Zhao Jie saw that he didn't know what Mr. Liao was stimulated, and after turning around, he rushed out like a madman. He followed behind, and it was pitch black again, and in the darkness he could only judge the general direction by the sound of his steps.

Not a few steps after running, he thought of the nine-song cloister tomb that Tang Yu said before, and Wang Shaoyi was still in the tomb, so he hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Shaoyi!" But there was no answer behind him, and the footsteps in front of him were suddenly pulled away, and after a pause, he could only chase forward quickly.

After running for a while, he had an indescribable sense of strangeness, at first he couldn't speak, and after five or six minutes, he finally realized that since he started running, he hadn't turned a corner at all, which means that the road in front of him was clearly straight!

But when they saw the coffin of the female corpse in the burial room, it was clearly placed horizontally!

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a trace of panic in his heart, to say that he was still good at fighting, but when he encountered these inconsistencies, now that Wang Shaoyi was not around, his head was even more blank, and he could only accelerate to chase forward.

Running and running, he suddenly found that a cyan light source appeared a hundred meters away in front of him, and the surrounding cold and far away, the cyan light source looked like a trace of white, like a ghost fire in a cemetery.

Could it be that there is an ancient corpse in front of it? This was the first thought in Zhao Jie's mind, although he was not small, but when he encountered something that would only be found in this kind of ancient tomb, he still couldn't help but clench the Chixiao Sword in his hand.

The beam of light was drifting in their direction, slow, but the strange rhythm of a jellyfish moving made his heart thump.

Just when he was in a trance, the footsteps of Mr. Liao, who had been in front of him, suddenly stopped. And the blue-white thing was getting closer and closer. He couldn't help but shout again: "Mr. Liao? ”

"Total... Total..."

The sound came far, far away, and the blue-white thing in front of it suddenly paused, followed by a stop in place.

Zhao Jie was stunned, how could that shout just now spread so far? How does that feel like you're in a straight graveyard?

Following Wang Shaoyi through Yanshan's line, he also learned some analysis, he leaned a little to the right when he ran, and touched the somewhat damp bluestone wall, the cold feeling of the tentacles made him stunned suddenly, followed him to the left and ran for a while, reaching out and touching the stone wall that was still cold and biting, it was really a tomb!

It's weird! When they were in the tomb of the Han Dynasty before, they encountered the tomb road, but he ran for so long and didn't see any curves, which means that this is straight! And he also knows that this Xiaohe Mountain is such a lonely mountain, if he ran straight for so long, he would have run out of the mountain, but now he is still in the cemetery, which is completely inconsistent with reality.

Could it be the same ghost insect illusion as Yanshan? Thinking of that bloodthirsty immortal ghost worm, Zhao Jie felt palpitations in his heart, this time there was no Shen Wuzhi, and he himself was not a child, if this was true, he would have to plant it.

He was running when he suddenly felt something was wrong, and before he could think about it.

"Bang~"

With a muffled sound, he slammed into something he didn't know, the thing was still quite soft, he was bounced back several steps in a row, and in a hurry, he "swooped" and stood the Chixiao Sword on his chest.

"Oops~"

At that moment, there was a painful sound in front of him, and the voice sounded very familiar.

Zhao Jie was overjoyed, and then hurriedly put down the Chixiao Sword, and asked with a little excitement: "Mr. Liao?" ”

As soon as he shouted, the previous movement stopped.

There was silence in the tombway.

Zhao Jie waited for a while and saw that there was no response, and his heart suddenly became vigilant, isn't it Mr. Liao? But that voice, did you encounter something that could imitate human speech?

As soon as he thought of this, he hurriedly raised the Chixiao Sword again.

"Applejack?"

At this moment, a tentative inquiry suddenly came from in front of him, and there was a clear hint of panic in his voice.

Zhao Jie didn't dare to be careless, he didn't put down the Chixiao Sword in his hand for a while, he thought for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly asked, "Who is Wang Shaoyi's wife?" ”

"Uh." There was a stunned sound in front of him, and after a pause, then a voice sounded, "Wife? Ajay, do you mean Moe? ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jie took a long breath, and sure enough, it was Mr. Liao, he put down the Chixiao Sword, and hurriedly stepped forward following the source of the voice, complaining and saying, "What are you kid doing?" Why are you running around? ”

"I..." The voice in front of me was silent after a pause.

Zhao Jie walked up after a while, and then reached out and touched a lump of fat, felt that it was a stomach, and then touched the fat face along the way, and then he finally determined that it was Mr. Liao who was standing in place just now.

But what made him strange was that he didn't see any reaction from Mr. Liao after a mess just now, and his face felt cold and stiff to the touch.

This? Could it be? He was shocked, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Liao... Total? You... You okay? Zhao Jie put down his hand and said with a little stammer.

He was responded to by a sinking sound.

Zhao Jie suddenly became nervous.

"Applejack, let me tell you something." Zhao Jie was nervous, and Mr. Liao, who was in front of him, said a word.

"Huh?" Zhao Jie was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and then said, "What... What's the matter? When he spoke, his heart was cold, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Applejack, I just saw Shaoyi." Mr. Liao said coldly.

"Huh? Shaoyi, Shaoyi is also here? Zhao Jie said and turned his head to look around.

"No... It's not..."Mr. Liao "grunted" and swallowed before continuing, "I mean that in the tomb just now, I saw Shaoyi." ”

There was a hint of weirdness in his tone that wasn't always there.

"In the burial chamber?" Zhao Jie was stunned, why was what Mr. Liao said so strange, he frowned and said, "In the tomb? Mr. Liao, what are you talking about? Didn't Shaoyi stay with us when he was in the tomb? ”

"No, no! That's not what it means! Mr. Liao suddenly became excited, and then said with a little tikto, "I mean... Is it to say... Inside that burial chamber..."

As he spoke, he "grunted" again, swallowed his saliva, looked very nervous, and said mysteriously after a while: "I mean the coffin, the thing on all fours, the head of that thing." ”

"On all fours, head? What is it. Zhao Jie was stunned, he didn't stand up in front, naturally he didn't know what Mr. Liao saw, but listening to what Mr. Liao said, something seemed to be wrong, so he had to follow and ask, "What's wrong with that thing's face?" ”

Mr. Liao's breathing suddenly became short, he seemed to be struggling, and it took a long time before he gasped and said; "That thing, it's only the size of a doll, and... Also the head turned a... One hundred and eighty degrees, but that thing... The face of that thing, that... Is that... Shaoyi's face..."

As soon as Mr. Liao's words fell, a cold and gloomy wind suddenly blew in the tomb, Zhao Jie couldn't help but tremble, and the goosebumps all over his body suddenly stood up.

At this moment, the blue-white light source not far away began to slowly move towards them again.