Volume 2 The Lost Lost City Chapter 116 Abnormal Sounds
All three of them were exhausted from running, and even their voices were weak in their pleading voices.
It wasn't until we were completely in control of the scene that I smiled coldly at them, "Tell me, what the hell is going on with you guys?" Why is it here? ā
The old professor gasped: "We...... We came here to rely on scientific research, and we discovered this wonder of the waterfall, and we wanted to come down and see it, and who knows...... Came here. Where the hell is this? You let us go, and I promise not to tell outsiders the secrets here. ā
I shone a flashlight on the old professor. The old professor had silver hair, a beard at the corners of his mouth, and a pair of eyes, and he did look like an old professor.
And the two young men who followed him, one of them wore glasses, the other was a short-haired middle-aged man with tattoos on his arms, which should be the underworld or something.
Such a combination is indeed like a scientific research team.
However, I won't believe that they are the business of the scientific research team, after all, Xia Luan's people are eyeing us overhead, and the ghost knows if they were sent by Xia Luan.
I took a closer look at the young man with glasses, he looked very weak, there was blood at the corners of his mouth, and since he ran over, he had been crouching in the corner, his eyes closed, and his whole body was convulsing.
I hurriedly asked the old professor, what the hell is wrong with this guy?
As soon as I reminded him, the old professor finally came back to his senses, immediately squatted down, and took the young man in his arms: "Xiao Li, you must not die, Xiao Li, open your eyes and look at me, look at me." ā
Xiao Li opened his weak eyes and glanced at the old professor, and said weakly: "Let me die, it's uncomfortable, let me die." ā
The old professor hurriedly comforted him: "Don't talk nonsense, we will go out, we will definitely go out." ā
As he spoke, the old professor knelt down for me with a grunt: "Good man, please, take us out, I will give you as much money as you want." ā
I smiled wryly, I guess the old professor thought we were the "natives" here, and thought we could take them out.
Desertion scolding nonsense, if we could get out, we would have gone out a long time ago. Hey, I ask you, what the hell happened to him? I didn't see any injuries on him.
The old professor was dumbfounded, probably a little unacceptable to the fact that we were also trapped here.
It wasn't until he deserted to ask again that the old professor finally spoke: "Hey, I don't know what's going on." While passing by the hanging coffin, one of my students accidentally touched one of the coffins, and the body fell and shattered, and the dried corpse inside rolled out. ā
"The moment the dried corpse touched the ground, it suddenly turned into a pile of colorful powder, floating in mid-air, and seemed to form the shape of a person."
"One of the students accidentally inhaled a little bit and was killed on the spot, and I knew that the powder was poisonous, so I quickly ran away with the students. Who knew that the powder was actually conscious, and it had been chasing us. I'm a student, and I may have accidentally inhaled some of it. ā
As he spoke, the old professor couldn't suppress his sadness and began to cry with his head in his arms.
I was a little skeptical of what the old professor said, so I asked, "That dried corpse, even the bones of people, turned into powder?" ā
The old professor immediately nodded: "I know it's hard to be convincing, and there is no way to explain it scientifically, but he has indeed turned into powder." ā
The tattoo next to him also immediately said: "That's right, it's powder." Damn, even if the dried corpse is dead, the powder has taken on the shape of a human being, and it has been chasing us, grass. If this is a dry corpse, it is better to say, Lao Tzu can kill them. But a bunch of powder...... Hey, there's nothing I can do about it. ā
"Wait, don't talk yet, what's the sound?" Tang Yiyi suddenly stopped us with a stern expression: "There seems to be movement." ā
As soon as Tang Yiyi said this, we immediately became nervous and pricked up our ears to listen carefully.
Gurgle, cluck, the voice was weak, as if a bone was being twisted a little bit.
When we heard the movement coming from under our feet, I subconsciously took two steps back and shone it with a flashlight.
At such a photo, my face turned pale with fright, and my hands and feet trembled.
Unexpectedly, the creaking sound came from a young man with glasses. The young man was no longer able to breathe, and he lay motionless on the ground without breathing, and his body trembled terribly.
And the creaking sound came from inside his body, and I felt as if there was something inside his body, constantly devouring his bones.
The old professor immediately panicked, and hurriedly squatted down and hugged the young man in his arms: "Xiao Li, Xiao Li, wake up quickly, what's wrong with you?" ā
"I'm cĒo." Desertion screamed, and immediately pulled the old professor aside: "Don't touch him, look at his face, what's wrong?" ā
Our eyes immediately fell on the young man's face.
The young man's face was peeling, and it became unusually dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, and because of the dehydration, wrinkles began to grow, densely squeezed together.
And the white skin is also peeling off from the face little by little, like a snake molting, and the scene looks very disgusting.
I gasped and aimed the gun at the young man. The devil knows if he's going crazy and attacking us.
The old professor panicked and knelt on the ground and begged us to save the young man. But I know that he is no longer good, and it is simply wishful thinking to save young people based on our current conditions.
I told the old professor not to speak and to observe each other carefully.
That is, after ten minutes of work, the young man who looked young just now has now turned into an old man with a wrinkled face, and even his hair has turned silvery-white.
It seems that his body is also dehydrated, his body has become dry and abnormal, and his legs and feet have become thinner, which is simply skinny.
It's no different from the dried corpses we've seen before.
The water from his body even soaked his clothes.
The most terrifying thing is that even so, he is not dead, he still opens his mouth, moaning like a dream: "Get out...... Get the hell out of here. This is...... This is our territory. ā
"Xiao Li, what's wrong with you, wake up." The old professor shouted in panic, but the young man still didn't open his eyes, and closed his eyes motionless.
The old professor was in a hurry, and he wanted to go up and pull the young man again.
But I knew that he wasn't the same person he used to be, not even a person.
He's so old, he looks like he's going to be a hundred years old, and he can't even walk.
That powder, how powerful it is, has the powerful ability to make people grow old instantly.
I don't know if this "disease" will be contagious, and if the old professor will grow old instantly when he encounters it.
"Go, go." He said in a trembling voice: "If we don't pay attention to it, we may die of old age here." ā
I nodded, and that was the only thing I could do. And he took them with him, and prepared to leave.
However, the old professor is reluctant to give up on the young people, and I always feel that the relationship between the two is not that of a professor and a student.
As I was thinking, the tattooed man exclaimed, "Oh my God, he's turning into powder too." ā
Our eyes suddenly focused on our eyes, and when we saw that our arms were drifting away in the wind, our eyes widened.
If this is powdered on us, I'm afraid we will end up like him. Without saying a word, I grabbed one of the old professor's arms, and tacitly grabbed his other arm, and the two of us dragged the old professor forward.
Although I don't know whether the old professor is friend or foe, I feel a little unbearable to see a life drifting away in front of my eyes.
There was no wind here, but the powder seemed to be less dense than air, and it hung in the air as if the wind was blowing.
It didn't take long for the corpse of the eye to be completely powdered, and there really wasn't even a bone left.
When I shone it with a flashlight, I found that the powder was gathering little by little in mid-air, and little by little it formed the shape of a human being.
When the powder stabilized, we were all dumbfounded, 100% yes, those powders really formed the shape of a person, although the face was blurred, but judging from the "eyes" on his face, it was 100% the student who had just died.
The old professor began to cry and refused to go any further, so let us let him down, and he would die here.
I glanced at the tattoo and asked him what the relationship between the young student and the old professor was.
The tattoo said that the eyes were the illegitimate son of the old professor.
I suddenly realized, no wonder the old professor refused to leave, and he was so sad, the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, it is estimated that no one can bear this pain.
Now that I didn't have time to dwell here, I forcibly carried the old professor on my back and ran forward with difficulty.
In fact, we know that running forward is a dead end, and there must be more "killing powder" in front of us, so all our hopes are pinned on the stone walls on both sides, hoping to find an exit on the stone walls on both sides.
But if only things were really so easy to solve, there would be no exit on either side, and our current situation is clearly trapped here.
After walking for a long time, the tattoo stopped, and refused to go any further, because he told us that there was a hanging coffin in front of us, and there must be more murderous powder waiting for us.
Looking back, fortunately, the killing powder didn't catch up for the time being, and we also had time to think about the next move.
Just when we were full of hope and wanted to move on, there was a dull sound in front of us, and needless to say, there must have been another hanging coffin falling.
I gasped, damn it, this is terrible, the front and back are blocked, and I can only go to the sky or the ground.
"Help...... Help me! At this time, among the hanging coffins in front of him, there was a sudden sound of crying for help. I frowned, could it be that the old professor's people, and there are still survivors?
The old professor became excited: "It's Xiao Zhang...... Zhang's voice. ā
I glanced at the tattoos, and the expressions of the tattoos were colorful: "No way, I clearly saw them dead." ā
The old professor said excitedly, "Didn't you hear them calling for help?" Come with me, quick. ā
As he spoke, the old professor was about to rush in.
Fortunately, the deserter had been prepared and dragged the old professor back: "You are so crazy, even if they are still alive, you can't save them if you go in now, but you may hang up." ā
The old professor was so excited that he still struggled to get in: "They are still alive, I want to rescue them, I brought them here." ā
Deserted and scolded and said that there was no cure, let me think of a way, if it really doesn't work, I will knock the old professor unconscious.
I hesitated, walked up and patted the old professor on the shoulder: "Don't get excited, think of a way to save your students." ā
The tattoo was not happy: "I want to save you yourself, I won't go anyway." ā
The old professor glanced at the tattoo fiercely: "I...... I'm paid, you have to keep us safe, you ...... Why don't you go? ā
"The contract didn't say that I had to risk my life to save you, and he obviously couldn't survive, so it would be useless to go in."
"You...... You ......" The old professor trembled with anger, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.
I wondered, why did the old professor bring security guards when he came here to investigate and research? This is unreasonable, could it be that he already knew that he was coming to this place, and even knew that this place was dangerous?
I looked at the old professor with burning eyes and asked him if he was going to come to this place a long time ago.
The old professor closed his eyes and nodded painfully: "I detected that there are a lot of strange sound waves coming from under this Grand Canyon, as if there are countless people roaring, thinking that it is the legendary hell, so I came...... I just came here to explore. ā
"Hear countless people screaming?" I gasped: "Really? There's someone down there. ā
The old professor said: "It's true, I even heard the voices of the Japanese, terrifying, terrifying, creepy, if this matter is exposed, it will definitely cause a sensation." ā
And the voice of the Japanese! I'm sure the old professor wasn't lying, because this was originally a secret base left by the Japanese.
The old professor said: "Hurry up and think of a way, quickly think of a way, how can we save them, and if we stay any longer, the situation will definitely be very troublesome." ā
I said, "Those powders only work when they enter the body through the nostrils, so let's cover the nostrils with clothes and prevent the dust from entering the nostrils, won't it be over?" ā
Hearing me say this, the old professor immediately nodded in agreement: "Well, I agree." As long as the dust doesn't get on the skin, it should be fine. The dust only works on the human body, and it doesn't hurt clothes. ā
With this in mind, we immediately took off our shirts and covered our heads, leaving only our eyes exposed.
The tattoo was not ready to follow up, but found a corner and blocked the outside with some stones: "I'm waiting for you, I hope you can get out of the way." However, I still want to warn you that if you go in this time, it is likely that you will be more than lucky. I assure you, all of them are dead, and the sound is not normal. ā