The further down the floor, Long Mo also felt a chill, the flashlight swept over the corpses on the ground, these corpses are not complete, but scattered, if a person dies and does not touch his corpse, then his bones should be intact and will not be scattered everywhere, but these bones are all out of a pile, like a person being torn apart alive.

He made it and lit a cigarette and inhaled violently, nicotine made his brain palsy, and he didn't think so much for the time being, only cigarettes could temporarily make him forget his fear, forget his fear.

Suddenly, he saw a cloud of green light coming out of the thief hole, just at the other turn of the zigzag thief hole, disappeared at once, his heart suddenly lifted, snuffed out the cigarette butt, where the headlamp shone down, a pale face suddenly disappeared, he went down the thief hole, always paying attention to the surroundings.

The closer he got to the place where he had appeared, he could clearly see a complete corpse on the ground, with a few thick twine threads left on his clothes, and a blackened codex on the ribs of the corpse, four or five broken ribs, which were obviously soaked in corpse fluid.

He picked up the Codex, which had been soaked in blood in addition to corpse fluid, and a hole had been poked in the corner of the Codex, and it was this hole that gave the owner of the corpse a fatal blow.

This codex has been glued together with corpse fluid and blood, and has become a brick-like thing, but there are still four words on the wall of the thief cave - a hundred ghosts and a thousand coffins, the words are engraved crookedly, which should have been carved by this corpse before he died, and after the carving, it will return to the west sky.

Long Mo put the codex in his backpack, and with a special potion, he could still open the paper, and after cleaning it up, he slid down the thief hole.

He felt his neck wet, he touched it with his hand, it was a liquid like water, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and his body suddenly tensed tightly, as if something was licking his neck, slowly licking to the root of his ear.

A cold feeling came from his head to his feet, and a hand was placed on the other shoulder, which slid down his chest.

He looked down and saw that it was a white-haired palm, with slender fingers and blackened nails, and he felt the cold temperature through his clothes.

His palms were covered with cold sweat, he held the dagger tightly, his eyes didn't dare to blink and stared at the hand in front of his chest, suddenly, that hand suddenly turned into a grab, and dug into his heart, he lowered his head, the dagger stabbed upwards against his scalp, and everything disappeared.

Only the clothes on his chest still have a few white hairs, and the neck and ears are still wet, "Female ghost or vixen?" ”

He didn't dare to look back, he sped up and continued, and in a trance, a woman's face stared at him from afar, and when he looked closely, that face was already far away.

"A hundred ghosts and a thousand coffins? This layer is more dangerous than the previous layer, the upper layer is just blood corpses and corpses, this layer is not a pile of evil ghosts? Could it be that all the people in the cave were torn to pieces by evil spirits? ”

He kind of wants to go back, people are emotional animals, and when they encounter danger and horror, they are frightened, and they are afraid, no one will not be afraid, just look at the degree of fright, there are many people in the world who are scared to death.

He was very scared, afraid that a terrifying face or corpse would fold in front of his eyes, he couldn't help but think of the scene of the first tomb robbery, Xing Pengna used an axe to cut off his hands and feet, pulled out his intestines, and poked his eyes, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, he felt that someone was giving him an axe and letting him cut himself by himself, how disgusting and terrifying that kind of picture was.

He suddenly felt that the dagger in his hand had become an axe, and there was blood dripping on it, and he saw a picture, that day, Xing Peng didn't cut himself by himself, in the picture, it was he who took the axe and cut off Xing Peng's hands and feet, cut his belly, pulled his intestines out, and poked his eyes, he laughed, and Xing Peng's blood was all over his body.

His body trembled constantly, and his body was covered with cold sweat, "No, no, Xing Peng was not killed by me, it was really not me who killed him, it was he who cut himself, not me." ”

He threw the dagger in his hand far away, trying to calm himself down, not to think nonsense, but he always couldn't help but go to those terrible things, he seemed to see that everything was done by him, and that he also killed the two children, because their grandmother found out, and he also killed their grandmother.

In the end, they stole their corpses back, made meat into vegetables, and ground the bones into flour mixed with flour, "No, I didn't do it." ”

He felt that he was going crazy, all the evils in this world were done by him, he couldn't escape, he couldn't hide, he saw a person crawling towards him, it was the fat officer Zhu Liang.

He held a gun to his head, "You're the murderer." ”

These words kept echoing in his mind, he was paralyzed on the ground, the clothes he had just changed were all wet with sweat, "No, you can't let people know that I killed someone, I'm going to kill you, you bastard, you fucking know too much." ”

He suddenly pounced and hugged Officer Zhu Liang, but he rushed over and hugged the air and beat randomly, and made it look like he had been punched.

"I'll fuck Nima."

He rolled down with the air in his arms, and just fell on the dagger fat, he wanted to be punched in the face, and as if he was being pressed, he twisted his hand with a grappling, he screamed in pain, and when he saw the dagger, he grabbed it.

But in his eyes, this was not a dagger, but a bloody axe, he slashed the blade of the axe behind him, and looked at the major artery in Zhu Liang's neck, and the blood flowed out from the knife like a pig.

He laughed, looked at Zhu Liang who fell to the ground, raised the dagger, and cut down one dagger after another, cutting in the air, in his eyes, he took an axe and slashed at Zhu Liang's head, splitting his head to pieces, and his brains flowed all over the ground.

He felt a pain in the back of his hand, and suddenly came to his senses, the back of his hand was cut by a dagger, and the blood flowed, and then looked at him below, where was Zhu Liang, he felt that it was even more terrifying here.

"This hallucination is too scary to think about, and the more you think about it, the more chaotic it becomes."

He ignored the wound and continued to slide forward, this time he felt that there was indeed a person, a woman in front of him, and he calmed himself down, all of this was an illusion, unbelievable.

But he couldn't help but look at the woman, who was wearing a peach-colored dress, her face was pure and white, and the deep furrows bulged the clothes on her chest.