"What?" The fat man's voice was very loud, and the entire tomb echoed, "Don't panic, calm down, the zongzi are also divided into dead zongzi and live zongzi, maybe... ”

Fei Yunfan didn't wait for him to finish, and said, "Is the dead dumpling breathing?" ”

"Ahh Fei Yunfan seemed to be able to see the fat man in the dark, and when he made this sound, he used his hand to hold his head.

"Do you still have the lighter?" Fei Yunfan asked,

"No, it fell when it fell, and I don't know where it fell." The fat man said helplessly.

Fei Yunfan also knew that if the fat man had a lighter in his hand, it must have been lit by now, Fei Yunfan asked like this, just to let himself die.

"By the way, don't you still have the Night Pearl? If the light is not strong, it is better than nothing. ”

A sentence wakes up the person in the dream, yes, he still has a night pearl on his body, which is undoubtedly their lifesaver in this darkness.

Fei Yunfan immediately went to touch the night pearl in his pocket, and his hand just reached into his pocket.

Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my wrist, as if I was firmly clamped by a hand.

Fei Yunfan was shocked in his heart, and shouted in his heart that it was not good, this zongzi on the ground, it, is alive.

Fei Yunfan struggled hard, wanting to take the night pearl out of his pocket, even if he died, he had to know which zongzi he was killed, and he became a zongzi in the future, and he also had a goal of revenge.

Who knows, the hand that clamped Fei Yunfan was extremely strong, and he dragged it out several times, but he didn't move, at this time, Fei Yunfan heard a deep voice: "If you want to live, don't take it out." ”

Speak, he spoke, it was absolutely impossible for Zongzi to speak, it was actually a person who clamped his hand, and Fei Yunfan's heart hanging in the air was also half lowered.

"Bang."

The sound of lighter wheels rubbing against flints.

The flames flickered slightly in the darkness, as if to give people hope.

Fei Yunfan has never missed the fire like now, like half of his relatives who have not seen him for a long time.

Behind the firelight, there was a handsome face, well-defined, different from Asian faces, with a bit of European blood, if it had not been for the meeting in the ancient tomb, this person could have eaten by his face.

The man was black from head to toe, and in the environment of the burial chamber, it was almost impossible to spot except for the white spots on his face.

"Dude, if you have something to say, you're here to get rich, it's a big deal, you're done picking, we'll take it again." The fat man staggered over.

The man ignored the fat man, took out a candle and lit it, put the candle on the ground, then leaned down, listened to the heartbeat of the corpse on the ground, got up, and said, "Is he with you?" No major problem, temporary coma. ”

Fei Yunfan approached and took a closer look, what kind of zongzi was lying on the ground, it was actually Sima Lan.

The whole body was in tatters, her hair was scattered, and the whole person was as if she had just crawled out of the coal pile, embarrassed, what had she been through, and where were Professor Shi and Lao Xu?

The man dropped a few candles and prepared to leave.

The fat man pestled Fei Yunfan twice with his arm beside him, and said softly, "You can't let him go." ”

It is true that he can't be allowed to go, the fat man is covered in injuries, he walks with a limp, and he is basically half disabled, Sima Lan is still in a coma, and he doesn't know when he will wake up, Fei Yunfan doesn't know anything about the ancient tomb, and he is basically a master who can't take care of himself, and throwing the three of them alone in the ancient tomb is undoubtedly waiting for death.

"Hey!" Fei Yunfan instinctively shouted.

The man stood still and didn't look back: "What's the matter?" ”

"Thank you."

The man did not speak and disappeared into the darkness.

"What thank you, why do you want him to stay, even if it's shameless, ouch hey, thank you, I really admire you." The fat man was crazy in place, but the injuries on his body were too serious, and when he moved slightly, he bared his teeth in pain, said a few words loudly, and chattered there quietly.

Fei Yunfan sorted out Sima Lan's hair, and there were no wounds on his body that needed urgent treatment, just the word "dirty".

Fei Yunfan silently prayed in his heart that Sima Lan would wake up soon.

The fat man had been talking for a long time, tired, and sat down on the ground to rest, ready to continue his gushing speech after recovering.

Fei Yunfan looked at their current situation, and couldn't help but feel quite pitiful, three people, sitting two, one lying on the ground, surrounded by a candle, there was no food on them, and there was no other way to get out.

The fat man was tired of sitting, so he simply lay on his side on the ground, and hummed softly: "I think at the beginning, Lao Tzu's team was just opened, and there were only a dozen people and seven or eight guns. When the imperial army chased me, I was dizzy and .......

In Fei Yunfan's era, there were very few cultural activities, there was just a channel on TV, and a third of it was Peking Opera.

Now in the ancient tomb, the fat man is still in the mood to sing, but this word has to be changed.

"Lao Tzu's team is in danger, and there are only a few people left, and there are no guns. When the zongzi chased me, I was dizzy. ”

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the depths of the burial chamber, and there was no light.

In such a dark environment, no one can move freely without lighting equipment, Fei Yunfan immediately thought of the zongzi in the tomb.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Fei Yunfan's heart almost rose to his throat.

The fat man also sat up at this time, holding the knife in his hand, probably feeling that his current physical condition, he didn't want to use the knife, so he threw the knife to Fei Yunfan.

Fei Yunfan picked up the knife and felt that the handle of the knife was a little wet, and it seemed that he was not the only one who was nervous.

Footsteps stopped at the edge of the candle's light source, and the firelight flickered, illuminating the silhouette of a man.

The fat man looked over there and suddenly cried out, "Hey! Brother is you. ”

The black shadow walked into the range of the firelight, Fei Yunfan saw the person clearly, and couldn't help but be happy, the person in the darkness was the man in black who had just stopped him from taking out the Night Pearl, how could he go and return? Does the conscience find that it is not easy to leave them?

The man didn't speak, walked to Sima Lan's side, and took a look: "Haven't woken up yet?" ”

"I don't know why, I didn't move." Fei Yunfan replied.

"On your back, follow me." After the man in black finished speaking, he turned and walked into the darkness again.

"Huh?" Fei Yunfan was still stunned and didn't react.

The fat man scolded Fei Yunfan on the side, and whispered: "Go and carry someone, and when he regrets it, we don't want to go out again." ”

Fei Yunfan hurriedly carried Sima Lan on the ground on his back.

The fat man took the candle, hurried two steps to catch up with the man in black, panted slightly and said, "Brother, I'll shine a light on you." ”

It can be seen that the fat man almost tried his best to keep up, and after only walking a few steps, he was no longer as energetic as he was when he first started singing Peking Opera.

The man looked back at the fat man, without any expression on his face, and said, "You go and give them light, I don't need it." ”

The fat man's hot face was attached to his cold buttocks, he knew that he was not interesting, so he slowed down and was parallel to Fei Yunfan.

"What a weirdo, it's so dark, you don't need to light it up, I don't know if it's a human or a ghost, fall to death your turtle grandson." The fat man grumbled under his breath.

Sima Lan didn't sink, Fei Yunfan said softly: "Say a few words, be careful of others hear." ”

"This man, I look very strange anyway, you see that he seems to be very familiar with this tomb, just like going back to his own house, we still have more eyes."

"You wanted to follow with a dead face, and now you are suspicious of others." Fei Yunfan shook his head contemptuously at him and walked a few steps quickly.

"Hey, wait for me, I'm also a wounded, wait for me." The fat man shouted from behind.

They walked in the tomb for I don't know how long, and the candle in the fat man's hand had been changed.

Fei Yunfan silently wrote down the roads he had walked, a few forks, a few small roads, and a few large roads, which were not different from the nine-day arithmetic map they found in the tomb, which proved that his guess was correct.

They were now walking towards the center of the tomb, and the man in black was not prepared to take them out.