I was secretly terrified, I was sure I wasn't dazzled, and there was definitely a face in the tiny crack in the wall.

The ghostly fire on the white candle flickered silently, dancing like a ghost with teeth and claws.

After a while, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the cave that had been silent.

There was laughter, there was crying......

And listening to the voice, it seems that someone is talking, someone is scolding, someone is singing, telling stories...... Anyway, there were all kinds of strange sounds, and I stared straight at my eyes, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

Cheng Yang's scalp was numb and said, "Damn, there won't be a tape recorder hidden in this cave, right?" ”

In fact, what Chengyang means is that someone will deliberately put a tape recorder in the cave to record all kinds of weird sounds, and then it will be scary.

Although this is a bit outrageous, even funny. But we couldn't laugh at all, and we all felt fear, and all three of us had a numb scalp.

But I thought about it carefully and felt impossible, after all, this is an ancient tomb, and this is the Qinling Mountains on the border of Shaanxi, an authentic deep mountain and old forest, such a place where birds don't, who the hell will look so painful, come here and put a tape recorder and then scary here? If there is such a person, this kind of person is either convulsive or has his brain crushed by the door, I thought to myself.

Master Xingluo was so frightened that his whole body was already soft on the ground, his face was pale, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

Strange sounds came and went, and all kinds of chaotic sounds converged.

The pores of my whole body suddenly opened, and I wondered why I felt that this voice was like singing.

"Do you think this is a troupe singing in this cave?" Cheng Yang looked surprised, opened his mouth and said, "This is simply amazing. In the ancient tomb of Qinling Mountain, someone will not hide an authentic Beijing opera troupe? ”

When I heard this, my heart felt a lot less afraid. The words that came out of Chengyang's mouth were a little playful. I couldn't hold back my laughter.

Master Xingluo still shrank there as if he had lost his soul, motionless, his face pale.

I brought Cheng Yang over and told him to come and see.

"Chengyang, look at the face there is on the wall......"

My voice fell, and I glanced at the strange face in the cracks in the wall...... Actually gone? Gone?

What the hell is going on?

The body stiffened all of a sudden, and there was a little hairiness in my heart.

I'm sure I saw that face in the crack of the wall before, I didn't look dazzled, that ...... Where did the face go?

Thinking in my heart, Cheng Yang turned around and couldn't help asking, "Face?" Which face? Where is it? ”

Chengyang looked at me and saw me staring intently at the crack in the stone wall, and couldn't help but wonder: "I said Xiaolin, did you kid get presbyopia in advance, why is there such a problem with your eyes." Where is the face in the crack. Besides, think about it yourself, how can a person be stuffed into such a narrow crack in the stone? ”

When I heard what Cheng Yang said, I came to my senses. After taking a closer look, I thought to myself, yes, how could a corpse be stuffed into such a narrow stone wall.

No, I thought about it, and suddenly I thought it wasn't. I only saw my face before, but I didn't see my body.

In other words, there was no one, but a face was stuffed, or a head happened to be caught in the crack. The body part is gone.

Thinking of this, I was suddenly shocked in my heart, a head. No matter how I looked, I didn't notice that face, could it be that head alive? Did you run away by yourself? Otherwise, where did it go?

I told Cheng Yang what I was thinking, and Cheng Yang's face changed slightly after hearing this.

Could it really be that this is really the tomb of death that Master Xingluo said? All zongzi?

It's hard to do now, I think these dumplings here are just outrageous, and the hooves of these black donkeys we brought are not enough at all.

How half?

I thought I would be safe after leaving the Zongzi Army, but I ended up in the wolf's den again.

This time, I'm afraid that there is really no way to go to heaven and no way to go down. I'm really going to get into it this time.

I looked at Master Xingluo's bloodless face, and my heart was also slightly bitter. I think that with Master Xingluo's attainments in Feng Shui, he must be very aware of the danger of the dead tomb. I think he's probably ready to die at the moment.

Master Xingluo's eyes were hollow, and the whole person sat on the ground, looking like he was wandering for thousands of miles.

Cheng Yang's brows tightened, and I saw that his whole scalp was numb.

The yin and yang keel mirror in my hand was pinched tightly by me, and my palms were full of cold sweat.

After a long while, Master Xingluo sighed faintly, "I think it's too late, I have to stay here...... Maybe here...... The dead grave is the fate of the three of us today. ”

I frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll definitely be able to get out." ”

Although what I said was categorical, I was bitter in my heart, how to get out? I don't have a clue at all. If you say it, let alone Master Xingluo, even I don't believe it.

"Who are you?"

After the strange and chaotic sound died down, suddenly the sound suddenly rang out in the cave.

I was slightly stunned, and then I was shocked. Who?

This voice, could it be that there are other people in this cave besides the three of us?

When I heard this, I turned my head and saw that there were suddenly five or six more figures.

I stared at them, and found that these people were all wearing strange clothes, all kinds of colors, and even their faces were covered with makeup, men and women. I wondered, who are these people?

"These people can't really be the Beijing opera troupe, right?" Cheng Yang rubbed his eyes, leaned over, and then put his mouth to my ear and whispered.

I looked at Cheng Yang and didn't speak, and I was deeply puzzled in my heart, could it really be that the capital was singing? I watched their faces put on makeup, red and green...... And this costume, recalling those strange voices from before, I am sure that it should be the troupe.

But I'm very strange, who the fucking troupe is full of food and has nothing to do, and ran to the ancient tomb of Qinling Mountain to sing? Who listens to singing? Is it a song that the dead listen to?

No, when I think about it, I feel that something is wrong. The costumes of these ships are strange, much like ancient costumes. Could it be that these people are ancients?

Could it be that all these people are zongzi?

It is very likely that this is the tomb of death in Feng Shui as mentioned by Master Xingluo. This kind of place was originally the nest of zongzi.

These troupe Zongzi looked at the three of us, and their eyes suddenly became cold.

Even one of them said with a hideous face: "You three are human beings. Hmph, do you know where we are? ”

Cheng Yang was full of anger and had no place to vent, and when he saw this, his anger suddenly came up. What about you being zongzi? As he spoke, he took out two black donkey hooves from his bag.

Zongzi in the troupe, one of them with a red face saw the black donkey's hooves in Chengyang's hand, and immediately sneered, and even had a trace of contempt in his eyes.

I was secretly shocked,, why are the zongzi here so evil? (To be continued.) )