Chapter Eighty-Seven: Is There a Ghost in the Team?

(One shift today, two more tomorrow)

Someone threw me with a stone. I subconsciously looked at Hetao and the pheasant next to me, and then at Ali, who was almost nestled in my arms. After excluding these three people, who else will throw me with stones?

I thought of fat people almost immediately. He is probably the only one of us who is so unreliable.

I twisted my head slightly and looked around, but I didn't notice where the fat man was. It's weird, there's no one around, so who threw me with a stone?

"Smack" another pebble was thrown at my feet. Now I can see the direction in which the stone is coming. I quickly turned my head to look in the direction where the stone had been thrown, and saw that there was a figure standing there outside the range of the wind lamp. It's just that the range of the wind lamp is limited, and I can't see the person's face clearly. But subconsciously, I already thought that the person hiding in the dark was fat.

Damn, I cursed in my heart, and said that since you have already come in, why don't you come out to see me. Thinking I'm going to call him. But before the word fat could be uttered, I realized that something was wrong.

The figure hidden in the darkness seemed to be much smaller than the fat man. Seems to be about the same as me. Even if a fat person is determined to lose weight, it is impossible to lose weight like this in just a few days.

This man is not fat.

But if it's not fat, who will it be? Is there anyone else in this mausoleum besides us? When I think of this, I think of those people who are against the water.

Could it be them? I stared at the figure and thought to myself, "That's not right. If it's really them, wouldn't it be better if we were unsuspecting now, why should you remind me? Thinking about it, I thought about it again, and then I thought of Ariho. Ellio, as an intellectual talent like an ancient civil official, has been held hostage by those people. Could it be that he had already escaped, and that this figure was him? But that's not right. If it were him, wouldn't it be nice for him to come out directly, hide in the dark and play mystery?

Almost instantly, so many questions popped into my head.

If none of the questions that came to mind are true, then who is this person? I thought about it, and said in my heart that now that I don't know whether I am or the enemy, I should wake up He Tao and them first. Thinking about it, I'm going to shake Hetao, who is sleeping next to me. But before I could make a move, something was thrown at my feet from the figure. I subconsciously looked at the figure and then looked down at my feet.

I thought the figure was throwing stones at me again, but I didn't expect it to be a paper ball this time.

Damn, what kind of plane. I cursed and picked up the ball of paper, only to find that a ball of paper the size of my thumb had a weight it shouldn't have. It must have been the figure who was worried that the paper ball was too light to throw away, so he put a stone in it.

I unfolded the paper ball, and sure enough, there was a pebble wrapped in it. Throwing the stone away, I saw a sentence written on the paper ball:

Beware of the inner ghost, after reading the destruction.

Beware of the inner ghost? I repeated it in my heart, and what did my heart mean by that? Thinking about it, I looked back at the figure, only to find that the figure was long gone.

The range of my series of movements just now was a bit large, and Ali in my arms seemed to be woken up by me, and snorted a few lowly. As soon as I saw it, I subconsciously put away the paper ball.

"Brother," Ali whispered to me.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." I said, "You go back to sleep." ”

Ali answered and fell asleep.

I turned my head to look at the figure again, and after making sure he wasn't there, I looked at the door again. I have to say that this ghost boy is really patient. Just squatting at the door and guarding it, like a door god.

Looking down to see that Ali was asleep again, I took out the paper ball and looked at it again.

Who the hell is that figure? What does this little inner ghost mean? Could it be that there are internal ghosts in a few of us?

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure out why there were ghosts among us. Or what is the significance of the appearance of inner ghosts? And what is the purpose of the inner ghost? Wait, the purpose of the inner ghost? I was stunned for a moment, and then I thought of what the fat man said to me that night by Ximatang Lake:

Within seven days, you must go down to the bottom of the horse washing pond. If I can get those guys, we'll see you below.

Could it be that the people the fat man is trying to deal with have already mixed in with us before him? The inner ghost mentioned on the paper ball is the eyeliner of those people?

If that's the case, then it's clear. Even if the figure just now is not a fat man, it should be a person brought by a fat man. He's reminding me to watch out for the inner demons in us.

But a few of them don't look like ghosts. I looked down at Ali in my arms, then at the sleeping Hetao, and at the pheasant who didn't know whether he had fallen asleep or passed out. Why don't you make it clear who the inner ghost is? I frowned, and said in my heart that fat people, you can't be a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and tell me directly who the inner ghost is.

Could He Tao be an inner ghost? It's impossible, he accidentally participated in this operation, and he didn't even know that there was such a thing. Could it be Ali? This is even more unlikely. Ali is the person who was arranged by the fat man to help me, how can it be an internal ghost? But if neither of them were, I turned my head to look at the pheasant. Could it be him? But that's not right. As an inner ghost, I almost killed myself, and those people shouldn't be so brainless to find such a person to be an internal ghost.

After staring at the paper ball for a while, I finally gave up. Not long after putting away the paper ball, He Tao woke up.

He Tao saw me staring thoughtfully at the wind lantern in front of me, and asked me what was wrong.

I looked up at him and decided not to talk about it yet. So he shook his head and said he was thinking about how we would get out.

"How to get out." He Tao repeated this sentence for a while, and then went to check the pheasant's injury.

The pheasant is really dying. I saw that the pheasant's face was no longer bloodless, and his body temperature was starting to drop. This is a sign of excessive blood loss.

"Brother Tao," the pheasant felt that He Tao was checking himself, and opened his eyes to look at He Tao: "Brother Tao, this is too painful." Give me a good time. ”

"Fart." He Tao scolded, unscrewed the kettle and fed the pheasant a little water.

The pheasant drank a little water, and He Tao was just about to feed it a second bite, but the pheasant had tilted his head to the side, indicating that he was unwilling to drink it again.

"You can't fucking die." He Tao said. After saying that, he turned the pheasant's head and put the kettle up.

The pheasant laboriously raised his hand to block the kettle: "Brother Tao, drink the water, don't waste it." ”

He Tao looked at the pheasant and slowly put the kettle down.

"Brother Tao," said the pheasant again, "I know my situation. Excuse me, just give me a good time. After speaking, he paused, as if he was accumulating the strength to speak. After a long while, he said again: "When the former brothers were sad, didn't you also help them solve their pain, Brother Tao?" - They will thank you. ”

"You'll survive." He Tao looked into the eyes of the pheasant.