After just a few seconds, a Wugui Sect disciple could no longer bear the mental pressure and suddenly screamed and ran forward!
The crowd that was still barely calm suddenly lost control in an instant, and everyone ran away like crazy. Lao Diao, who was the last to start, reached out and grabbed Fan Chongyi after running two steps, and carried him on his back before rushing forward again.
Although Lao Diao was carrying a person on his back, he always felt that in the shadow that was pressing behind him, there was a hand reaching behind his back again and again, trying to drag him into the endless darkness. At that time, Lao Diao didn't care about anything. He only knew that he had to move forward and leave everyone behind. Only in this way could he survive.
However, Fan Chongyi on Lao Diao's back kept tightening the arm around his neck. In just a moment, Lao Diao felt his chest became tight. He wanted to grab Fan Chongyi's arm, but he did not dare to let himself. Slow down your steps a little. At this time, any step you take will be turned into "the past" and completely obliterated.
"Let go!" Lao Diao couldn't bear it any longer. As he roared loudly, his legs suddenly sank to the ground. He used his feet to leap into the air, stepped on the head of the person in front of him, and flew away in two steps. When he was about to fall, he realized that he had jumped out of the range of Qingshi Avenue. The place where he took off was a cliff, and there was nothing else visible except the dark abyss under his feet.
If Lao Diao is given another chance, he will definitely not jump with all his strength, but now the force he sends out is already overwhelming, and it is too late to turn around in the air. Although Lao Diao's last movement is to turn around, he With just a twist of the head, the person has fallen into the endless abyss.
Lao Diao clearly remembered that when he was tumbling in the air, he saw all the disappeared people standing on the edge of the cliff, one by one with their hands clasped, their bodies upright, their faces half raised in the air, but their eyes looking indifferently. , their eyes were like looking at two prey that had fallen into a trap, proud and cold.
Lao Diao just met their eyes for a moment and then lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he was already lying in the spacious underground palace. If there hadn't been a puddle in the underground palace, he might have been shattered to pieces.
Fan Chongyi woke up before Lao Diao. He was carefully studying the murals on the wall with a flashlight. As if he had no idea that he was in danger, Lao Diao came to Fan Chongyi and said, "Dr. Fan, what are you looking at?"
Fan Chongyi said without looking back: "This is some kind of writing, and there must be something remarkable recorded in it."
When Lao Diao looked at the mural, he was so frightened that he gasped again. The murals were all about dancing fairies in the air, but the heads of each one were removed from the neck, leaving only a headless pair. No matter how you look at the remains, they look like a group of dancing ghosts.
Lao Diao himself didn't know why he suddenly stared at one of the headless fairies and couldn't move his eyes away.
When Lao Diao wanted to struggle, the mural on the wall seemed to have escaped from the wall in an instant, pushed towards him, and suddenly landed on his chest. His headless neck was stuck in Lao Diao's throat. Down.
Lao Diao was so frightened that he took two steps back before finally regaining his composure. He stretched out his hand and touched himself until he found that there was nothing unusual about him. Only then did he look at the wall again, but the headless figure on the wall The fairy disappeared, leaving only a bare wall.
"Where is the painting? Where did the painting go?" Lao Diao turned to Fan Chongyi and shouted: "Did you see that painting just now?"
"What painting?" Fan Chongyi was talking to Lao Diao, but he lowered his head and quickly memorized something, without even looking at Lao Diao.
Lao Diao suddenly became anxious and grabbed Fan Chongyi's shoulders and forced him to turn around: "It's on the wall over there..."
Lao Diao was only halfway through his words when he saw a headless Fan Chongyi.
Fan Chongyi's voice came out from his empty neck: "Please wait for a while until I finish writing this down..."
Lao Diao didn't hear what Fan Chongyi said at all. His eyes subconsciously glanced at the notebook in Fan Chongyi's hand. There was only a piece of bright red writing on it. Before Lao Diao could see clearly what was written in the notebook, his eyes went dark. passed.
When Lao Diao woke up again, he had returned to the grotto where he first entered the robbery cave. At this time, most of the grotto had collapsed, and the ground was full of fallen gravel. The original robbery cave was gone.
Before Lao Diao could figure out what was going on, he was rescued by the archaeological team members who came from outside. The archaeological team member told him that there had been a slight earthquake just now, and he and Fan Chongyi were both hit by stones and fell unconscious in the cave.
Lao Diao wanted to ask something at that time, but his eyes caught sight of a figure standing at the door. It was the assistant that Fan Chongyi had brought into the secret cave.
The man looked at Lao Diao from a distance and suddenly disappeared from his sight. When Lao Diao wanted to find someone again, the leader of the archaeological team had already walked in.
Lao Diao suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "How are Dr. Fan and his assistant? Are they okay?"
The man replied: "Dr. Fan was hit on the head by a stone just like you, and he is still unconscious. The doctor said that the situation is not optimistic. His assistant Xiao Zhao, who ran over to report the news to us, was just injured. I'm slightly injured, and I'm currently taking care of Dr. Fan. You can rest in peace and recuperate while the team works..."
Lao Diao didn't listen to what the other party was saying at all, and his head was buzzing.
He saw with his own eyes that Fan Chongyi had lost his head, and he also saw with his own eyes that Xiao Zhao and the few Wugui Sect disciples he had found all fell into the darkness and disappeared out of thin air. Why did they come back
The more Lao Diao thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. When he finally felt a little sleepy, he suddenly felt that there was someone else beside the bed. Lao Diao instinctively put his hand under the pillow, but his heart felt cold.
People in the Jianghu are always alert even when they are sleeping. There are either daggers or short guns hidden under their pillows. When something unexpected happens, the first thing they do is reach out and touch under the pillow.
Lao Diao didn't touch the dagger but opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Xiao Zhao standing beside the bed. He was like he was on the edge of an abyss, with his hands in front of him and his eyes expressionlessly lowered. Looking at Lao Diao, his eyes were also cold and ruthless with pride.
"Ah" Lao Diao screamed and kicked the opponent, but the opponent flew a few meters away from Lao Diao's leg like a piece of paper and stood quietly at the door.
Lao Diao turned over and jumped out of bed. He picked up the stool beside the bed and threw it at the window. As soon as the wooden stool flew out of his hand, people followed the stool and rushed to the window.
The wooden stool broke out of the window, and Lao Diao followed the stool and jumped out of the window, falling to the ground together with the glass flying in the sky.
When he looked back, Xiao Zhao appeared at the window again, still maintaining his original posture, looking down at Lao Diao.
After Lao Diao took one look at it, he crawled out of the hospital and never returned to the archaeological team again.
Lao Diao said this in one breath before he stopped and asked me for a pipe: "After that, I never saw Fan Chongyi again, and I don't know what happened to him. I didn't know until I met him in prison. , he’s not dead either.”
I asked in a deep voice: "Is the grotto where you came out from the underground palace the place where you first entered?"
"No!" Lao Diao took a deep breath of smoke and said, "Although I only glanced at the wall, I dare to conclude that it was not the grotto where we entered and exited the underground palace at that time. The hole in the wall was not a robbery hole. After we came out, we were moved to another place. I have been in the Wugui Sect for so many years, and I still have this bit of vision."
I thought for a while and said, "Did you ever go back later?"
"I've been back!" Lao Diao said, "I dare not not go back because I have this in me!"
Lao Diao violently tore off his clothes, revealing the headless goddess tattooed on his chest. The goddess's neck was stuck under his throat.
I looked at Lao Diao's tattoo in shock. The headless goddess in Dunhuang style covered almost half of Lao Diao's body. Even with current tattooing technology, it would be impossible to do it in just a few strokes. Even if the tattooist can endure the severe pain of the steel penetrating into the skin, it will still take several hours to tattoo this headless goddess on the body.
Going back thirty years, there was no such tattoo technology in China, and tattoo craftsmen were very rare. They could only use fine needles to slowly tattoo the pictures on the body, and they also needed to take into account the issues of hemostasis and anti-inflammation. Just from the perspective of time, , it is difficult to explain the sudden appearance of this tattoo.
I reached out and touched Lao Diao a few times: "How long have you been unconscious in the secret cave?"
"I don't know!" Lao Diao shook his head and said, "But it will definitely not take more than four hours. The archaeological team has very strict management. If we don't show up within seven or eight hours, even if no one reports, the archaeological team will come out to find someone."
I nodded and said, "How did you do after you escaped from the hospital?"
Lao Diao took a deep breath of smoke and said: "I came out of the hospital, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. If I had been given a little more time, I might have been able to figure out the key, but the dead people came here one by one. Come to the door in the morning."
After Lao Diao ran out of the hospital, he didn't know where he should run. He couldn't tell himself whether he ran over to his house out of instinct or for some other reason, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw the Wugui Sect disciples standing in his yard.
The man was standing just under the door lamp, half of his body was immersed in the dim light, and half of his body was hidden in the shadow beside the door. The light and shadow separated the person into two sides right from the center of his eyebrows.