I don't know how long I ran, until Wu Xie felt that he was going to lose his breath in the next second, he finally dared to stop, and he was panting wildly with his hands on his knees.

Fortunately, there is no fork in the road here, and there doesn't seem to be any mechanism, otherwise even if I have a few more lives, I am afraid it will not be enough. He lifted his sore arm and glanced at the surrounding rock walls with his flashlight. Fortunately, the "stone eyes" here are obediently "closed", and there is no sign of collective "awakening".

The tunnel ahead was still straight and cold, endless, and it was impossible to know where it leads.

What will be at the end of the tunnel? Where will the stuffy oil bottle be? What brought him here, and what kept him from leaving? What did he experience during these long, dark twenty-two days?

Wu Xie was still immersed in his own meditation, and suddenly there was a soft sound of "da" from an unknown place behind him.

The sound was not very loud, and it didn't seem to be near in the distance, but it seemed to be in the direction I had just come. Probably because the tunnel structure here has a better sound transmission effect, so the sound in the distance still sounds clearly and intelligible.

Deep underground, the environment is close to absolute silence, and even the smallest sounds are impossible to ignore. This is like if a person has a mental breakdown and loses sleep all night, then the sound of dripping water from the toilet faucet in the dead of night will have the effect of being bombed when it reaches the ears.

Especially at this moment, apart from Wu Xie himself, there should be no other "living creatures" here in his impression. - Except, of course, those "eyes" who don't know whether they are dead or alive and "Taoist Chen" who don't know whether they are humans or ghosts.

The sound in the tunnel immediately aroused his high alarm, and Wu Xie used his flashlight to strafe back and forth on the road where he came, but in the end he found nothing. Just when he wondered if he was too nervous and had auditory hallucinations, there was a clearer "click" sound in the darkness in the distance!

Compared to the previous time, the two were obviously not in the same position, and seemed to be closer to this direction.

- What's coming?!

Wu Xie's muscles immediately tensed, and he held his breath, paying close attention to the movement of the voice in the darkness.

After an interval of more than ten seconds, another "click" exploded in the silent space. Wu Xie shone the flashlight in all directions, but nothing appeared in the light of the flashlight.

This invisible crisis made Wu Xie couldn't help but be a little crazy, he opened the zipper of his backpack with his backhand, and groped inside with one hand to find a portable searchlight.

He wanted to find out what was unusual hiding in the darkness.

Reaching into the backpack, Wu Xie didn't touch the searchlight, but first touched a furry thing. At the same time, there are cool things wrapped around the fingers, which feel like human hair.

Wu Xie muttered in his heart, did he not pay attention to pretending to wear the wig he wore during the time when he shaved his head? It's ironic to say that the clothes are burned out, and the wig is still unharmed. But when I was sorting out my equipment not long ago, I obviously didn't see this thing?

Thinking of this, Wu Xie felt a thrill in his heart, and the cold hairs on his body stood up!

- Damn, something got in!

Wu Xie quickly untied his backpack and threw it on the ground, pulled out the big white dog's legs, and faced his backpack as if he were facing a great enemy.

The backpack rolled around on the ground and then didn't move, Wu Xie waited nervously for a while, but nothing crawled out.

Wu Xie approached lightly, and carefully opened the gap in the backpack with the tip of the big white dog's leg. There is no luck in the world, and the moment I opened the backpack, a tangled clump of black hair was revealed.

Wu Xie felt a chill in his heart: How long has this thing been with him? When did you get in? Could it be when I was napping just now?

And most importantly, what the hell is this!

Wu Xie squatted down and poked the mass of hair with the big white dog's legs. The "hair" did not react, as if it were a dead mass. In other words, this "hair" has no hands and feet, how did it get into the backpack? But Wu Xie immediately refuted his own point of view: those "eyes" on the rock wall dare to come out and be scary without "faces", which shows that all the "organs" in this underground royal city are quite "inspirational".

Wu Xie decided to take action immediately. Not because he had overcome the fear in his heart, but because he had to "save" his equipment. Regardless of the road ahead, he doesn't know how far he still has to go, and even survival without food and water will be a problem.

Wu Xie made a simple plan, put the flashlight in his pocket, and took out a lighter to illuminate it. Combined with the experience of previous inverted buckets, general hair things are afraid of fire. If someone gives him a flamethrower now, even if he comes to ban Wu Xie, there will be no ambiguity.

Getting ready, Wu Xie carefully flicked the ball of "hair" outward with the big white dog's leg, and found that it didn't move at all, and it seemed to be drilling quite deep inside. Wu Xie took a deep breath, thrust the tip of the knife into the "hair" and then picked it hard, the thing was immediately picked up and flew up, hit the stone wall with a "pop", and then bounced to the ground and "grunt" and rolled out.

"Hair" rolled into the darkness.

Wu Xie held his breath and listened quietly for a long time, and the thing did not make any more movement in the dark. With a lighter in one hand and a cold steel knife in the other, he felt in the direction where the mass had disappeared.

After walking a distance of about ten paces, suddenly a "behemoth" suddenly broke into the light range of the lighter without warning. The brightness of the lighter was very limited, and when he found something in front of him, Wu Xie almost didn't collide with that thing head-on!

Wu Xie hurriedly withdrew a few steps, and then looked at the "foreign object" that suddenly appeared in shock.

It was a huge clay jar nearly a man high, standing abruptly on one side of the tunnel. Wu Xie raised the lighter and shone it over, and more huge clay jars appeared in the field of vision, and as far as the eye could see, there were at least hundreds.

It was at this moment that he saw the clump of "hair" that had just disappeared.

Completely exposed to the light, the strange "hair" finally showed its "true face": it was a pitch-black head with long hair, which was now facing away from Wu Xie and quietly "standing" on the ground.

Wu Xie "buzzed" in his head, and said in his heart: Not long ago, I wondered why those "eyes" didn't have a "face", but now it's good, the whole "head" has come to the door!

The "human head" now looks peaceful, and there is no sign of "corpse". According to Wu Xie's feeling when he provoked it before, this "human head" has a certain weight, and it should not be a dry corpse.

Could it be that the owner of this head died here not long ago? Who killed him or her? Who is he or she? And, why did this head appear in its own backpack?

Wu Xie didn't dare to hold it up, he slowly moved his steps, trying to go around to the front of the "human head" and see its "face" clearly.

Wu Xie walked to the left side of the "human head", which was covered by long black hair, and he couldn't see anything. He had no choice but to continue to go around to the front of the "human head". In fact, Wu Xie still has an extremely strong resistance to what he is about to see. Over the years, he had seen the faces of people who had died unnaturally in all sorts of ways. If it is encountered in reality, Wu Xie's first reaction may be numbness. But then he found that these faces, which he thought had been completely forgotten, would always come alive one by one in his dreams years later.

Those he is familiar with, those who are unfamiliar, those who know names, those who don't know names.

In the end, Wu Xie finally stood in front of the "human head". But what he expected did not happen: the front of the "human head" was not a "face".

Its "front" is exactly the same as the back!

Wu Xie felt a little prostration, he remembered the nightmare in the water corpse thief cave of the Guazi Temple more than ten years ago.

At that time, he was frightened by the thousand-year-old female corpse and knocked out by Panzi. I don't know how long it has been, but I've been dreaming chaotic dreams over and over again. In the dream, he saw a woman in white standing with her back to him, he wanted to see her face clearly, so he ran in front of her, but still saw her back, so he ran repeatedly, but no matter how he ran, he could only see her back, and he was wondering what was going on, and suddenly found that she was both sides of her back!

Finally, Wu Xie woke up with a scream, and as soon as his eyes opened, he saw the blood-red sunset and the sky.

Now, the same scene is happening in reality. It's just a pity that this time it wasn't a dream, and he couldn't wake up from this "nightmare".

He couldn't see Panzi's big face smiling at him when he woke up. I couldn't see the stuffy oil bottle and Fat Kui leaning side by side, sleeping soundly together. I couldn't see the third uncle looking at the stuffy oil bottle thoughtfully, shook his head and said: "I only know that his surname is Zhang, and I have tried many times along the way, this person is either sleeping or in a daze, and I don't know what his origin is." ”……

Qixing Lu Palace, that was the first time he stepped into the world of "tomb robbery".

After walking for so long, I suddenly realized that I was the only one left on this road.

Behind him was a huge "pottery pot" that suddenly appeared, and in front of him was an unidentified strange "human head", Wu Xie took a deep breath and clenched the cold steel knife in his hand. His life was not his own, he was able to get to this place because the bodies of many people were left behind. So, even if there were more corpses in front of him, it wouldn't stop him.

Wu Xie picked up the lighter with the tip of the big white dog's leg, and slowly approached the "human head" on the ground. The hair on the "human head" was illuminated in detail, and Wu Xie gritted his teeth and pushed the fire into the "hair".

- Whoever you are, let me help you get over it!