"Why does this stone look like ...... Moving? Wu Xie said with some uncertainty.

"Don't be dazzled." The fat man shook his neck, hissed, and looked around, "Fat man, I actually feel a little wrong, but I can't say the specifics, there is a kind of Tang Seng who rushed into the Pansi Cave, and his back was hairy." ”

The fat man lit the torch and was about to circle around, when he suddenly heard Zhang Qixun "shh ”

Without hesitation, the fat man shoved the head of the torch into the crack in the stone and squeezed it out.

The whole space was plunged into a dead silence, and it felt like it was being held in a light-absorbing cover, and the visual senses seemed to be stripped away by something.

After the eyes couldn't see, the corresponding hearing and touch were suddenly doubled, and a few drizzles fell on the back of his neck, and the sudden coldness made the hairs on Wu Xie's neck rise.

"Listen, they're in the rain." Zhang Qixun's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of alarming something.

It? Still?

Wu Xie and the two of them immediately listened attentively, and found that the fine and dense stumbling around them was not all the sound of rain, but more like some kind of creature with countless tentacles wriggling on the stone, rubbing out, covered by the sound of rain, and moving quickly towards the area where they were.

"What's that?" The fat man asked.

Zhang Haixing leaned over quietly, "A kind of insect, the kind of color-changing soft-shell insect in the rain." ”

Everyone remembered that when the King of Wannu appeared before, there was no movement, and his figure was hidden by some kind of chameleon insect crawling with the water.

Zhang Qixun looked up at the roof of the cave, and the irregular stones seemed to be shrouded in fluttering mist, constantly wriggling and changing between gray, blue, black and white, like patches of overlapping and alternating mosaics.

He gasped, "We have worms all over our heads, all crawling out of the hollowed-out holes in the roof of the cave, where they are the nest. ”

"Quick, they must get out of here as soon as possible before they merge into a wave of worms." Zhang Qixun lit a cold firework and whispered to everyone.

The firelight lit up, and in just a moment's effort, countless "stalagmites" that protruded downward had appeared on the top, like a beehive hanging on the cliff, the tip of the nest at the bottom was crumbling, and the swarm of insects on it was still crawling down the line.

As far as the eye can see, the top of the stone cave outside the bronze gate is all covered with live insect stakes.

Zhang Qixun immediately decided, "Run ahead!" ”

Everyone hurriedly grabbed their backpacks, took their weapons that could still be used, stepped on the rubble all over the ground, and stumbled to the other end of the cave.

The wind brought by running blows in my ears, and the adrenaline rushes, and at this moment my mind is extremely clear, and all the illusions caused by the bell are gone.

After running a few hundred meters, the cliff they had first descended appeared in front of them.

Zhang Haixing understood at a glance, it turned out that she had jumped into the trap from the beginning, and they had never left here from beginning to end, so she couldn't help glaring at Zhang Qixun viciously.

The insect tide was behind her ass, and everyone was anxious at this time, and no one paid attention to her little emotions.

"What now, climb up?" The fat man grabbed the climbing rope he left behind when he came down and made a gesture to climb up.

Looking back, the insect nests had piled up thicker than the golden silk nanmu pillars outside the main burial chamber, and some of them had collapsed and were lying on the ground like burnt ashes.

Hundreds of billions of insects were densely packed and rushed towards the four of them like colorful red tides, and the scalps of those who watched were tense.

The sound of squirming made people scratch all over their bodies, and Wu Xie seemed to have felt insects crawling on his body.

There was a feather caressing tingling tingle on the exposed arms, and when he looked closely, Nima, it seemed that some of those insects had already chased from the top, and the cliff in front of him was full of wriggling mosaics, and his two arms had climbed the most, and they had begun to greedily suck his blood.

Looking at the fat man again, Wu Xie Deng had the illusion that he was going to be blind, and he almost threw up.

The fat man's legs, back, and neck were full of red bumps the size of fingernails, densely packed together, like strings of pomegranate fruits that were bright and red, and they were all piled up into a bun on Shakyamuni's head.

"Fatty!" He yelled and reminded, "You're full of bugs, burn them on fire!" ”

He saw that there were almost no insects on the fat man's hand with the cold fireworks, and it was obvious that this kind of insect was afraid of fire.

The fat man listened to his reminder, turned his head to look, and immediately scolded and slapped it, and a slap was the blood of his hand, "Dog, tell you to suck the fat man's water of life, and Lao Tzu will kill you." ”

After a few strokes, he found that something was wrong, why was his palm so hard?

Turning over his hand, his palms were also crawling with insects, he hurriedly came to the flames to burn, the scorching temperature of the fire almost instantly roasted the soft shell of the insects, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt protein, the whole large slaughter scene.

Crackling, the dead bugs fell off and fell at the feet, but more bugs came forward and scrambled to roll up, and the fat man's calves were quickly submerged.

Zhang Haixing had already climbed to the stone mountain, and the insects had not climbed there for the time being.

It may be because of the half-hanging Qilin blood, the transparent soft shell of the insects on Wu Xie's body is not so swollen, and some even began to spontaneously retreat to the side after tasting the smell of his blood.

"It's almost too late." As soon as Wu Xie saw that there was a door, he immediately shouted, "Bloodletting, I just ran for so long, my blood should be useful." ”

As soon as he pulled out the dagger and put it on his arm, a handful of hot rain with the salty smell of blood, and the heavenly maiden sprinkled it on the faces of Wu Xie and the fat man like scattered flowers.

The beetle, which was originally arrogant and domineering, only devoured the consciousness of reproduction in its life, began to instinctively avoid the blood spots that were sprinkled on it.

"There's a hair." Zhang Qixun slapped his dagger away, "There are so many insects, it's not enough for you to put yourself as a human to do it." ”

"What then? You can't keep bleeding. Wu viciously trampled all the fallen insects into mud.

"Don't panic, climb to the stone mountain first." Zhang Qi escorted him to the stone mountain where Zhang Haixing stood, and then turned around to help the fat man clean up the remaining insects.

Several large handfuls of blood were smeared on it, and the insects immediately walked as fast as if they had seen a ghost, and disappeared into the cracks of the gravel in the blink of an eye.

"My blood can be carried for a while, hurry up." Zhang Qixun urged.

The fat man scolded secretly and climbed up with the stones, and Wu Xie grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

There was a needle-like bloody wound on almost every inch of the exposed skin on the fat man's body, and after the insect was separated, the paralysis faded, and the pain made him jump to his feet, as if all the embroidery needles that Mama Rong tortured were pierced on his body.

Seeing that the fat man had arrived at a safe place, Zhang Qixun squeezed out the blood again, forced back a wave of insect tides, and also climbed the stone mountain.

As soon as he stood firmly, before he could speak, the small stone mountain under his feet shook suddenly.

Everyone froze, not daring to move, and the breath that didn't have time to breathe out was stuck in their throats.

"Both, don't, move." Zhang Qixun gestured very slowly.

In the next second, a loud sneeze spewed out of the fat man's mouth, "Ahh!!h ”

The fat man's flesh trembled three times, and the small stone mountain under their feet also began to tremble.

“…… ! Everyone looked at the fat man with grief and indignation.

"Ahh

The crowd is already dead, desperate, and rotten—it's no wonder.

Already having a premonition of what was going to happen next, Zhang Qixun grabbed a person with one hand for a quarter of a second, shouted "jump", and took the lead in jumping down the small stone mountain.

It's a pity that the speed of the collapse of the stone pile was too fast, and in an instant, Wu Xie, who was standing in the center, was swept in.

Once again, the rustling insect tide attacked.

The fat man who had already jumped up shouted, "Even if Lao Tzu is buried by a stone, don't let the worms suck people dry." ”

The chubby body spun flexibly in mid-air, smashing into the waist of Xiaoshishan.

Zhang Qixun's stagnant expression looked like he had beeped a dog.

He was going to catch Wu Xie who was caught in the stone, but he was brought down by the sudden appearance of the fat man.

Being stimulated by them several times, Xiao Shishan was completely overwhelmed, and swallowed everyone into his stomach with a whining and wailing.

Darkness, rolling, dizziness, pain.

The fall was only a matter of a moment, and Zhang Qixun could feel that the distance they fell from was not long, only five or six meters.

The inside of this stone mountain should be empty, and the cover plate on it could not withstand the tonnage pressure of four people, and the fat man's sneeze broke the balance of force, and then it collapsed.

He could still feel the fat man pressing on his back, helping him to carry the stone and attack while exerting a pressure of nearly one hundred and seventy pounds.

Zhang Qixun silently swallowed the smell of blood in his throat, his hand twisted into an extreme bend under the squeeze of the stone to touch the fat man, and just touched his neck, and found that his breathing was quite gentle, and he should have just fainted.

Relieved, he calmed down and listened to the sound of a heartbeat or heavy breathing, only to hear a faint sound of hitting a stone.

[Alive?] ]

It was Wu Xie's knocking words, Zhang Qixun was happy in his heart, and he also held a stone to knock on Morse code, [Where are you?] ]

[Fat man faints, how are you?] ]

He can only guess the similar meaning of knocking on the words by tacit understanding, and if he imitates it, he can't express too specific meanings, in case the transmission is wrong, so he knocks on the Morse code of Wu Xie.

Wu Xie was also judging Zhang Qixun's direction, so Zhang Qixun deliberately knocked a few more paragraphs to clarify the situation between himself and the fat man.

[In the direction of your eleven o'clock, Zhang Haixing and I are together, judging that there is breath, but it may not be very good.] ]

Wu Xie also changed the Morse code to knock.

[How are you?] Zhang asked in pursuit.

The two of them fell first, and they fell the deepest, and it is estimated that the injuries were not light.

Wu Xie hesitated, but still told the truth, [I can't feel it when my left leg is pressed, and I have a slight dislocation in my right hand, and I have been reset.] ]

Zhang Qixun quickly knocked a few times, [Wait for me to come.] ]

Wu Xie silently retracted his hand on his stomach, rubbed his sore wrist with the other hand, and then took out a roll of gauze from the small pocket inside the jacket and pulled it to plug the bloody hole on Zhang Haixing's head.

This woman protected him when she fell, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she saved him after all, otherwise it was him who was bleeding from his head at this time.

Zhang Qixun's eyes were not affected in the darkness, he moved the stone to prop up an area for the fat man, and then continued to grope into the gap in the stone near his left hand.

The space below this is not small, and there is room for breathing because of the big stones, which is a blessing in misfortune.

As he touched it, he suddenly touched a chain, which was iron.

He realized something instantly, and silently recited a few words of the Buddha's name in his heart, and then knocked on Wu Xie's words, [Find a mechanism chain, this should be what they built on purpose, there is space underneath. ]

Wu Xie listened sideways, understood what he meant, and said: [Let's go.] ]

Anyway, even if they climb out, there are still Lypi worms waiting outside, so it is better to survive in a desperate situation and find a new way to survive.

[Okay.] ]

Hearing the countdown knocked out by Zhang Qixun, Wu Xie sped up and wrapped the remaining gauze around Zhang Haixing's head.

[…… Three, two, one. ]

The iron chain rubbed and twitched, and there was a creak, and the two people who were awake only felt that there was an emptiness underneath, and even the stones and people fell down.

There is not room for vertical falls, but a long, stepped slope below.

After a lot of rolling and climbing, when Wu Xie's soul flew out of the sky to sing to himself, he slammed it on a human flesh cushion with a gorgeous bang.

There was a bang, and the stones above fell immediately.

As soon as Wu Xie was about to adjust his posture to protect his head, he was grabbed by a strong hand on his shoulder, and dragged him to the corner of the corner of the steps with a wide meat pad underneath.

In the darkness, I only felt that there were stones crackling and rolling down the steps, the heavy ones directly touching the bottom, and the lighter ones flying out.

The sound lasted for about half an hour, Wu Xie's knees were against a stone, and he estimated that the stone fort above should have all collapsed, and the stairs were also firmly blocked.

Feeling a little crowded, Wu Xie moved in the opposite direction, and immediately heard a series of clattering sounds from the side of his legs, and cold sweat immediately broke out.

He was really afraid of this kind of serial fart-like death.

Zhang Qixun was clinging to the wall behind him, sensing his nervousness, patted him on the shoulder, and turned on the pocket light embedded in his collar.

The moment he saw the light, Wu Xie almost cried out with a "Wang", it was not easy for Taite Niang.

"It's fine, just some dead people's bones." Zhang Qixun said softly.

Wu Xie hurriedly turned his head and found that Zhang Qixun was sitting on a skeleton in order to make room for himself.

The fat man and Zhang Haixing also shrank in the arms of a skeleton, looking half-dizzy and half-awake.

This situation and this scene, what a funny one. (End of chapter)