Volume 2 Xia He Chapter 18 Mr. Wu Temple (8)

Don't dare to delay any longer, the top priority is to find the exit as soon as possible, and talk about the rest after they go out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

I added some sticks to the fire and walked over to the coffin again.

Just now, the female corpse with the same skin color as an ordinary person and the naked baby in her arms had begun to turn black. This is the reason for the light. The corpses of such a "corpse breeding ground" cannot see the light, and after seeing the light, they will accelerate their changes, and those who grow into zombies will jump out to cause harm, and those who live in demon animals will quickly decay, and their souls will completely integrate into the body of the animal, becoming extremely difficult to deal with.

To accomplish this step, external forces are indispensable. The coffin had to be exposed to fossils in broad daylight, or next to a fire, and then opened to allow the body to be illuminated. In the same way, this is also their fragile period, the best time to destroy them, in the day and night when they will not be completed, as long as a fire turns the corpse into dust, the zombie will naturally be gone, and the soul of the sojourner will also lose its foundation due to the destruction of the original body, thus losing its nature, and finally disappearing without a home.

This gave me a new idea.

The toad that lives with female corpses is so powerful that it seems to be on a par with me, and it is difficult for anyone to gain the upper hand. It was hard to confuse me, I could barely resist the screams, and I couldn't do anything about it. But as long as I destroy this female corpse and the naked baby corpse, and the soul and yin power of the female corpse that has lost its foundation is damaged, the toad will definitely not be my opponent, and it will only be a matter of time before I get rid of it.

It's a great way to do it once and for all. But the next moment I was deflated.

Now I'm alone here, and I can't cremate my body until I die with her. Because while burning the corpse, I will also be suffocated here by the smoke and poisonous mist.

I was afraid to think about it, and sweat beaded on my forehead.

Of course, I won't die with the ghost animals, survival is the most important thing. The biggest and most urgent goal is to quickly open or find another exit, return to the surface as soon as possible, heal the cold poison, and have the body incinerated by tomorrow night, so that there will be no future trouble.

I looked at it again and looked around the stone wall. I didn't find anything after a circle, but my throat was itchy and I couldn't help coughing and wheezing.

The smoke from the burning of wood just now was already a little choking, and I covered my mouth and nose with my hands and looked at the fire.

I dare not extinguish the fire. Before I left, I never wanted to see those horrible perverted flea women again, even if I choked to death in the smoke.

Fortunately, after the warmth of this burst of firewood, the cold pain in my body was reduced a lot, and I could barely bear it.

I walked up the stone steps to the exit with a pig-killing knife. Looking at the tightly closed flap above his head, he gritted his teeth with hatred. Like the coffin on it, the flap controlled by the mechanism was so hard that the knife couldn't cut through it. I looked at the stone walls on both sides, and there were traces of chiseling, and I couldn't find the switch to control the mechanism when I felt the knife all the way. It seems that unless someone else opens the mechanism on it, it is impossible to get out of here.

Frustrated, I returned to the cave, added some wood to the fainter fire, and looked around the walls again, hoping for a miracle. But the miracle didn't happen, and nothing else was found, except for a few tiny cracks.

I went back to the coffin, and now the only hope was the little hole where the toad was hiding.

I was standing at the edge of the hole that was belly high. Look closely. It is a small, naturally occurring hole, perhaps frequented by toads, and the stone walls of the cave are moist and smooth. The hole is small and difficult for adults to enter, but for my small body, it is not difficult to get in. The question is where does that end of the cave go? Will you be able to get out? Is Riri getting smaller? None of this is an unknown.

What if this was just a dead hole, just a toad's nest?

At this time, I felt out of order because of the cold pain in my body, and I tried several times but failed to enter the usual ethereal artistic conception, unable to perceive whether the toad was still in the hole. I was anxious and hesitant to make a decision.

I left the school before nine o'clock in the night and came to the temple, this big toss, I guess it was past midnight at this time. The injuries on his hands are not serious, but the cold poison should not be underestimated, and he must leave as soon as possible.

At this moment, a frog whine came from the depths of the small hole, which shook my heart, and I quickly settled my mind to resist.

This abominable toad seemed to understand my situation, and it was mocking, more of a challenge.

I no longer hesitate, how do I know if I want to die or live? As soon as I gritted my teeth, I grabbed the pig-killing knife in my right hand and stretched out the way, and bowed into the stone cave.

The stone cave is a little bigger than my body, smooth and smooth, I crawled into it a few times, the "croaking" toad inside kept pouring into my ears, shaking my ears painfully, my head did not hurt and dizzy, I tried to keep my mind, speed up and crawl, at this moment, a big snake spitting a long letter opened its bloody mouth, showing sharp fangs towards me.

All of a sudden, my scalp exploded, I was sweating through the back of my clothes, and I almost lost my soul. The cave was filled with my body, and I couldn't dodge, and there was no way to advance or retreat, so there was no room for maneuver. I gritted my teeth and shouted, waved the pig-killing knife in my hand and stabbed it directly at the snake's mouth, but it was about to be stabbed, but it disappeared suddenly. The toad's cry became more and more urgent, and I was in shock, and then a large blood-red centipede as thick as my arm appeared, holding a pair of large tongs and pounced on me, and there was no room in the hole for me to swing and slash, and I had no choice but to raise my knife and stab directly.

This time, as before, just as the tip of my knife was about to stab it, the centipede disappeared.

It dawned on me in an instant: Phantom! It was some hateful toad that made an illusion to me. As long as I am careless and can't keep my mind, I will never recover. I quickly closed my eyes, silently recited the meditation mantra in my heart, and crawled in with my knife in spite of it.

Afterwards, every time I recall this stubble, I am covered in cold sweat, if the host of the female corpse against at this time is not a toad, but really a poisonous snake or centipede or something, whether I can resist it, only God knows.

Fortunately, this small stone cave is not too deep, and I estimate that it will be at most two feet away, and I feel that it is suddenly open.

I quickly stood up and looked around.

The toad, five steps in front of me, saw it get up, stopped its cry, let out a puff of white mist, kicked its hind legs, jumped into the back of a boulder and disappeared.

I stood still, holding my breath. A quick glance of my eyes revealed that it was a natural stone cave the size of only half a room, with untouched floors and strange rocks abrupt, and I grasped the handle of the knife and walked forward cautiously. Suddenly, he noticed a small box resting on the protruding stone in front of him.

When I saw the box, I immediately thought of the small wooden box that Father Gui gave me and the small iron box in the secret cave of the stream.

The older generation always likes to put valuables in a box to collect, and this box is so hidden that the contents must be very precious.

Since the toad is hiding, I won't be looking for it at this time. It can't help me, and I can't help it, so I just leave it alone for the time being. But I was extremely vigilant, and I didn't dare to let go.

I was afraid that the group of perverted flea women who had disappeared would reappear here, but after a while there was no movement, I was a little relieved.

Looking at the small box, I saw that the hunter was happy, and walked over with the courage to go over, determined to see what was going on.

The box was not large, about the same size as the one that Daddy Gui had given me, and it had a lock nailed to it, but it was not locked. I approached and carefully touched it with the tip of my knife, it was wooden, and the box moved with a little force, which showed that the contents were very light.

I carefully picked open the rusty copper lock with the tip of the knife, and just in case, I squatted down, inserted the tip of the knife into the lid of the box, and pried it up to open the lid.

There was no hidden weapon, but there was a strange faint fragrance coming to my nose, and I quickly closed my mouth and nose, for fear that it was a misty incense or poisonous gas. After a while, I didn't feel unwell, but felt refreshed, and even the cold and pain of the cold poison were much lighter.

Could it be that this contains an antidote to the cold poison of the perverted ground flea? I was so overjoyed that I could no longer care if there was any danger, and I stood up and held the box in my hand.

There was only a stack of rice paper at the top of the box, and I took out the rice paper, and below it was a thick roll of sheepskin, and then I took out the parchment roll, and then I found that there was an irregular piece of wood the size of my little palm in the bottom layer. I wondered, what is the value of a broken piece of wood? How do you hide it so secretly?

I picked up the wooden block, and it looked like wood and not like wood, and the smell was so strong that it filled the cave.

It dawned on me. It turned out that the aroma came from this little wood-like thing.