When I saw the fire, I hurried to the right. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info still a piece of black. Did I just get dazzled? No way, although I was looking at the stone sculpture here just now, there must have been a flash of fire on the right. I immediately became vigilant. Isn't there anything here?

The hall is large, but there are only two torches, so many corners of the hall are pitch black. There's no way to know for sure if there's anything else here. I looked at the dimly lit hall, and then I felt the horror of the darkness. I hurried to find something to defend myself against. After looking around, there was no dilapidated furniture here, and just now I threw away the Eight Immortals Stool because of chasing the black cloak. The only thing that can be used as a weapon is a torch.

No matter what is shining on the right, you have to look at it, and you can't feel at ease if you don't look at it.

I was still looking for the black cloak, and I saw him walk in, but he suddenly disappeared when he came in. If he was human, he would have been in it, and he might have put out his torch and looked at me from a corner somewhere. If it's a ghost...... I don't dare to think about it anymore.

I walked to the right with a torch until I reached the wall, and I shone the torch around me, and there was nothing unusual as far as I could see. But the visibility of the torches is only a few meters away. So I took the torch and continued to walk further inside.

As I walked, I suddenly saw a light in front of me, and then disappeared again. No light source is visible. At this point, I could vaguely see what it was.

I immediately walked over to a wooden door at the end. The wooden door was not locked, and from time to time a little wind blew out of it, and the door opened a crack so that the light came out of it, and when there was no wind, the door closed on its own. This is how the two suddenly lost lights that I just saw should have been formed.

I didn't dare push the door hard for fear that something would come out of it. I pushed the door gently out of a crack. I saw a torch stuck in it. The inside is much narrower than the outside hall, about five or six meters wide. Since the door is on the far right and there is only one gap, there is no end to the inside. I'll open the door a little more. Holding the torch firmly to deal with any sudden changes, I slowly poked my head in.

I took a deep breath and didn't know whether to be scared or happy. The black cloak stood at the end of the room, twenty meters away. He held a torch and looked at the wall.

I walked slowly inside, and it was a fully enclosed rectangle. It is more than 20 meters long and 5 or 6 meters wide, and the wall is made of very old mud bricks, and the wall looks very dilapidated.

There was a torch in the middle of the room, and then there were only two torches, one end and one tail, me and the black cloak. So it's dim inside.

"Now you can't run away." As I walked, I said to the black cloak in front of me, "Who are you, what is this place?" ”

The black cloak was still transparent to me, ignoring me. He was still holding a torch and looking at the wall in front of him.

I was angry and wondered what the wall was so beautiful. Suddenly, I found that the walls on both sides were carved with murals and texts. I approached the wall on the right with a torch. There were words written on the walls that I couldn't read. This kind of writing is crooked, a bit like the text carved in the stone at the entrance of the village. Perhaps this is a script unique to this village.

Although the text is incomprehensible, the mural can barely be understood. I looked all the way from the back and saw that it was a continuous set of murals. To my surprise, the mural depicted the stone man in the hall outside. Although the mural painting is crude, there is a person holding a mirror in his hand, and his movements are the same as those of the stone figures in the hall.

The content of the mural is probably like this, the person holding the mirror is painted unusually tall, two or three times larger than the average person, which is related to the ancient deification of great men. The man held a mirror in his hand and pointed in several directions as he looked at it. And the group of people behind him was armed with various weapons, and they rushed in those directions. Then all of a sudden, some monsters appeared in those directions. The reason why these are monsters is because they have human bodies, but they are hideous faces, they have fangs, and they raise their hands and pounce on the group of people who rush towards them. These monsters remind me of zombies. Ancient people were especially fearful of ghosts and gods, and it is not surprising that great men were deified and enemies were demonized. Those monsters that suddenly appear may be hostile tribal clans during ancient tribal wars.

The picture behind is horrible, and the people who rushed over were all killed by those monsters. The murals are depicted with considerable brutality, with the limbs and heads of those men twisted off by monsters, or disemboweled. After the men died, all the monsters finally gathered around the man holding the mirror. The man didn't flinch, he held up the mirror with his right hand, and a burst of light came from the mirror. The mural is gone here, and I don't know which side won in the end.

Seeing this, it turned out that I was only five or six meters away from the black cloak. My hands holding the torches were already sweating. It turned out to be so close to him.

I walked over slowly, boldly, and said, "Hey, who the hell are you, you shouldn't be able to walk now!" Hurry up and answer me! ”

I noticed a second footstep behind me. I didn't notice it at first, but suddenly I realized that something was wrong. The space here is obviously much narrower than the outside, although it is relatively long, but the width is only five or six meters, can it produce an echo? I'm not so sure. I immediately stopped and turned to look. There was nothing, and the footsteps stopped.

"It's scary!" I thought to myself, "It's still an echo." "It's a scary environment, even if you know that the footsteps are echoes.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and was about to turn around and continue walking towards the black cloak not far away. The second footsteps rang out again. At this point, I hadn't started to walk yet. I was shocked, something was coming down the hall? I kept looking at the door at the end. The footsteps slowly approached. Originally, there was a torch at the end and in the middle, and although the light was dim, it could basically illuminate the whole place. But my torch is already coming, and I'm approaching the black cloak. That's why the door isn't well lit.

"Bang" "Bang" step by step footsteps are approaching the door. My heart has risen to my throat. These footsteps sound a little off, not quite like the sounds of normal walking. By this time I was already covered in cold sweat, and the sweat was dripping down my forehead.

There was a "bang", and the door was slammed open by something. I vaguely saw the silhouette of a person. I was startled, and then my heart relaxed a little, at least it was a person, not some kind of monster.

"Who are you? Any idea where this is? I want to get out. I asked the man, but he didn't say anything, and then he suddenly reached out and jumped over to me.

I swallowed hard, and my relieved heart came back to me, thinking: Why did he jump over instead of coming? Is it fun? In fact, a terrible thought had already arisen in my mind.

I clutched the torch in my hand that could be used as a weapon. The man's face gradually entered the range of the torch in the middle. I was scared into a cold sweat all at once, and my whole body trembled. It was a naked man, with long hair, long, black nails, white eyes, no black eyeballs, and a mouth with long fangs, and a hideous appearance. Isn't that the zombie in the mural? I almost peeed out of the scare.

The zombie was speeding up and jumping towards me. The pace is about the same as when I usually jog. What's going on, aren't the zombies seen in "Zombie Dao Chief" all very slow? Why is that zombie in front of me so fast? It seems that the TV series are all lies. I don't have time to go into this question anymore. I turned and ran.

When I turned around, I saw a wall a few meters away, and there was no way to run. What about the black cloak? He suddenly disappeared again when I turned to look at the zombie. The disappearance of the black cloak no longer means anything to me now. The zombies behind me were about to pounce, and I rushed to the end in a few steps. Because there was no way, I could only slap the wall hard, hoping that the gods would save me, hoping that the wall in front of me would suddenly collapse and leave me a way out. But the gods didn't seem to hear the pleas of me, an atheist.

I turned around and saw that the zombie was only about ten meters away from me, and it would soon be able to pounce. Up close, the zombie is even more terrifying. It was white and bloodless. The four tiger teeth on the upper and lower sides of the mouth are very long, and there are no eyeballs. It had many wounds all over its body, and the right side of its face was missing a piece of flesh, revealing its yellowed and blackened teeth, which looked creepy. A rancid smell hit my face, and my stomach was tumbling and I almost threw up.

I clenched my only weapon in my hand, the torch, and made my final preparations for battle. I don't want to be torn off or disemboweled, like the people in the mural.

My mind raced to find a way to survive. It's not wide, but it's five or six meters long, and you can hit it with a torch when the zombie pounces on it, and then escape from the side.

But I immediately rejected it, and it didn't necessarily make a difference if the zombie was hit by my torch, after all, the torch was only the size of two fingers, not particularly thick. And five or six meters away, the zombie could jump in front of me in a few steps. But that's the only way I can think of it, and I'm going to have to give it a try.

I saw that the zombie was less than two meters away from me. The strong rancid stench was almost stunting me. I clutched the torch tightly and swung it with all my strength towards the zombies. Suddenly, I heard a "click" sound of the mechanism grinding. The wall behind me turned, leading me into the wall.

I had just been taken behind the wall with too much force, and I fell to the ground hard.

I slowly got up, and I had bruises on my hands and feet. But it didn't seem to hurt the bones. I heard the sound of a crash behind the wall, presumably from the zombie crashing outside.