I didn't dare to come out of the beard, and all my thoughts were on the wardrobe.

The room outside was a blur of flesh and blood, and the heart-rending screams had long since stopped. Instead, there was a chewing sound that made the roots of the teeth tremble.

The lone flashlight in the room was still on, illuminating most of the space, and Beard and I could see the purple figure lying on the ground and eating the man it had just killed.

That scene can no longer be called horrific, it should be bloody. It makes people sick to the stomach and nauseous. If it weren't for the fact that I had seen the process of human anatomy, I wouldn't have been able to stand it anyway. Even so, I retched a few times.

There was still no movement in the wardrobe opposite, and it was impossible for me and Beard to talk to anything at this time, only to keep looking outside, and at the same time we were all on guard against the unknown emergency.

I don't know how long it was, maybe a minute, maybe ten minutes, maybe an hour. The human sense at this time has no definite accuracy, already.

The cyan figure finally stood up, and it was only then that I noticed the figure's face. Anyway, this is a handsome face that is better than most people. I didn't see the blue-faced fangs I expected, on the contrary, this face was no different from ordinary people, just a little paler, and the trace of blood hanging from the corners of the mouth made people shudder.

It was such a handsome face that made me tremble like I was in an ice cellar.

The owner of that face turned out to be me.

To be precise, the person who pretended to be me turned out to be a real 'carnivore' at this time.

The 'I' spun around in circles, and finally walked towards the closet with eight doors. He opened the doors of the closet one by one, and Beard and I stared intently at the movement of the closet.

Empty.

It was empty, there was nothing. My heart trembled, where did those people go? I had just watched them enter the closet, but when I opened the closet, there was no one inside. Not even anything.

Inside, it's just pitch black.

Seeing that there was no one in the closet, I' let out a low roar similar to that of a wild beast, and then turned around and walked over to me and the bearded closet.

Worst.

I don't know if this thing is a human or a ghost, and I don't know if I can deal with it, if he finds out, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky.

What to do? I was busy looking at the beard. 、

Although the light of the flashlight was visible from outside, it was pitch black inside the closet, and I could hear the sound of my beard rummaging through my backpack in the dark.

The 'I' approached step by step, without any expression on his face, and his eyes were dull than a living person can have. I clenched my fists to calm myself down, thinking that I would let Beard shoot him as soon as he got to the door, or that I would poke him in the balls and see if that worked.

Soon he arrived at the door, and although I had been prepared, I still felt that my legs were trembling, and my clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

The moment the closet door was opened, I yelled to give myself courage, but it didn't seem to work. The Miao knife held in both hands stabbed out crookedly.

The sound of the 'bell' came, like a sound of stabbing on steel, and the feeling was not the feeling of piercing into **, but like knocking on a stone.

I was shocked, like I was desperate.

Suddenly, Beard held a black object in his hand and shoved it into my mouth. It was so fast that I didn't see what it was.

The next second. 'I' just stood there like a fool, with a large black donkey's hoof in my mouth.

The two of us quickly flashed out of the closet, far away from the closet.

Hu Zi exhaled, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "Damn, I didn't expect to meet 'Green Hair' here." Fortunately, Lao Tzu has a ninety-two-year-old black donkey hoof, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with. ”。

As he spoke, he took out the rope in his bag, and with a greeting, the two of them went over and tied up the 'I' with the donkey's hooves in his mouth.

Strange to say, the moment the black donkey's hooves entered his mouth, 'I' was like a little girl and honestly stood there, no matter how much my beard was rubbed, there was no response.

When the bundle was finally strong enough, I dared to ask the beard what was 'green hair'?

Hu Zi said: "That's a kind of zongzi in the ancient tomb, that is, zombies in the usual sense." Generally, black hair or white hair is the majority, green hair is not common, because green hair can be said to be close to becoming a fine, this thing is very powerful, invulnerable, our guns are not enough to shoot birds, there is almost no lethality to this thing. Only the black donkey's hooves are the natural nemesis of this zombie. If it weren't for the fact that we were in the dark and he was in the light, I would have taken it by surprise, and this black donkey's hooves might not have been easily sent into his mouth. ”。

I understood what he said, and it turned out that this thing was a zombie that had become a spirit. The strength is infinite, invulnerable, and under normal circumstances, it is a death.

Hu Zi said that there are really a lot of things about this 131 evil sect, and it will take at least a hundred years for a person to die before a corpse changes, and this guy will definitely not be able to die for more than five hours, and he can become so powerful, it's really strange, it should be poisoned by the corpse in it, otherwise it can't be explained.

That 'I' stood next to the closet and shook around, looking very honest. I put my mind at ease and walked quickly to the closet with eight doors, and looked inside, only to see that it was not a wardrobe at all, but a closet, just made to look like a wardrobe.

There is a step that extends downward in this closet, just now because the inside of the cabinet is a blind corner of our vision, so we didn't see it, but now when we look at this stone step, we immediately understand that those people are not eaten by the wardrobe, but into the inside of this step.

I looked at the pool of flesh and blood on the ground again, and thought to myself, this person must have been left to explore the wind, I didn't expect to die a tragic death here.

When the beard saw my discovery, he also came to his senses, and said, "This step can't be the second line of tomb robbery, right?" ”。

I don't know why, when I heard this, I had an inexplicable kind of mania in my heart.

Turning his head to the side, there was no writing, and it seemed that this was a passage.

Is it really the road to the fourth level of the passage?

I remembered the scene where the man escaped from the closet, and guessed that it might not be safe in this passage. Beard had thought of this too, so he hadn't shouted to go down until now.

I glanced at the 'me' who was tied into a dumpling and asked what should I do with this person?

Beard said that if it was in the open field, the situation would definitely burn. But this is underground, and there is a forest above, and it is dangerous to start a fire rashly. Why don't you just leave him to fend for here? Anyway, now he's no different from wood, and he can't hurt us.

I had to nod my head in agreement, I can't let us take him away, that's not looking for death.

Beard looked at the passage in the closet again, and said to me, "You said that there would be something on the lower floor, and we can't find the room where Dragon Tooth went anyway, so why don't you go in here and see what you can gain." ”。

I thought about his words carefully, and considered that the consequences of going in would be death. In the end, I finally decided to go inside with the beard to find out.

In fact, I know that until now, it has been almost a night since we entered the interior of this 131, not only did we not find Feijing and them, but even lost the Tibetan mastiff girl Geng Yan and them, and Yang Fei died, no matter how I think about it, it makes people secretly anxious in their hearts.

There is a new development at this point, and there is no reason why we should not go in and have a look. Maybe they'll be in there.

Thinking of Yang Fei's death, I feel sad in my heart, and I always feel sorry for this woman.

Sighing, shaking his head without thinking, he and his beard entered the passage.

At the entrance of the passage, I was surprised to find that there was a painting of ink treasure. The handwriting was clearly left by the boy in the flying mirror.

Just a few simple words: "I'm in. The road ahead is dangerous, be careful. 】