Through the dazzling white light, I could see the surroundings clearly: in the belly of this mountain, there were about a dozen football fields the size, and we were densely packed with stone monuments, all of which were facing the direction of the Chiyou statue, and with the naked eye, I could clearly see that some of them were about to fall at any time, and I could feel that some kind of object was about to break through the ground on the top of the stone monument; Even more intuitive are the people in front of us, and I can already see from their impatient movements that they can't wait to ravage and tear us apart as prey! Looking around, the five of us have been blocked by the Tears Army. two mortals who have lost their fighting spirit; two half-living people lying on the ground; A beggar who can't speak, this combination is the life of the group!

"Jing Ke, what's in the sky?" We have reached the critical point of life and death, and the mouse still cares about the things in the sky.

I raised my eyes to look at the slowly falling point of light, as if I had seen it somewhere, but I was in a hurry and forgot the words when the words came to my mouth. Light...... Light...... Bright ...... "shine...... Flares! I blurted out. It's clearly a flare, and it's certainly not a freak like me who can use such high-tech here. The slowly falling light didn't last long, but it seemed to me that it was a life-saving light. I let out a sigh of relief, as if I had grabbed the rope to save my life. Looking at the tearful army in front of me, although they are eyeing us, they have always been a meter away from us, and they seem to be a little afraid of us living people.

"See, they're afraid of us." I don't know where the sense of security comes from, so I actually lit a cigarette and took a hard puff.

The mouse shook his head and said in frustration: "Aren't you scared and confused?" ”

At this moment, the cave has returned to darkness, and the flashlight hit the face of the tear army, and two crimson blood and tears cut through the distorted face, and with the occasional blow, my scalp was numb. I patted the mouse and motioned for him to lower the voltage of his hand, and if I continued to take this picture, my mentality, which I had finally recovered, would collapse again. I whispered to the mouse, "We may be saved!" ”

"Saved?" A voice came from underfoot. The old dragon finally propped up his sturdy body, stood up and said, "I know that Liao always has a way." is the so-called endless road, why don't you help me up first? ”

"You! Why didn't you look so energetic when you were desperate just now! I said angrily.

"Didn't I fall? Although I fell, my heart has always been with you. "We are not out of danger yet, but the old dragon is inexplicably cheerful, and he begins to adjust his tone.

"Phew!" We're still standing in the coffin, and we still have the time to laugh. I really don't know if the old dragon is heartless or calm.

"Mr. Liao, don't say hello yet. You say we have to be saved...... "The old dragon saw the tearful army close at hand, all covered like chaff, and he was about to go to the ground again as he spoke, "I said Mr. Liao, you are teasing!" Those monsters are still in front of you, and you tell me that we are saved? ”

I hurriedly held the old dragon, and I could clearly feel that he was very resistant to getting up, and his center of gravity was always downward. "Can you old man be tougher, those grandsons are afraid of us and don't dare to come!" I pointed to the Tear Blood Army in front of me with my chin and said to the old dragon. If I don't say anything to persuade me, this 180-pound fat man will definitely take me to the ground.

"Huh! You doll is lying now and don't even make drafts! My pants aren't dry yet! They don't dare to come? As you saw earlier, they want to tear us up. The old dragon pulled his voice and shouted, and the tear and blood army in front of him were all shocked by the old dragon's loud voice.

The mouse waved his hand and asked the old dragon to be quiet: "Who has the kung fu to joke with you now." Didn't you notice that you were making a fuss here for a long time, and no monster approached? ”

"yes!" The old dragon also seemed to notice the strangeness of the Tears and Blood Army, and only then did he relax his spirits. "But if they don't come, we can't get out. In the end, we're going to have to die here! So Mr. Liao, what is your solution? "As for Lao Long's way of chatting with one foot in the sky and one foot in the ground, ordinary people really can't accept it.

I told the old dragon that someone had fired a flare in the belly of the mountain just now, which means that those people are at least well-equipped, not to mention that they can deal with the Tear Army, at least they can get us out of the predicament. The old dragon nodded frequently after hearing this, and then began his soul torture again: "Will there be other people in this place?" "Old Dragon, this question is to the point. The people who appeared in the belly of the mountain at this time should not be the rescuers brought by Lao Zhou, and it is impossible for them to arrive here quickly. The only explanation is the tomb robbers! But now, whether he is a good person or a bad person, the one who can save us is a useful person.

I beckoned the mouse to help Chaoyangjun up, the kid hasn't woken up since he passed out, I tried to pinch the acupoint a few times, but there was no response at all; I was so scared that I quickly probed my nose - why can't this kid wake up when he's still alive? I asked the old dragon to carry Chaoyangjun on his back, and I and the mouse held the folding shovel, ready to break through at any time. I also took a special look at the beggar not far away, who was still holding the statue of Chiyou in the same place, and reciting a language that he didn't understand at all. Ay! We can't take care of you anymore, you better ask for more blessings, or wish you to be reincarnated into a good family in the next life.

"Mr. Liao, what are we going to do next! Don't look at your colleague's body, it's weirdly heavy. The old dragon urged vigorously.

"It's simple." I rummaged through the remnants of the water in my bag, hoping to drink it and strengthen my courage, but when I put it to my lips, I just gently wet my lower lip.

"Simple?" The old dragon and the mouse asked together.

I don't want to speak now, nodding in response.

"So what do we do?" The old dragon is still asking?

How?

"Help—life—ah!" I screamed with all my strength to the sky! "Help—life—ah! We're here! ”

"Jing Ke, what are you doing?" The rat couldn't stand my pig-killing shouts.

"Ahem...... My brother, if we don't call it, how will others know that we are trapped here? "I'm going to smoke here, but you guys are shouting together, and you're still asking me what I'm doing here?

"You want those people to come and save us?" The old dragon is a reminiscence.

"Or else? Do you have any other options? As we spoke, the tearful army was already ready to move, their bloody eyes wandering restlessly over us, and they might pounce on us in the next second. I looked back at the beggar, and he looked at me with an expression that bordered on mockery, as if to say that I was an idiot. Looking at the restless Tear Army, I can't wait to sacrifice this beggar to those uncles in exchange for our rotten lives.

After a moment's hesitation, the mouse asked me if I had heard anything. I held my breath, and there seemed to be a human cry wafting through the hollow darkness, presumably in response to my shout.

"I hear you! They should have come looking for us! "I rekindled hope in my heart, and motioned for the rat to hurry up and speak out to guide the rescuers.

The rats shouted a few times, and this time the sound came back a little clearer, and it seemed that they were moving in our direction. Suddenly, the beggar began to get agitated, and he writhed as if babbling, unaware that it was a new dance created by some soul dancer. When I was still wondering what kind of routine this was, the beggar pounced on us with his arms in his arms as if he were in front of us.

I'll go! Are you sacrificing your life for righteousness? I didn't think much of it, and shouted at the old dragon and the mouse, "Run!" Run backwards! As I spoke, I turned around and ran away, thinking that there was only one tear army behind me, and how could I and the mouse cover the old dragon and rush over. I didn't forget to look back at the beggar as I ran. I don't know if I don't know this, everything that happened in front of me almost made my jaw drop to the ground - the beggar actually passed through the Tear Army all the way unimpeded, and the Tear Army that originally blocked our way actually made a passage for the beggar like an honor guard, and it can even be said that it watched the beggar go away respectfully.

I'll lose your mother! What kind of fuss are you going to make!

"What are you doing!" I was still marveling at what was happening in front of me, and I only heard the mouse growl, and I felt like I was being pushed. Before I could figure out what was going on, I saw a shovel almost slash through my nose and hit something hard. I fixed my eyes and saw that the folding shovel in the mouse's hand greeted directly on the face of the tearful army. Now is not the time to say thanks, I took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation to make a shovel on the throat of the Tear Army, and cut a bloody mark directly at its throat. The monster whimpered and stepped back.

Taking advantage of this vacancy, the old dragon had already run out of the encirclement with Chaoyang Junjun on his back. I didn't love to fight with the mouse, so I left the screaming tear army and ran along the back of the old dragon. Along the way, you can see stone monuments being overturned, showing scattered pits. Where do we dare to stop and check what is going on, we can only follow the old dragon and run between the narrow passages. I don't know how long I walked, but the old dragon stopped.

"What's up!" I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, if there is another wave of tears and blood in front of us, we will definitely be reimbursed.

"Nothing! I...... I see the ...... Order, we ...... We're back to ...... It's back to the stele. The old dragon replied breathlessly.

"Oh, let's keep walking!" Now that we're back at the stele, we should have reached safety.

"That...... Lao Liao, come and see, there is a door in front of me. The old dragon's words were a little puzzled.

Nani?

I hurriedly stepped forward to check. Several stone tablets had been overturned at my feet, and the pungent smell stimulated my sense of smell from time to time, stirring my stomach juices; On my left hand side is the steps leading to the stele and the statue of Chiyou, and a few steps above is the statue of Chiyou that reigns over the world; In front of me was a stone wall with a door on top of it. The door panel has long since decayed, and only the broken door frame is left to give a general idea of the direction of the door. We were only chasing beggars, and we didn't notice that there was such a place on the stone wall. I picked up my flashlight and shone it through the door, and the bones were scattered all over the ground, and I don't know what age it was. Ever since I saw the Tears Army, this skeleton and corpse is just a trick in my opinion.

"Jing Ke, stop for a moment." The rat interrupted me suddenly.

"How?"

"What do you see what that is?" The rat pointed to a pile of white bones for me to recognize.

"Don't be kidding, there's something there." My flashlight shook where the mouse was pointing, and there was nothing but a few bones.

"Where have you been? It's not over there, it's against the wall. The mouse continued to point. I said in my heart that if I am not afraid of ghosts and scares, I am afraid of people and people, but now I am not worried about some ghosts, snakes, and gods rushing out of the door, and my mind is all about guarding against the rat suddenly scaring me.

My flashlight followed the direction the rat pointed: a figure leaning against the corner. Unlike the white bones that had long been scattered, he was wearing a jacket, his head was drooping and he couldn't see his face clearly, and a long knife that was dangling was not in his abdomen, thinking that he had committed suicide not long ago.

"It's chic! What age is it, and I still learn Japanese samurai caesarean section. "The posture of the dead body is very reminiscent of the scene of the Japanese samurai committing suicide and apologizing for their sins after the defeat of the war. I was wondering if I should take a closer look when I heard a voice behind me—

"Lao Liao, run!"