The search party brought back a disappointing result, and they didn't find anything worth telling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After that, two other search teams returned, and they gave equally disappointing answers.

There was no way out, everyone was trapped to death.

Despair, once again, hangs over the ranks.

When the last warrior returned, the smell of defeat infected everyone, and everyone was in a state of anxiety, and a wordless dispute began.

After hearing the desperate message, the explorers who came first scolded the latter for not doing their best to find them, while those who came later accused the first group of warriors of getting by, otherwise how could they have come back so quickly.

In the midst of the soldiers' quarrels, the atmosphere in the communication room became unstable, and the soldiers were enveloped in inexplicable sadness, and everyone sighed or wailed, or banged their heads against the wall, or joined in the abuse.

In the shaking of the figures, Yang Kumei watched everyone's gradually distorted, deformed, and reddened faces, and surprise and consternation rose in her heart.

In just an instant, her comrades-in-arms became in such an anxious state, and the soldiers who used to help each other and were confident and united actually scolded in order to shirk their responsibilities.

It's as if they're being controlled by something.

Surprised, Yang Kumei did not join the absurd dispute, perhaps because of her timidity, or because she was a girl, Yang Kumei curled up alone by the iron chair in the communication room, curled up, looking at those completely distorted angry and uncontrollable faces.

Yang Kumei was tired of the quarrel, she simply covered her head, lowered her head, and didn't listen to their pushing and noisy sounds.

But just as Yang Kumei lowered her head, she suddenly saw a puddle of water on the ground.

The puddle of water was originally uneventful, and it may have been spilled on the ground by someone during the argument, or it could have accidentally fallen out while drinking water.

The puddle of water reflected people's expressions of anger and uncontrollable expressions, and also reflected a ...... A face that Yang Kumei has never seen before.

In the reflection of the water, Yang Kumei saw a woman in a blue robe, she lowered her hands and feet in the air, standing behind the crowd, motionless as everyone pushed and shoved.

Even though the water surface rippled because of the movement of people, Yang Kumei still saw the woman's appearance and saw the woman's ...... clearly Face.

In the reflection, the woman's face was indistinguishable from dehydrated beef, with red eyes, dark-brown bark-like skin, and a cracked lip that was still smiling quietly while bleeding.

Seeing the woman's first sight, Yang Kumei trembled involuntarily.

For so many years, Yang Kumei has been receiving a materialist education, she does not believe in ghosts, nor does she believe in evil, but this does not reduce the confusion and fear in Yang Kumei's heart in the slightest, on the contrary, with the intensification of everyone's quarrel and the bloody smile of the woman in blue, a cold, helpless, and overwhelmed that has never existed instantly invaded her whole body.

Yang Kumei's body was out of control, and she tried her best to restrain her emotions, but she couldn't let herself withdraw from that almost numb feeling.

She wanted to escape, but going to a place where no one was there could only be more dangerous, she wanted to raise her head, but she didn't have the courage to face the "female ghost" in the water.

Just when Yang Kumei was about to be driven crazy by her own fear, a hand suddenly blindfolded her eyes, and before Yang Kumei was about to shout, the owner of that hand fell in Yang Kumei's ear and suddenly said, "Don't scream!" You help me, everyone still has a chance to live, otherwise, we will all be tortured to death by that thing. ”

That voice is from Xianyundu.

The sudden Xianyundu leaned close to Yang Kumei, which made her feel that the old scholar was tired of speech and the smell of smoke and grass, but the pungent smell and dry voice made Yang Kumei quickly calm down.

Yang Kumei, who had barely recovered from the reflection of the vision, was forced to nod, and then Xianyundu took his palm away.

In the chaos, Yang Kumei opened her eyes again, only to find that there was no trace of the black-skinned female ghost in the water waves, and only the warriors who were getting more and more fierce in the push and fight remained.

Xianyundu put his head next to Yang Kumei's ear and continued, "Do you know where the weapon is buried? ”

Yang Kumei nodded desperately.

"Good!" Xianyundu pointed: "Go and get me the pistol, or everyone will die." ”

"The female ghost just now is ......," Yang Kumei asked with palpitations.

"Be quiet!" Xianyundu looked at the chaotic crowd and said as low as he could, "Among us, some of us are possessed by that thing. ”

After speaking, Xianyundu didn't continue to give Yang Kumei a chance to ask questions, he patted Yang Kumei's shoulder, and said "Go quickly", then stood up and joined the persuasion team, in the increasingly out of control crowd he struggled to persuade, as if delaying the time for the scene to collapse.

Yang Kumei is a soldier after all, although she is afraid, but as soon as she has a solution, she will immediately implement it, and she can only implement it.

So, in the midst of everyone's quarrels, she quietly took a sapper shovel and slipped alone to the collapsed tunnel where the weapon was buried, and then began to dig.

But even in the whole excavation process, Yang Kumei was not comfortable, whenever she lowered her head to dig, she always heard the wail of someone behind her back and the screaming laughter of a woman, and the most terrible thing was that she began to hear the gradual sound of silver colliding in the gray tunnel behind her, the sound jumped and jumped, and gradually approached the place where Yang Kumei excavated weapons, as if it was a woman wearing blue Miao Yin...... I'm jumping here!

Sometimes, fear is indeed the greatest motivation of people, and in the face of an irresistible and unknown enemy, Yang Kumei really has no choice, she can only dig the land with a sapper shovel at the speed of death, and finally in order to take out a pistol between the explosives box, because of improper force, she also buckled off her two fingernails.

After a few efforts, Yang Kumei endured the pain, and finally reached the pistol that had taken four lives with her fingernails falling off, and then clenched it in her hand, pointing the muzzle of the gun at the back of the tunnel, aiming at the sound of the silver jump that was approaching.

Soon, a black shadow stood out from the deep hole, but that person was not the female ghost that Yang Kumei imagined.

That person is Xianyundu.

At this time, Xianyundu was in a very bad state, he covered his forehead with his hands, and his cheeks were bloody, obviously suffering a heavy blow in the conflict just now.

Just as Xianyundu appeared, the silver bell-like ringing came to an abrupt end, and was replaced by the terrifying sound of equipment colliding and fighting in the communication room on the other side of the tunnel.

After Xianyundu saw Yang Kumei, he asked directly, "Where is the gun?" ”

Yang Kumei nodded sneeringly, and then handed the gun to Xianyundu.

Then, Xianyundu took the gun and walked straight to the communication room.

He said to Yang Kumei without looking back: "Stand by my side for a while, no matter what you see, don't be afraid!" ”