Chapter forty-five has one more

(The update is delivered, and it will continue tomorrow.) In addition, there is something wrong with this chapter, and the passage used by the craftsman to escape was described by me as the feeling of the tomb. Correct next time. ）

I looked up and saw that the exit above me was sealed by the sarcophagus again, and the surroundings were quiet again.

"She sealed the exit, so how did she get out?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man shrugged: "How do I know, maybe she's afraid that the male zongzi will come out." ”

"Then how did she get out?"

"Didn't you hear her say there was something else to do, maybe there was another way to get out. Look at her outstretched hand, even if something happens to us, she will be fine. Don't worry. After saying that, the fat man took the lead and walked forward.

I looked at the fat man's back, still pondering what Lan had just said. The answer I want to know may be in something called the Golden Gate? What is Golden Gate? A door? One thing? Or is it a sect? Or, it's a person - Lan didn't make it clear just now. If you know it, you can ask for it. I scratched my head a little annoyed, and looked up again at the sarcophagus that sealed the exit. Now I don't have a chance to ask, let's ask the fat man, maybe the fat man will know. Thinking about it, I chased after it.

"Golden Gate?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, "A door made of gold? ”

"Be serious." I said.

The fat man smashed his mouth: "This is a normal reaction, okay." After speaking, the fat man paused, and repeated the name several times in his mouth. Hey, there it is. ”

"What comes to mind?"

"Fat man, I seem to have heard this name when I watched the travel channel at home. Yes, yes"

"What is it? Don't sell it, say it. I urged.

"It seems to be a place name." The fat man rolled his eyes as if trying to remember, "Kinmen, yes, it's a place name." Gold of gold, the door of the security door. ”

"And where is this place?"

"I don't remember that. The fat man's brain never contains useless things. ”

I was just about to say that you should give me a good thought, but the fat man said, "Oh, what are you doing now, wouldn't it be good to go out to Baidu and Google." ”

I rolled my eyes and said to myself, fuck you, can you have some common sense.

"By the way," I said to the fat man, "we have found the burial chamber, but we have found no news about my father." What's going on? Also, Lan seems to know my purpose, otherwise how could she tell me to go to check the Golden Gate? ”

The fat man waved his hand: "There is no logical relationship between finding the tomb and finding your father's news. Just like eating and sleeping, skipping meals doesn't affect your sleep. After saying that, I didn't care if I could understand it or not, and after a pause, the fat man said, "But this Lan is quite strange." How will she know your purpose? Did you tell her? ”

I shook my head, and the fat man continued, "Normally, the inverted bucket should go when she finds the tomb and takes her things, but she says that there is still something to do. Hmm," the fat man groaned.

The fat man pondered as he walked, and after a long silence, the fat man raised his head: "Could it be that she sees that the male zongzi is too handsome, and wants to do it after we leave?" - Damn, why are you beating me? ”

"Can't you think about it?" I asked the fat man.

"Aren't I thinking about it, I'm afraid you're bored and want to tell you a joke to relieve your boredom." The fat man rubbed his head and said.

I ignored the fat man and walked on my own. But after walking for a long time, I noticed that something seemed to appear on the ground not far ahead.

The fat man's wolf eyes have long been out of power, and the only light source we have now is the small household hand-cranked flashlight in my hand, and the lighting range is barely enough, but the distance is too much worse. The light hit more than ten meters away, and it was impossible to see things clearly, and I could only feel that something was lying on the ground in that place.

I was stunned for a moment and patted the fat man who was still pulling his skin.

The fat man paused and rubbed his eyes, tilted his head forward, and then squinted his eyes again for five seconds.

I asked the fat man if he saw what it was, and the fat man shook his head and said he didn't know. I asked the fat man if it would be a corpse dumpling or something, or a mechanism to stop tomb robbers. The fat man shook his head again, saying that the mechanism is impossible, this is an escape route, and whoever is full of food will set up a mechanism in the place where he saves his life. But if it is a corpse or a dumpling, the fat man frowned, and said that it is impossible, it stands to reason that this is a passage dug out by the craftsman who built the tomb to escape for his life, and it is to go out, and it is not the robbery hole that we entered before, it is to go inside. There shouldn't be such a thing.

"What you said soundly, we're going out now, but if we change direction, won't it mean that we're going to the tomb?" I said.

The fat man clenched the crowbar in his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, there is a fat man." No, we still have explosives - hey,! As he spoke, the fat man slapped his head. I hurriedly asked what was wrong, and the fat man said, "Just now, in order to be able to pack more things out, I took out all the explosives and threw them away." ”

"Damn, what do you say about throwing away life-saving things? Now it's okay, what should I do? ”

"How do I know? I thought that since there was a way to get out, of course I could do without those things. The fat man said. After a pause, the fat man said again: "But don't be afraid, isn't there still a fat man." I'm the one who single-handedly took a dumpling down on his stomach. And the zongzi is still male. ”

"Fart, you young boy fought with an old man who doesn't know how many hundred years old, you still have a face." I sneered.

"You know the." The fat man retorted, "In the inverted bucket world, zongzi has no age, and fat people don't care about their level." So saying, the fat man took the crowbar and walked towards the pile of things in front of him.

When the fat man walked in, I heard the fat man suddenly realize "ah", and then I saw the fat man waving at me and signaling me to come over.

My face was full of doubts, and I said to myself what kind of plane the fat man was doing. When I got closer, I finally saw what it was.

Skeletons, bones in one place. Lying on the ground, half-leaning against the wall. Many, many fixtures.

Even though I am a man, I was not mentally prepared to suddenly face so many white bones, to be honest, my heart was beating like a drum, and I couldn't even breathe.

"What's going on?" I gasped and asked the fat man.

The fat man was crouching in front of a skeleton at this time, examining it carefully, and did not answer me.

I saw in the fat man's face a seriousness that he had never seen before.

"What's wrong?" I asked him again.

"Cannibalism?" The fat man muttered to himself. As I spoke, I saw the fat man using a crowbar to flick the bones on the ground.

I was stunned for a moment: "Are you asking me?" ”

The fat man ignored me, and said to himself: "There is a knife in the chest, and there are marks of being cut in the spine, is it anti-water?" ”

The so-called anti-water roughly means that someone in the team has selfishness and has rebelled.

"Let's go, I'm panicking." I urged.

The fat man still ignored me: "One, two, thirty bones." ”

"Isn't it just black eating black, gone." I slapped the fat man.

The fat man slapped my hand away, turned his back to me, and said, "Do you remember how many people your father brought in?" ”

I didn't react, thought for a moment and said, "Ten, plus he himself is eleven." But one of them went out first. "As soon as I finished saying this, I was stunned, and almost instantly I understood what the fat man meant." You mean," I said, and with a puff, I knelt down on the white bones in front of me, and kowtowed respectfully.

The fat man nodded: "Don't be sad first, I always feel that something is not right." ”

My face is white now, and I am still in the mood to listen to the fat man, but I just kowtow vigorously.

The fat man turned around and hugged me, and said, "If it is true that they all died here because of the backwater, there should be traces of a fight here." But there's nothing around. Also, they couldn't have brought nothing with them, but there were only bones here. Where did the rest go? ”

"What do you mean?" I looked at the fat man.

"If I'm not mistaken, fat man, at least one of these people is not dead, he went out with his things."

I jumped past the fat man and forced myself to count the number of bones on the ground: "According to what you said, there should only be nine bones here." But here are ten of them. ”

"No, you're wrong." The fat man said, "There are ten skeletons here, but only nine have died. ”

"What do you mean?"

"One more." The fat man said in a very affirmative tone.