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The gates of hell collapsed, the ground fell, and the blood was like a song, staining a thousand-year-old tomb red.

Song Ming and the four ghosts of Beibi fought hard and used their last strength to push the boy into the chariot, and then he was sucked into the black hole and disappeared into the darkness.

I don't know how long it took for everything to be calm again.

A naked baby crawled out of the open gates of hell, and a loud cry echoed in the silent tomb of King Zhuang, like a mournful cat meow in the middle of the night.

The baby crawled to the littered pile of rubble, slowly stood up, and the crying abruptly stopped, turning into giggles.

I saw the baby stepping on the gravel, walking faster and faster, and gradually turning into running.

Ran across the starry ground, ran out of the cliff, and unconsciously turned into a little girl, along the bluestone road, all the way to a far, far away, nowhere to be found.

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Inside the Gates of Hell, five people lay on a straight road, and a light was lit in front of the road, illuminating a huge semicircular building.

Qin Xiaoxiao slowly opened her eyes, the tiger pressed horizontally on her body, I don't know if she is dead or alive, anyway, she is not breathing, his life and death are too difficult to judge.

Qin Xiaoxiao pushed the tiger away hard, and bounced lightly with both hands on the ground.

Looking around, surrounded by cliffs, there is no top in sight, nothing but a road, a lamp, and a building at the end.

Qin Xiaoxiao stretched her body, and the sound of "cooing" came from her throat, if there was nothing, but it caused the dust on the rock walls on both sides of the road to fall.

With such a penetrating sound, the dead could also be called a corpse by her, only to see the other four people waking up shaking their heads, their clothes in tatters, and their faces like knives.

Song Ming was the worst, four of the five fingers of his right hand were bent to the back of his hand, and he woke up with a "".

Lao Li was born with a pair of strange hands, and he naturally studied his fingers deeply, and he didn't say that holding Song Ming's hand was a mess, and the "creaking" joint friction sound was heart-wrenching to hear.

But Song Ming didn't say a word, I don't know if it was for the sake of face, or because he was used to being injured after being on the road for a long time, so painful that he bit his lower lip and still smiled contemptuously.

Shangguan Hai's mouth was broken, and he said with a smile: "Boss Song is really hard-boned, what a man!" ”

Song Mingzheng has nowhere to vent, this is good, grabbing Shangguan Hai with one hand is a beating, and Shangguan Hai screams before stopping.

At this time, they don't care about the pain on their bodies at all, because being alive is the greatest luck.

Because they all know that the gate of hell is a place where there is no return, and it needs the ancient dragon's heart to seal it, and it is not humans who can come at all.

Just as they were arranging their clothes and bandaging their wounds, Qin Xiaoxiao stood motionless, her head kept swaying, and she looked around.

The tiger stepped forward and patted Qin Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Catwoman, what did you find?" ”

"Don't talk!"

Qin Xiaoxiao's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and gradually turned into a frightened expression.

It was all quiet all of a sudden, no one dared to gasp loudly, they were very familiar with each other, and in their impression, Qin Xiaoxiao had never trembled in the mausoleum.

The four of them stood in place, looking at Qin Xiaoxiao's upright figure, as if looking at a statue of the goddess of savior.

After a few minutes, the sweat on Qin Xiaoxiao's forehead was already flowing down her neck, and she said in a deep voice: "No, this is not a structure of nature. ”

"What do you mean?" Shangguan Hai, who rarely asks questions, asked in a low voice.

Song Ming was very depressed: "What you said is not nonsense, there must be a building, of course, it is not naturally formed!" ”

Qin Xiaoxiao still stood in place, not moving an inch, and said, "I can't hear any echo. ”

Shangguan Hai suddenly frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I didn't even hear back from the ground!" Qin Xiaoxiao continued, "Everything in nature has feedback, and everything is connected, just like the communication between people, but here...... The cliffs are crossed, not heavenly, but there is no echo. ”

"You don't mean to say, let's go to hell, do you?" Lao Li was puzzled.

"Hell isn't there." Shangguan Hai pondered.

They all know that Qin Xiaoxiao's judgment will never be wrong, because the world that Qin Xiaoxiao has perceived since birth is different from ordinary people, and when she can't feel the things around her, it means that there must be a problem.

None of them knew what the specific problem was, and for now, there was not much difference between here and outside, and their experience was not enough to see through the inhuman world.

In the silent and dim corridor, a lamp that does not look like an ever-bright lamp, a building that does not look like a building, makes this group of top masters in the world today puzzled.

"Do you want to go inside or go back?" Tiger said calmly.

No one replied to him, because he knew it.

Isn't this nonsense, he asked!

There has never been a mausoleum for the four ghosts in the north to retreat, their existence is to challenge all the unknowns, since they are here, it is providence, there is no reason to retreat.

Not to mention that this place is weird, and it can be harder to go backwards than to move forward.

With no food, no water, only two searchlights left in a tattered backpack, and a gun without bullets, the five strode towards the semi-circular building.

Went to a place where humans should not go.

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In the tomb of the guard, the elegy is fluttering, the blood stains the loess, and the blue and white skirt is scattered with pools of blood, like red blooming in a hundred flowers.

Little Bell had a saber stuck in his chest, and slowly stood up, his eyes dark red, and the tip of his tongue licked the blood on his lips, revealing a strange smile.

She gently pulled out the knife, stared at it, and threw it right into the earthen wall of the burial chamber, the blade sinking into the half.

After standing for a while, his face slowly turned ruddy, like rice paper stained with watercolor, gradually turning into a blush, his chest rose and fell slightly, and the sound of his heartbeat came into his ears through his chest.

Jumping out of the big pit, walking towards the corridor with light steps, under the tattered clothes, the blood on his chest faded little by little, and the little bell looked down and frowned slightly.

She felt sorry for this dress, and secretly scolded Brother Chen Tu in her heart.

scolded Brother Chen Tu for breaking her favorite dress, scolded Brother Chen Tu for not listening to her, and scolded Brother Chen Tu......

She laughed as she scolded.

Walking to the edge of the pit in the first burial chamber, she looked down at the ground, a row of small footprints, as if they had just been stepped on, and they were barefoot.

"Impossible." The little bell muttered to herself, and her face sank instantly.

Small footprints lead to the earthen walls of the burial chamber, which are also faintly visible, and eventually disappear into the top of the tomb.

The little bell stood motionless in place, and for a while he lifted his legs, and walked step by step to the wall and onto the earthen wall.

Walk until you reach the junction between the wall and the top of the tomb, and disappear in the blink of an eye.