The fat man and I made up our minds to open the coffin, but we released a blue-faced zongzi, and we could only find a way to go down to the real tomb while dealing with it, but we really found nothing, and we were overwhelmed by the zongzi.

I was lying on the ground with a deep injury, and my consciousness was gradually disappearing, but I saw the green noodles eating the fat man's throat, and there was an extreme and crazy pain in my heart, and I bit my lower lip fiercely, and blood remained down my mouth. My consciousness immediately returned, and I struggled to get up from the ground, stood on my side, pulled out the slingshot from my waist, and shot the two projectiles in my hand like lightning and flint.

The projectiles that clanged in the air shot at the green-faced dumplings with sparks, and in an instant, the green-faced dumplings burned as if they had been poured oil, and jumped away from the fat man. I ignored the burning green-faced dumplings, dragged my injured left leg, and walked forward step by step, not taking my eyes off the fat man lying in a pool of blood for a moment. My heart ached like a sledgehammer, my nose was sore, and tears welled up in the corners of my eyes.

Suddenly, the fat man lying in a pool of blood in front of me shook violently, and I immediately stopped in shock and looked ahead in astonishment. Then I saw the fat man sit up from the ground and cough violently. I finally let go of my throat and eyes, and hurriedly dragged my left leg to the fat man's approach.

It turned out that just now I saw the green-faced zongzi gnawing on the fat man in a trance, but in fact, it was just the neck of the green-faced zongzi that was broken, and the head was drooping on the fat man's chest, and I was wrong when I was confused. And the blood on the ground was caused by the fat man's head wound being split again.

I knelt in front of the fat man sitting on the ground, and I had just relaxed the nerves that had been tense, trying to hold on to the wound on his forehead. Suddenly, I heard a creaking sound like a ghostly roar, and a blood-red face that had been skinned, with fangs bared, appeared in front of my eyes, and before my shocked expression appeared on my face, it flew out like a kite with a broken string, and slammed its body into the coffin behind me.

I slammed my body against the coffin, and I felt as if my chest was on fire, and blood flowed down the corners of my mouth before I knew it. At this time, I originally thought that the green noodles were burned to death, but the burning flame on the body had been extinguished, and it was like a bloody corpse that had been skinned alive, extremely terrifying and hideous. It didn't give us any time to breathe, and with a snap of it, it jumped in front of me, stretched out its long, sharp nails, and grabbed me directly.

I sat down on the floor, leaning against the coffin, and apart from the strength to open my eyelids, there was no movement left in my body. In despair, I gave up my last right to move, closed my only movable eyelids, and waited for sharp nails to pierce my body and dig out my internal organs.

And at this thrilling moment, the fat man jumped in front of me at some point, and instantly burst out with strange power, grabbed the wooden coffin lid leaning on the side of the coffin with both hands, and turned over on the green flour dumplings. The green-faced zongzi was slapped out, but in the blink of an eye, it jumped up from the ground and rushed straight to the fat man.

The fat man had to keep jumping up and down around the Nanmu coffin, dodging the attack of the blue-faced zongzi, just when the fat man was flying and kicking the coffin long jump in order to avoid the claws of the blue-faced zongzi, the blue-faced zongzi suddenly made a sharp turn, changed the target to me who was resting on the coffin, and kicked my stomach hard. The pain was so painful that I involuntarily bent down, my eyes turned black, my throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Looking at the big rice dumplings with grinning teeth and hideous faces, I couldn't help but think in my heart: My life is dead!

As a result, the peak loop turned suspicious, and the willows and flowers brightened another village.

I was kicked by the blue-faced zongzi, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, and I lowered my head just to see a narrow crack under the Nanmu coffin that I had knocked off. And the green-faced zongzi that kicked me, unfortunately stepped on the "soul suppression nail" on the coffin lid with one foot and couldn't move. I spat out the bloody spit in my mouth, turned around and called the fat man over, and pointed to the crack in the ground. The fat man saw that the ground was revealing a swarthy crack, and immediately pushed the Nanmu coffin hard, and the empty coffin was slowly pushed aside, gradually revealing a black hole below.

I didn't expect that the passage to go down was really simply set under the coffin. Without thinking about it, I immediately pushed the backpack next to me, then climbed a few steps forward and jumped. At this time, the blood-red green-faced zongzi had already struggled to fall forward, and directly knocked the fat man near him into the hole.

I took out the fire fold from my backpack, and when I lit it, I found that the fat man had fallen not far away, and it didn't seem to be injured. So, I hurriedly looked up at the hole above my head, and there was no trace of the green flour dumplings, and I was immediately relieved, it seems that we are safe for the time being. As soon as the person relaxed, the pain was like a fierce wave, crazy swept through the body, and the chest was even more painful, I touched the chest up and down with my hands to make sure that the ribs were not broken, and secretly congratulated myself in my heart that I had not hurt the internal organs. However, there were almost no good places on my body, there were wounds everywhere, I had no strength, and I felt like I was going to die when I moved.

My hands held weakly, my body leaned against the wall, and I turned my head to look around. We found ourselves in a large stone paved walkway, not much wider and taller than an arm's length, and we couldn't stand upright and walk at all. The fat man sat up a few paces away from me and rested against the stone wall. I endured the pain, and by the light of the fire fold, I began to carefully examine some of the carvings carved on the slate.

The four corners of the slate are decorated with vortex patterns, carved with various animal face ornaments, interspersed with ingenious changes, typical of the Spring and Autumn Period's ornamental techniques.

The fat man saw me staring intently at the stone wall, and said impatiently: "It's not a big girl, what's so beautiful, I can't see the flowers anymore, hurry up and find the way." After a while, the master above will come down, and this narrow corridor will become a ready-made coffin for the two of us. ”

I was also worried about the one on top, so I slowly crawled up to the fat man and asked him, "Is the wound on your arm okay?" I unfastened the half-cut sleeve that the fat man was tying on his left arm, and when I saw that the glutinous rice was already dark, I put some new rice on him.

The fat man sneered and said: "This little injury is nothing, a minor injury can't get out of the line of fire, give it to me, and move on." ”

I was in terrible pain, and my mood was also very depressed, and only the fat man could make me laugh out loud in this situation: "We are not little devils entering the village, and besides, there are no flower girls here, only old zongzi." Don't be polite to me, it's all yours. ”

The fat man said with a disgusted face: "That ghost fat man is not blessed, so it's still yours!" I just need the property of the old zongzi. ”

Being in the treacherous corridor, after the terrifying experience just now, I remembered the master, and I couldn't help but say melancholy: "I don't know if our old man is still in this tomb?" Along the way, except for the corpse of the predecessor in the cave, why didn't I see a trace of the master's wave of people? I suspect something is wrong. ”

The fat man waved his hand and stopped me from saying, "Don't waste brain cells, hurry up and find the entrance to the tomb and go in, or you will know everything." ”

The corridor is only half a person high, and there is no way to walk upright, so you can only crawl forward on your knees. I held the fire fold and crawled to the depths of the corridor, I don't know how long I climbed, I felt that the skin of my knees had worn out, my back hurt and my thighs cramped, and I still couldn't see the exit. The muscles in my right leg, the only one I could move freely, were stiff, so I had to stop and rest, wipe the sweat from my forehead, and ask the fat man, "Do you still have fire folds on you?" I'm really worried that when we go underground, we'll be in the dark for a long time. “

The fat man replied, "I still have a few fire folds on me, and if I don't have enough, don't I have candles in my backpack to light them up." Now the key question is that you are hungry and don't know if there is any food left in your backpack? ”

The fat man took the backpack that was dragging behind him and opened it closely, this backpack is my backpack, and the fat man's backpack was left in the abyss. In addition to two bundles of rope, a pack of candles, and some miscellaneous small things, the rest were food, heavy tools and weapons, all of which were in the lost backpack. And some important and light things, I am used to carrying around.

The two of us rested on the stone slab of the corridor for a while, ate something to replenish our bodies, and then continued to crawl forward.

I couldn't help but start thinking about whether there would be no end to this road, here is a trap laid by King Xiang'er, just to prevent tomb robbers from trapping him in the road. In order to drive away the fatigue, I forced my spirit to chat with the fat man behind me and said: "Fat man, you say, are we in a circular corridor, crawling around the circle in a circle, in fact, there is no end at all?" ”

After asking, I waited for the fat man's answer. However, there was no sound behind me, and suddenly I felt a chill down my spine, my cold hair stood on end, and my heart said: The fat man should not disappear again! If I were the only one left in this dark endless corridor, my own imagination alone would scare me to death. Thinking of this, I immediately turned my head to look behind me.

The fat man did not disappear, but stopped a few steps behind me. But he bared his teeth and grinned with a hideous face, as if possessed by an evil spirit, and struggled to pounce on me in the narrow passage.