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Yu Su's words made us a little baffled, and Hu Zi wondered: "It's just a name, if it's not called a ghost town, is it called heaven and earth?" Or......? ”

I don't think Yu Su wanted to complain, so after thinking about it carefully, he asked, "What do you mean?" Do you know anything else? ”

Yu Su's face turned a little pale: "In the information provided to us by Li Sanshou, it was also mentioned that the name of this ghost town was called by their scientific expedition team back then, the reason is that when the six-fingered leader was buried, a large number of slaves were slaughtered to accompany the burial, and these undead were too resentful, and they couldn't cross the weak water, so they could only wander in the imperial tomb, so they called this place a ghost town." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It's just that at that time I thought this was too unscientific, and we had also entered many ancient tombs, and we had never seen ghosts in the real sense, so I didn't reveal Li Sanshou's words to everyone, and now so many people suddenly appeared and wanted our lives, and there could be no one here except us and that madman, so ......"

One-eyed grinned: "So you think that all the ghosts outside are there?" Damn, if it's really a ghost, it's easier to deal with than a human, but his fucking ghosts can play with guns, which is a bit tricky. ”

The beard said: "Even if that ghost is playing with a Scud missile, it is a ghost after all, as long as it is a ghost, there is no one who is not afraid of people, damn, we are a few big living people, can we still let a group of people who will not breathe to be trapped to death?" Brothers, in order to fight feudalism, let's fight! ”

Everyone was indifferent, and I couldn't help but get angry: "I said beard, your pre-war mobilization seems to be a little too old-fashioned, right?" ”

The beard was a little unhappy, and he said with a tooth: "Damn, what should I do?" Either go out and fight, or kowtow a few heads, burn three sticks of incense, and leave. ”

Suddenly, there were several more gunshots outside, which frightened several people to shrink their necks, and then the gunshots rang out one after another, and nothing could be heard.

Hu Zi yelled anxiously: "Damn, are we going to the ghost town for Christmas?" Why are you still setting off firecrackers? ”

I thought about it right, those guys outside are using semi-automatic rifles, how can I listen to this gunshot, it is denser than the Thompson submachine gun, damn it, the firepower of these ghosts is awesome enough!

Immediately after, all the gunfire disappeared in an instant, and the entire ghost town was silent and silent, so quiet that even our gasps felt harsh.

"What's the situation? Did they commit suicide en masse? After half a minute, the beard relaxed.

As soon as the words fell, a figure flashed at the door, and a person stopped in front of us as if he was flying.

"Click!" The flashlight turned on, and the person turned out to be a knife.

Everyone looked at him stunned, and the knife's chest fell together, as if he had just finished a marathon, and he stood like that, his eyes were cold.

"Water!" The knife finally spoke, and I immediately unscrewed the kettle and obediently handed it to him.

The knife poured a large mouthful of water violently, and then he took a breath and said, "The madman was picked off by me and broke his tendons, but he still ran away, it's not clean here, let's take the exam as soon as possible." ”

We wanted to ask questions, but were rejected by the knife wave, and looking at his appearance, he seemed very tired.

The team doctor's bleeding had stopped, but he had some fever, and because the heart was too close to the wound, we didn't dare to treat him easily, so we could only pray that he could survive.

The beard removed the bed board and made a stretcher, which was soaked for a long time before the Persian cat and Paan were willing to carry the wounded.

Knife told me to follow him, shuttling through the complex corridors, I wanted to see if those were ghosts, but Knife told us not to look back, saying that as long as we turned around, even if he had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to save us. No one knew what he meant, but he could hear that his tone was very solemn, and everyone had to move forward.