It was a foul, rotten, smell that made a few of us cover our mouths and noses. However, in order to protect himself, he had to carry a weapon in his hand in order to resist the danger that came at any time. Therefore, everyone can only hold a weapon in one hand and cover their mouth and nose with the other.

However, this approach is not a long-term solution, and it does not work very well. At this time, Duoduo suddenly remembered that there was still that kind of mask that is often used in archaeology in the bag. It was a sterilized mask with a slight aromatic smell.

In their archaeological world, most of the things they come into contact with are old things, or stale objects. When encountering foul smells or toxic gases inside, it is commonplace. And this kind of mask is specifically used to prevent these.

When we heard her say this, the old ghost and I hurriedly took one and put it on ourselves. However, Duoduo rummaged through his bag and only found 3. And there are 5 of us in total, and this mask is not enough at all!

There was no way, so we both took off our masks again and gave them back to her. Although it is a little reluctant, but at this time, you have to play a humanitarian spirit, a gentleman. Any dirty work is up to us; And if there is any good thing or need, you have to come to the lady tightly, "lady first"!

Duoduo rummaged in his bag for a long time and found another ordinary mask. However, the estimation is certainly not very good. When Dickens saw it, he was afraid that it would be too long, so he said, "A few of you, one for each of you, I don't need it." I'm often stimulated by the wind and sun outside, and my sense of smell is not very good, so I don't need to give it to me. ”

In this way, 4 is just right. After repeated humbleness, the old ghost took the ordinary mask. I sprinkled a little water and alcohol on it, and put it on myself. That kind of special mask, there are three of us left, one for each person. After putting it on, he hurriedly took the guy's things again and headed towards the cabin.

This "Carol Deering" may be due to some disrepair. Plus, for some unknown reason, this place near the cabin is a little dented. Judging from the shallow water marks above, it is a stagnant water outlet. As soon as we approached the cabin, there was only a "squeak" sound from our feet. Judging by the sound, there is a possibility that it will collapse at any time. This made the five of us a little frightened, and there was a feeling of "walking on thin ice".

This time, it was Dickens who took the lead, and the old ghost second. She was followed by Lisa, Duoduo, and me. Dickens was afraid that something would happen to us, and suddenly he felt some regret. He hurriedly turned around and asked us, "Why don't we withdraw it?" Just hold this boat far away. Can't be provoked, can't we still hide? ”

Before he could answer his question, there was a strange "woo" sound from the cabin!

The voice was like the cry of a lonely ghost in the middle of the night. It's not loud, but it's terrifying. Hearing that, several of us had goosebumps.

"Woo woo~~~" is another sound.

Dickens hurriedly shone a wolf's tooth flashlight and shouted, "Who? Is it a human or a ghost? If you have the ability, just show up quickly. 'The brave wins'! Now that we've met here, let's show up directly! It's a master, just do it with a real knife, no matter who saves or who dies, it is determined by his own skills, and it is also the will of God. ”

These words are my translation in my heart. Although Dickens's original words in English are not necessarily these, looking at his expressions and movements, it is estimated that they are not far from ten. After Dickens had said this, a few of us concentrated our energies and shone our flashlights on the cabin. However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

Just when everyone didn't know whether to advance or retreat, they heard another "whining" sound in the cabin. This time Dickens was really annoyed, and walked forward with his gun in hand. When a few of us saw him react like this, we hurriedly raised our guns to cover him. Dickens walked to the hatch and carefully shone his flashlight inside. But he froze all at once, motionless.

We saw that the situation was wrong, so we hurriedly asked him what was wrong. Dickens didn't speak, but beckoned to us, and the old ghost and I leaned over to him suspiciously. I pushed my hand back, and I didn't look back, motioning for them to stand still and not come.

When the old ghost and I came to Dickens, we also shone a flashlight into the cabin. The scene I saw was really indescribable with the word "shock"!

In the cabin in front of me, I saw white bones piled up. It's not so much white bone as red bone that has just been skinned. Because there is still a trace of flesh and blood left on some of them, whether the scene is gloomy, cruel or bloody, it is really indescribable. Along with this corpse with white bones, there was also a strong smell of rotting corpses.

I say the smell of rotting corpses because I have a deep memory and a special sensitivity to this smell. It was a memory from my childhood, so it was unforgettable!

Once, an old man died in our village. According to our local custom, mourning is carried out after death. The specific way is to blow suona and perform programs. Therefore, the place where the dead man's funeral is performed is also a place that we frequented when we were children. As long as there is a dead person in any family, there must be a few of us.

On this day, several of our childhood friends went to see the excitement together. Since the old man's only son was working in other places, the seven aunts and eight aunts in the family all advocated waiting for his son to come back to see him for the last time. When he returns, he will be put into the coffin and put on the ground.

At that time, the weather was very hot, and my son was traveling a long way. waited and waited, but the son just didn't come back for a long time. I waited for three days, but my son didn't come back. It wasn't until the fourth day that the son finally returned. After a period of mourning, the body was carried into the coffin.

Carrying the body into the coffin is a solemn ceremony, so there are more onlookers. At that time, because we were young and curious, we followed the onlookers closely.

At the moment when everyone lifted the old man up, a foul smell came from the sky. The smoke made it difficult for everyone to control, and the people with shallow throats vomited on the spot. Think about it, too, the hot weather, coupled with the rural conditions, can't keep up. There is no crystal coffin at all, how can it not stink after three or four days?

I didn't throw up, but I didn't eat for a day. For the whole week, I lost my appetite. Since then, I haven't seen a Dead Man's Funeral show.

Now, the familiar and disgusting smell of rotting corpses was in front of me. What's even more terrifying is that in the middle of that white skeleton, there are huge rats crawling on it. Those rats were all swarthy, almost a foot long!

At first, only one or two were found on the white bones of Nasensen. However, as is often the case, if you find one, you will find more. With a flashlight, my mother-in-law suddenly made my scalp numb! In the corners of the white bones, there are all such huge mice.

Some are still gnawing on human bones, while others are drinking human blood. Don't think about it, this must be the legendary man-eating rat! I asked Dickens, and Dickens replied yes. However, man-eating rats are generally distributed in South Africa. There is a rat plague that can be eaten while sleeping.

It's just that on this long-disappeared ghost ship, how can there be man-eating rats? Moreover, where did these gnawed corpses come from? Who are they?

Without much time to think about it, the situation in front of us took a sharp turn for the worse. At first, those man-eating rats were caught by our flashlights, and they were still hiding in Tibet. However, after a while, it may be the smell of the people on us. Those giant rats are coming straight at us.

The old ghost shouted, "Damn, they're coming at us!" ”

Because of the nervousness, I saw those man-eating guys coming menacingly, coming straight towards us. Raise the AK-47 in his hand and shoot, a series of gunshots immediately tore through the silent night sky. Of course, Dickens and I did not dare to slack off, and immediately pulled the trigger, and it was a crazy strafing at these "uninvited guests".

In the dark, the flashlight flickered because of the vibration when the gun was fired. Due to this, the accuracy of shooting is significantly reduced. But fortunately, our firepower was quite fierce, and they were all repeating machine guns. A tongue of fire erupted, accompanied by bullets. The man-eating rats who took the lead all fell in response. Suddenly, there was a splatter of blood and flesh.

Incredibly, these man-eaters didn't break up and flee because of our strong attack. Instead, they chirped and rushed at us even more violently. That posture is simply "one after the other, the more frustrated the more courageous"! This kind of momentum even scared us a little.

Although the firepower is fierce, there are still "fish that slip through the net" after all. Five or six giant rats, dodging our attacks, leaped in front of us. We backed away slightly and killed four more. There were two more, one at us and the other at Dickens.

The one in front of us was about to jump up at me, when I and the old ghost combined to beat it to pulp. And the one that rushed towards Dickens, Dickens also strafed closely. However, the giant rat seemed to be unusually agile, and it was able to dodge Dickens's dense bullet attack.

Dickens's marksmanship was a mistake. I saw the huge man-eating rat leap forward and grab Dickens and walk away. The old ghost and I reacted instinctively, and almost simultaneously raised our guns. But I was a little faster than the old ghost by half a second, and without thinking too much, I shot first.

The bullet finally knocked down the giant man-eating rat and smashed it into a pile of pulp. At the same time, the bullet almost grazed the tip of Dickens's nose. Afterwards, we all broke out in a cold sweat. If there is a slight mistake, Dickens may have to go West!

When Duoduo and Lisa heard the gunshots, they immediately rushed towards us. I just wanted to say something to stop them from coming. However, it was already too late. The disrepaired deck in front of the "Carol Dearing" cabin could no longer bear the weight of a few of us. Just listen to the "click", as soon as our feet fall, our body is weightless, and we fall!