Chapter 35 The eyes are full of old coffins
Chapter 35 is full of old coffins
(There is also a chapter in the afternoon or evening)
"Hey, Sister Lan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Info This thief hole shouldn't be what you played, right? The fat man asked.
Lan Tou didn't reply: "No." β
The fat man was stunned: "Hey, it's just a joke." Don't take it seriously. β
Lan ignored the fat man and continued to walk forward. After walking for a short time, the passage suddenly turned into a slope downward. But this angle of inclination is much smaller than the one I rolled down with the fat man just now. However, at least it won't just roll down the slope.
Lan took a look inside, then bent over, landed on his knees and climbed in.
I glanced back at the fat man. The fat man shrugged his shoulders and made a gesture of please. I nodded, bent down and climbed in.
This thief hole is really too skillful. In order to prevent the cave from collapsing, this tomb robber adopted a zigzag structure when he learned it. That is, the channel is divided into several small segments. Even if one of them accidentally collapses, it will not bury itself directly. You can also go back to the previous passage and start digging again.
We crawled diagonally down over four or five turnarounds, each of which was a few tens of meters away from each other. In other words, we have climbed almost 200 meters. My knees are on my knees in the mud, and I can't do it for a long time. If Lan hadn't said a word earlier, I would have suggested stopping and resting first.
After climbing four or five switchpoints, we finally climbed out.
But just as I crawled out, and before I could catch my breath, the scene in front of me almost made me faint.
Right in front of us, there was an open space the size of a football field, maybe even twice as big. And this clearing is full of coffins. With so many coffins, how many people died here?
I smacked my lips, and the whole person froze in place. The fat man was blocked by me and couldn't get out, so he reached out and patted my leg and motioned for me to get out of the way. I was startled, and the reflex jumped to the side. When I saw that it was a fat man, I couldn't help but be angry: "You can't fucking say something with your mouth, you have to do it?" β
The fat man crawled out of it and said, "Do you know what it means to be able to do it, try not to make noise?" β
I snorted, and my heart said that you want to **** or something. Roll your hands and get ready to go up. Kelan suddenly said something at this time, and I saw the fat man make a pause gesture, and then walked to Lan's side and looked at the coffin in front of him.
"Damn," the fat man also smacked his lips, "damn it, it seems that the people who accompany the funeral are not old or young." β
"No, these are not for burial." Lan said. As he spoke, he pointed to a coffin not far away, and said, "Do you see that coffin, from there, if you go further, the coffin in front of you will be placed very strangely." β
The fat man turned the aperture of the miner's lamp on his head a little smaller and focused it on the coffin, and then looked at the other coffins around him. suddenly gasped: "Damn, there's something inside!" β
"What do you mean?" I hurriedly asked.
The fat man dismantled the lamp and threw it at me, so I could see it myself. Then he explained to me next to me: "Generally speaking, the coffin that accompanies the funeral is fine as long as it is laid out in a proper manner. But these coffins are clearly placed according to a specific pattern. β
I looked at the direction Lan just now with a miner's lamp for a long time, but I didn't see anything. Then the fat man came and took the lamp back, and said, "Oh, okay." Just you little rookie, I'll practice more with the fat master in the future. As he spoke, he put the lamp back on his forehead.
"So what now?" I asked, "Let's ...... Past? β
"In the past?" The fat man snorted and said, "Don't look at this coffin that is not as high as your waist." But if you really want to go in, I guess you won't have to think about itβyou'll be trapped. β
I just wanted to scold back, but the fat man spoke again: "Forgot the Eight Array Diagram so quickly?" Although these coffins are not arranged according to the eight arrays, they are definitely not as simple as placing them here. If you don't believe it," said the fat man in a gesture of way: "Come, you go and give the fat man a try." β
I glanced at Lan and saw that she didn't seem to be listening to the fat man, but thinking about something of herself. After a while, Lan said, "I can go over, but you ......" At this point, Lan stopped talking.
I glanced at the coffins below, and I understood why Lan said she could go over on her own. With her bouncing power, she could have stepped on top of the coffin and jumped over. Not with me and the fat man. I'm not bounced enough. The coffins were spaced at a distance of more than three meters. If only I had to jump three meters once or twice, I wouldn't be able to stand jumping non-stop. Let's talk about fat people. Even if he could keep jumping over, his weight was there. This must not step on the lid of someone's coffin.
The fat man pulled out a flare gun in his bag, then loaded a flare and walked over to Lan and me, and looked at the large darkness in front of him. He said, "Come, the fat man is here to show you a clear way." As he spoke, he raised his right hand and pulled the trigger in front of him.
Only a "bang" sound was heard, and the flare was fired into the air. Immediately afterwards, the magnesium inside began to react with other substances, emitting a blinding white light. But it was also at this time that we saw the coffin in front of us clearly.
This is not just a coffin field, it's a fucking mass grave. At the beginning, it was a good and neat coffin, but at the end, the coffins were almost piled together. Further back, the coffin was almost three stories high.
I shuddered when I saw it, and cold sweat suddenly broke out. Fat people are no better. There are so many coffins, so many dead people, this fucking person has never seen anyone buried with such a big hand.
Lan was very calm, glanced at the fat man, and motioned for him to fire another flare.
The fat man nodded, loaded one and hit it out again. This time we can see it more clearly.
In our line of sight, except for the coffin or the coffin. And these coffins, except for the difference between intact and broken, the rest are indistinguishable.
"What now?" I asked. I asked the fat man and Lan at the same time. I'm not sure if I'll be able to figure out the way to the past if I just ask one person.
The fat man scratched his head and asked tentatively, "Then why don't we burn all these coffins with a fire, and then go over when the fire is extinguished?" (To be continued.) )