After a busy day's work, I went to bed early and covered with a thin quilt, but unfortunately I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

The head was full of that scene, but the halfway of the mountain that was supposed to be in the morning sun became the halfway of the mountain in the night.

It was dark, and the sallow seals in the pitch black were wet by the rain and swayed in the wind. This scene has come back again and again, and it can't go back for a long time.

"I'm sick of it! It's all the way that hell it looks! Ye Lang wrapped himself in the quilt and said bitterly while holding his head.

Tossing and turning, I just can't sleep, as if I close my eyes and the scenery again.

The night was shrouded, and Ye Lang could only go with the flow and get into the seal. I don't know when the wind picked up, and a gust of wind blew.

The thin clothes were blown loudly, Ye Lang hugged his arms in his arms, frowning and couldn't figure out how this "dream" was so real.

I thought of when I was a child, when I was six years old, I didn't know how to get to a tomb, and I didn't know how to come back.

"The ghost place is really evil~" Ye Lang pinched his face, and the delicate slight pain made him realize that this was not a "dream"?

"Isn't this a dream?" Ye Lang was stunned and woke up. He straightened up, and suddenly looked at the surrounding objects, his shirt wet with sweat.

"How can I have such a real dream?" Ye Lang looked at the old antique alarm clock and found that it was only past two o'clock in the morning, so he fell asleep again.

"Ah~ I'm sleepy, continue to sleep for a while, I don't have time to sleep......" Ye Lang lay down heavily on the bed, and the sound of "squeak~" sounded, and after a while, there was a sound of snoring from sleep.

At the same time, a green mist suddenly appeared on his body, as if it was a ghostly fire, and it enveloped him in an instant.

Let the knowledgeable people see it, and they will know that it is a high-level transfer technique, and it is mostly a transfer technique used by ghosts!

When the fog shrouded, he vanished, leaving behind a crumpled futon.

"Oops~Why is it so cold~" Ye Lang opened his worried eyes, and the cold wind blew directly on his clothes.

Ye Lang was also stunned, this familiar place, could it be ~ the Emperor's Mausoleum?

"I'll go~ Thief God, don't play with me! What the hell! Why am I so unsteady when I get a good night's sleep!

Forget it, it's a dream, wake up quickly. "Ten seconds passed......

A minute passed......

Ten minutes passed......

"Impossible~ Isn't this a dream?" Ye Lang sat on the ground, looked at the footprints left in the morning, and finally found that this time it was really planted here!

"What the hell?" Ye Lang followed the cordon and got in, and there was a faint fishy smell among the messy wild grass.

It smelled like a rotten smell and a fishy smell of blood. I don't know why the weeds in this area are so dense, almost half a person tall.

The surroundings were quiet, and the bright moon in the sky was also shrunk in the dark clouds, refusing to "come outside" for a long time.

"The ghost place is really gloomy~" Ye Lang walked through the barren grassland, advanced about a hundred meters, and saw a few abrupt black dots in front of him.

"What's that?" Ye Lang took small steps and walked cautiously. I picked up a pistol on the road, it seemed to be a military pistol, but unfortunately the magazine was empty, so I threw it away at will.

After walking more than ten meters, I tripped over something under my feet. I looked at what it was, and when I looked closely, I realized that it was an eerie white bone.

A hole protruded from the bone's head, and twisted brackets were scattered across the ground.

"I'll go, dead man's bones? The archaeological team is really good at playing~" picked up a flashlight, and the flashlight baptized by the wind and rain emitted a faint light, and I don't know how the battery persevered.

A faint yellow light shines in front of me, and at last, something abrupt in front appears.

It was a military truck and a few black tents, but these things had turned blood-red, and the wind was high on a dark moonlit night, which was very terrifying.

The mottled rust of the military truck also has some bullet marks. The tires of the car burst, and a hole appeared in the tempered glass plate in front of the car.

The green canvas with a windshield canvas is half red and half white. There are still some scattered bone slags and broken glass slags on the ground.

The tent was also covered and submerged with bloodstains, which made one wonder what had happened.

Ye Lang strengthened his courage, got into the tent, and with the help of the light, found a diary. When I saw the note, I didn't bother to move the backpack next to me.

Judging from his clothes and rank, he is also a petty officer, and he is estimated to be a corporal, and Ye Lang doesn't understand all the things.

"Diary":

On August 31, he was instructed by his superiors to enter Mount Sumeru to protect the safety of the archaeologists. In order to guard against the attack of wild beasts, there were more than 50 soldiers this time.

On September 2, after some torture, they finally arrived at their destination, found the local villagers who owned the cultural relics, and prepared to excavate the cemetery and develop the cultural relics.

On September 5, a grave was dug halfway up the mountain. The expert team is very happy, and so are we, some of us will retire after this mission, and some people can take a period of time to go home to see their wives and children.

On September 7, he was attacked by an unknown object in the tomb, killing and wounding more than 10 people

On September 8, a huge secret was discovered, and the archaeological team asked to continue the archaeology and our leaders had a dispute.

On September 10, the whole retreated......

After that, there was a blank patch, a crooked font and some blurred handwriting. It's like a heavenly book, and it's already very difficult to see so much content.

"My tired guys, the archaeological team is deflated here? Don't tease me, this joke is a bit big~ These make so much ketchup or something, and it's not a movie! ”

Ye Lang looked at this creepy curtain, and couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart, but also in order to leave a sense of existence in this barren place.

The whole camp was still looted, broken guns and broken oil drums were piled up there, but there were no bullets or anything, and it was useless to have guns.

I finally found a sapper shovel, and the gray-black sapper shovel was tightly wrapped between the wraps. It's also well-preserved, it's pretty sharp, and it's much better not to have those "burning sticks" that break with a wave.

I took the sapper shovel and walked into the distance, the only unfortunate thing was that the flashlight ran out of power.

Now I can only rely on the blind man to touch the blind and push forward.

After walking more than 100 steps, there was a depression in front of me that loomed in the moonlight, and there were some special flashlights worn on the head. There are also a few spare batteries, which are barely usable.

Wearing a flashlight above his head, he looked into the dark hole. The pit is only two or three meters, and it will not be a big problem to jump and fall on the fertile and soft soil.

"Dong~" jumped into the hole, the flashlight above his head shone ahead, and a shocking thing occupied Ye Lang's eyes.