"Chapter 42 of the Flaming Mountain?"
I held the guy in my hand tightly, thinking that I would be able to adapt even if I did encounter any unexpected situation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info I rummaged through my backpack, ready to take out all the guys in it, and when I touched my jacket pocket, I suddenly remembered, Guang Xue'er had a pistol in her hand when she sneaked up on us, and then when we tied her up, the pistol was also put in my pocket.
This is a 6.8 mm caliber pistol, produced by the Belgian FM company, this pistol looks a little small, but the power is not covered, at most it can have a range of 800 meters, and this pistol is also mass-produced when it is produced, so the number is very limited.
I got the magazine out of the pistol, and found that the bullets in it were still full, and the loaded bullets were a total of nine, although the number was a little less, but after all, I was a lot more sure.
The little brother doesn't have any weapons in his hands, he is still barehanded, of course I don't have the ability to worry about him, something really has to happen, it's good if I don't pull him back.
We unloaded our backpacks, took the rest of the dry food with us, and then slowly walked forward. The corpses on this burial pit are about 10,000 yuan, and the people who were selected for burial in ancient times were forced to be helpless, so it is impossible to imagine that thousands of years have passed, and their souls have not been exceeded, and they have been wandering in the dark hell without light all day long.
I gave myself some courage, this is not the first time I have gone down to this burial pit, I want to say that I am afraid, but I still have some mental preparation, but that eerie feeling makes me unable to let go.
The little brother walked in the front, and I could see that he was unscrupulous about these things, so I gave him a blank look, and thought to myself: "This kid's eyes are like the eyes of hell, maybe he is in the same family as Lord Yama, of course he is not afraid." ”
But having said that, I still have some doubts about what the little brother's eyes are all about, but now it doesn't seem to be the time to ask about this thing, so I had a cold shudder, so I had to follow him without saying a word.
Because the two of us came to the very end of this burial pit, the corpses on it were all backed by us, because they had been dead for thousands of years, and they were next to the magma, so the water in their bodies had already volatilized, and everyone was like a mummy, becoming a pile of dried meat, and their bodies were also slightly bent forward, showing a rickety appearance.
I dared to walk through the back row, and my eyes kept looking back and forth over them, but I found that each of them had a common feature, that is, the middle fingers of both of their hands, the nails were very long, and they were all straight, and none of them were curved.
I said aloud, "Little brother, why are the nails on your middle fingers so long?" ”
The little brother glanced at it and said: "In ancient times, people had a special yearning for the sky, and the monarchs at that time believed that the gods lived in the sky, thousands of miles of the sky, and the non-immortals could not be climbed, and the flesh was mortal, so they only lived on the ground and looked up at the sky." This kind of thinking was the most prevalent in the Tang Dynasty, so everyone wanted to feather and ascend to immortality at that time. Because the middle finger is the longest among the fingers, the ancients believed that the middle finger was the finger closest to the sky, so they would deliberately keep their nails. ”
I smiled and said, "This ancient person is really feudal and superstitious, and he can think of any strange trick." ”
The little brother said: "In ancient times, in addition to the emperor, the immortals were the most respected gods in their minds, but they probably didn't expect that they thought they could cultivate immortals, but they inexplicably gave the general a funeral. With that, he continued to walk forward.
After I saw this, I also hurriedly followed, and now I am in the midst of these ten thousand corpses, the degree of horror is imagined, in case there are zongzi, then my little life, but it is really completely explained here.
These bones knelt on the ground in unison, their heads hung down to the ground, and their hands were tightly clasped on the ground, we walked for so long, every corpse was in this posture, if these people were really buried by the general at that time, and it was good that there was no chaos, how could they maintain the same posture in such a unified and orderly manner?
I wanted to stop my brother and tell him about this discovery, but before I could speak, I noticed that my brother's expression had become abnormal, and he squatted down in front of a corpse, as if he had discovered something strange.
I walked to my brother's side and found that his face had turned pale and sweating profusely, I glanced at the magma next to me, thinking that my brother couldn't stand the heat in this cave, and asked, "Little brother, what's the matter with you, is it too hot?" ”
The little brother was taken aback by my words, and then said, "It's okay, it's just a little headache." ”
I nodded, and then I didn't care, I looked at the bones around me again, and then when I was about ten paces away from me, I noticed a strange thing, because there were no corpses in that place, only a clearing! And the area of that clearing is obviously the area that a corpse needs!
I was suddenly a little dazed, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind my back. The specifications and postures of this burial place are so uniform, how can there be no corpse in that place, could it be that the corpse is a zongzi, and when we are not paying attention, it ran away?