Chapter Ninety-Five: Ye Qiu

Gu Lao's excitement finally gave us a little comfort in the hearts of those who felt that they were being dragged to death, but the sick seedling still didn't say a word, asking him anything was like talking to the air, as if he only had the knife in his eyes, and kept peeling the dead skin of his palm.

There seems to be no end in sight to the endless murals, Gu Lao took as many pictures as he could, these things are priceless in his words, but I am not very interested. All in all, if you go in and shake around, it's a big deal to go back to a hospital and cut the skin on the back of your neck.

"Let's go, let's go." I urged: "The big brother outside has given us a time limit, and if the brothers can't go out to see the sun outside before seven o'clock tomorrow morning, they will be here forever to see the murals." ”

Cha Wenbin leaned over to the sick man and said, "Brother Tai, your intuition tells you that we should go in now?" ”

Half of the sick man's face was covered by his hair, and I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I just saw him shake his head slightly.

Cha Wenbin asked again: "Then let's continue to go into the water?" ”

He shook his head anyway.

The fat man only shook his head when he saw the sick seedling, and he was also a little impatient: "It's not in, it's not out, buddy, don't play with us, okay?" Is it possible to really appreciate art here? Let's go, Cha Ye, this person is not the same person as us, we go ours. ”

"Go in and you'll die......"

The fat man's fiery temper came up all of a sudden, and he picked up his fist and put it on the back of the sick man's head and neck, and when I saw that the posture was wrong, I quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't make trouble, let it go." ”

But the fat man still grabbed the shoulders of the sick seedlings unrelentingly, and shook the sick seedlings around like a scarecrow: "Who will die, who are you fucking pretending to be a ghost to scare!" ”

I thought that the sick man would be thrown into the water like a rag by the angry fat man, and the anger that the fat man had accumulated in the past two days was vented all at once, and I couldn't stop it, but I just prayed that he wouldn't be so heavy. But I was wrong, I only saw the sick man flick his fingers on the fat man's wrist inadvertently like we play flies, and only in this way, I saw that the fat man immediately withdrew his hands, and then his right hand pinched the wrist of his left hand and kept retreating, looking at his expression and flushed face seemed very uncomfortable.

I walked up to the fat man and whispered, "What's the matter?" ”

"He's got two hits." The fat man pinched his wrist and said, "My whole arm is now as if I have been electrocuted, and I have been numb and unable to move." ”

Cha Wenbin also saw the strange appearance of the fat man, and came up and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

The sick man turned around and said to Cha Wenbin: "It's fine in a minute, it's just a numb hole, if you really want to go in, then together." ”

Walking up the stairs, about 30 meters away, a gray arch wall appeared, the bricks on the wall had been broken, and about half of the area had fallen, like a mouth with a broken front tooth. The hollow part was covered with cobwebs, I swept those cobwebs and looked inside, it was a small hall of less than ten square meters, and the others were too dim to see clearly.

When I looked inside, I found a corpse lying in the corner, covered in thick cobwebs and dust, and it looked like a mummy. Sweeping away the cobwebs, a corpse dressed in grass-green clothes underneath was exposed, the muscles on his body had long since rotted, only a skeleton remained, and there were many black corpses of flies and insects scattered all over his body. What made me blink even more was that there was an army-green kettle next to the corpse, which had not been around for a long time, and was a true modern industrial product.

"We've been brought in, damn it, we ran away for nothing." The fat man's logic has always been in the field of tomb robbing, this kind of thing is not uncommon in his opinion, people who have done that line of work in this kind of ancient tomb see plastic bottles are common, and corpses occasionally appear, which means that this pit has been stepped on.

This small hall is sealed on all sides, could it be that this man ran here before he died? So who is he? And when did he come in?

I noticed that there was a canvas bag on the corpse, and I took it and swept it away to dust it and poured out all the contents in one go. There were two unlabeled medicines inside, as well as a half-sided steamed bun that had hardened to stone, a dagger, and four dry batteries.

I suddenly remembered what the sick man had said, he said that someone was going to die here, and I looked at him, but he looked at the corpse on the ground, and I wanted to do something for him, but he crouched down and unbuttoned the corpse's clothes.

He removed all the clothes from the corpse, leaving only a skeleton, which from the pelvis was a young male, with intact bones and no signs of breakage. The right hand of the corpse was clenched into a fist, and the sick seedling stretched out two fingers and gently pinched it, and with a "rattle", the remains' hand bones shattered.

"What are you going to do!" Cha Wenbin shouted: "This is disrespectful to the dead! ”

Sick Yang Zi ignored Cha Wenbin, I saw him fiddle with the pile of broken finger bones on the ground, then picked up a black thing and handed it over, saying, "The last thing a person catches before he dies is often the most important. ”

He spread out his palm, and I saw that it was a button, with a yellow tinge, the size of a fingernail, and the biggest difference in the shape of its common button was that it was diamond-shaped.

"Good stuff." This was said by Gu Lao, I listened to it and thought to myself how can this button drop, he continued: "This is made of tortoiseshell, it is very expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to wear such clothes." ”

I said, "Let's deduce, didn't Elder Gu say that it was all conceivable before finding evidence?" This man died here, assuming that he was killed, then he must have hated that person very much before he died, and then grabbed his clothes, and finally left this button. ”

"Master Xia, we didn't solve it by Sherlock Holmes, this place seems to be the end, where to go now, I should ask that intuitive brother."

I went to see the sick man, and he was moving the dead body, and as he dragged it away, I noticed a big hole in the corner, and the body was leaning against it.

"It's amazing! You know that! ”

Cha Wenbin pulled me aside and whispered, "No, this person is too familiar with this place, he must have been here, and he may know the person on the ground!" ”

When Cha Wenbin and I were still talking, we looked at it again, and the sick seedling was gone, and we didn't care about the dead body, so we got into it one after the other. It's about the thickness of a wall, but it's a world away from the small hall just now.

This is a square, the square floor is paved with a rectangular stone bar half a meter wide and a meter long, and there is a huge pillar in the middle of the square, and there is a crossbar on the pillar every half a meter or so.

The top of the pillar could be seen with the naked eye as a mass wrapped in something like tree roots, and several iron chains and the like extending out of those roots. The sick seedling was very nimble with his hands and feet, and he jumped up as he rubbed it, and I saw him standing on the top of the pillar and pulling into the pile of roots, and he actually got into it like a bird entering its nest.

The fat man exclaimed: "What kind of person is this, just like his own family, he can come and go when he wants, and he can enter if he wants, even if Xi'an Qian Ye is too empty compared to him!" ”

The fat man and I stared at each other and said, "What are we going to do?" ”

The fat man's eyes rolled and said, "Why don't you go up too?" Good things can't be taken by him alone, there is not even a fart in this empty place, and there are probably good things in that bird's nest. ”

"Don't go." Cha Wenbin's eyebrows were tightly locked: "I have a bad premonition. ”

The fat man smiled: "Zha Ye, do you also have an intuition?" ”

Cha Wenbin waved his hand and said: "My eyelids are jumping very hard, I think we have to get out of here quickly, it seems that this place is not suitable for living people, the smell of death is too strong." ”

Gu Lao said: "Maybe the understanding is different, we call this kind of breath depression, although it looks empty here, it makes people feel uncomfortable, your sixth sense may be correct." I once felt this way under a temple in India, where they found more than 3,000 bones. ”

"Down here?" The fat man slammed twice on the ground, and the solid echo made me believe for a moment that it was unlikely that he would be standing on a pile of dead bodies.

After a while, the sick seedling came out of the "bird's nest" again, and walked towards us like a monkey, and took nothing with his empty hands, and the fat man said: "Feelings are an empty nest, and there are no birds, and there are no eggs left." ”

The sick man came over and looked at us and said, "Which of you comes with me?" ”

"Where?" Cha Wenbin asked him.

He pointed to the pillar and said, "Go inside, but you'll die." ”

"What do you mean?"

"People will die." He looked up at me head-on and said, "Are you afraid?" I'm afraid you can not go, and then stay here forever like the dead body outside. ”

I said, "Can you make it clearer?" We're all in the same boat. ”

"I can't tell, intuition." He used that word to answer me anyway.

The fat man stepped forward and pushed the sick man and said, "Are you really the second of us, intuition?" Hehe, you have this intuition, I will take you to Hong Kong to buy ** lottery, keep your hair. ”

Cha Wenbin also asked, "How do you explain the hole behind that corpse?" ”

He crouched down, gently touched the black blade, and said, "I really want to remember that I have been here, everything here feels familiar to me, but it seems that I have never been here." ”

"What's your name, friend? Where people, I've seen this knife before, it's not yours. ”

"Ye Qiu." He paused and said, "That's what they told me, I don't know where I came from, they brought me there." When I passed a room, I saw this knife, I heard the knife calling me, I broke the glass cover, and it was mine. ”

"The knife is calling you? Can knives talk? ”

He gently touched the quaint black blade and said: "Yes, it keeps talking to me, my intuition comes from it, it tells me that as long as I go back, I will die, but if I continue to go forward, I will die, but I will die less." ”

"Ye Qiu......" Cha Wenbin pronounced the name, and then fell into a deep thought......

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