Pang Qinghe glanced at the taro with teary eyes, and nodded weakly, "My father, how can I admit my mistake." ”

The monkey asked weakly, "Could it be just similar people, in this world, there are indeed two people who look exactly the same." ”

"But will there be two people who are exactly the same, both of whom have been to this ancient tomb, and both of them are from the Republic of China? That is almost the same as impossible. I said.

The fat man spoke, "Then who can explain what the hell is going on, Zhang Wei Zhang Yao, you two obviously know a lot about this ancient tomb, can you tell me?" ”

Zhang Wei smiled awkwardly, "Everyone, this situation is not what will happen in real life at all, the only possibility I can think of is that there are really two Pang Tianhui, one returned to the outside world alive, and the other was lying in the coffin." ”

Xiu'er, who had not spoken, suddenly turned her head and glanced at the coffin again, and then stretched out her hand and pointed over, "By the way, are you sure he is really dead?" ”

Hearing this, Taro glanced at us, leaned in cautiously, and after doing an examination as quickly as possible, he nodded, "It is indeed a dead man, as for why he can still maintain such a living posture, I can't explain it." ”

Pang Qinghe couldn't bear to look at the coffin again, and suddenly said with emotion, "He is really exactly the same as his father when he was buried, and he has not aged a little for more than ten years." ”

For a while, everyone stood on the high platform speechlessly, not knowing what to do next. It wasn't until I caught a glimpse of Kuroko who turned slightly to the writhing chaotic black wall, staring thoughtfully, as if he was a little distracted. So I asked, "Kuroko, what's wrong with that wall?" ”

"Huh?" The sunspot seemed to be startled, and suddenly his arm was raised, and the green knife in his hand slowly stretched out towards the black wall. As soon as the tip of the knife touched the wall, it immediately seemed to have a suction force and wanted to pull it in.

By this time, the clueless crowd had already noticed the strangeness of the black wall, their eyes widened, and they retreated to the edge of the high platform under their feet.

Zhang Wei, on the other hand, behaved in the complete opposite of ours, his gaze shifting back and forth between the support of the coffin and the black wall. Immediately, he suddenly opened his backpack and took out a bottle of water, threw it violently, and was instantly devoured and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei showed a shallow smile on his face, raised his feet and walked towards the black wall, while Zhang Yao followed. I was puzzled and asked, "What do you do?" ”

Zhang Wei stopped when he heard the sound, with an impatient expression on his face, as if he felt that he was wasting time even speaking. "I kind of know what's going on with this wall. If you guessed correctly, there is another space behind it, and maybe the real Witch Kingdom is there. ”

Big Head Surprised "You...... Do you want to walk in? ”

Zhang Wei grinned and said, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger." With that, he took out the rope in his backpack and instructed Zhang Yao to fix one end to the fulcrum of the coffin on the ground, and when everything was ready, he looked at us and said, "Once you enter the wall, it is difficult to say what will happen." You think about whether or not to come in. But I think maybe all the mysteries will be explained there. Including why Pang Tianhui is lying here. ”

The last sentence seemed to hold Pang Qinghe's heart tightly, she heard the sound, her eyes seemed to be sharp, and after a while, she raised her feet and walked towards the Zhang brothers.

Kuroko watched their movements coldly, withdrew the green knife, and put it on his waist. He looked at us silently and said softly, "I think we should go in and take a walk, what do you think?" ”

In fact, when Pang Qinghe decided to enter it, we no longer had any choice. After all, she couldn't let her go with those two jackal-like guys. If that's the case, I'm afraid that Pang Qinghe will be eaten without any bones left.

The next thing was much easier, everyone packed their backpacks, found the last few bundles of ropes, all tied together, the same way as before, grasped the ropes one by one, and at the moment when they were about to enter the black wall, they took a deep breath, mustered up their courage, closed their eyes, raised their feet, and stepped in.

Boundless darkness that has never been before, in it, even my own body will soon lose the consciousness of existence, as if it is a wisp of soul feeling the feeling of pushing and squeezing from all directions, the real and the false coexist, I seem to have come to another world with only indifference, darkness, panic, loneliness, I subconsciously want to touch the person in front of me, but every time my arm is stretched out, it touches the empty. It's like I'm the only one in the world.

I didn't need to move my feet, the darkness took the initiative, and after a long, long desperate act of almost asking for help, I finally gave up and closed my eyes, and an endless sense of loneliness came over my mind that the whole world had abandoned me.

It was as if I was being forced by loneliness to a corner of a large room made of pure primitive darkness that could be changed at will, until I sat curled up in the corner, hoarsely trying to ask for help but finding that my throat could not make any sound at all, and after a while, when I finally had some strength to get up, I realized that even a small step required great courage. Gradually, after being trapped for a long time, time no longer has any meaning, and the loneliness and coldness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow have already completely destroyed me, leaving me with no skin and bruises all over my body.

However, calmness can make people think more attentively, and after eliminating the cluttered thoughts that were originally in the mind, everything seems to be logical. That's it, I remembered a story that my grandfather once told about a certain country that has a very mysterious organization, and the only mission of that organization is to protect the country from internal thieves and foreign enemies, even if in order to accomplish this goal, no matter how much blood is on the hands and how many corpses are piled up at the feet. However, such an organization is not invincible, no matter how disciplined, no matter how strong the fear. After all, human beings are still human beings, although the idea that the members of the organization have been almost forcibly instilled into their minds since the day they entered the organization is that everything they do is for the country and the better future of hundreds of millions of people. But people are not machines. No matter how much brainwashing you try, there may be unexpected effects. So basically every one to two years there are special situations.

It is that after seeing too many deaths and too much blood, the killers of the organization will gradually begin to think independently, to doubt the rights and wrongs of the orders they receive, until the problem becomes more and more irreconcilable. At that time, the people of the organization will arrest the members who have a rebellious mentality and brainwash them again in a special way. Of course, it's not the physical torture we think of, and those of them can be said to be commonplace and accustomed to that kind of torture. So the leaders of the organization came up with an ingenious plan that could cure the demons in their hearts. (To be continued......)