Chapter 13: The Bronze Gate (4)

(This week, there is no class in the afternoon, update early.) There will be tomorrow. ）

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, only to find that the fat man was looking at me with a playful expression, and I immediately understood. This fat guy is playing tricks on me. "I said fatty, don't make this kind of joke casually, okay? Aren't you afraid that people will retaliate against you? ”

The fat man waved his hand, and the beam of the flashlight swept around me before coming to a halt on me. I quickly raised my hand to cover my eyes.

"If you don't believe me, you can come with me, and then you'll know if what I'm saying is right." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt the light of the flashlight move away from me. I lowered my hand and saw the fat man tighten his backpack and turn around and walk towards the depths of darkness, so I hurriedly followed.

The surrounding space is just starting to grow amazingly, and the lighting range of the flashlight can't even reach the end. But the further we went, the smaller the space became, and the fat man and I had to hunch over and touch the stone wall next to us. In the end, we simply crawled on the ground. Thankfully, the passage we were in was so small that it didn't shrink any further than it had been, or I would have thought the fat man had led me to a dead end.

I crawled in the thief hole for almost two hours, during which the fat man did not say a word to me. I finally found a topic to talk to him, and he just gave me a perfunctory "um, ah". So I simply shut my mouth as well.

After crawling with my head down for nearly an hour, I couldn't stand the oppression of the small space around me, so I simply turned off the flashlight. As soon as the flashlight was turned off, the whole cave was darkened, and I deliberately didn't think about the surrounding stone walls, so the feeling of oppression was also reduced a lot. But my actions scared the fat man. I saw that the fat man suddenly stopped, kept crawling forward and called me.

I replied to him, and then heard him gasp slightly in front.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"What the are you doing with your flashlight off? I thought something had happened to you. The fat man said, and continued to crawl forward.

"What can happen here?" I also took a heavy breath to relieve the pent-up feeling, and then looked up at the fat man's huge buttocks twisting and arching forward. In the thief hole, if I were to lie on the ground completely, I would have to stack three of them to block the thief hole. But the fat man is different, the fat man and the bag he is carrying have completely blocked most of the space in the thief hole. The flashlight on the front can only be seen through some cracks.

"I said fat," I called him.

"What for?"

"This place is so small, what are you carrying a bag for? Isn't it much easier to push and walk in front? ”

"Fat man, I'm not stupid, I can't think of such a simple thing?"

"And what are you carrying on your back?" I saw that the fat man had a hard mouth, so I asked.

"Lao Tzu has been putting the bag in front of me since I got down, which eye did you see that I was still carrying a bag?"

"Not a backpack?" I was stunned for a moment, squinting my eyes to take a closer look at the fat man's back. Through the light of the flashlight, I did see that the fat man was carrying a black thing on his back. However, because the fat man's size blocked most of the light, and I kept a distance of about two meters from the fat man, I could only see a blurry shadow.

"Fatty, don't hold on, not everyone has this thing." After speaking, I paused and sneered: "You just put down the backpack, I won't laugh at you, sir." ”

The fat man got a little impatient and stopped to turn to face me. But I tried it but it didn't work. So he pulled the backpack in front of him and lifted it up for me to see.

I could see through the gap that the fat man was leaking out that he was indeed carrying something in his hand. And looking at that volume, it should be a fat man's backpack. But if the fat man's backpack was indeed in front of him, what was it on his back? Another backpack? But I didn't see him have two backpacks!

"What, nothing more?" The fat man asked, and continued to crawl forward.

"Fatty," I called him again, and a feeling that something was wrong came to me. At the same time, there was a sharp itch all over my body, and the cold sweat on my back began to bubble out.

"What's wrong again?" The fat man got impatient. "I mean, are you people in the city particularly troublesome?"

"Fatty, tell me the fuck if you brought two backpacks in"

"Two backpacks? You are a fat man, I am here for a spring outing? The fat man said.

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, I saw that his body was obviously stagnant. Then came the fat man's serious voice: "Hey, this is not a joke. You'll talk about it when you see it clearly. ”

"He's two meters away from each other, so long as you're not blind, you can see clearly, right?" I scolded. Still, I rubbed my eyes and looked at it again.

"When did this thing get on my back?"

"How do I know that? I'm not gay, so why do you keep staring at your ass. ”

"Listen," said the fat man. I could clearly hear the solemnity in his tone. "There's too little space in here to get it down. Since it has been lying on my back for so long and has not moved, it should not hurt me for a short time. Let's hurry up and climb out. ”

I nodded and answered. I only heard the fat man continue: "You keep a little distance from me, or it will climb your face." ”

I looked at the black thing on the fat man's back, and my heart was furious, and I said that even if you don't say Lao Tzu, I will keep my distance from you. So he answered again, and the fat man began to crawl forward again.

I deliberately kept a distance of three or four meters from the fat man, for fear that the mass on his back would jump on my face.

As soon as the distance between him and the fat man was widened, the light around him immediately dimmed. I also had to turn on my flashlight again. But now that I have the thing on the fat man's back, my attention is immediately attracted, and my eyes are fixed on the fat man's back, and I don't care about the feeling of oppression or anything.

After crawling forward for more than half an hour, the fat man sensed me in front, and it seemed that I had reached the exit. I only heard the fat man say, "Don't come out yet, wait until I get the things off my back." ”

"Can you do it alone? Do you want me to help you? I asked.

"You better not come here and make trouble. A fat man like you can single-handedly pick up three of them, let alone such a little ghost. After saying that, I saw the fat man suddenly roll over and roll out of the thief hole. Immediately afterwards, I heard the fat man's "Mom" scream, followed by the fat man's various cries.

The fat man didn't let me go out because I was in the way, and I could only lie down in the thief hole and be in a hurry.

Gradually, the fat man's screams turned into powerful roars, and if you listened carefully, the fat man seemed to be shouting something "Ada Ada". Not long after, a high-pitched and terrible scream came. I don't think the fat man can scream this kind of high-pitched and thin sound, presumably the thing was killed by the fat man. So he breathed a sigh of relief and called the fat man a few times.

The fat man should let me come out with a gentle voice.

When I was about to climb to the exit, I saw the fat man staggering at me, gesticulating, and shouting "Ada Ada." "I wondered if this would be their custom of fighting backwards, and when they entered the tomb, they had to shout a few times to greet the owner of the tomb. So I also want to learn to shout a few times. But I didn't expect the fat man to wipe his nose at me and asked me, "Look, fat man, do I look like Bruce Lee?" ”

"Bruce Lee?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I understood. It turned out that the fat man was imitating Bruce Lee just now, and his mouth was shouting "I'll fight". It's just that there is an echo in the thief cave, and I heard it wrong.

"Like or not, like like or not?" The fat man asked me with a huff.

"Like like like, people are Bruce Lee, you are Bruce Fat." After saying that, I threw my backpack out and stretched out my hand to the fat man: "Pull me out." ”

"Bruce fat seems to sound pretty good, too." The fat man walked up to me and pulled me out while talking to himself.

But just a few pulls before the fat man stopped. I looked up at him and saw that he was also looking at me with a frown.

"Look at what, hurry up and pull me out."

"Classmate," said the fat man.

I was baffled by the fat man's solemn look, and I just wanted to ask him what was wrong. But there was a sudden chuckle in my heart, and I immediately thought of what the fat man was on his back just now.

"On my back" I looked at the fat man, and my scalp tingled. Didn't this get killed by a fat man? Why is it on my back again? Could it be that there's more than one such thing in that thief hole? And when did it get on my back? How did I not know?

The fat man nodded, his lips moving. I knew what he was trying to say, so I stubbornly lay down at the exit of the thief cave and didn't move. Then I saw the fat man's right hand slowly touch his back and draw a dagger.