly white, in stark contrast to the black river around them.

In addition to a black pupil the size of a pea, these two eyes were also covered with fine red blood streaks, which were spiral-shaped, as if they would crack at any moment.

This is...... Fish in the river?

Ma Leizi obviously saw it too, and while beckoning everyone to come and see, he raised the flashlight in his hand and shone at the pair of eyes.

Under the illumination of the pillar of light, the white eyes did not react in particular. It was slow, and it seemed to be swimming towards the shore little by little, in the direction of Ma Leizi.

"I'm rough! What a fish......"

Ma Leizi became interested, picked up a stone from the riverbed, and threw it towards the eyes in the river.

With a bang, the stone did not hit the target, and sank quickly after tossing in the dark water.

With the sinking of the stones, several pairs of white eyes came up from the depths, gathered together with the first pair of eyes, and slowly swam in the direction of Ma Leizi.

Three, five, ten, twenty......

In the blink of an eye, there were more and more of them, and a dense mass appeared in the entire river. They stared silently, without even blinking their eyelids, and their scalps tingled for a while.

I chuckled in my heart, although I knew that this ancient tomb ink river was not clean, and there must be evil hidden in it, but I didn't expect that there were so many creatures in the river.

Ma Leizi was also startled by the dense eyes, he instinctively stepped back, but he didn't expect to mix garlic under his feet, and with an "ah" sound, the whole person fell backwards on his back......

At the moment when he fell, a "quack" sounded in my ears, and a black shadow jumped up directly from the river, jumped two or three meters high, and pounced straight on Ma Leizi who fell to the ground.

All the people were stunned.

The Ma Leizi was even more panicked after falling to the ground, he was already fat, and this fall was not light, and the flashlight he was holding also let go, and he rolled to the side with a grunt.

As the pillar of light of the flashlight shot randomly on the ground, those fogs surged in the light and shadow, like a giant hand, covering Ma Leizi's entire body in an instant......