These things that make us look like white mist are all silkworm babies. Densely packed and stacked on top of each other. There is more than one person high, and the top of the tomb and the tomb wall are all silkworm babies. Some wriggled on the walls of the tomb, while others hung silk from the top of the tomb and swung in the air. This is too bad, the tomb is completely blocked by silkworm babies like a sea of white. At this point, it is impossible to return to the tomb by the same route.

And the sound of the strange silkworm gnawing stones came from a distance. There are wolves in front and tigers in the back. Before I could think about it, Wu Feifei had already pulled me and fled towards the fork in the road on the right.

Strangely enough, there are only a few silkworm babies on the right fork in the road, and they have dried up and died. There were a few alive, also lazily lying on the ground, slowly squirming.

Wu Feifei and I ran for more than ten meters against the tomb wall, but the flashlight was completely out of power. I lit a match to light it, and Wu Feifei took out the spare battery in his backpack and replaced it. Only then did I see the tomb clearly. The whole tomb was red, and I scratched a wall with my finger and found that the red tomb wall was originally smeared with a layer of red powder. And the insects did not dare to enter this tomb, I am afraid that it is related to this red powder.

I lit a cigarette and gripped the pistol tightly with my other hand. Follow Wu Feifei along the tomb road. Before he finished his cigarette, Wu Feifei stopped. When I looked, the tomb was blocked by a huge stone. The smooth stone is like a natural gate. Seal the tomb tightly.

This time it's really over. The road was gone, although for the time being the insects did not dare to chase after them. But we can't get out either. If we continue to consume like this, we will definitely die in the end.

I crouched on the ground. took out a cigarette, handed it to Wu Feifei, and lit one himself. "What should I do?" I asked Wu Feifei.

Lao Fan took a heavy puff and said, "Let's find a way to rest for a while" As he spoke, he took out a candle from his backpack, lit it and welded it in the aisle with wax oil.

It occurred to me that I had brought wall-breaking tools such as hammers and steel fibers with me in my backpack. I immediately opened my backpack and rummaged through it. In addition to food and ropes, batteries and the like. There was no hammer. And Wu Feifei didn't have it in his backpack, but the dog meat and liquor were in our bag. This old farmer is really amazing. The food was thrown to us, and all the tools of the inverted bucket were taken away.

When I saw the dog meat and steamed buns, I felt tired and hungry at this time. I haven't eaten or slept since night. Due to the fright along the way, the physical strength was pushed to the limit. And now in this relatively safe cemetery, the spirit can be relaxed. Suddenly, it felt like my body was falling apart.

I grabbed the dog's leg, and I didn't care about the dust on my hands, so I tore a large piece and handed it to Lao Fan. Then he picked up a cold steamed bun and nibbled on it. Fuck, even this steamed bun that is as hard as iron now feels so fragrant. I ate two steamed buns in one go. I unscrewed the cap and took a puff of liquor into the bottle. It's so refreshing. And Wu Feifei is just like me. While eating dog meat steamed buns, he drank the remaining liquor.

It didn't take much effort, and the dog meat and liquor were all reimbursed. In the originally cool tomb, I suddenly felt a burst of restless heat. I took off the old coat I was wearing. It is said that it is a coat, but at this time it has become a hornet's nest, and it is not as good as a beggar's dress.

I sat down under the stone door, lit a cigarette, and said as I smoked, "Old Fan, what if we can't get out?" "

"Can you do it yesterday? If you really can't do it, go back and fight to the death for those bugs," Lao Fan said lightly.

"it! Do it! Sleep a damn good first! My heart suddenly welled up with murderous intent, and I scolded loudly, "It's a big deal, just like those two seniors with guns!" Twenty years later, another hero! He smashed the bottle against the wall of the grave, and the bottle was shattered.

He scolded and smoked, and he hadn't finished a cigarette yet. Only the sound of whirring and shirring was heard. Looking up, Lao Fan, this kid didn't know when he had fallen asleep. I haven't slept all night, and I'm frightened and frightened, and I have consumed so much physical strength. Coupled with the effect of liquor, I was also a little sleepy at this time. Forget it, no matter. Sleep the. Once you've recovered your strength, let's think about how to get out! So I took a hard puff of my cigarette. Keep the pistol close to me so that I can always have it at my disposal. Then he picked up my hornet-nest coat, slipped it on, and scrutinized the rags tied to his trouser legs. I also slept against the wall.