Around, the corpses are all a posture, a posture, or even, an expression;

The blood is dry, and under the dirty ground, there are mounds of earth, they are like terracotta warriors and horses burial goods, fixed here by inexplicable power, and farther around, there are other unearthed terracotta warriors and horses, they are located in the middle, inconspicuous, and ordinary people outside can't see a scene here at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If all the fallen listeners in Shaanxi died here, is their luck a little too bad?

Su Bai couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, and took the fat man to Lintong to take a look at the Terracotta Warriors, but he happened to step on someone's nest, this is really the right side of heaven that does not go, and hell has no door to break into.

The body, twisting and stretching to the maximum, can only emit a little tremor at most, and it can't move at all, but the skills of the body continue to flow out and lead into the earthwork below.

Blood is just a manifestation of the passage of life, in fact, at this time, all kinds of power on Su Bai's body are constantly disappearing and being extracted.

Perhaps, this kind of process is really comparable to any terrible torture in the world, especially when there are so many dead "seniors" around you who are demonstrating to you, silently telling you that you will be like them in the near future.

Breathing began to become more and more difficult, and I felt a depression in my chest, and my whole person, like a sponge, was being squeezed frantically, and all the water in the sponge was flowing out.

All around, there are funeral goods that have been silent for more than two years, exuding the atmosphere of vicissitudes, but Su Bai doesn't want to be one of them, and he will be placed here permanently and unknown.

However, Su Bai was destined not to be lonely, because soon, in the originally slightly vacant position on Su Bai's left side, a person appeared, and that person was a fat man.

The fat man's posture is the same as Su Bai's, just standing like this, motionless, but there is also blood flowing out of his body, Su Bai can see that the fat man is trembling slightly, it should be the same as before, struggling hard, but he can't move after all.

The fat man also discovered Su Bai, and the two of them now seem to only have their eyeballs left to turn a little freely, but in the continuous flow of vitality in their bodies, this feeling is as if there is an alarm clock placed above their heads, constantly ringing "tick-tock", indicating their own death.

There is no way to resist, and there is no power to resist, all of this seems to be completely doomed, Su Bai can't help it even if he wants to lift the table and get sick at this time, people are suppressing you to death, controlling you, not giving you the slightest space, not giving you the slightest opportunity, and the pressure that is pouring in from all directions is the pressure that makes you close to suffocation.

I don't know why, Su Bai really felt that his brain circuit was a little different from other people, and he felt very uncomfortable and depressed, because he had a fat man who knew him and slowly hung up with him, and suddenly felt less so bad.

Time is slowly passing, and the fat man, oh no, the fat man has become thinner, and the whole person has lost a lot, and the skin on his body has been pulled down, like a puppy.

Su Bai also knew that he was about the same, his body had begun to dry up, this was not a switch of zombie state, this was the manifestation of the vitality in his body after being continuously extracted.

Death, which is already getting closer, quite possibly,

The next moment,

It's zero.

However, at this moment, a trilling sound came from the depths of the ground, as if a sleeping person woke up leisurely, with a touch of anger and dissatisfaction, and at this moment, Su Bai suddenly felt that his body was light, and immediately used his last strength to jump backwards.

"Buzz...... Airplanes...... Airplanes...... Buzz ......"

In his head, there was a constant buzzing sound, and when he opened his eyes, Su Bai found himself sitting in front of the glass case of the exhibition, which contained a sign that read "This exhibit is in a foreign touring exhibition".

The body stumbled and sat on the ground, and many tourists around let out an exclamation, and then soon the management of the museum rushed over and lifted Su Bai up and sent him to the infirmary in the museum.

The smell of alcohol disinfectant hit, Su Bai's consciousness had almost fallen into a coma, and he could only be at the mercy of others, it seemed that after a simple treatment, Su Bai was sent to the ambulance, and in the bumps along the way, Su Bai completely lost consciousness and fell asleep completely.

............

I don't know how long I slept, Su Bai woke up leisurely, outside, it was night, he was lying on the hospital bed, the bed next door was an old acquaintance, the fat man was lying there and hadn't woken up, he was snoring.

There was a tearing pain in his head, and the feeling of nausea and dizziness kept coming, which made Su Bai's emotions irritable.

"Meditation. A calm voice came.

Su Bai turned his head slightly and saw that at the door of the ward, the monk was walking slowly with a lunch box.

Putting the lunch box on the small table of the hospital bed, the monk sighed, "Your loss of qi and blood is too serious, don't be irritable at this time, otherwise there will be deeper problems in your body functions, although the poor monk doesn't know how you recovered from your injuries and came to Xi'an together, but the poor monk should be sure that you don't want to continue to be paralyzed on the chair or bed like before, right?"

Su Bai smiled bitterly and nodded.

The monk shook the bed up and put two pillows behind Su Bai.

"What's in there?" Su Bai asked, obviously, he was able to get out, it should be that the monk and Gyatso happened to arrive and did something.

The monk shook his head, "The poor monk doesn't know, the poor monk found some clues about the existence of Xuanyun Temple in the archives, but the above record is that the Xuanyun Temple was actually built in the area where Lao Yang found the Terracotta Warriors, and the history of Xuanyun Temple is naturally much shorter than the Terracotta Warriors, so the state demolished the Xuanyun Temple in order to better protect the cultural relics of the Qin Dynasty more than two thousand years ago. ”

"Then how did you rescue us?" Su Bai was a little puzzled about this, what he felt at that time was a kind of power that completely crushed him, and he didn't even have room to resist, but the monk actually had the ability to rescue himself, it was really amazing.

"We also want to admit that we rescued you so that you two owe me a favor, but the problem is, we didn't save you. Gyatso walked in with a bottle of boiling water in his hand," After I found the clues, Qilu and I came directly to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses History Museum, but we encountered an accident when we first entered the door, and saw something weird, in fact, maybe after a while, I and Qilu will become like you and the fat man, but at that time, a certain existence deep in the underground suddenly seemed to wake up, or seemed to be full and planned to turn over and continue to sleep, so he didn't want to eat at this time, so he gave up on us, and it is estimated that in the same way, he also gave up on you and the fat man. ”

"That's your explanation?" Su Bai smiled, "It really sounds like." ”

"The fat man woke up once before you and told us something, he should have been sucked into that place a little later than you, so he lost less qi and blood than you.

Those arranged corpses, not surprisingly, should be the local fallen listeners in Shaanxi, and now it is obvious that there is a terrible guy here to hunt the listeners to replenish their own vitality, and also make them into a model similar to the terracotta warriors and horses of the mausoleum of the first emperor, this heart is really big enough. ”

Actually, what Gyatso means is that if he acts so unscrupulously, how can that being not afraid of terrorist broadcasts?

"If it's really because he is full and wants to rest and wants to refine the vitality he absorbed before refining, will we have to thank him for his grace of not killing when we see him in the future?" Su Bai teased.

"In theory, that's true. The monk added.

Su Bai breathed a long sigh of relief, "This matter is completely beyond our reach. ”

"So we're ready to leave. The monk opened the lunch box, and inside was shredded potatoes and poured rice, "The temple is gone, and the former brothers and elders are estimated to have dissipated, and the poor monk is planning to leave." ”

Su Bai suddenly thought of his realistic task, and suddenly felt that it was ironic now, this matter was obviously insisted on coming by the monk at the beginning, but now the monk and they plan to leave, and he, who didn't plan to come, can't leave.

"Do you still have a cigarette in my pocket, light one for me. Su Bai said.

Gyatso didn't say anything like this being a ward, and lit a cigarette for Su Bai.

Spit out a puff of smoke rings, Su Bai said helplessly: "You guys leave first, I still have to mix here for a while, I have received a realistic task, and it is the kind of realistic task that seems to be impossible to ignore and filter, one of the tasks is that you must stay in Xi'an for a certain time." Don't delay, tell the fat man to get up and leave Shaanxi first. ”

After Su Bai finished speaking, he struggled to get up, and he walked easily in a patient gown.

"Why are you going?" asked Gyatso.

"Go to the toilet. Su Bai stretched out his hand and took his mobile phone from the closet.

walked out of the ward, came to the men's toilet on this floor, opened a squatting compartment, closed the door, before Su Bai squatted down, the mobile phone rang, clicked on the mobile phone, Su Bai was a little surprised to find that there were more than 30 missed calls, and the call prompt was a landline in his detective agency.

Something happened at home?

Su Bai immediately connected the phone:

"Hello?"

"Meow ......" came from the auspicious voice on the other end of the phone, as if he was coquettish,

Since Jixiang followed him, Su Bai had never seen Jixiang make such a coquettish voice like a pet cat.

"You've got water in your brain, dead cat. Su Bai scolded.

"Meow...... Meow ......" Jixiang continued to cry very meekly,

Slowly, Su Bai couldn't help but swallow his saliva, a thought suddenly rose in his mind, and then, he subconsciously looked down,

In the squatting pit,

There's a human face,

A bloody face with lost human skin was staring at him indifferently. (To be continued.) )