In the whimpering wind, the young man woke up slowly, his right hand subconsciously tightened, feeling the faithful touch, Zhang stayed up all night and opened his eyes.

Looking in the direction of the shadows on the ground in the distance, he knew it was past noon. He stood up and looked at it, slightly surprised to find that the second stunned man was not there.

The second stunned man was captured by the old beggar last year, and his sister was captured at the same time, but the next day he didn't survive the cold weather, and then he slept in the arms of the second stunned man and never woke up, and then the second stunned man cried hysterically and hugged his sister's corpse and wanted to ask for death, and was viciously punched by him, and after a day, he also swallowed the first bite of solid meat by pressing his head.

In this living hell, the first three days are a hurdle, and the first meal is another. Get through it, get through it, or it's just a pile of corpses piled up in the corner.

They soon became inseparable companions.

It's strange for children to get along with each other, if they get along at first sight, then they get along, otherwise it won't help if you do more, even here.

Zhang stayed up late to send away a lot of companions, four or five at most, and there were many days when he was alone. Some died at his hands, some fell asleep and never woke up, and more often he collected the remains of them for them.

Rubbing the sharp pickaxe against his thin, dirty shirt, he picked up half of his broken helmet and drank what little water was left in it.

In this place, drinking is much more important than eating.

The old beggar only cares about the kidnapping, and never cares if these ingots can live, or how they live.

Fortunately, under this pothole, these ingots have dug tunnels in all directions, and there are several places connected to underground water sources, but the amount is very small, and there are too many people in many cases. There are very few rules for survival in this pit, but each one is important and strictly followed by all these hard-working children, the first of which is not to fight for water.

A few years ago, there was a crazy boy with a bad temperament, who soaked urine near the seepage, and he didn't even want to think about the end, and all the ingots that were still alive were probably unforgettable for a lifetime.

It's a pity that there are not many ingots that have survived until now.

Zhang shook his head and swept these thoughts out of his mind. Holding the worn-out helmet in one hand and the pickaxe in the other, he bent down and drilled into the hole, which was about six or seven feet high. He remembered that when he first came, this tunnel could only pass one person, and later found that as long as someone was determined to be here, everyone could not do it, so after reaching a consensus, all these tunnels were widened, it was a very difficult time, this seemingly simple thing required an extremely huge amount of work, and even died a lot of ingots for this.

In this pit, except for the crazy girl and Tang Qi'er, Zhang stayed up late and was already one of the oldest ingots, and his eyes had already fully adapted to the dark environment in the pit.

A light leap stayed up all night and landed in a slightly wider hole, and two or three figures leaned silently in front of a puddle. Strange to say, this underground mud layer, some places will have some cold and strange luster, after a long time, in this slightly fluorescent underground can also be seen a little clearly, but this light is extremely weak, it still needs a long enough adaptation.

The second stunned saw Zhang staying up late, and said with a smile: "I think you are about to wake up, so you will come first to fetch water, this puddle has been a lot thinner these days, you have to come early, the taste of drinking urine is really uncomfortable!" ”

Zhang Stayed up all night and smiled and threw his helmet over.

Seeing that the two stunned people were fine, Zhang stayed up all night and drilled into another pit with a pickaxe, and turned around and said, "I'll go to the ploughing road to open a road to see if I can dig some meat, and meet on it later." ”

The second stunned nodded, hehe smiled, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

Zhang stayed up all night and smiled bitterly, these two stunned people are really stunned, but they are not stunned, but a little people are crazy and lack hearts, but when they fight, the fierce energy is quite scary. The young man's lean figure shuttled through the tunnel like a lively mouse, and he recognized that the intricate twists and turns of this underground tunnel were the experience of the old ingot.

Ploughing the road to dig meat, the waterway to carry water, this is the first thing to learn to survive in this pit, the new ingots whether they are young or old, must follow the dark all the way to drill all the way.

And old ingots like Zhang staying up late have to take on some other things, such as opening the way.

So many tunnels are dug out with great effort in order to survive, there are many doorways to dig meat, smell the smell of soil by the nose and taste the smell of the soil by the mouth, Zhang stayed up late and heard that some ingots were even listened to by ear, saying that where there was meat, the sound of the dead burying themselves in the soil could be heard, but Zhang stayed up all night to scoff at this statement, he felt that it was probably a certain innocence that children could not stifle in this living hell.

It's a pity that Zhang stayed up late and was not naïve for a long time. His method was to taste it with his mouth, and he knew that near the place where there was meat, the smell of the earth had an astringent rusty taste.

Feeling to a newly opened tunnel, Zhang stayed up all night and sat down to rest, this section of the pit was already very deep, he and several other old ingots had dug it out in the past few months.

But the luck is not very good, so far I haven't dug up the meat, several other ingots have planned to give up, Zhang stayed up late and planned to dig for a few more days to see, or no meat, then I can only give up, retreat to the outside of the road and fill in this entrance with soil, to prevent the lack of heart and eyes to get lost and mess up the direction, it is easy to have an accident.

Stretching his muscles slightly, Zhang stayed up late and raised the pickaxe to skillfully chisel the soil, first roughly cut a few feet deep, stretched out his hand and rubbed a small ball of mud into his mouth, he carefully sipped it, and then turned his head sideways and spit it out. He hesitated, then pointed his pickaxe down and began to dig into the earth.

Generally speaking, it is not too much to open the road up or down obliquely, one is that it is inconvenient to drain the soil, and the second is afraid of causing a landslide, but Zhang stayed up all night to know that the smell of the soil just now is absolutely not wrong.

There is a lot of meat, enough for a group of people to eat for a while.

Two hours passed, and the new road under the slope was already several feet deep, and Zhang stayed up all night to knock down the draft, and suddenly heard a somewhat dull sound.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and he estimated that he had chiseled the armor!

Then he suddenly felt a vibration from the mud under his feet, and shouted in his heart that it was not good, I was afraid that it had been chiseled into the cave, and the young man's thin figure had not had time to turn around and jump up, and the ground under his feet seemed to have been expected, but it suddenly cracked, and the young man fell down instantly.

Before he had time to feel the sharp pain like falling apart, Zhang stayed up all night and hurriedly stretched out his hand to look for it, and saw the pickaxe lying quietly on the ground not far away, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then immediately became alert, straightened up and looked around.

Then he was deeply shocked by what he saw.

It was a small room, with four quaint lanterns burning on the walls, and the dim and dim light reflected the whole space perfectly. The mottled stone walls are painted with many murals of different colors, just like what I saw when I was a child and followed my elders to the temple in the town. In the center of the room, there is a quaint bronze coffin, covered with strange carvings of unknown significance.

The boy who has lived in this pit for a few years naturally has little fear at all, and for him, daily life has long been the greatest horror. But even so, he couldn't help but chill, and the boy hung the pickaxe around his waist, patted the dirt on his buttocks, spat viciously, and stared at the bronze coffin in the distance. The boy muttered in a low voice, "Bad luck, I didn't want to fall here. ”

The bronze coffin lay there motionless, as if it was quietly looking at the sudden boy. He couldn't help but think in his heart, how could there be a tomb under this battlefield full of dead people? I don't know what dynasty the unlucky master is, the family actually invited such an unprofessional feng shui gentleman to repair the sleeping place under his mother's battlefield, and slept here listening to so many people and horses killing and killing back then, I am afraid that I will be miserable.

Zhang stayed up all night and saw that there was a permanent lamp burning in this tomb, and there was naturally flowing air, and there was a narrow pitch black in the middle of the wall behind the copper coffin, which was probably a long corridor leading to other tombs. Zhang stayed up all night at this time and his heart had settled down, the time he fell from the upper pit just now was not long, and his intuition was probably a few feet deep, and he should be able to climb back with his own skills. He walked to the bronze coffin, hesitated, but still suppressed his curiosity, he had no intention of falling here, and it was too unreasonable to open the coffin to disturb the tomb owner's long sleep, and God knows what danger there was inside?

So he turned his head to look at the broken frescoes on the walls of the tomb. I don't know what dynasty this tomb was built in, the murals are brightly colored and the lines are smart and jumping, compared to the murals seen in the temple when I was a child, it is simply lifelike, even if Zhang was born in a military family and didn't read much, he can see that the master who made these murals is definitely a rare skill. Then he began to look intently at the frescoes, which had been washed away by the years and were so damaged and mutilated.

On the first wall, there are many strangely dressed people kneeling in front of a mass of black tentacles, the leader is wearing a bronze mask on his face, and he is holding his hands high and seems to say something to the black tentacles with twisted lines, and the other half of the picture is badly worn, but Zhang Stayed up all night and still saw from the remaining pictures that this is depicting two forces fighting, the battle is fierce and fierce, and the group of people who kneel in the previous picture seems to have the upper hand.

The second wall depicts only one scene, but it is extremely eerie, only to see a bright moon hanging high in the dark night sky, and the bright moon has a word written on it, and around it there are countless open eyes that seem to be staring at the people on the ground.

The flickering firelight of the ever-bright lamp made the countless eyes in this picture seem to open and close in this night, and blink towards Zhang Staying up all night. He suppressed the indescribable irritability and disgust that had suddenly surged in his heart, and hurriedly moved his gaze to the next wall.

And when he swept his eyes to the bronze coffin in the center of the tomb, the young man's scalp was numb for a moment, and he almost couldn't help screaming.

The lid of the bronze coffin has quietly moved a gap at some point.