Chapter 45: The Flesh-winged Bat

Wu Ze flipped through the small notebook, to his surprise, there were not many records in it, only the first few pages simply recorded what happened after they went underground.

"On the first day, we had two dead, damn bloodsuckers!"

"Today is the fourth day, we have encountered many strange creatures, the most terrifying of which is a disgusting thing parasitic in the corpse, they are able to control the corpse, launch an attack on living creatures, and we have killed five people!"

“……”

"It's the fifteenth day, we can't live anymore, there are fewer and fewer people......"

After Wu Ze saw it, there was nothing he had gained, he handed the notebook to Bruce, and Bruce couldn't see why.

What is certain is that the previous treasure hunt team was quite numerous, and the team suffered a heavy blow in the end.

"Brother Ze, look what that is!"

Wu Ze was just about to speak, when Fat Luo suddenly screamed.

Call!

A gust of wind blew, the entire pulley carriage shook violently, and several corpses were blown off the ghost town.

In the darkness, a group of bats with fishy mouths and huge wings are roaring, some of their eyes are red, and some of them emit a strange green glow, which is particularly terrifying in the dark.

"Damn, it's some mutated beast again!"

Just like waiting for these disgusting bats to fly over, the final result can be imagined, and it can basically be concluded that the three of them can only be eaten by these bats as a snack.

"What about Brother Ze?"

"Rope down, go to the ghost town!"

Although the ghost town is also full of dangers, no matter how you say it, it is better than being eaten by those bats in the next moment.

"Buckle up the safety buckle and go now!" Wu Ze suddenly picked up a bundle of ropes and threw it towards the ghost town.

Because the beneath was shrouded in mist forming a miserable white face, it was impossible to tell how high it was underneath, Wu Ze only hoped that the bundle of rope was long enough to drop to the bottom.

If the rope is too short, then sliding down like this is almost equivalent to jumping off a building.

However, if you don't jump, you have to jump, and now they are not looking for it at all.

The fishy smell of the bats had already come with the wind, as if they would rush into the carriage in the next moment, gnawing them to the bone.

Although there is still a distance ...... "squeaky squeak", the excited cries of the bats are extremely piercing to their ears.

"Put on your gas mask, too!"

Because I don't know if it is really a mist below, if it is poisonous gas, wearing a gas mask may have some effect, Wu Ze thought of this, so he shouted at Luo Fatzi again.

Wu Ze put on a mask, took the safety buckle, grabbed the rope and took the lead to climb down.

Because of the sudden strong wind, Wu Ze's whole body staggered, barely controlling the balance of his body, and soon it was about to fall above the mist, and from such a close distance, those pale faces looked more real.

It seems that in the next moment, he will open his mouth and engulf everyone one by one.

Fortunately, the rope that Wu Ze threw down was between the two miserable white faces, otherwise he would have fallen directly to the end of that face, and I am afraid that I would not know what would happen.

Luo Fatzi had already come down with Wu Ze, and Wu Ze slowly slid down, and the whole person soon entered the mist.

Now it seems that wearing a gas mask is a very wise choice, because the water mist here is completely different from what I have encountered before, and it seems that it must be poisonous.

Wu Ze couldn't figure it out in his head, he didn't know what the connection between those weird bats and this ghost town was, could it be that he and Bruce stayed in that pulley carriage for too long, what touched it, causing those bats to attack directly?

All this seems too mysterious!

Wu Ze disappeared into the mist, and the surroundings seemed to be quiet suddenly, and he could still hear the sound of bats, but now he seemed to be half isolated, and only water vapor was flowing around his body, as if the whole person had entered a void somewhere.

But this feeling was interrupted by Luo Fatzi's shouting!

"Brother Ze, look, there's a dead man here!"

What is this fat man screaming nonsense, how can there be a dead person in mid-air, can the corpse still float!

"Fatty, what do you say!"

"Come down and take a look!" Luo Fatzi shouted again.

It turned out that when Wu Ze was stunned for a moment before, Luo Fatzi had already descended below him.

Wu Ze quickly went down, and when he came to a place about the height of Luo Fatzi, he saw a broken head exposed.

"Don't move yet, let's watch!"

Wu Ze turned on the strong flashlight and shone it around, only to find that on the edge of his own landslide, there was a cliff for some reason, and a corpse seemed to have fallen from it and fell onto a stone pillar that stretched out of the cliff.

Due to the thick fog, it looks like a head floating in mid-air.

The pillar was not big, but it was big enough for a man to barely step on, and the corpse was stuck in a gap on the side of the pillar.

Wu Ze cautiously stepped on the stone pillar, pulled the corpse, and found that it was motionless and very tightly stuck.

Judging from the clothes on the corpse's body, it should be the same group of people as the corpses found in the pulley carriage before, but the strange thing is that the corpses above are highly decomposed, and this corpse looks very fresh, and it has not been dead for a long time.

In this case, things don't make sense.

Wu Ze suddenly remembered that the corpses he saw at the front part of the train transfer station before also looked like they had just died, could it be that different batches of treasure hunters had come down and died again?

Wu Ze was thinking about it, and at this time, Bruce also came down, and he was also staring at the corpse.

"Fatty, let's go on, remember to be careful!"

Since you can't think of a reason, you just don't want to think about it so much, and take one step at a time.

However, as the rope became shorter inch by inch, Wu Ze became more and more worried in his heart, the mist here did not mean to dissipate at all, but became thicker and thicker, and he didn't know when he would be able to slide down to the end.

Another change is that the temperature below seems to be much higher than above, Wu Ze began to sweat, and Luo Fatzi was already sweating.

"Brother Ze, it's hot to death, what's down here, is it a hot spring, or the eighteenth layer of hell in Huangquan!"

Wu Ze didn't know what the specific situation was below, the irradiation distance of the headlamp here was only a very short section, and even the fat man Luo next to him couldn't see it clearly, so he could only rely on his shouting to locate it.

Thinking about how long the rope was left, Wu Ze's heart was very uneasy, and at this time, he suddenly heard Luo Fatzi screaming.

"Fatty, what's wrong with you?"

"Fatty, there you are!"

No matter what Wu Ze called, he didn't respond at all.

Wu Ze's heart was entangled in an instant, could it be that the fat man's rope came to an end, and the whole person fell and slipped?