Chapter Thirty-Nine: Goodbye Lan

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The voices in the tomb were getting louder and louder, and it sounded as if it was not far from us. The fat man made a gesture not to speak, and then walked around, trying to determine the source of the sound. But after trying a few times, I found that the echo was too strong, and there was no way to judge it.

"Knock, knock, knock" The previously noisy sound suddenly changed to a regular knock sound. It's like someone walking around a graveyard in high heels. I looked at the fat man and asked him what was going on. The fat man also looked at me and shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he didn't know.

The sound of the high heels slowly changed from small to loud, as if they were approaching us. As the noise grew louder, I saw the fat man jerk his head up, staring motionlessly at the ceiling overhead. I couldn't react a little and looked up. But as soon as I looked up, I seemed to understand - how did this sound seem to come from overhead?

"Fatty." I said.

"Well, that's what I think too." The fat man looked up at the ceiling and nodded, affirming my thoughts.

"Is there a road up here?" I asked.

"Maybe the burial chamber is up there." The fat man twisted his sore neck and said, "Damn, the owner of this tomb is really smart, build the tomb on the top of the tomb - who the hell would think of it?" ”

"So how do we get up?"

The fat man was stunned: "Eh, this one" said the fat man and tried to jump up enough to reach the ceiling. Although the ceiling is more than two meters high, it is easy to touch, but if you want to go up, it is extremely difficult to put nothing under your feet. And the problem is that even if we knew that there was a burial chamber above the ceiling, we wouldn't be able to get through the ceiling right now.

"What's wrong?" I asked the fat man.

"The old way." As I spoke, I saw the fat man start mixing explosives again. This time the explosives were smaller, only a quarter of a fist in size. It seems that the fat man is also afraid of being buried alive here.

The fat man first staggered and cut a small hole in the ceiling. This is indeed manual work, and just digging a small hole is already exhausting the fat man. After fixing the explosives on it, the fat man pulled me back a dozen steps, and then pressed the detonator, and then I saw a puff of dust from the area where the explosives were installed slamming into the ground. Then large bluestone slabs began to fall. The whole process lasted less than thirty seconds. By the time the fat man was sure that the ceiling would not fall any further, a large hole about a meter in diameter had been blown out of the blasted place. Looking up from afar, the other end of the cave is pitch black, as if there is really a hidden space.

"Let's go, go over and have a look." As he spoke, the fat man walked under the ceiling with the skylight open, and looked up.

"Hey, looks like you're going to have to sacrifice it." The fat man saw me coming and pointed to the hole in his head and said.

"What are you going to do?"

"You put the fat man on me, and then I'll pull you up again."

"Shall I cushion you?" I looked the fat man up and down, "What kind of international jokes, let you step on the old man's can be stepped on by you." Don't do it. ”

"Then I'll pad you up, and then you pull me up?"

I glanced up at the height of the ceiling and said I pulled you? Don't let me be pulled down by you again.

The fat man really wanted to know what I was thinking, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Isn't this it, come, obediently let the fat man step on it." Just a moment. ”

I muttered that I had no choice but to crouch down and let the fat man step on my shoulder.

I regretted it when the fat man stepped on his first foot. The fat man of more than 200 pounds almost didn't trample me down. In the end, I used the strength to breastfeed, and I was able to prop up the fat man, and his teeth were almost crushed.

"Hey, don't shake it." The fat man shouted with his hands on the ceiling.

"Don't stand and talk without backache, if you have the ability, you can also carry a fat man of more than 200 pounds, so that you can understand what it means to be unbearable in life." I scolded.

"Okay, okay, next time I will change the fat man to carry you." The fat man said perfunctorily.

"Are you up, hurry up, I can't bear it!" I shouted, only to feel the blood in my whole body rushing to my head, and the green tendons on my forehead jumped and jumped as if they were about to burst at any moment.

"Don't make noise, I'll observe the terrain first. That's on this—! Before the fat man could finish speaking, I felt a shake on my back, and then the center of gravity shifted, and the fat man fell off it. After the fat man fell, I didn't hold steady and collapsed on the ground.

"Why don't you fucking climb up there, what kind of plane are you doing?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man's whole face was as white as a piece of paper, and he gasped and said, "Ouch, hey, damn me, I'm scared to death." ”

"Getting to the point." I said.

"Human faces, there are people on it." The fat man said, pointing to the hole in his head.

I scolded you and asked the fat man, "Are you dazzled?" ”

"Dazzling?" The fat man gasped, and gestured with his hands in front of him: "Fat man, that face was so close to me when I put my head up." If you get closer, it's time to kiss mouth to mouth. ”

My heart is really fake, how can there be anyone else in this place besides me and the fat man. But the fat man's frightened face turned white, and it didn't look like he was lying. And there is no need for him to lie. I asked the fat man, "Did you see that face clearly?" ”

"It's too dark to see. But I could smell the strange smell on its face at such a close distance. And I can still feel its breath - oops, I'm going, it's scared to death. ”

"Smell on your face? And breathing? I was stunned, "Is it alive?" ”

"I don't know, it's been staring at me anyway. I couldn't see it well, so I quickly retracted my head. ”

I raised my flashlight and looked up at the big hole in the top of my head and asked the fat man, "Could it be a corpse?" ”

"It's hard to say." The fat man said. The fat man had recovered and stood up and looked up. said: "It's too dark, I can't see clearly." However, 10% of them are corpses. ”

"So what now, can't you get up yet?" I asked the fat man.

Just as I was asking the fat man, a wrinkled face suddenly appeared in the big black hole above his head.

The fat man and I were startled, and we all took a few steps back with a strange cry. The fat man was even more nervous, and as soon as he raised his hand, the flashlight in his hand was accurately smashed directly on that face. The strange face snorted and shrank back.

"Oh my god, it scared the hell out of me." The fat man patted his chest and said, the fat meat trembling.

The fat man and I cautiously walked to the bottom of the big hole and looked up. I asked the fat man, "Did you just smash it to death?" ”

"If it's so easy to die, it's not a zongzi." The fat man said. As he spoke, the strange face poked out of the hole again.

The fat man and I were stunned again. The fat man reacted the fastest and shouted, "Grenade! Give me a grenade! ”

"Fuck you, I only have a flashlight, where did the grenade come from?" I scolded. The fat man didn't care, he snatched my flashlight and picked it up and was about to smash it up.

But before the fat man's "grenade" was thrown out, the strange face spoke: "If you hit me again, you will die." ”

I was stunned when I heard it, this voice is quite familiar. How is it a bit like Ran's?