The three of us, the fat bear Zheng Tian, supported each other, and ran to the depths of the dark corridor as if we were dead.

Luckily, the Bloodmen, despite their great strength, walked unusually slowly, and soon we could not hear the footsteps of the Bloodmen chasing us.

The biggest feeling of running on the Yongdao is that it really extends in all directions, many of the roads in it are staggered, we completely rely on our feelings to walk, we don't know where the road in front of us, let alone where the other roads lead, just like three headless flies, extremely embarrassed.

Some of the roads are artificially hewn, but some of the dirt roads are naturally formed at a glance, and it seems that the rumors say that the caves at the bottom of Zanglong Mountain are connected, and the communication between the caves is not groundless, and these wild roads should be the passages connecting those underground karst caves.

Of course, we all give priority to the artificially dug Yongdao first, after all, our purpose has not been completed, and the artificially built passages lead to the main tomb nine times out of ten, so that we still have the opportunity to meet Uncle Dao.

I don't know how many times we went around it, and we entered a naturally formed cave.

At this time, the three of us were already dying, and the fat bear already had injuries on his buttocks, and he had hung five or six more colors just now, and the fat on his body was about to flow out.

Although Zheng Tian had been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead just now, he hadn't been confronted by the bloody man, but when he was knocked down by the bloody man before, he also suffered a lot of internal injuries.

I don't have to talk about it, the HP value in the blood trough is about to turn negative, and it was Fat Bear and Zheng Tian who ran forward with me all the way.

"That bloody man should have been dumped by us a long time ago, or let's rest in this cave first." Zheng Tian proposed.

"Only by preserving the spark of revolution can we better fight in the heart of the enemy!" The fat bear gasped in agreement.

I was so tired that I couldn't speak, and my mouth was full of blood, and when I heard this suggestion, I nodded again and again, and said in my heart that if I ran again, I would lose my breath.

At that moment, the three of us were leaning back to back beside a stone pillar in the cave, Zheng Tian still had some gauze and Yunnan Baiyao in his bag, and after he took it out, he first bandaged me and the fat bear a few times, and then applied some medicine.

After finishing the incident, he depressedly lit a cigarette and said to himself, "Will we put our lives here?" I don't want to die yet! ”

The smoke ring spit on my face and choked me to cough, but I didn't bother to scold him in order to save my strength, so I patted Zheng Tian's waist and wanted him to pay attention. He thought I wanted a cigarette, so he threw me one.

Your uncle, I'm going to cough up blood, how can I still smoke! Seeing that I didn't smoke, the fat bear consciously touched the cigarette and lit it himself.

The fat bear who lit a cigarette took Zheng Tian's words and said, "Dude, haven't you heard of wealth and danger? If it were so easy, tomb robbing would have become a popular profession long ago. We can only take one step at a time, and perhaps the main burial chamber is not far ahead. ”

The fat bear's words didn't have the slightest comforting effect, and I closed my eyes almost in despair and began to think about it, those bloody people just now looked absolutely like zongzi, but why did the insulated flashlight not work for them at all?

According to the grandfather's letter, they are the six soldiers who disappeared from the beginning, but why did they appear in the figurines just now, yes, maybe someone deliberately put them in, but what is the motive?

If they were treated as trespassers and killed on the spot, why bother to stuff people into them?

Thinking of this, I suddenly realized another question, there were at least three groups of people who entered the ancient tomb before us, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the grandfather, and the Japanese soldiers, why did these three groups of people avoid the "Thirty-six Tiangang" formation just now, but we unfortunately encountered it? Is it another way to go, or is it ......

After thinking about it for a while, not only did the problems not be solved, but there were more and more problems, and I simply stopped thinking about it.

By this time, the fat bear beside me had already snuffed out his cigarette, removed a pendant from his neck and held it in his hand, and kept muttering in his mouth, probably saying something to bless himself.

I felt novel, so I asked him what it was, the fat bear was very generous to put the pendant in front of me, I looked, the pendant on the front of the writing of a big king character, the reverse side printed two small words "fat"

"King, fat man—fat man? Fat bear, your surname is Wang? I asked, suspiciously.

The fat bear shook his head, revealing a shy expression that was extremely inconsistent with his five big and three thick body types, and said, "Keep safe, because every fat man who robs the tomb has a fat man living in his heart." ”

I didn't expect this fat bear to be such a fat man with such feelings, so I struggled to straighten my body and talk to him for a while to relieve the tense atmosphere.

Later, when asked how he knew the secret of the heavenly treasure in this ancient tomb, the fat bear behaved very carefully, and only told me for a long time that he had told him a fortune telling to a foreigner a month ago, and the man told him as a reward.

I further asked him if he had been following us when Zheng Tian and I first went up to Zanglong Mountain, and the fat bear directly pretended to be deaf and dumb and did not answer, and then closed his eyes and snored.

I was helpless, thinking that the pig didn't sleep so fast! Looking at Zheng Tian, who hadn't squeaked for a long time, he had fallen asleep a long time ago.

I didn't sleep well at all because I was tossed by the ghost sting last night, and I just escaped death and suffered a big injury, maybe sleeping now is the best choice.

Gradually, my eyes became foggy......

After falling asleep, I had a dream.

In my dream, I was on a stone bridge, and on both sides of the stone bridge were teahouses and restaurants, pavilions and water pavilions built along the river.

As I was admiring the surrounding scenery, a woman wearing a cheongsam suddenly approached. In the haze, I couldn't recognize her appearance, but I remembered that she was holding half of the scroll.

Then I heard someone singing Peking Opera, the melody was still familiar, and just as I was trying to remember what the song was, I suddenly heard a dense burst of gunfire in the distance.

Suddenly there was a lot of fire and smoke around me, and I was pushed forward by the crowd, and just as I reached the other end of the bridge, a grenade suddenly came at me, and I lost consciousness after shouting.

When I saw the light again, I was in a place that looked like a dungeon.

It looks very dilapidated, and the rubble gives a sense of relics from a long time.

There is a high platform in the center of the dungeon, and on the high platform stands a woman holding a painting, I don't know if she is the one I saw on the bridge just now, and I still can't see the outline of her facial features, but subconsciously, she seems to be smiling at me......

Suddenly I woke up, I had this dream before! It was that night in the Zanglong Mountain Psychiatric Hospital!

Was it a coincidence, or was there some other implication?

Forget it, if I dig deeper, I'm afraid I'll really become a psychopath. There are so many strange facts that have happened lately that maybe it's not a big deal at all.

I rubbed my eyes and turned my head to see if Zheng Tian and the fat bear on the side had woken up, but at this look, my whole body was suddenly excited, and I immediately jumped up.

Because, those two people are gone!