"Be quiet, go to the southeast corner and light a lamp first, don't meet a ghost again like last time"

"Okay boss...... Something seems wrong...... There are a lot of corpses over there......"

"It's rare and strange, we're in the catacombs now, what's so strange about seeing corpses? As long as it's not alive."

"But...... They are alive...... Your eyes are still open, and you can blink...... Boss, there are ghosts, let's leave......"

"Really...... It's true? …… Where is it? ……”

Looking at the two familiar tomb robbers in front of me, I didn't know how to express my feelings at the moment, and my complicated feelings finally turned into a simple sentence: "Hello, we are not ghosts, do you have water?" ”

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A few days ago, when I first came to Tianshou Mountain, I met two tomb robbers, one thin and one bald, and I used Xiaobai to scare them away and recapture the ancient tomb of a certain eunuch in the Ming Dynasty from them. How could I have imagined that a few days later, I was trapped in the catacombs and found myself in a desperate situation, and it would be the two of them who saved me.

I still remember the look of surprise on their faces when I begged them for water.

They are also professional tomb robbers, and they are very receptive, although they are still surprised why we are in the catacombs, but they also slowly accept the fact that several of us are alive.

I briefly explained my fate to them, and they looked around at the corpses and gave us sympathetic looks.

The bald head took out two bottles of water and a few packets of compressed biscuits from the backpack he was carrying, and handed them to us.

After drinking water and eating biscuits, we rested for a while, and when we had regained some strength, we followed the bald head and the thin man out of the burial chamber through the passage they had dug.

Of course, before leaving, the bald head and the thin man bagged all the night pearls in the tomb and took them away.

When I got back to the ground, it was the time of night. The three of us sat on a big rock in the mountains, rejoicing in the luck of surviving in a desperate situation. The bald head and the thin man can't put it down and touch the stolen night pearl on the side.

"Boss, how much do you think this bag of Night Pearls is worth?" The bald head said excitedly.

The thin man was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "With this bag of night pearls, we can wash our hands in a golden basin, and we can have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of our lives." There was irrepressible excitement in his voice.

"So much?" The bald head screamed excitedly, causing the thin man to slap him on the head.

"That's... It stands to reason that ......" the thin man suddenly walked up to me, and said with a twinkle in his eyes, "Those who see it have a share... But...... We saved your lives...... So ......"

He paused, looking at us seemingly calmly.

We glanced at each other, Zhou Qian and Mu Ling nodded, so I replied with a smile: "You are our savior, and it stands to reason that we should give you something to repay." How can we be embarrassed to share these night pearls? Take it all away. ”

The thin man nodded: "You are kind people, it seems that I didn't save you wrong." Saying that, he waved his hand to greet the bald head, and the bald head looked at us, took out a few bottles of water and some food from his backpack and put them in front of us, "Look at your appearance, leave this food to you." We thanked them, and the two of them slowly disappeared into the darkness.

The three of us sat for a while, and Mu Ling said, "What are we going to do next?" ”

I thought to myself that since we came out of the tomb alive, we couldn't let go of the murderer who almost killed us. And the girl and the rest of the bus are still alive and dead, and we must find them

Because of the girl, the most anxious person among the three of us is Zhou Qian, although when he was in the underground tomb, he forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart because he knew that he couldn't get out, but after escaping from the tomb, Zhou Qian could no longer maintain a calm expression, and the worry on his face was about to be thicker than the fog in the mountains.

We slowly ate the food left by the bald heads, lay down and fell asleep, and by dawn we had recovered most of our strength.

After dawn, Zhou Qian proposed to look around for clues first.

Because the murderer moved so many of us from the bus to the catacomb, it is impossible to leave no trace.

This was Zhou Qian's judgment, and it turned out that he guessed right again this time. The three of us scattered around for two hours and found the abandoned bus on the side of a mountain road.

There was no one on the bus, only some discarded personal belongings. We rummaged through and found no communication tools such as mobile phones, only a few coats, hats and jade items that some tourists bought in Cuizhuang.

Zhou Qian found a backpack on the original seat, he held the backpack in a daze, there were several women's clothes in it, which belonged to a girl.

I found some water and snacks in one of the tourists' seats that had not been eaten before. I found a backpack and filled it all with food for the three of us. After a nightmarish few days in the catacombs, I have come to understand the preciousness of food.

After a careful search of the entire bus, we found no traces of the murderer except for some food and clothing.

After changing into clean clothes, we got off the bus.

"As far as we know now, there are at least five people in the hands of the murderer, the daughter of the girl Han Xin's wife Wang Jianghua, Zhang Ming's son, and Qingxuan Taoist." Looking at the green hills around me, I said to Zhou Qian and Mu Ling, trying to clear the fog that shrouded us.

"If you don't count the young female guide, it's seven." Zhou Qian said, "At that time, there were a total of eighteen people on the bus, not counting the driver and tour guide, there were a total of sixteen tourists, and there were nine people in our tomb, so there were a total of seven tourists in the driver's hands." There was a pause, and the girl was among them. ”

I patted Zhou Qian's shoulder and said, "Although I don't know what the murderer's purpose is, he designed this bureau to kill so many of us, and it will definitely not be as simple as killing us all." So I think the murderer's target is the missing seven people, and we are useless to him, so he threw us in the tomb and left us to fend for ourselves. Even if the tour guide and driver were complicit, it would be very difficult for the two of them to take seven people......"

Mu Lingkou said: "So the murderer should have other means of transportation to take the others away?" ”

While I was still talking, Zhou Qian had already turned around and looked around the bus, Mu Ling and I didn't say more, squatted down and carefully searched for suspicious traces on the ground.

After a while, we found several shallow tire prints on the ground, several of which were relatively coarse, and after comparison, they should belong to the abandoned bus.

Among them, there are two small tire prints, we studied it, and Zhou Qian guessed that it should belong to the tire prints of a certain domestic van.

Although we couldn't say for sure that the small tire print was left by the murderer, we decided to follow the tire print after some discussion.

Maybe few people come to this mountain, so the tire mark left a few days ago still hasn't disappeared, although the tire mark on the mountain road is a little difficult for us to trace, but under our careful tracking, it is finally not lost.

Judging from the direction of the departure of the tires, it is going to the depths of Tianshou Mountain, which makes us a little puzzled and a little worried.

The tire prints on the ground loomed, and there were many forks in the mountains, and every time we arrived at the fork in the road, we always had to spend several times more effort to search for the tire prints, and at noon, at a certain fork in the road, we finally lost the traces of the tire prints.

The three of us had a bite to eat at the intersection to refresh our strength, and then we disagreed over whether or not to follow the three forks in the road separately.

My opinion is that the three of them chased after each other to see, which would improve efficiency, but Mu Ling said that the three of us did not have mobile phones, and even if we found the tire prints, we would not be able to notify the other two, and I don't know how many forks in the road there will be, and one person will definitely not work.

Zhou Qian didn't speak, staring at the three forks in the road in front of him, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes were fixed, and he looked thoughtful.

"Take the right one." After a while, I only heard Zhou Qian say in an affirmative tone.

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