In this case, if there is no light source, it means that you will lose your eyes, you can't see anything, you can only rely on hearing, but what can you hear by hearing?

"Fatty, where are you, hear a squeak."

But the fat man still didn't answer, only the tomb made a whining sound, the yin wind blew, Long Mo's heart was as tight as Gen Xuan, he turned his body, looking for direction by feeling, while thinking about where the flashlight fell.

It stands to reason that the fat man should have a flashlight in his hand, but why didn't he turn on the flashlight, could it be that the time and space confusion separated the two in different time and space, and they couldn't see or hear? This is highly likely.

He turned around, and suddenly, his eyes glowed green, and a round face appeared behind him, the skin on that face was very loose, as if it was piled up with minced meat, and the mouth was upturned like a bright moon, very deformed, no nose, only two small holes.

He stepped back in fright, not knowing what he had tripped up, and sat down with a fart, the tomb was so dark that he lost his sense of direction.

He fell to the ground, and the face suddenly rested his chin on his left shoulder from behind, and turned his head to look at him, "I, I, I'm dead." ”

A pair of cold hands slowly touched his chest, pinching his ** like a balloon, "**** Dad, Lao Tzu doesn't do it." ”

He got up at once, grabbed the head on his shoulders with his hands, and when he grabbed it, the face disappeared, and only his chest was still cool and shady, which made him shiver constantly.

Without a sense of direction, he looked around, and his ears kept pouring gurgling sounds, and he felt like he was going to collapse, with no one to accompany him, no light source, and to lose this one was to feel like he had lost all security.

He chose a direction to run, ran less than twenty steps, bang, his foot didn't know what he kicked, and then his knee hit something, his body leaned forward, his head banged again, he only felt dizzy eyes, his feet hurt his knees, he was dizzy, he squatted down in pain, hot liquid came out of his nose, he knew that his nose must have been hit and nosebleeds.

He tilted his head, his left hand propped his body back, his right hand rubbed his sore knee, his hand seemed to touch something cold, it felt like touching iron, he touched it with his hand, oh my God, isn't this his folding pickaxe? Didn't this pickaxe be stuck in the red coffin by the fat man? Feelings, he touched the red coffin.

He felt that something was wrong, and suddenly he felt a demonic red eye look at him in front of him, and let out a terrible laugh, as if he saw the corpse in the coffin crawl out.

He sat back and touched the round thing with his hand, and he grabbed it and saw that it was a human head, and that face was the face on his shoulder, and he was so frightened that he threw the human head far away.

He was retreating, his buttocks were hanging in the air, and he sat down all of a sudden, he smiled bitterly in his heart, this pit was dug by him, but he gave himself a pit, he wanted to stand up, but his feet couldn't use his strength, and his knees hurt when he tried hard.

He tried to roll over, and from the depths of the pit a pair of hands wrapped around his waist, this time he couldn't exert any strength, and he tried hard to support the inside with his hands to prevent him from being pulled into the pit, and his hands brushed his trouser pockets, and he touched the lighter.

He hurriedly took out the lighter, because he was nervous, his hands kept shaking, and his hands couldn't fit into his pockets, "Grass, grass mud horses." "The more nervous he is, the more he can't take it out.

The hands tightened tighter and tighter, as if to pull him closer to the ground, he grabbed the lighter through his pants and moved it up, and finally touched the mouth of his trouser pocket, reached in, and finally took the lighter out, tick it twice, the lighter flashed and went out, but he saw the hand on his waist, although it was only for a moment, which also made him creepy.

What kind of hand was there that was holding the waist, and it was clearly two tails, no, not tails, but two things like tongues, but he deduced that it was not two tongues, it was a tongue, and this kind of tongue was called a snake tongue, and one tongue split the snake's tongue in half like a snake tongue.

What's even more disgusting is that this snake tongue also secretes a lot of white sticky things, he lit the lighter again, although it was only extinguished in a flash, but this time he saw a flashlight, which was two meters to his right, but these two meters were also the ends of the world for him, his body couldn't move, and it was impossible for his hand to extend a distance of more than two meters, what if he saw the flashlight?

But he is not the kind of person who accepts his fate, if he is a person who accepts his fate, he would have died a long time ago, then he can still go to this level, in general, he has the hope of living when he sees the flashlight somewhere.

He struggled hard, his two hands holding his body were now very sore and weak, as long as he relaxed a little, he would be pulled down, there was a snake tongue in this hole, which meant that there was a big mouth waiting for him to enter.

Seeing the flashlight, he had hope of living, and his head began to be flexible, just as he was thinking about how to get rid of this snake tongue, a bunch of internal organs fell on his body from above, and the internal organs also emitted a disgusting smell, this smell is like the smell of pork that has been put for a long time, a little fishy, a little smelly, and the smell is particularly painful.

Then something fell from above and smashed under his crotch, he screamed, the two eggs were shattered in an instant, and he called Mom in pain, I wondered, where is the pain called Mom? What's the matter with his mother?

But this thing fell and his body bounced, he heard the sound of metal colliding, which made him suddenly have an idea in his heart, he still had a knife, hanging on the key, he put the lighter into his underwear, moved his hand closer to the belt and touched the keychain, pulled it hard, pulled the button off, supported his body left and right, held the knife in his right hand and put it in his mouth, and opened the knife with his teeth biting the exposed blade.

The snake tongue pulled hard, pulled his body into a lot, he pulled his snake tongue with a knife, and after inserting it, he didn't pull it out and insert it, but cut it down, pulled the tongue on the right side and relaxed, he rolled to the left, and then jumped over the pit by feeling, and then rolled on the ground twice, using his body to feel the specific position of the flashlight.

Once the body is blocked, it must be a flashlight, this time it makes him even more uncomfortable, and the flashlight is ****** again, "Damn, isn't it appropriate to break ground today, Lao Tzu didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, so he wanted Lao Tzu to cut off his children and grandchildren." He said with tears streaming down his eyes as he turned on his flashlight.

As soon as the flashlight lit, there was a short thing in front of him, which was like a toad, with disgusting sarcoma all over his body, and there was disgusting fluid on the sarcoma.

I'm sorry, it's even late today, there has been a power outage since last night, and I'm just here now, hehe, I'm sorry, thank you book friends 84****20 for your tips and recommendations, and thank you for the recommendation votes given to me by several other book friends, thank you for your support.