If things are really as Jiang Yuchen said, the nature of the existence here is different, it is not to bury the dead, but to control the intruder.

According to the number here, and the above guess, it can be divided into two distances, which are half empty and half real.

The flashlight shone ahead, and I looked farther away, but it was all blank stone tablets and monotonous epithets on them.

I don't know how we got here, and I don't know how to leave, all I see are the closed doors and the blank stone monuments.

All this has trapped us here, and even our own memories seem to be cut off, and we can only build here again.

Although we have been walking for too long, we all feel that we have no confidence to go out, but we don't want to give up easily, and we are still insisting on looking at those stone monuments.

But in the midst of this mechanical search, I suddenly noticed that something special flashed under my eyes.

I paused, stopped, and pulled the flashlight back, shining again on the previous stele.

I seem to have seen this nickname, but I wasn't sure if it was, so I immediately pulled Jiang Yuchen back, "Look at this nickname, did we find it when we entered that coffin before?" ”

It walked back, glanced at it with a flashlight, and then nodded in surprise, "That's right, it's it!" ”

Here, we find the same nickname, but the only difference is the records.

Taking a few steps back, we immediately walked back to the door of the coffin, but we saw that the door was still closed, but under the light of our flashlight, there were two blood-red handprints on the two door panels.

Seeing this, we looked at each other, and we couldn't pay attention for a while, but remembered that the masked man said that he was here to find those bloody handprints, and he should have followed him all the way.

I'm not sure if this is the last pair of hand prints, but looking at the door, it seems that these hands are trying to open the door again.

What's in the door, is that thing looking for, can it help us get out of here? Or is it ...... I turned back and looked in the other direction for the bloody mudra, and we could follow it and get out of this hellish place.

Choosing between two methods, we finally chose the former, but this is also due to the trend of curiosity, and in the end, we have to see what it wants.

But in this case, we will have to bear the name of a tomb robber.

I tried pushing it a few times, but there was no sign of the door being loosened, so the crowbar was useless.

However, we searched in the backpack for a long time, and only found a threaded pipe used to connect the cyclone shovel, but the texture is good, it is pure copper.

With a feeling that the weight was appropriate, I tried to knock on the door a few times, but it was so strong that I immediately discouraged the idea of breaking in.

Since the door wouldn't open, I had to use my strength to lock it, which looked delicate and was full of useless patterns. I tried to look inside, and there seemed to be a lot of gaps inside, and there should be all empty lockteeth.

I don't know anything about this lock, so I can only use brute force, although I know that it is a bit reckless to do so, but in this case, I can't care so much, and if it is like we guessed, this should also be an open space, and there may not be a coffin!

Looking at the bloody handprints on it, I smashed the door lock more than a dozen times in a row, and then smashed the closing teeth on the lock into a deformation, and finally we got it down.

But this thing is also really good, it has been dried here for so long, and it can still be so strong.

After putting away the broken lock and the threaded pipe, I walked in with Jiang Yuchen.

There was no permanent lamp here, so I groped my way to find the bowl and found that it was empty, and only a section of the lamp center remained.

Pulling down the flashlight, I looked elsewhere, but I found that there was only a coffin here, and other than that, there were no bells and whistles at all.

While Jiang Yuchen went to see the coffin, I subconsciously turned my head and glanced at the door, and found that the painting was missing from the door.

It's very simple, there is not even a portrait behind the coffin, it really looks like a new coffin without the dead, but I understand that thing, it can't just go to great lengths to find such an empty coffin, so if there is no dead in it, there must be something else important.

Carefully tapping on the coffin, I found some patterns that looked like flames at the bottom of the coffin.

These patterns extend from the corners of the coffin, enclosing the foot of the bottom of the coffin, and underneath the coffin, there is a stone smaller than the bottom.

After a few glances, I heard Jiang Yuchen ask, "How about it, should we open it or not?" ”

I looked at him, then at the coffin, and finally nodded, but at the same time, a blood-red light shot through.

I immediately looked up the door and saw a hazy shadow floating towards us, getting closer and closer.

Jiang Yuchen and I were both nervous, but as soon as I walked over and was about to close the door, I immediately thought again, can this door be closed to stop it?

Looking at the red shadow, a burst of laughter rang out, followed by the harsh voice of the male duck.

"Thank you for finding what I was looking for!"

The voice is very weird, from far to near, it sounds creepy, coupled with the weird laughter, it makes people shy away in life, let alone now.

"I don't think we can stay here, let's get out quickly!" Jiang Yuchen reminded in his ear.

I frowned, glanced back at the coffin, and finally nodded, and immediately ran to the left.

In such a narrow place, we can't walk fast at all, and even now, we don't dare to go too fast, because there are too many buildings around us and it's too dense.

When we ran out in one breath for dozens of minutes, and when we looked back, we saw that the red shadow was no longer behind us.

I gasped and went to find Jiang Yuchen, he was following me, and he should not have gone too far now, but I had just called his name a few times, but I saw a vague figure behind a coffin.

"Hey, why did I call you, you didn't answer," I said, I walked over to him, but as soon as I raised the flashlight, I found that the person was not Jiang Yuchen.

The metal mask, with his head bowed and his long robe, made his face impossible to see, and even the eyes that seeped out from behind the mask seemed to become dim and blurry.

Who is this person?

I stepped back, the farther away I was from him, the more I looked at him in a blur, until my body hit the stone wall, and my back touched the cold stone wall.

The man looked at me, laughed a few times, then raised his right hand, muttered something, and then rushed over.

I cursed and immediately ran backwards, but I hadn't gone far before I felt a change in the scenery in front of me.

My fingers trembled, but I reached for the knife on my body and pulled out a short knife.

I wear this knife with me, and I use it very easily, and when I flip my fingers, the surface of the knife is revealed.

This instinctive movement made me slowly calm down, and a cold touch came from the hilt of the knife in my hand.

Holding the knife, I felt a little more confident, so I looked back at the masked man, only to see him gradually walking towards me, and his figure became clearer and clearer.

Immediately he looked ahead again, and in front of him was a red figure, its body and clothes were covered in blood, and its eyes were dull, similar to the appearance of the masked man.

In between, I had to calm down, as long as I could keep my composure and see them as a big hunt.

I persuaded myself, and looked at the coffins around me, I didn't know where Jiang Yuchen had just gone.

Based on the distance between them, I finally decided to attempt to attack the red figure, and walked towards it decisively.

But when I got closer, I smelled the smell of blood again, and when I stabbed it down, the other party only gave me a beating, and then the other wizened arm grabbed at me.

I had long been wary of it, and as the tip of the knife stabbed into him, it slanted elsewhere, and as the viscous liquid overflowed, a blood vessel was cut open by me, but the dry body could still bleed, and all that was left was a layer of flesh that had been turned out.

Pulled by this opening, its whole body shook slightly, but then it pounced again, but at this moment, a rush came from the darkness, and I was startled, and immediately let go of the short knife in my hand.

But when I stepped back, I still felt a stream of blood spurt out and landed on my face.

When the viscous liquid landed on my skin, I felt the pores all over my body shrink, as if something was crawling into my body through the tiny voids.

The shock of this sensation made me instinctively repulsed, but I immediately wiped it on my face with feeling, and then I turned back and looked at the place where I had been shot.

However, I didn't see anything, there was no one there, no, there should be someone there, maybe I was in the wrong position.

But when I stood next to the corpse and looked through the bullet holes above its head, I saw only a little light.

"Who is it? Who's where? "It's not a flashlight, I'm not sure what it is," Dust! Is that you? ”

But the surroundings were quiet and I didn't hear any answer at all.