The book continued, and it was said that after we entered the crack in the ground along the bluestone steps exposed in the crack in the ground, the wind and sand were so thick that we almost couldn't breathe, and we couldn't open our eyes at all, so we could only take the clothes of the previous person by the latter person, as if a group of blind people were going to the market together, purely following the feeling. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that the wind was too strong, I grabbed Hong Jinye's windbreaker with my right hand, and pulled Shen Han's right hand in reverse with my left hand, and then looked at the fat man, hey, this guy is more realistic, simply wrapped his arms around and hugged Shen Han's small waist, it is said that he was afraid that Shen Han would be blown away by the wind, and he stopped him a little.

I hated this so much, I knew it was like this, and I had to say anything to the queen, but in this case, we had no intention of making trouble, and walked in a proper and careful manner: because, when we had descended the dozen or so narrow and steep steps, although the wind and sand gradually weakened, a gray mist suddenly appeared, which looked like a sinister miasma.

Moreover, the figures in the dense fog were longing, as if thousands of troops were in ambush.

In the face of the sudden abnormal situation, although we had been prepared for it before, because we didn't know whether the figure in this dense fog was an illusion or a ghost or something dirty, no one dared to take it lightly, and adjusted the sensory organs of the whole body to the highest sensitivity, and even the sweat pores were all opened, so that we could sense the danger that might come suddenly in time.

The black-clothed gunmen who walked in front turned on the strong flashlights to explore the way, but it was incredible that the beams emitted by all the flashlights became dim and dull, not to mention, they were even distorted without exception.

I could feel that the palm of my left hand was already covered with cold sweat, so much so that I almost slipped out of Shen Hanyingying's small hand a few times, but I am ashamed to say that most of those hand sweats are mine, but Shen Han is not as frightened as I imagined, but seems very calm, and whispers from time to time to remind me to pay attention to my feet.

The dead fat man was unwilling to be lonely, and squeezed Hong Weidong, who was holding his cottage Armani behind him as he walked: "Can you fucking be a little smaller, what are you doing, you want to eat, make such a big effort, oh I fuck, you listen to this, it's over, I will definitely let you pull the thread open, okay, you will take the opportunity to take revenge on me, you wait for me to go out, I will sew your name into the pants with cross-stitch, and fart to kill you every day, fuck." ”

Seriously, listening to the dead fat man scolding Hong Weidong on the street, my heart relaxed a lot, with this natural person who can give his life for you at any time to stay by my side, I can't even sleep at night, just one word, down-to-earth, so down-to-earth.

However, it doesn't matter if I relax, my hand also began to relax, and Shen Han's little hand, which was wet with my hand, slipped out all of a sudden, I was startled, and hurriedly leaned down to grab it, not to mention, I really grabbed it.

Just when I was secretly screaming luck for my quick reaction, I felt that something didn't seem right in my hand, I carefully pinched the hand in the palm of my hand, I relied on, how was the slender hand that was weak and boneless just now suddenly became hard and cold, and I also felt Ma Ma Lai Lai (Northeast dialect: rough hand), I was startled, turned around suddenly, and my head "clanged" and hit something, only to hear a "bang", a bowl-shaped object fell to the ground, and fell to pieces.

This sudden crackling sound of the vessel was extremely loud in the already quiet and terrifying space, and it also made everyone who was already nervous and their hearts were in their throats really startled, and even Hong Jinye, who had always been calm and calm, as if he was Alzheimer's, couldn't help but ask sharply: "Who did it, what's going on." ”

"I, I, oh fuck, what the fuck is this, it's disgusting." At this time, through the thick fog, I had already seen Shen Hanzheng following me unharmed, and my heart was relieved, and I was about to explain my reckless behavior to everyone, but I accidentally saw that my left hand was holding a withered human hand with Huang Bulaji......

This made me so sick that I almost spewed out, jumping out two meters from a height, and shaking my left hand again and again, as if it had an avian flu virus on it.

At this time, the fat man, Shen Han and Hong Jinye all came over, while Hong Weidong and those gunmen quickly formed a semicircle to guard them.

"Hey, you Yagaha (Northeast dialect: what does it mean), what's the matter, is it touching the electric door or stepping on the mine, it's okay, no matter how you shake your phoenix claws, you should be boneless, and you don't look at your small physique, and you still play this difficult one, hehe" The fat man shook his left hand wildly when he saw me as if he was taking drugs, and he looked very cola, and began to laugh at me.

", I don't have the heart to cough right now, I just touched the hand of a dried corpse, and I hated myself for not dying, oops, it's so disgusting." I looked at the dead fat man who was smiling and trembling, and I wanted to cry without tears.

"Ah, I see." Shen Han first looked at his jade hand, then glanced at the human hand that loomed in the thick fog and had eaten my tofu, and finally looked at me sadly with a forced smile on her face.

At this moment, Hong Jinye ignored our gags, but squatted on the ground to inspect the broken vessel.

"Hehe, okay, don't complain, it's thanks to your collision that we found the light." Hong Jinye stood up, patted me on the shoulder in a good mood, and said.

"No, what's the matter, I'm so hateful, you see something happened to me, this makes you happy, what do you mean, and don't have a little love without money." I saw that Hong Jinye was also following the dead fat man and they were making fun, and I couldn't help but cry out.

"I'm not kidding, what you just smashed was the glass cup used to hold lamp oil, that is, the tomb lamp that illuminates here, understand?" Hong Jinye picked up a piece of porcelain from the ground and flashed it in front of our eyes.

"Weidong, you take people to search along both sides, as long as you find a place with human bones, light the lamp on it, you must be careful in your movements, do you understand?" Hong Jinye threw away the porcelain piece in his hand, turned around and gave orders to Hong Weidong and the others.

"Understood, Fourth Uncle, Dao relatives, let's do it." Hong Weidong answered, and led the gunmen to start groping around, and soon, these gunmen used windproof lighters to light the tomb lamps on both sides of the tomb, and as the tomb lamps that emitted a strange blue light were lit, the originally heavy fog was like snow exposed to the sun, gradually thinning.

As the fog faded, we could finally take a closer look at the environment we were in: at this moment, we were standing in a corridor full of artificially carved smooth stone walls on all sides, said to be a corridor, its length was nearly 20 meters, wide enough to park two cars side by side, no wonder we felt that the surroundings were extremely wide when the fog was thick just now.

However, when we looked closely, all of us here gasped: I saw that on both sides of the stone wall, every 2 meters or so, there was a half-squatting female corpse with a gold paint on its head, face, hands and feet.

What is even more terrifying is that the dried corpses have their arms raised and slightly bent, as if they are offering Hada, and at the same time, the heads of these dried corpses are bounded by eyebrows, and the upper part of the skull has been cut off by sharp blades, and placed in a white bucket-shaped porcelain plate with a round color, and the blue candlelight shines, which looks like the eyes of a beast twinkling in the dark.

Looking at the more than 20 female corpses that were used as lampstands, I couldn't help but shudder, it seems that the figures we saw in the dense fog just now should be their silhouettes, and the angel hand I mistakenly held is undoubtedly one of them.

However, who is so cruel that after the brutal murder of these young women, the gold objects that are painted to prevent embalming can be placed here as puppet lampstands, and what is the purpose of it, is it just a perverted act, or is it a reproduction of the bad habits of ancient sacrifices?

Before I knew it, Shen Han was already clinging to me and grabbed my left hand with a pair of cold little hands, it seemed that she was really frightened by the cruel scene in front of her.

I shook the hands that were as cold as sheep fat jade, and smiled wordlessly at Shen Han, hoping to ease her uneasiness.

At this time, Hong Jinye walked over very blindly: "Mr. Yang, what do you think about this." ”

Look, look at your size, you old calf who can't tell the height of your eyebrows, don't you see me grinding and brewing feelings here, are you trying to stir things up out of jealousy?

I scolded Hong Jinye for seven or eight reincarnations upside down in my heart, but my face was immediately filled with a standard smirk, a gritted smirk, which was more uncomfortable than fake crying: "Ah, this, I think, by the way, it may be a cult ritual." ”

After saying that, I smiled sincerely, wanting to see how the head of the cult in front of me would answer.

Hong Jinye didn't seem to hear my voiceover: "Oh, I think this place is more and more like a high-standard underground mausoleum, because, if you look at the shape of these dried corpses, they are half-squatting, and their hands are stretched forward, which should be to show humility and awe, then, who are they worshipping, it will not be you and me, so there is only one answer, that is, they are worshipping the owner of the tomb." ”

Speaking of this, seeing that the fat man also came to listen, Hong Jinye smiled and continued: "If I guessed correctly, this corridor should be the passage that transported the coffin of the tomb owner to the main tomb, and the function of these dried corpses is to light the lamp for the master to guide the way, and the lamp oil used in these guide lamps is likely to be human oil boiled from the fat of these dried corpses, it is said that human oil is very resistant to burning, and it is not easy to deteriorate, and it can even be stored for thousands of years and can still be used, such as us now." ”

Before Hong Jinye's words fell, Shen Han began to squat on the ground and retched for a while, looking really disgusted by Hong Jinye, an old pervert.

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