Wushan Demon Coffin Chapter 82 Evil
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Sound?
I immediately held my breath and paid attention to the movement around me, we were now on the plank road with the cave wall, at least thirty meters high under our feet, the surrounding was pitch black, and there were miserable green lights hanging on the cave wall, the light was almost dispensable, and it was completely ineffective.
In the darkness, there was a very strange sound, it was very weak, as if it was far away from us, but if you listened closely, you could see that it was real.
The three of us stopped and listened on the plank road, and when the fat man suddenly put his ear on the stone wall, he said, "It seems that this stone came out." β
Stone? I quickly put my ear on it as well, and sure enough, the subtle sound became a little clearer, and if I had to describe it, I felt a little like the sound of the wind.
I said, "It's like the sound of the wind, I guess there is space behind this mountain, maybe it's the tomb of that monk." "According to the design of this plank road, the location of the tomb is already ** not far from ten, it must be in this mountain wall, but I don't know, along this plank road, can you find the entrance.
The fat man said: "Wind? Is there still wind in the tomb? Then this wind is loud enough, and the old zongzi forgot to cap it when he repaired the tomb? β
I listened to the voice, and I couldn't judge for a while, so I said to the fat man: "After all, this place has been around for thousands of years, and it is inevitable that there will be some geological changes, besides, according to the current trend, the tomb of the Fang Shi is relatively high, maybe it is really a ventilation, it is useless to guess, go and see first, if it is really a geological change that produces a large vent, then we may be able to go out." β
Actually, I don't have any confidence at all, but at this moment, we have no choice but to think about things for the better.
The fat man shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and took the lead in front of me, we were halfway up at the moment, and the plank road ahead was interrupted and intermittent, and about seven or eight more plank roads were walked, and the fat man suddenly stopped walking, and said to us without looking back: "This road is not easy to walk." I guessed what was going on in front of me, and replied casually, "If it's not good to go, you have to go." As I spoke, I leaned forward, and at this time, I realized that the road ahead was gone.
The plank road is broken here, on the mountain wall above, you can see the round wooden sticks neatly inlaid on the stone wall, like the teeth of a comb arranged on the top of our heads, these round wooden sticks are the support points of the plank road, but at this moment, in addition to these exposed round wooden sticks on the mountain wall, the plank road has disappeared, disappeared cleanly, and even a reinforced iron chain has not been left.
I couldn't help but glance at Lao Hu, who groaned: "It was destroyed by man, there must be something on it, and after they transported the things, they destroyed the plank road of the last section." β
Not only that, the most brilliant thing is that the remaining section not only damaged the plank road, but also the original uneven and easy to climb the mountain wall, and then here it has become very smooth, as if it has been polished, there are clear traces of artificial chiseling, such a straight and flat mountain wall, I guess it is the monkey of Xiaohua, and it can't climb up.
The fat man gestured the height with his hand, and finally said to me: "Those wooden stakes are not high, naΓ―ve, if you can jump four meters high, you will definitely be able to." β
I said: "With my height, I can't jump four meters in my life, you think it's possible, why don't you try?" β
The fat man encouraged me: "It's okay, the big deal is failure, with me and Lao Hu below, I can't kill you." β
Lao Hu shook his head and said, "If you can't die, you have to smash the plank road." Then he reached out of his waist and pulled out his claws.
The probe claw was put in the wooden box, I helped Lao Hu turn on the light, Lao Hu aimed at a wooden stake above, and shot the probe claw out, only to hear a whoosh, a black steel claw flew out, and then firmly buckled the protruding wooden stick above, I was happy in my heart, and said to the fat man: "Brother Hu and I climbed up, and the fat man jumped up." β
The fat man said: "How can it be done, blessings and hardships are shared together, naΓ―ve, when did you become so unkind?" β
I said, "I'm afraid that the stick won't be able to hold up, what if it breaks?" As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly remembered the sound of a horn in my ears, and before I could react, a puff of dust hit me from nowhere, and I couldn't open my eyes at once.
What's going on?
I was startled, and felt that the plank road under my feet seemed to shake suddenly, and then I heard the fat man's scolding: "Damn, you crow's mouth!" I quickly spit a few mouthfuls of saliva before I felt more comfortable in my eyes, and when I opened my eyes, I found that not far from my feet, there was a half-thick wooden stick, and there was a probe claw next to the stick, and the other end of the probe claw was grabbed by Lao Hu in his hand.
The stick's fractures were uneven, apparently because it had not withstood the weight, so it broke.
I was stunned, I wanted to slap myself, was it really my crow's mouth that caused the trouble?
Lao Hu frowned, snorted in his mouth, and withdrew his probe claw into the wooden box, and then he aimed at another wooden stake above, and shot out quickly and accurately.
The probe claw clasped a stake again.
Lao Hu's eyes darkened, and he gestured at me, I hurriedly took a step back, and then, I saw Lao Hu's hand exert force, testing the firmness of the stake, but his hand was only forced, and another squeak sounded, and half of the wood smashed down directly from above, bringing out a lot of wood ash.
"Ahem." I choked, slapped my nose, and looked at the broken log, and immediately felt bad, the inside of the wooden pile. It's already empty!
What's going on?
I don't think something is right.
Why is it that the wooden stakes under our feet can bear the weight of several of us after hundreds of years, while the wooden stakes above them are rotten? Could it be that the materials used are different? I immediately crouched down and compared it with the stakes supporting the boardwalk under our feet, and it turned out that the wood was the same.
I couldn't help but wonder that at this moment, the flashlight in my hand flashed twice, became even dimmer, and seemed to be about to go out again.
I chuckled in my heart, this is our only big light source, and if it goes out, we will have to find our way on the cliff with a lighter.
I quickly turned off my flashlight.
The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, although it was very dark, but because of the faint hanging lamp in the stone wall of the cave, it would not be completely cut off, but now it was only to the point where two people faced each other, and their mouths were close to their mouths, so that they could see each other's eyes.
Lao Hu didn't have an idea for a while, and I couldn't help but say, "It's over, now I can't jump." β
In the dark, the fat man said: "This old zongzi must be deliberate, he is a thief, his tomb must be there, so fix us, if you don't smoke a few whips and touch some bright utensils to go out, you won't go to a harmonious society, naΓ―ve, don't you have a lot of bad ideas, think about another one." β
I said, "You can live for six days, don't care about anything outside your body, as for bad ideas, I really have one." β
Lao Hu snorted, seemed interested, and said, "What way?" β
I thought for a moment and said, "You know about stacking arhats, right?" The wooden stakes above our heads are in a row, and then we go up diagonally, we just need to follow the previous method, pull out all the wooden stakes, so that the holes on the mountain wall will form one by one, and the holes inlaid with the wooden stakes must be very deep, we can first stack the arhats, and then climb the holes and go up. β
The fat man said: "Tsk, this idea is really not ordinary rancid, fat man, I remember, there are more than ten wooden stakes in total, and you can go up ten or so steps at most, I don't know how high it is, do you keep falling on it?" Also, the main one, the stacked arhats, there is always one person who wants to stay below, what about that person? β
In the dark, I patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "So, to implement this method, there must be someone who dares to sacrifice, Lao Hu is poisoned deeper than you, the spots have grown to the face, and it is estimated that the bones are almost stiff, not suitable for the last one, so I decided to ......"
Before I finished speaking, the fat man patted me on the shoulder, and his voice trembled with emotion, and said: "Good boy, I didn't hurt you in vain, fat man, since you are willing to sacrifice for the organization and be the last person to hold the position, fat man, I will fulfill you, rest assured, when we are safe on the top, we will definitely put a rope to pull you up." β
I was stunned, and suddenly I couldn't help but want to scold my mother, fuck, this dead fat man, he is better than a rabbit at a critical moment, I just wanted to correct him, suddenly, a strange sound came from under our feet.
The voice was faint, and I shouldn't have noticed it, but it had a strange timbre that made it hard not to notice.
I immediately froze, subconsciously made a silent gesture in the dark, shushed in my mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, listen quickly, what is the sound?" β
"Voice? And what's the sound? The fat man was silent after speaking, and seemed to listen again, and after a while, he suddenly said, "It seems that something speaks." I nodded, indeed, that kind of sound, not the sound of the wind behind the mountain wall, but a very faint and vague sound, like people talking, as if there were countless imps shouting below, watermelon...... Watermelon......
Could it be that the zongzi here want to eat watermelon?
I couldn't help swallowing my saliva and said, "Brother Hu, you tell the truth, did you pull out the ten thousand ghosts to light the lamp and fool us?" β
Lao Hu was also a little nervous, but calmer than me, he said: "There is such a statement, but I exaggerated a little, I wanted to scare you at that time, so as to take the opportunity to stumble." β
At this time, the voice of speech from the depths became clearer and clearer, as if something was getting closer and closer to us on the mountain wall at our feet.
In the dark, I broke out in a cold sweat in the palm of my hand, and the other hand held the dagger tightly, and just as I was about to turn on the flashlight to see what it was, the fat man suddenly hissed and said, "No, naΓ―ve, I'm calling you!" β
Call me?
One word immediately popped into my head: ghosts are called ghosts. Immediately after, I heard it, the pronunciation was a little hoarse, in fact, it was not called watermelon, but it was called: evil brother.
I suddenly had a spirit, damn, Zhao Wang! He's not dead yet?
Immediately afterwards, I felt a huge joy in my heart, to be honest, Zhao Wang, this kid, I have always felt that he is wrong, before he appeared corpse spots, scared me out of the body and two souls ascended to heaven, and thought he was a living zongzi, now everything has surfaced, proving that Zhao Wang is a living person, I regret it a little.
Although this kid wants to fight by himself, but raising a dog has feelings, not to mention that this kid has come to work in my shop since Wang Meng left, and he has been diligent for two years, how can I really not care about his life or death, but he was hit too hard by Lao Hu before, and in line with the principle of saving his life, he forced himself not to think about it, at this moment, when I heard Zhao Wang call me, I was excited in my heart, and I opened my mouth to respond.
At that moment, my mouth was suddenly covered, and then the hand that was about to hit the flashlight was also firmly pressed, so that I didn't make any sound.
Against my back, there was a big round belly, and I immediately reacted that the person holding me down was fat.
Damn, when did he learn so much from the stuffy oil bottle?
But I knew that the fat man must have found something, so he didn't move, just patted his hands, signaling to him that I would not move any more, and if I was covered by his hands that touched the corpse, I would vomit.
I thought that after receiving my signal, the fat man would let go, but he still covered me to death, causing me to have some difficulty breathing, and then, a burst of hot air swept in my ears, and the fat man's lips were almost next to my ears, and his voice was extremely low, with an indescribable taste: "Innocence, this voice only appeared some time after we turned off the flashlight." β
I was stunned, I didn't understand at first, but then, I suddenly felt a cool air rising up: if Zhao Wang found us through the light source at the beginning, then he should have spoken out a long time ago, but now, he did not speak until the light source went out for a period of time, what does that mean?
Or, maybe he didn't find out what I didn't have by his eyes, but by other means, such as smells? What is the smell of things? Damn it, it's a zongzi!
Or, there is another possibility, and now it is not Zhao Wang who is called 'evil brother' at all, but something else......