Hearing him say this, I couldn't help laughing at myself: "I don't do anything like this, I have to lose my life, otherwise I don't know how many times I will die." ”

Wu Lin ignored me, swept the light around a few times with his flashlight, and walked in the deepest direction of the tomb.

I threw one of the backpacks to him, and he weighed it to make sure it was his own.

In fact, I found that Wu Lin and Yan Yu were virtuous, and they were especially afraid that others would touch his things, and when he was weighing his backpack just now, he secretly glanced at me, as if I would steal his things.

But I didn't say much, anyway, in the face of Wu Lin's temperament that doesn't make oil and salt, there are some things you say in vain.

The two of us walked along the tomb road for about five minutes, and we found that there was a strange smell of blood in the air, the normal smell of blood was relatively weak, but the smell of blood here had a strong sour smell, which made people's noses dry.

"Is it the smell of human blood?" I asked Wu Lin.

Wu Lin frowned: "It's the smell of human blood, and I don't know where the sour taste comes from." ”

He spoke in a deliberately louder voice, as if trying to lure something out of the darkness.

The echo of Wu Lin echoed in the long tunnel, and it took a long time for it to completely disappear.

Wu Lin picked up his sniper rifle, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the wall not far away, and gave me an inquiring look.

I nodded, "Try it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Lin pressed the trigger, and the speed of the bullets was extremely fast, and the dull sound of gunfire and the sound of the stone wall being shattered sounded almost at the same time.

Wave after wave echoed in our ears, but what was hidden in the darkness seemed to have made up its mind to play hide and seek like us, and it did not appear for a long time.

Wu Lin cherished the bullets, and while reinsuring the gun, he said to me: "Speak, lead it out." ”

Let me speak, but what should I say, it's not a good place to chat.

After thinking about it for a long time, I asked Wu Lin: "There is one thing I haven't figured out, when we were in the clothed mound, you ran into the clone of Yanyu, and I met your clone." Why did Yanyu take the initiative to attack you, but you ignored me, turned around and ran, until I caught up with you, you passively attacked. ”

Wu Lin flashed his light forward: "Because my replica body can sense the dangerous aura on your body, it knows that there is no 100% chance of winning against you, so it instinctively chooses to avoid you." Yan Yu is different, he has no actual combat experience, and he can't feel the danger on me. ”

As he spoke, Wu Lin had already picked up the gun, pulled the safety lightly, and when he was about to finish speaking, he suddenly raised his voice and pressed the trigger at the same time.

His high-pitched voice drowned out part of the gunshot, and I could only see the flash of fire at the muzzle of the gun, and soon I heard a muffled explosion in the darkness ahead.

"Hit, quick!"

Wu Lin shouted urgently, and immediately accelerated his pace and ran forward, I didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly spread out the clouds to follow.

The sound of the bullet just now should have come from a distance of about five hundred meters, Wu Lin's visual distance in the dark should not be so far, could it be that he heard a movement in front of him before he opened fire?

No, he doesn't seem to have the keen hearing of Huang Yuzhong and Liu Shangang.

Not long after running, Wu Lin quickly stopped, he squatted down, rubbed the blood stains on the wall with his right finger, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Something was indeed hit by him just now, and the blood stains on the walls were very viscous and not left by humans.

Wu Lin shook off the blood on his fingers and said thoughtfully: "The taste is no different from human blood, but the plasma protein concentration is too high, and such blood cannot flow in the human body." ”

"Did you see it just now?"

"Didn't see anything, just felt something here." Wu Lin turned his gaze to me: "The aura on its body is very similar to you three years ago, when your cultivation was still very poor. ”

"Similar to my breath?"

"Well, the other party may also be a survivor, and even if he isn't, he must have been affected by the quadruple space."

Although I am not sure what exactly was what Wu Lin had just hit, Wu Lin's words had vaguely confirmed my previous conjecture.

The ancestral house of the Zhang family was built near the twenty-seventh tomb.

I have only been to a few of the 26 evil tombs sealed by Shen Wansan, but all the places I have been to have a deep or shallow connection with the Netherworld Mansion, and even some of them are directly connected to the quadruple space.

This twenty-seventh evil tomb, which was ignored by Shen Wansan, must also be related to the fourfold space, and it is in the territory of Wuling, of course, I will naturally think that there is also a deep relationship between the Zhang family in Wuling and this tomb.

Since clues related to the quadruple space can be found near the ruins of the Zhang family's old mansion, it is enough to prove that my guess is right.

I know that some people may say that the twenty-seventh evil tomb is in Wuling, and the ancestral house of the Zhang family is also in Wuling, isn't this enough to explain the relationship between them?

But this is only an extremely superficial geographical relationship, and before Wu Lin said this, there was no inevitable logical connection between the two.

Until then, there was no evidence to prove whether my conjecture was right or wrong.

I picked up the flashlight and swept the light along the wall a few times, there were still some elongated blood stains on the wall, and there was a bloody handprint with an irregular shape, it seemed that the thing that was hit by Wu Lin just now should have fled towards the depths of the tunnel.

Wu Lin was attracted by the bloody handprint, and specially shone it with a beam of light for a while.

This handprint looks very strange, it is obviously a trace left by a human hand, but around the palm of the hand, there is a layer of raw edges, like a trace left by a large piece of fluff around the palm.

These bloodstains are invisible to the ghost eye, and can only be seen under the illumination of the light, after all, the ghost eye can only see the outline of the surrounding scene in the dark, but cannot distinguish the color.

Wu Lin fastened the flashlight clip to the shoulder strap, beckoned to me, and then continued to walk forward with the gun in hand.

Since he raised the muzzle, it means that he sensed the presence of that thing again.

I hadn't gone far this time when I saw a figure in front of me shrouded in darkness, a figure with a body similar to a human's body, to be exact, but covered in hair.

At this time, it was curled up in a ball, looking down and licking the wound on its arm, and I was five hundred meters away from it, but I could faintly smell the smell of blood coming from it.

I patted Wu Lin on the shoulder, motioned him to walk quickly, and then quickened my pace and ran over.

In this silent darkness, the slightest change in sound will be amplified countless times, and the monster in the darkness heard the movement, and immediately pricked up its head to watch, and at the same time it moved the soles of its feet, making a gesture of preparing to escape.

I was worried that this thing would disappear again, so I immediately said to Wu Lin: "One o'clock direction!" ”

Wu Lin immediately understood, turned the muzzle of the gun in an instant, and it was a shot immediately.

He couldn't see the target, his marksmanship was slightly off, and the bullet only grazed the monster's neck, but even so, the monster still spun around and was knocked to the ground on the spot.

Its entire chest and abdomen slammed to the ground with an extremely clear muffled thud.

Then this burst of sound, Wu Lin finally determined its position, fired two shots in a row, and with the "Boom! Phew! Two gunshots rang out, and the monster's head was like a broken gourd scoop, with broken bones and blood collapsing everywhere.

Te Niang's bloody also!

Wu Lin sniffed the smell of blood in the air and nodded: "There is a smell of brains, it should be dead." ”

I couldn't help frowning: "Your mother's is really ruthless, it's too heavy, I originally wanted to keep it and study it." ”

Wu Lin pursed his lips and said, "I didn't want to kill it, it's too dark, and the marksmanship is inaccurate." ”

, you just shot two shots in the head, and you can shoot so accurately if your marksmanship is inaccurate?

When it was still fifty or sixty meters away from the monster's corpse, Wu Lin hit it with light.

When I saw what it looked like, I shuddered.

This trembling, it's not because the other party's death is too bloody, my time in the industry is not too short, I have been in so many tombs, what kind of scene have I not seen? What I didn't expect was that this thing was exactly the same as the hairy monster we caught in Mud Town.

I had seen the same thing once in the Immortal Tomb, but that time I saw it in a dream, and I couldn't be sure if what I saw at the time was real.

Since Wu Lin and I went to the immortal tomb together at that time, Wu Lin also recognized this thing: "Why is this thing so similar to Luo Chengji?" ”

I only thought of the hairy monster, but I forgot the allusion of Luo Chengji.

Hearing Wu Lin say this, I seem to have a little bit of an open mind, but the feeling of opening up is not very obvious, as if I am about to figure out something, but it is still a little bit close.

Wu Lin squatted down and turned the monster's corpse over to take a closer look, because this guy's head was completely shattered, he couldn't recognize its original appearance.

I remember that the hairy monster we caught from Mud Tile Town at the beginning seemed to have exactly the same facial features as the ancestral witch of Buzhou Mountain, and I don't know if this hairy monster is the same now.

At this time, I suddenly thought of a question that I had never paid attention to before, if Luo Chengji's face was completely shriveled, and his folds collapsed, would his facial features be exactly the same as Zu Wu?

Wu Lin quickly lost interest in the corpse on the ground, and he swept twice towards a wall not far from us, and there was a hole in the stone wall with a diameter of about one meter, and the edge of the hole was very irregular, as if it had been smashed open by a hard object. The wind rushed out of the mouth of the cave, bringing out an extremely strong smell of blood and a pungent sour gas.

The strange thing is that I can't see the hole clearly with my ghost eyes, and all I can see is this black hole.

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