The next day, after making enough preparations, Chen Tuwa took the Tianzijian to the place agreed with Ding Yang on the phone last night.
It was a relatively remote bar.
When Chen Tuwa came there, she found that not far outside the bar was surrounded by a blue partition with the words "under construction", which completely cut off the original two-lane road, making this road rarely visited by people. The streets are becoming more deserted.
It was about eight o'clock in the morning when Chen Tuwa arrived here. Nanchu City is in the rush hour for work, and all roads are blocked, but there is still no one in sight here.
After entering the bar, Ding Yang was already inside.
Seeing Chen Tuwa coming, a relieved smile appeared on his face in Chinese characters.
"It's so early, haven't you had breakfast yet? Why don't you order something, I'll treat you."
Ding Yang pointed to the bartender who was lazily wiping his glass on the bar counter.
It was fine if he didn't mention the treat, but when he mentioned it, Chen Tuwa remembered how he was raped by this guy yesterday, and she felt a little annoyed.
"No need, I've already eaten rice." He stiffened his neck and refused firmly: "Hurry up if you want to do anything, I have to go to the hospital to visit my dad today."
"Originally, this work will start after a week, but it just so happens that I don't trust those experts, so I talked to my friend yesterday, and today we will do it alone."
Seeing Chen Tuwa being so forthright, Ding Yang also had a look of pride: "Let's go!"
"Wait a minute, don't you bring anything?"
Chen Tuwa frowned when she looked at Ding Yang, who was empty-handed.
"What do you want to bring?"
"Touch the golden talisman, the black donkey's hoof, etc..." Tuwazi said uncertainly.
Although she has no experience or knowledge of tomb robbing, under the influence of her classmate who especially likes horror movies and novels, Chen Tuwa has also heard of the Dou knowledge mentioned in some novels.
For example, what touches the gold captain, ghost blows the lamp, cock crows but does not touch gold, etc...
"It's not that I touch the gold captain, how can I touch the gold talisman; the black donkey's hoof is because you have watched too many movies. If you are broken, a bowl of black dog blood is more useful than that thing."
Ding Yang sneered, and patted his chest confidently: "I carry all the really useful things close to my body, such as multi-functional and variable paratrooper knives, high-strength polymer nylon ropes, portable titanium alloy hooks that can be opened, and special fluorescent lights. Sprays, a strong-beam flashlight made in Germany, the legendary amulet consecrated by the eighth-generation abbot of Baolin Temple, and an engineering shovel and candles in my car outside!"
Chen Tuwa was stunned. To him, a country boy who had been in the countryside for the first half of his life, these things with long names always sounded vaguely serious.
"That talisman is a lie, absolutely a lie! I can't feel any power on it at all!"
The emperor on the side was still barking his teeth and claws to add to the chaos. It was not easy for Chen Tuwa to punish her in front of other people in this kind of place - after all, except for him, no one else could see the emperor.
All in all, after realizing that Ding Yang came prepared, Chen Tuwa discussed with him some code of conduct for a while, then followed him to the car to pick up some other necessities, and then climbed over the isolation zone together , The tunnel excavated from the construction site went to the rumored tomb.
At present, only a prototype of the tunnel has been dug out. Although the support and other structures have been completed, there are no stairs. Walking in the dark, one foot is deep and the other is shallow, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.
There used to be lights here, and the power supply was connected from the outside, but after successive accidents, even the lights inside were broken, and no one knows how the light bulbs broke until now.
"The construction workers have been frightened by the continuous accidents. Although they can transfer people from other construction sites to work, as long as the accidents don't stop, the project here will still not progress."
Ding Yang, who was walking in front, did not forget to explain: "A little further on is where the tomb is... The last time the workers brought me here, they refused to go any further. It is said that the workers who crossed this area were punished They suffered a certain degree of injury, and now they are all lying in the hospital, and the construction party paid no less than 500,000 yuan for the medical expenses alone."
While talking, they saw the so-called tomb not far ahead.
As far as Tu Wazi is concerned, it is not so much a tomb as it is more like the courtyard walls and gates of a wealthy family that are often seen in martial arts dramas. The only difference is that the stone lions placed at the entrance of this tomb are not town houses. It's a creature that Tuwazi can't recognize, probably something from a myth.
"There are still red lanterns... What was this family thinking when they were buried?" Tuwazi muttered curiously.
But immediately he found that Ding Yang's footsteps had stopped at some point.
With the help of the flashlight, one could see that Ding Yang's Chinese-character face was full of fear and distortion at the moment, and even his body was trembling faintly.
"What's wrong?"
"No... no! It wasn't like this the last time I came here!"
Ding Yang held his head, his eyes were full of panic: "It was just an ordinary tomb before, and the entrance was just a very ordinary hole dug out!"
As a person who was only half a step away from stepping into the door of the cultivation world, when faced with all this, he was unexpectedly unable to notice the slightest abnormality beforehand, which undoubtedly gave him a big blow.
"Indeed, there are some evil doors here."
Even the Son of Heaven stopped being funny at this moment, but stared solemnly at the two vermilion gates and said, "If the Tao is not enough, it's better not to get involved with this kind of thing."
Having said that, even Tuwazi felt a little creepy.
And after the excitement of hunting for novelty passed, he calmed down and found something strange.
If it had been buried in the ground all year round, why would the vermilion door look brand new and bright like a floor that had just been waxed; the lanterns were just as freshly pasted as if they had just been pasted, without the shriveled feeling after years of drying.
"In short, in short," he swallowed, trying to calm himself down: "Let's go out first and discuss the long-term."
Naturally, Ding Yang would not object.
Just when they were about to leave, the red lanterns in front of the door suddenly lit up, and then accompanied by a long and piercing "creaking" sound, the two vermilion doors more than three meters high opened inexplicably.
However, there is nothing to be seen behind the door, even with a bright flashlight, there is only a thick darkness.
The ominous premonition became stronger, which made Tuwazi turn around and run away without any hesitation.
It's just that it's too late.
The darkness that flowed from the door soaked the entire space, even if you turned your head, you couldn't find the way you came from. No matter how you ran backwards, it was like running in place, and the distance from the weird door was not even a little bit.
All of this is simply...
"It's like a nightmare."
Chen Tuwa sighed for a long time, and gave up the useless work.
There is no doubt that there are only two choices for myself now.
One is to stay outside the door and wait for the changes, or to die; but to enter the door to find a way to escape, or to die.
Holding the strap of the mountaineering bag tightly, he took a deep breath and decided to die.
"Wait, I'll go too!" At this moment, Ding Yang finally cheered up again, stood up hurriedly, followed behind Chen Tuwa, and entered the weird door with him...