The ghostly procession appeared on the mountain, passing in front of us and behind. I raised my head nervously, and found to my horror that the ghost sandworms beside me had disappeared!
Suddenly, my already tense nerves were pulled to the limit immediately, and I hurriedly turned around to search for it.
From this look, I almost exclaimed, and hurriedly covered my mouth tightly. His eyes were round, and the atmosphere was staring at the line, not daring to pant, and was drifting towards the end of the line on the left side of the ridge.
I saw that behind the line of people, there was a group of sneaky black shadows quickly approaching them. Isn't it the ghost sandworm that brought me here
What does it want to do? ... Does it want to mix in that group
Soon, this idea of mine received a positive response.
After the ghost sandworm caught up with the line, it didn't cause any confession, and smoothly mixed into it, and fell into the last position of the line.
At this time, under my heart beating wildly, I saw it turned its head back, and after a few granulation shoots trembled, they pointed to the front, as if to remind me: Let me follow him quickly!
I hesitated, gritted my teeth, and stuck the flashlight to my waist. Holding the saber with one hand and pressing the cold snow with one hand, he didn't dare to walk directly from the ridge. Following my position, I followed carefully.
However, I didn't dare to get too close, and always kept a sufficient distance from them.
This mountain is actually not big, and it is a lonely mountain. When I came, I estimated that the horizontal length is about seven or eight miles, surrounded by water on three sides.
Except for Sister Zhang and their village, there are people living in this area, and the other sides are wasteland.
Sister Zhang said that these two wastelands are difficult to cultivate, and the soil is extremely barren. When the river is in flood season, it is often flooded by floods.
It's just that every inch of land is worthy!
Even with so many harsh environmental factors, these two areas are still fully utilized by the people in their villages. A large flat land was opened halfway up the mountain and used as a cemetery.
I have now followed the ridge line and came to the cemetery to the east.
There are many cypress and pomegranate trees specially planted by locals for their ancestors. In the shade of the trees, I hid behind the trees, condescendingly looking through the gaps between the trees, and saw the line coming down from the ridge, like puppets, standing neatly in the center of the cemetery, motionless.
The fog-like body is very conspicuous in the snow, and the tombstones of different heights make me feel like a cold air on my back: Are these things waiting for anyone
Is it that He Bo? I was trembling a little uncomfortably, bit the saber in my mouth, rubbed my hands vigorously, it was useless, and my body was still shaking.
The "ghost" below was still pestering quietly on the spot. Suddenly, I heard a loud sound in the graveyard, like the sound of rubbing the ground when an iron chain was pulled.
I hurriedly hid myself and looked down.
I saw the group of'ghosts' in the graveyard. At this moment, they seemed to have received some order. They floated and stood in two rows, and a strange sense of solemnity was pressing on them.
I hesitately thought: What kind of'person' do they... seem to be welcoming
The strange sound of iron chains that broke Xueye's silence, after seven or eight minutes of creepy sounding, suddenly became unusually clear.
At this moment, I saw that the snow between the bodies of the two ghosts seemed to be slowly sinking downwards. The surrounding snow also vibrated slightly.
This amplitude is very small, but it is strangely consistent with the frequency of the clattering chain sound.
If it weren't for me staring at that place attentively and watching it for so long, it would be difficult to find this phenomenon.
My heart tightened suddenly: In that place, there seems to be an understatement? There seems to be someone underneath, dragging a very heavy object up with an iron chain.
The sound of the iron chain became louder and louder, and at this moment, it suddenly disappeared without a trace.
I was secretly wondering in my heart, and a sudden voice frightened me: "Fuck, a bunch of useless idiots! Wangling, roll over to Laozi and pull the iron plate away!"
I have been reluctant to admit the fact that the ghost sand silkworm is the tomb of the king!
But when this sound sounded, the ghost sandworm standing at the end of the line had drifted to the center of the vibration, crawling on the ground, sweeping away the snow.
There was a blue-black ground underneath, but after he used his body to squirm on it, I found out at this moment that there was an iron plate like a well cover. The upper part was covered with a layer of cloth of the same color as the surrounding ground, camouflaging the manhole cover.
There were many holes on the iron plate, and the ghost sand silkworm probed the granulation into those holes. After the muffled sound of'long', a dark hole was exposed.
Immediately afterwards, a pale human hand stretched out from underneath.
That hand seemed to have been soaking under the water for a long time. After coming out, it grabbed at the upper side, as if grabbing the granulation of the ghost sandworm, and shouted: "Damn, you trash, what are you still stunned! Quickly! Pull Lao Tzu up!"
As soon as the ghost sandworm moved back, a person covered in water turned up from the bottom.
I couldn't see the person's specific appearance, but found that he was carrying a rusty iron box in one hand, and the rotten bottom, connected to a thick black iron rope, was dripping water continuously.
When the man came up, he panted, knelt on the snow, smashed the iron box on the ghost sandworm, and cursed at the surroundings: "Fuck, a bunch of trash! No use, nothing. I want Lao Tzu to do it!"
"Wangling, come here!"
The ghost sandworm floated over, and the man kicked him head-on, causing him to let out a howl of pain, and sternly shouted: "Damn, where did you die just now? Did you go back to see that fuck? Really he? Damn it! I tell you, you dare to see the fucking side again, believe it or not, I asked a group of people to fuck her!"
The ghost sandworm backed back, humming at the man.
The man seemed to understand what he was saying, patted the iron box with his hand, and hummed triumphantly: "Hehe, my good brother, haven't you figured it out until today? My father adopted you back then. , Just want to raise a good obedient dog for me! You really think of yourself as a big brother, idiot!"
A flash of lightning flashed in my mind, and I instantly understood the identity of this man: He turned out to be the magic stick Li Lang! How could he appear here? What is the box in your hand for
Could it be that the He Bo that Wang Ling said was actually Li Lang
I am not sure!
The groaning sound of the ghost sandworm was louder, and at this moment it floated forward two steps far.
Li Lang was taken aback by him, put his hand on the iron box, and shouted sharply: "Damn, what do you want to do?"
At this time, the ghost sandworm turned around and looked at me. The fleshy membrane opened and closed, as if it was telling me to go down!
I was taken aback and cursed secretly: Damn it!
Immediately I saw that Li Lang, who had crawled out of the hole, had already cautiously looked at me and knew that he couldn't hide it.
"Who is there!"
Sure enough, Li Lang underneath was very alert. After looking at the woods for a few times, he immediately shouted. At the moment, those'ghosts' standing motionless in the graveyard floated towards the woods one after another.
I took a deep breath in the cold air with ice and snow, knowing it well: If two ghosts and sandworms came over, I might be able to cope with it.
But many ants kill elephants! These dozen or so come here together, I definitely can't please!
Right now, the only chance of victory is to jump down before these things surround me and subdue Li Lang below!
"His grandma's, it's your grandfather and I am here!" I yelled, boldly, and directly came for a run-up, leaped out of the woods, and pounced forward, directly above his head.
I am recruiting a trapeze, looking directly at Li Lang who is stupid underneath!
For a while, he just raised his neck and stared at me as if I was a hen. When my body fell down, he later realized that he reacted with a scream of'Yeah' and wanted to hide.
It's just that, after all, his reaction was half a beat slow.
As soon as he was able to make a move, he shifted his upper body to the side, and I smashed his two legs to the side. With a click, he made a trembling cracking sound of his gums, and this guy screamed in a terrible voice. Get up... (End of this chapter)