(Girls' Literature)

"One less? How do you know? "I withdrew my attention and went to look at the corpses on the shrine, I hadn't paid attention to the number of corpses before, but I had roughly estimated that there were about a dozen, so I only had a rough impression of the number of them, and I was not sure if there was one more or less at this glance.

But the doornail looked flustered, it shouldn't be a joke with me.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the last row of the shrine: "Look closely, should there have been corpses there before?" ”

I followed his finger and saw that all the bodies were arranged in a triangular formation, and the further back they were, the more they were arranged, and the last row was nine, and at first glance I didn't notice anything wrong, but when I looked closely, I noticed that there was not one less corpse, but one more seat in the last row.

"Don't be surprised, maybe there is an extra seat to prepare for the next one." I comforted the doornail for a moment, but I didn't believe it, because I found a pile of paraffin debris on the seat.

I immediately became vigilant and looked around all the corners, and the doornail saw that I was also nervous, and hurried back to the door.

"One more word of advice, don't take more than five steps away from me." I was very serious, and the doornails stopped immediately.

"Close the door." I waved my hand and jumped onto the shrine.

"Huh?" The doornail made an exaggerated and incomprehensible expression: "In case that corpse suddenly comes out, how can we run?" Wouldn't it be a ...... to close the door and hit the door" I thought it was wrong, and I forced the words behind it back.

"I've taken a closer look at it now." I cautiously slipped through the gap between the corpses and squeezed into the last row: "There is no hiding place in the main hall, if the corpse is up, it must not be in the main hall, maybe he went out to pee, and is on his way back at this time." ”

"Holy." The door nail went to push the door: "Are you sure you read carefully?" Why wasn't a single body missing found in the first place? Is a dead body also bad for a prostate? Go out in the middle of the night to pee! ”

"You're a quick learner to slap your face." I had already reached the empty seat, pinched a handful of paraffin crumbs, and looked at it and felt that it was not right.

The size of the debris is very uniform, one by one, it seems to have been scraped off, if it is really a corpse, I don't believe that this zongzi still has the leisure to slowly peel off the paraffin wax on his body, then it is too ironic, a zongzi, sitting on the shrine, scraping the paraffin on his body piece by piece like a baboon catching lice? When did zongzi become so hygienic?

I told me what I thought, and the doornail was measuring his distance from me under the shrine: "You mean that someone deliberately stripped the paraffin wax off the corpse?" As he spoke, he also jumped on the shrine: "Xiao Guan Ye, is the five steps you said a straight line distance?" And then I tried to squeeze in too.

"Take it easy, don't touch the paraffin wax of other corpses, once you open the mind, the yang energy on our bodies will make them corpses." I patted the paraffin wax off my hand: "Maybe it's a corpse robbery, remember those German corpses, right?" The gringo taste is very strong, and the theft of mummies is more rampant than the theft of funeral goods. "I vaguely feel that this is very possible, if you follow my main line analysis, these wet corpses are likely to parasitize the larvae of the corpse Gu, after the Germans stole the corpses, activated the corpse Gu, and the whole army was wiped out.

"It's possible, it's said that the sinking of the bottom of the sea, Mrs., is related to the mummy." The doornails crept up to me and wiped their sweat.

"Whose wife sank to the bottom of the sea?" I looked at the other corpses and asked absentmindedly.

The door nail sounded: "It's the Titanic, isn't the English name Mrs. Hello?" ”

I ignored him, and focused my attention on a corpse next to me, because I saw a distinctive sign on the back of his hand.

The corpses were all sitting cross-legged, holding Yuan in both hands, the backs of their hands were slightly facing down, and the skin of all the corpses was a kind of purple color, which was basically impossible to find if you didn't look at it very carefully.

On the back of the corpse's hand, there was an inky tattoo, a running tiger.

I quickly took out the ghost hand from my backpack, put it next to the corpse and compared it, and took a sharp breath of cold air, the tattoo on the back of the corpse's hand turned out to be exactly the same as the ghost hand.

The doornail was startled when he saw me suddenly take out a human hand, and looked at me with extremely strange eyes: "Little Guan Ye, who did you break the corpse tome?" As he spoke, he involuntarily took a step back.

"Don't move!" I exclaimed, but it was too late, the door nail had already stepped into the arms of the corpse behind me, and the paraffin on the corpse cracked with a few clicks.

The door nail was startled, and he quickly retracted his feet, but because he was too excited, he suddenly lost his balance and fell backwards.

I cursed, quickly took a step, reached for the door nail, pulled and pulled, but I could clearly feel the foot of the step was empty, and when I looked down, I just stepped on the empty seat, and the seat had sunken.

Immediately afterward, I heard a rumbling sound coming from the wall behind the shrine, and we shrank our necks, and just about to flash people, we looked at the wall, and a secret door was opened, and a hole appeared.

The doornail looked at the doorway, and then at my feet, and looked confused, meaning this can be okay?

I wrapped the ghost hand from the new and put it in my backpack, and it seemed that more and more clues had begun to emerge, and everything pointed to this lama temple.

The doornail stared at my ghost hand, and I didn't bother to explain it to him, so I looked into the doorway, which was a downward sloping road, with a very steep slope, and it was pitch black below, and the wind was gusting.

There is wind, which means that this corridor must be connected to the outside world.

I blew up a fire fold and threw it into the corridor, watching it tumble all the way to a depth of about five or six floors and stopped, and the flames shook with the majestic wind, jumping and jumping, like a ghost fire.

"You want to go down?" The doornail glanced underneath: "Let's not make a difference." ”

"You want to listen to them tell you a bedtime story here?" I pulled out my masonry hammer, slammed it across the hole against the secret door, and got inside.

"Do I have any other choice?" The doornail looked at me innocently: "For example...... I'll go back to the mirror palace of the pagoda, and wait for you to go out and open the mechanism to save me out, it's so touching, it sounds a little like agarwood splitting the mountain to save my mother. ”

"The first way?" I saw that his expression was indeed a little wilted, and I couldn't help but regret bringing him in.

The doornail nodded silently: "Even if you can't save me out, at least in a few years, there will be archaeologists who will send me to the museum for people to visit, so that my descendants can also point to my specimens and brag to others, I'm afraid that if I follow you like this, I don't even have any hope of being dug up, to be honest, don't care, Xiao Guan Ye, you can toss." ”