Her voice suddenly caught in her throat.
That's not Zhan Beiye!
It is impossible for Zhan Beiye to stand opposite her without saying a word!
Zhan Beiye is not as thin as this "thing"!
Meng Fuyao retreated hastily.
She retreated like a flash of electricity, retreating through the darkness to the direction she came from, the faint black smoke was slightly turbulent by her rapidly flying back figure, the curtain was quietly lifted, revealing a little scene Outline.
Meng Fuyao saw the glimmering thread, and yelled sharply, "Slaying the Sky" inserted into the seemingly invisible thread, and chopped it off!
The black mist was split apart soundlessly, Meng Fuyao rushed out, and before the smoke gathered again, he managed to get out of the mist layer.
The foreground suddenly changed.
It vaguely looks like a tomb, with murals on the top of the head and around it. It is a picture scroll of a prosperous age. Sacrifice, hunting, war, and a large man with a double-headed snake painted on his arm emerges from the huge belly of the mountain. The army, they drove away the snakes, bats and some strange beasts, and the sword rain shot by those troops covered the entire mountain range like a dark cloud.
This was probably a painting of the story of the Great Gun clan being conscripted by the imperial court. Meng Fuyao glanced away and then looked away. He saw a pool in the room, surrounded by lotus railings, and there were terracotta warriors holding halberds at the four corners. Meng Fuyao lit the fire folder, and saw that there were many small pits densely covered in the ground, which must be mechanism formations.
She held up the fire folder to look around, but still didn't see anyone, Zhan Beiye, Ji Yu, and the thing she touched just now seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
In this deep, treacherous and asynchronous mechanism of the thousand-year-old tomb, all the people who accompanied you suddenly disappeared, leaving you alone to face the unknown road ahead—that kind of feeling made even the bold Meng Fuyao tremble.
However, she ordered herself to calm down in an instant. In any case, with Zhan Beiye's strength, no one could kill him instantly. Anxiously looking for her.
The designers of this tomb combined the essence of the Han and Gun tomb designs, and were especially good at mind control tactics. The moment they stepped into the tomb, they must have fallen into the opponent's curse formation.
Since it is a formation, there is nothing that cannot be broken, Meng Fuyao simply extinguished the precious fire pockets, and waited quietly with the faint light on the ground.
There were some crystal beads scattered on the ground, reflecting tiny shimmers of light, Meng Fuyao looked at those glittering and bright things, and suddenly felt a thump in his heart.
She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't remember what was wrong for a while.
If something suddenly disappears in a flash of lightning, the best way is to go back to memory.
She slowly thought about what she was thinking just now.
Beads... Reflective...
reflective...
A flash of light flashed in Meng Fuyao's mind, and the hairs all over Meng Fuyao exploded.
right! reflective!
Just now she lit the fire pocket in the thick fog, and the fire pocket reflected her livid face, and she clearly remembered that livid color—the question is, how did she see her own face
That means, there is a mirror on the opposite side!
However, there was no mirror in the tomb that I saw just after rushing out of the thick fog.
Could it be that at this moment, she has changed her position? The place she is standing now is not the tomb she entered at the beginning
Meng Fuyao took a deep breath, and lit the torch again. There was no coffin in this tomb, and all kinds of funerary objects were piled up on all sides, agate bottles, crystal cups, coral tree gold and silver products, and some large and small clay pots. Go, want to observe the wall.
Suddenly someone from behind gently put her shoulder on her shoulder, and her breath brushed her hair.
Meng Fuyao turned around in surprise, and said, "Zhan..."
From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black and slender shadow, lightly sprinkled on the ground, with two pointed heads.
That's not humanoid at all!
Meng Fuyao turned back halfway, turned around abruptly with a swipe, rushed forward without turning his head, swung his arms, and "Slaying Heaven" drew a bright arc backward, "Crack!"
The black figure behind him twisted and flicked, and with a whimper, he avoided her backhand knife with great flexibility. Meng Fuyao turned his head, his face changed in shock.
It was a gigantic double-headed cliff snake beyond imagination!
It was said to be one, but in fact it should be two. This kind of snake that likes to be twisted together is also in a group of two this time, and the two are twisted into one and a half thick. Standing upright, the height is higher than Meng Fuyao. Two heads, two heads underground, four heads and eight cold snake eyes fixed on Meng Fuyao.
It turned out that there was a double-headed cliff snake king snake in this tomb. It seemed to be a male and a female. No wonder the double-headed cliff snake didn't bite her in the cave before, and the food had to be left to the ancestors.
Meng Fuyao swung the knife horizontally, the light of the knife was like water, half of her eyebrows were cold, come on, it's just two big springs, girl, I'll follow!
The snake shook its four heads, stared at Meng Fuyao, but didn't attack for a while, they kept spewing out light black smoke, Meng Fuyao looked at the mist, and suddenly realized that the mist that entangled her earlier seemed to be made by this thing.
One person and two snakes confronted each other in the cold and dark tomb. For some reason, the snake hesitated seeing her expression, but in the end it couldn't resist the natural instinct for killing in the blood. Sweep over fiercely.
It is said to be the tail, but it is actually the head, with green eyeballs flying in the air, a mouth full of sharp teeth, venom radiating, and a light green stench.
The wind was howling in the air, and in the blink of an eye the snake's head was approaching, the mouth was wide enough to swallow a person's arc, and the crimson belly could be vaguely seen, Meng Fuyao raised his legs and flew up to meet him without flinching , a roll in the air was already under the belly of the snake, and the dagger was straightened up, trying to disembowel that thing.
The giant snake reacted extremely fast, it could actually turn back and roll in mid-air, its agility was not inferior to that of an ordinary expert, but Meng Fuyao rushed over faster than it, cutting and stabbing without saying a word, Attacked like a gust of wind, and even used the "Broken Nine Heavens" technique close to the sixth floor. The dagger glowed green, and the wind of the knife was fierce. Sparks splashed from the stone slabs it passed by, and a deep ditch was formed when it passed by far away. , and Meng Fuyao's figure is ever-changing, faster and nimbler than the soft and flexible snake that was born that day. Every time the snake moves quickly, Meng Fuyao's knife is waiting in front of it. She didn't want her to kill with real strength, and there were many bloodstains on the snake's body.
Meng Fuyao beat him viciously and abnormally, he deliberately wanted to vent all the grief and grievance he had suffered all the way on the pair of two-headed grave guard snakes.
"Tell you to screw it! A pair of damn eels!" Meng Fuyao cursed viciously, "My mother will help you untie your shoelaces!"
She slashed straight at the twisted heads of the double-headed snake with a "huh", the two ends hurriedly moved left and right, the bottom two raised up, and hissed towards Meng Fuyao, Meng Fuyao didn't even look at it and cut straight straight Chopping, there is a posture of "I will tear you apart even if I try my best to be bitten by you".
Faced with such a shrew-like attack, the two-headed snake, who had always been in tacit understanding, finally began to panic, and subconsciously split left and right. The moment the two ends separated, Meng Fuyao suddenly let go, and when a dagger fell to the ground, she split her hands and twisted each other. A snake's head kicked with its toes, and two small clay pots on the ground flew up with lightning, and they met the snake's head with a bang. Meng Fuyao immediately stuck the pot into the lotus railing.
The pot was tightly stuck in the lotus railing, the snake struggled desperately, and the other two heads kept bouncing on the ground, but they could no longer fly up.
Meng Fuyao picked up the dagger, forced it towards him with a sinister smile, and said, "I know you are not afraid of cutting two pieces at once, and if you cut two pieces, you will become four pieces, and this will be even more troublesome for me. I will trap your main head, look at your What else can the deputy head do?"
She was about to finish off the remaining two heads, when she suddenly heard the sound of something falling and falling behind her, followed by some small sounds, Meng Fuyao suddenly looked back, and saw that the pile of pottery pots had been completely empty at some point Falling to the ground, the bones rolled all over the ground, and black things slowly crawled out of the mouths of some jars.
As for the four pottery figurines at the four corners, the black pottery pieces on their bodies began to shatter slowly, peeling off piece by piece, and fell to the ground with a rustle, revealing the golden armor inside.
Meng Fuyao was dumbfounded.
It's nothing more than a cursed snake, what is this? Zongzi
Well, the Dagun family is a legendary monster family that is good at witchcraft and curses. She should have thought that there would be no normal corpses in the tomb.
It's a pity that Meng Fuyao didn't come from a tomb-robbing class, so far she hasn't seen Zongzi with her own eyes, and she hasn't developed the habit of fighting with Zongzi.
What's more, those black creatures were as big as ordinary domestic dogs, with slender limbs on the ground, and a red face that seemed human but not human. I am afraid that I will have another phantom. If I can't stay awake in this kind of place, it will be death.
So she ran away.
Kicking the snake's head to pieces with two feet, Meng Fuyao ran away, the sound of cracking behind him became louder, the temperature in the air dropped a few degrees, the snake died, but the fog became thicker, Meng Fuyao saw those clumps of The black thing crawled over, blocked in front of her, and bounced away with a snap. It turned out to be red inside, like a peeled hedgehog that I ate a few days ago.
The "hedgehogs" pounced on them, smelling fishy from afar. Behind them, the terracotta figurines gradually peeled off, and the guard in golden armor slowly raised his hand. The zongzi moved extremely stiffly, as if moving with the movements of the group of black things. , slowly raised his hands, one palm, each with a bead.
Its "eyes" slowly moved along with Meng Fuyao's figure, and the ball in his palm kept adjusting its direction slowly, just like a sniper adjusting his aim at the target in the sight glass.
Meng Fuyao was cornered.
Wherever the group of "hedgehogs" passed, the sticky red juice splashed everywhere, and there was smoke everywhere. There was a formation in the ground, and the "hedgehogs" tried to force her into the formation, and the four corners, The palms of the terracotta rice dumplings are facing her tightly. Once the direction is adjusted, she will be the sacrifice in the center of the intersection of the four beads.
With nowhere to go, Meng Fuyao suddenly jumped up.
With a single jump, she jumped into the air, slanting her body to reach the slanting branch of a coral tree in the corner, and swung over, raising her foot and kicking, gold and silver artifacts all over the place flew up and smashed towards the group of "" Hedgehog", smashed at the four terracotta figurine rice dumplings, and some scattered and smashed against the wall.
The group of black-faced and red-bellied things subconsciously gave way, and as soon as they gave way, the slowly moving palms of the terracotta figurines shrank and closed slowly.
Meng Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the wall with his back covered in cold sweat.
"Boom."
Her body suddenly emptied, and Meng Fuyao fell backwards unexpectedly. Then, she felt the wind blowing towards her face. When she raised her eyes, she saw that the black "hedgehog"-like thing that was just opposite her suddenly ran towards her, and the smelly saliva was about to drip on her forehead. , when a raised scarlet nail and long sharp claws were about to catch her eyelids.
Meng Fuyao's heart sank, my life is over!
Suddenly the black shadow in front of her eyes turned and swayed like a whirlwind, a pair of steel-like hands grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her backwards, falling into a solid place, Meng Fuyao subconsciously stabbed her, and the other party said in a deep voice, "It's me! "
The voice of Zhan Beiye.
Meng Fuyao felt relieved, almost fell again, his body was picked up by Zhan Beiye, and he shouted, "Be careful!"
Grabbing him quickly, Meng Fuyao yelled without seeing anything clearly, "Where did you go?"
"I've always been here." Zhan Beiye swung the long sword in his hand, and the light of the sword was like lightning, and replied, "I met the same thing as you."
It was only then that Meng Fuyao saw that she was in the corner of a tomb, with Zhan Beiye standing in front of her, Ji Yu and the rest of the cavalry were also there, and there were also murals on the dome, broken clay pots everywhere, and roaring black monsters At first glance, it was still the same tomb as I just saw, and it was still the same group of monsters I met, but when I looked closely, I found that there were fewer funerary objects, and there were no pottery figurines at the four corners. It was obvious that the group had changed.
She thought for a while and asked, "Is the wall flapped, or is it moving?"
"Yes," Zhan Beiye stabbed a black monster that rushed up, "We were separated as soon as we entered the tomb. The thick fog was a cover-up. During that time, the walls moved. There are probably three tombs. There are two side chambers in one main tomb, the one you just had is the side chamber."
Meng Fuyao silently wiped a monster's throat with the light of his knife, bringing out a smear of blood, and asked, "How do you know this is the main tomb?"
Zhan Beiye shook his head, "Look."
Behind the pool, there is a small door hidden. There is also a painting on the door, but the style is quite different from the traditional minority-style brushwork. The brushwork is clean and concise, and the color is plain. The Han man is leaning on the railing facing the wind, looking at the sea and the sky with his hands behind his back. With just a few strokes, the broadness, sparseness, and a smoky air of god and man in the painting are all on the wall.
Looking at the painting, Meng Fuyao suddenly remembered what he thought was wrong when he walked through the tomb passage. It turned out to be this. At that time, the bottom corner of the mural was painted with this picture. Because the style was completely different, he felt that something was wrong at first glance. Looking at it now Come on, that's the owner of the tomb.
But this person looks like a Han Chinese. How could a Han Chinese be buried in the tombs of the Da Gun clan enshrining their ancestors
At this moment, there was no time to think about it, Meng Fuyao said, "Where is the road? How to get there?"
"It is said that there is a tomb under the tomb of the Great Gun clan, deep in the empty mountain, and thousands of bones are preserved, so there should be a passage under the tomb, but I don't know if it is a waterway or a dry road." Zhan Beiye looked at the ground with a frown, and said, "These things There are too many, and most importantly, the formation is about to be activated."
It was only then that Meng Fuyao realized that as more and more black monsters were killed, their blood gradually flowed across the ground, filling the sunken pits bit by bit. The shallow ditch flows to the next one, and seeing those pits, most of them are already full.
"It's so ruthless..." Meng Fuyao took a deep breath, wasn't this intentional to put the entrant into a dilemma? If you don't kill these things, you can't live. If you kill them, you can't not bleed. Bleeding will trigger the formation, which turned out to be a dead end.
It may be possible to burn to death, but the fire fold has been taken away by bats first, and the rest is not even enough to illuminate the road, let alone burn it into a big fire.
No one dared to use the thunderbolt. If the thunderbolt was fired here, there was no guarantee that it would not collapse or trigger a formation.
The owner of this tomb has always been making two-handed arrangements—not only leaving a channel for the members of the family to survive the test, but also leaving a series of checkpoints for foreign invaders.
The tomb robbers who can enter this tomb are familiar with the allusions and will not drink the dangerous wine at first glance, but if someone is foolish or has other accidents, the wine is drunk and enters here, then there is still The final blood perfusion formation.
Meng Fuyao smiled wryly, and said, "It would be great if we were all a little bit red in the Central Plains. If we seal our throats with a sword, only one drop of blood will flow."
"It's useless." Zhan Beiye still did not hesitate to strike, "This thing is like a blood sac, and there will be a lot of blood wherever it is pierced. It was deliberately used to stab us."
"Why is there no black fog here?" Meng Fuyao suddenly noticed an abnormality, "Isn't there always been fog in the place where this thing is?"
"Ji Yu ground up the remaining tortoise shell and sprinkled it in this secret room." Zhan Beiye said, "His tortoise shell is not an ordinary tortoise shell. , the effect of warding off evil spirits is very good, it's a pity now."
"I'll pay." Meng Fuyao replied immediately, "I'll ask Yao Xun to go to the sea to look for it tomorrow."
Zhan Beiye didn't answer, he killed two monsters with a single sword, and saw that the blood was about to fill the pits on the ground, the flickering blood seemed to be alive, and suddenly said, "Fuyao, I'll hold you later Try to get past that formation, so hurry up..."
"Don't even think about it." Meng Fuyao interrupted him, "Do you think I'm a pig? If you could jump over that formation, you would have already jumped over it. You want to hug me over, but you just want to use your back as a shield , want me to rely on your sacrifice to survive? You forget it."
Zhan Beiye frowned and said, "Why are you so suspicious, woman?"
Meng Fuyao sneered, and was about to refute him when he suddenly heard a low howl from behind.
At the same time, the black wind cavalrymen were already shouting.
Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye turned their heads in unison—the Black Wind Cavalry was never surprised, what happened
Looking at the past, both of them were stunned.
In the middle of several cavalrymen, next to Ji Yu, a cavalryman shrank his body suddenly, howling in pain, his body gradually shrank into a ball, his head and feet touched together and continued to shrink, a lot of hair fell out from his head Luo Luo, the clothes on his body were torn apart little by little, and pieces of black cloth were fluttering like butterflies. Immediately, those exposed skins were also torn apart little by little, revealing bright colors of flesh and blood.
His limbs gradually shrunk, shrunk into thin claw-like things, his limbs gradually turned pale, blood seemed to be rushing to his abdomen, and his abdomen became red, his face slowly deformed, blood oozed out little by little, and the bright red disappeared in an instant It turned into black, and condensed in pieces.
The flickering flames shone on his face, his facial features were distorted, ferocious like a ferocious god walking down from a mural, a cavalryman beside him holding a fire bag saw such a face up close, his wrist trembled in shock, the fire bag almost fell to the ground, and was caught Zhan Beiye stretched out his hand to catch it.
With chills in his heart, Meng Fuyao looked at the cavalryman who was still twitching and shrinking in pain, at his lumpy body, his thin limbs, and then turned dully to the group of monsters with black skin and red abdomen below... Could it be, could it be...
"Old De, Old De!" Ji Yu tried to grab the cavalryman with his remaining hand, "Old De!"
"Don't touch him!" It was Zhan Beiye who spoke, his face was distorted in pain at this moment, he looked somewhat similar to the cavalryman, "He is poisoned!"
poisoned…
Meng Fuyao stared at the cavalryman, and suddenly recognized him as the one who refused to drink earlier.
Because of his repentance for his past misdeeds and his oath to his dead wife, he did not drink the wine in the end, so among the group of people, he was the only one who was poisoned after stepping into this tomb.
There was a trace of coldness in her heart, is this the arrangement of fate? Is this the punishment of reincarnation? How cruel to a person who sincerely atones for his sins!
Everyone stood there stunned, watching the cavalryman struggling in pain, watching him slowly, bit by bit, gradually transform into the monsters below.
Those monsters... are people.
Seeing that his companions who have been with him day and night are about to become one of those monsters and become the permanent soul body in this weird and gloomy tomb without any struggle. , a man suddenly turned around and slammed heavily on the wall.
After a long while, there was a sobbing sound from his deeply buried arm.
Such cries echoed in the empty tomb, desolate, sad, sorrowful, full of resentment for the tragic fate and powerless helplessness.
The flames flickered, and on the mural in front of him, the handsome man on the tall ship was still looking up to the sky, his eyes were far-reaching, and he was riding the wind and waves in the eternal direction unmoved.
Ji Yu stared at the completely deformed cavalry in bewilderment, and murmured, "I should force him to drink..."
Before he finished speaking, the desperately struggling cavalry howled suddenly, rolled over and jumped into the group of monsters.
Everyone was stunned.
They were all the same black mass, the same thin limbs, and the same blood-red belly—when he mixed into the crowd of monsters, they couldn't recognize their comrades anymore.
How do they make another move
Every knife may stab into the belly of the comrades who have walked along the road with hardships!
The monsters started to cheer.
They seemed to be very happy to have one more "person" in their team, so they all stopped and surrounded it.
These "people" who have been trapped in the bottom of the mountain for a long time seem to very much hope to see some new things, and dance excitedly for them.
The cavalryman fell into the group of monsters, rolled forward, and rolled to the other side of the wall. He had shrunk into a ball, but he was always holding something tightly in his arms, which was black and round.
He started to hit the wall, but he couldn't hit it because of the cruel pain of limb deformation, but those new "companions" ran over happily and bumped with him.
Everyone didn't understand what he was going to do for a while, and they all stood still and stared at him in a daze, and then heard a bang, the wall turned over, and the other side of the ear chamber appeared in a flash, and those monsters rushed in subconsciously.
The cavalryman was the last to go in, and at the last moment when the walls closed, he looked back under the protection of the monster group. It was no longer a human face, only the eyes still had a little breath of life, and there was a flash of light in the eyes, Nostalgia, farewell, loneliness, desolation... and determination.
Then, the wall closed and he was gone.
Everyone stared at him, thinking about his eyes at the last moment, thinking about him, a heroic and strong man, a man who can eat three catties of meat at a meal, and can cut off three heads with one knife, the most valiant man in battle From now on, I will bid farewell to the black wind cavalry who swept Ge Ya in the past forever, bid farewell to my normal identity, bid farewell to all my partners, friends and relatives, bid farewell to the sunshine, flowers, air and running water on the ground, shrinking into this inhuman ball , become one with this group of wretched monsters who see and hate and kill, and live forever in this dark, dirty, underground tomb that never sees the light of day and can never be reborn.
Just like that... survive
That... is too cruel.
Everyone was as frozen as dead, and a thought flashed through everyone's mind: ...it's better to die...
"boom!"
There was a low explosion sound, the tomb shook, and everyone shook.
Everyone's face was as white as snow in an instant, and Zhan Beiye slowly closed his eyes.
With a "click", an extremely slight sound, Meng Fuyao suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Not good!"
The shallow pits on the ground were full at some point. At the moment when they were shocked by the changes of their companions, they were all immersed in the grief of losing their companions, forgetting that his blood was also blood, and he had shed a lot of blood. , to shallow pits in the ground.
Their attention was focused on that group, but they subconsciously refused to remember that their companion was the same as that group of monsters at that moment, and his blood was also the best sacrifice in this pit.
Full of pits!
Zhan Beiye hugged Meng Fuyao, and almost at the moment when he stretched out his hand, there was a loud noise, the ground sank, the pool collapsed, a waist-thick hole appeared, and large clusters of water sprayed wildly. As soon as it came out, a jet of water as thick as a bucket shot up to the dome, and then shot away in all directions with a whoosh, rolling in like a giant dragon.
Almost in an instant, the water filled half of the room, everyone was scattered by the water, there was a sudden sound coming from the bottom of the water, the formation was activated in the water at the same time, and arrows shot at random, someone groaned, a piece of Immediately, the bright red diffused.
Zhan Beiye hugged Meng Fuyao tightly, and shouted, "This is the Jiugong formation! Swim according to the Jiugong footwork I taught you, and swim to the back room door!"
The back room is higher, and more importantly, there should be an exit there.
How easy is it to swim out of formation and footwork while holding a person in your arms? Meng Fuyao struggled, "Let me down, I know Jiugong footwork, let me swim by myself!"
Zhan Beiye refused to let her go, and hugged her tightly, "Fuyao, the water is too big, I can't let you break up with me!"
He sternly said, "Ah Hai, you are the best at swimming, and you are responsible for hugging Commander Ji!"
"yes!"
Zhan Beiye held Meng Fuyao in his arms, and rushed forward against the current at the head of the water. At the same time, he also had to worry about the random arrows below, leading people to swim upstream, and changing his body in the water were extremely difficult and exhausting movements, not to mention the movement in the tomb passage. He had already suffered internal injuries from the huge boulder on his body, and his face was pale before halfway through the swim, and his forehead was shining brightly, whether it was water or sweat.
Even so, he didn't slow down at all, only a slight shock when he swam more than halfway, and then immediately continued, Meng Fuyao lowered his head, saw a blood-stained ribbon floating in the water, and suddenly exclaimed, "You are injured! put me down!"
"Shut up!"
Zhan Beiye kicked hard and bounced his body. While the blood gushed out faster, he finally touched the door of the back room.
Meng Fuyao turned her head nervously, and saw the soldiers coming from behind, and it was inevitable that they would get hurt. The one who swam at the end was Ah Hai, who was carrying Ji Yu on his back. Shang shouted, "Let go of me! I'm useless, don't harm you!"
Zhan Beiye quickly untied his belt, buckled it in Meng Fuyao's hand, and buckled the other half on his wrist, and hurriedly said, "I'll pick it up." Sending Meng Fuyao up, Meng Fuyao clung to the back door, avoiding the When it reached the water in her chest, she saw a small hole at the top, which was where the door opened. She stretched her hand in and opened it without saying a word.
Stretching her hand in, what she touched was not a door-thrower or nothingness. She vaguely felt cold, thin, and silky to the touch, like a person, like the one she thought was Zhan Beiye in a certain tomb. people"!
She could even feel the sound of something breathing on the back of her hand, it was extremely subtle, but it made her whole body explode.
Meng Fuyao's heart thumped, his eyes darkened, his thoughts were over, as long as the other party moved at this moment and cut off his wrist, no one would be able to reach into this hole and open the door, and everyone would have to die here. The sky is falling apart, and the sky is falling apart, and the extreme anger is born - after such a difficult road, so many people died, and in the end, it happened at the last moment, God is too damn hateful!
She gritted her teeth, blazing with anger, she didn't care about anything in her resentment, she punched out without shrinking her wrist at all.
It doesn't matter if you are a zongzi or a ghost, no matter what you want to do, my mother will beat you to death if you meet ghosts and Buddhas!
She punched out violently, but it was as if she was hitting an empty space. The thing and the breath that seemed to be there suddenly disappeared, and she hit the dark nothingness.
Meng Fuyao was overjoyed, he didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly touched the latch, and with a "click", the door opened.
The door opened, but he couldn't withdraw his hand, the hole was too small, Meng Fuyao pulled it out fiercely, leaving a large piece of flesh to the owner of the back room.
Not caring about the burning pain on his elbow, Meng Fuyao, overjoyed, hurriedly looked back, this time looking back, he was startled.
The water level surged up to his neck, and at the rear, Ah Hai, who was carrying Ji Yu on his back, passed by the water outlet of the lotus pond, was suddenly sucked by something, and fell quickly.
The moment he fell, Ah Hai threw Ji Yu with all his strength, and threw it towards Zhan Beiye who was swimming fast.
Zhan Beiye caught Ji Yu, reached out to grab him but was in vain, A Hai was sucked down by the powerful suction of the water outlet.
Ah Hai's burly body was blocking the water outlet, the surging water was blocked, and the water level that was about to flood everyone's heads finally stabilized.
Zhan Beiye stretched out his hand to pull him, Ah Hai was startled suddenly, and then he raised his head vigorously, a strange smile appeared on his face, which seemed to be in pain and relaxed.
However, Ah Hai immediately waved his hands, tightly grasping the edge of the water outlet with both hands, and pressed there firmly, motioning everyone to hurry into the back room when the water level stopped now, how could they give up on him, Meng Fuyao stopped at the opening of the door, and quickly He said, "Take off your belt, tie it around Ah Hai's waist, and then all gather by the door. I'll call one, two, three, you all rush forward, and then pull Ah Hai over with all your might."
Immediately, someone untied his belt, swam down and tied it around Ah Hai's waist, the strange smile on Ah Hai's face reappeared, and when he looked down from the surface of the water, he saw that his face was as pale as death before, but now it was flushed again, Meng Fuyao knew that his diving time should not be too long, seeing everyone gathered around him, he immediately shouted, "Three!"
Push the door hard.
The door of the back room opened with a bang, and a large stream of water rushed over fiercely, grabbing everyone fiercely and rushing in. In the splash of water, a faint white object floated past. Meng Fuyao was hugged tightly by Zhan Beiye, His eyes hurt from being flooded, and he could only see that there was no coffin in the back room, and there was a sitting Gaowei man floating in the water, with long hair loose, green robe and white cloak, and silk sash floating in the water, as if flying.
It was just this moment of light and shadow capture, and the next second she and Zhan Beiye were hit by the water flow against the wall of the back room, where a hole was punched by the water flow, and everyone was pushed by the flood, spinning, colliding and rolling go down.
The sound of the wind is fast, and the light and shadow are spinning.
It is a torrential waterfall-like river. The river rushes forward like time, passing through dense grass, passing through underground caves, passing through deep black cliffs and passing through the burial pits of thousands of people. And the empty eye sockets silently looked at the intruders who passed through the Dagun Holy Land that no one could enter thousands of years ago. Broken bones were poked in the gravel, and some heads looked at the sky mockingly, thinking about life and death. The eternal proposition of sacrifice.
The long river bank and the forest of bones stretched for several miles. Those bones turned into white lines in Meng Fuyao's spinning, dizzy and swiftly passing field of vision. The dull and rancid smell of death, the immortal soul for thousands of years, all float in the sky above the river in the mountainside.
Zhan Beiye always held her head in his arms, and used his body to resist all the force of crushed stones, water waves, and broken bones. After identifying the direction, he miraculously held Meng Fuyao above his chest, and she and Lord Yuanbao on her chest were pressed tightly against his chest by him. In such a rushing river, he didn't drink much water.
Until they bumped into a bluestone, they found that the water had slowed down, and a gap in the cliff was looming obliquely above.
Meng Fuyao broke free, and immediately stretched out his hand to fight Beiye—he was covered with scars, and the moment he bumped into the bluestone and found his way out, the string that had been tense was loosened, and he almost lost his strength and fainted.
Staggering and standing firmly on the bluestone, Zhan Beiye panted lowly as he saw the rest of the people washed down by the water one by one, with a gratified smile in his eyes.
He picked up the cavalry one by one, pointed to the gap and said, "We came out."
Everyone gasped on the rocks, revealing the joy of the rest of their life after the catastrophe.
With a bang, the last cavalryman flowed down with the water. He was the cavalryman who had been holding Ah Hai all the time. During such a violent tumbling, he had been holding on to the belt, holding the stone and said happily, "I took Ah Hai It was pulled out." While looking back at Ah Hai with a smile, he said, "You look big, but you are actually quite light..."
His words died suddenly in his throat.
Not only him, but all the people who just showed relaxed smiles suddenly froze their smiles.
The belt is still there, and Ah Hai is still there, but only half of it is left.
His body had already been broken up to the waist, and the exposed section was washed white by the water, and the flesh was curled up. It didn't look like half of a person's body, but a plaster statue.
Meng Fuyao closed her eyes.
Ah Hai... is already dead
When he was sucked into the water outlet by the water flow, his lower body was bitten off by something at the water outlet.
Even so, he still threw Ji Yu, still keeping his expression on, using half of his body to firmly block the water outlet, buying time for them to survive.
His blurred smile floating underwater was actually the smile of a dead person.
And they held the belt happily, thinking that they had captured the life of their comrades-in-arms, but in the end they discovered that it was just a soul that was let loose.
Ji Yu was sitting on the shore dripping wet, staring at Ah Hai's corpse, his eyes had no expression.
Zhan Beiye's fingers were deeply hooked into the bluestone, and a deep scratch slowly appeared on the bluestone, with blood on the scratch.
But someone exclaimed again.
"Where is Ronaldinho?"
Zhan Beiye shuddered all over, and looked up, only to realize that there was indeed one less person.
A cavalryman with a yellow face tremblingly said, "...he was by my side first, and he and I were shot by an arrow. He said that he was good at water and protected me all the time. We bumped into each other and were blocked in the hole in the back room." live, he let me