The next bucket is the ranks of tying the head to the waistband of the trousers, go down peacefully, everyone will come out safely, that is the idea that the rookie will have for the first time, but this time, I did have such an idea, in recent years, there have been too many people who have died in the fight, some of them are my relatives, some are my friends, and even the women who have moved my heart, I don't know...... How many lives can I still carry?

Seeing that I was silent, the fat man sighed, got up and said: "Don't fight down, don't fight if you don't fight, besides, that rat cub is the same as the stunned, one clever and one steady, they should be able to find a way out, if they really can't find it, that's their fate." ”

Life?

Bah! It's not fate, I'm the one who led them to fight! I knew that the fat man was comforting me, and it was already rare that he could talk about this with a clear conscience, so I took a deep breath, got up and said, "Little brother, do you want to rest again, or do you want to go on?" ”

I'm not a girl, let my brother say some comforting words with his conscience, it's enough to be a nest, if it really kills, it's all on me, anyway...... Eighteen layers of hell have already been prepared for me.

The stuffy oil bottle glanced at me, got up and said, "Let's go, it's important to save people." ”

In this burial chamber, only this red lacquer empty coffin was placed, and there was nothing else, and in the direction of the door directly opposite the burial chamber, there was another tomb passage, as the fat man said, it was built according to the natural trend inside the reef, and the pores were vertical and horizontal, like a labyrinth.

I followed behind the stuffy oil bottle, and I wanted to ask him why he got into this fight, but when I thought of the bronze bell tree on the coffin before, I felt that it was superfluous to ask about this, this tomb is obviously inextricably linked with the secret of the Zhang family, first the carved buildings outside the reef, and then the internal structure, all of which explain all this.

Even if I asked, I was afraid that the stuffy oil bottle would not answer me, and sometimes I felt that I would never be able to see through his thoughts, but sometimes, I found that I actually knew him quite well.

This tomb is relatively long, and it is also slightly shorter, only about two and a half meters, with my height, I can touch the top with my hand, there is no fire dragon ditch in the tomb, there is a lamp holder every few meters, the style of the lamp holder is a **woman, standing in a dance-like posture, and the position of the lamp oil is on the top of the head, as if it is burning a person's brain.

I walked all the way over, and I was stared at by these women with ** figures, and after looking at it for a while, I suddenly had a strange feeling, and soon, I found an explanation for this strange feeling, because the facial contours of these women were almost exactly the same as the women in the water stone pillar of the camel town outside.

Instantly, I had a strange feeling, as if these women would also turn their heads, and subconsciously, I turned around to look at the tomb when I came down, and then there was a scene that made my hair stand on end, because those women were all looking at me sideways, and there was a smile like a fox on the corner of their mouths.

"Sss I couldn't help but gasp, subconsciously leaned over to the stuffy oil bottle, looking for a sense of security, the stuffy oil bottle paused, and immediately turned to look at me, my eyes were a little unclear, I stretched out my hand and pointed at the lamp holder women, and said, "Little brother, look ......"

The fat man was also taken aback, and said, "It's so grand, we're not leaders, so we don't need to pay attention." ”

I felt the chill coming from the soles of my feet to my neck, how long have these things been staring at us behind our backs?

The stuffy oil bottle paused, and even his expression didn't change, for some reason, seeing him so calm, I also felt less terrible, and then quieted down, at this time, I couldn't help but observe the woman closest to me, and then I found that her neck was movable.

The link there is somewhat similar to the setting of a modern Barbie doll, and you can clearly see the two layers, and the inside should be organically bracketed in operation.

I couldn't help but feel in my heart, these women are turning their heads towards us, is there some omen? The bracket in the neck can't be activated for no reason, unless we have stepped into this tomb and been alarmed by something.

Almost immediately, I looked at the soles of my feet.

It's a floor tile!

When we entered the graveyard, we walked in the middle of the grave, without even touching the walls of the graveyard, and the only thing that made the woman turn her head was the tiles on which we walked, and perhaps there was some mechanism at work underneath.

What will it be? Dark crossbow? Gas?

The three of us stopped, and the fat man looked at the stuffy oil bottle, and said in a low voice, "Did we step on the mechanism?" The stuffy oil bottle didn't nod or shake his head, but made a gesture to keep going, and his whole body was sharp, and he could see that there was no great danger.

So what did these women look at and signal? Or, what is the owner of the tomb trying to tell us?

The three of us continued to move forward, in order to take care of each other, the distance between each other was very close, the stuffy oil bottle was cold, and when touched, it was like a toner, like hugging an ice pack in summer.

We were sweating profusely, and it felt good to touch it, and just as I wanted to get closer, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, because the unicorn tattoo in the stuffy oil bottle was still there.

If I'm not mistaken, his tattoos only show up when his body is hot, such as after strenuous exercise, when he has a fever or when he takes a hot shower, but he is now clearly ......

I paused in my footsteps, pulled away slightly, and an astonishing assumption came to my mind, this is not a stuffy oil bottle, this is a fake!

As I widened the distance, the fat man's nose hit my head, and he groaned and scolded, "Damn, why stop and pee?" The stuffy oil bottle also stopped, with a hint of inquiry in his dark eyes.

I laughed dryly, but a chill swished in my heart.

This fake...... Why can you play so similar? How much of what he said earlier is true and how much is false? Suddenly, I remembered the sound of the bronze pier descending, and I couldn't help but be shocked, could it be...... The real thing is still down there?

The stuffy oil bottle finally spoke, and said lightly: "What's wrong?" As soon as he asked, I was even more sure of his identity, with my knowledge of the stuffy oil bottle, in this case, he generally did not take the initiative to speak, and after asking with his eyes, if he did not get my answer, he would either continue to walk, or he would wait for me to speak first.

The alarm bell went off in my head, and all I screamed was a voice: this is a fake, a real stuffy bottle, and it's stuck underneath!

When the fat man saw that I didn't answer, he touched my forehead and said, "Is it a fever that burns out your brain?" I didn't say anything, pretended to sneeze, and said, "Itchy nose." ”

"Damn." The fat man cursed and kicked me in the ass, and the group continued to walk forward, and as the stuffy oil bottle turned around and continued to lead the way, I reached back and grabbed the fat man's hand violently.

The fat man probably didn't expect me to carry out a surprise attack, and his footsteps paused, I was afraid that the stuffy oil bottle would hear it, so I hurriedly dragged the fat man and continued to walk.

I cooperated with him for not a day or two, the fat man obviously found that something was wrong, so he followed me in a regular manner, I wrote in the palm of his hand, in order to make it easier for him to recognize, I wrote two relatively simple words, a 'west', a 'bei', combined, is a Jia word, through 'fake', is the jargon of our line. When I finished writing, I pointed to the stuffy oil bottle.

Then I felt the fat man's hand stiffen, and after a few moments, he shook my hand back to indicate receipt. At this moment, I suddenly felt a little dizzy, and even a feeling of nausea, I was shocked, and my heart said Could it be poisonous gas?

But if it's poisonous gas, at least there must be a smoke or something, I looked around, and there was not even a shadow of smoke, but at this moment, I suddenly found that my sense of smell had become dull at some point, and the fat man suddenly stopped and said, "There is something underground." I looked down and saw that there was nothing, but at this time, the fat man pointed to the corner of the wall and scolded: "It's this thing, quick, get out!" I followed his line of sight, and in the crack in the corner of the wall, at some point, mercury actually appeared!

The amount of mercury is not much, and if you don't pay attention, it's almost difficult to find, but this thing is very poisonous, and the thermometer we usually use, the mercury that splashes after it bursts, if not treated in time, can even poison a room of people.

Damn it! I couldn't help but scold my mother, I felt that my feeling of nausea was getting heavier and heavier, this fake was just to poison us! It's all too familiar with the mechanics here!

Just after the fat man finished speaking, the stuffy oil bottle went over to check as a matter of course, and at this moment, the fat man pulled out his gun violently and shouted: "Fight!" As soon as his voice fell, a shot was fired at the shoulder of the stuffy oil bottle, and it stands to reason that this shot was the safest headshot, but the fat man didn't know if he had any concerns, maybe he was afraid that the stuffy oil bottle was genuine, so the shot was fired at the shoulder.

The body of the stuffy oil bottle stiffened, and a pool of blood splashed on my shoulder, although I knew that it was a fake, I still subconsciously worried about it, feeling like my son had been shot.

After the first shot, the fat man fired a second shot and yelled at me: "What are you doing in a daze, fight!" I reacted and immediately went to draw my gun, but at this moment, the stuffy oil bottle rolled on the spot, covered the wound on the shoulder, and shouted, "Stop! ”

He looked quite shocked, as if he didn't believe that we would do such a thing, and I was subconsciously shocked, is it true?

The fat man was obviously a little at a loss, and just at the moment when the two of us were suspicious, the stuffy oil bottle suddenly laughed and said, "It hurts." As soon as the words fell, his skin and flesh suddenly began to show a chapped state, his head swelled, and in an instant it turned into a deformed corpse of the water town, with a pair of yellow eyes inlaid on the huge head, staring at us fiercely.

Damn it! It's here!

Because of this momentary hesitation, we missed the opportunity, and the corpse disappeared in front of my eyes in an instant, and by the time I saw it, it had already bitten straight towards my neck!