The Boy with The Dragon Tattoo

Chapter 32: The wild king possesses

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Zi Yang was startled. Obviously A Chong was suggesting something to himself. Looking down at his expression, he found that he was watching the direction of the coffin nervously. It seemed that there was a huge danger coming.

At this time, Uncle Li, the usual smile on his face was long gone, replaced by a hideous look, plus the face covered with gauze and half of blood, it looked particularly scary.

Uncle Li gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, die together, die together, I will kill you first!"

With that, he turned around and stretched out his hand to ask Remington for a gun. Seeing that Remington stepped back step by step, his face was distorted, as if he had seen something incredible.

Uncle Li touched his face and said, "Isn't he just blind in one eye, is it so ugly?"

Remington was silent, staring at Uncle Li's back. Uncle Li was so frightened that his back was cold, and his forehead was erect. Turning his head slowly, the remaining eye opened as wide as a goose's egg.

The sheep beard who was dying on the ground stood up at some point, his face was black, his eyes turned up vigorously, all white of his eyes were exposed, his hands and feet stood upright there, nothing like an injured look, fingertips touched Where there is blood, the nails seem to grow slowly.

Uncle Li's teeth knocked loudly, "defrauding the corpse," and his eyes cast a glance at A Chong.

Zi Yang supported A Chong and looked at him bitterly: "You abolished A Chong's martial arts, and now the wild king's soul possesses a corpse. It depends on what you do!"

Although he was in the same dangerous situation as Uncle Li, Zi Yang felt a sense of pleasure when he saw that Uncle Li was so panicked.

Uncle Li backed away in panic, while instructing his men, "Shoot, shoot."

Remington clicked the bullet up, and with a bang, everyone's ears were cracked in the closed stone chamber. Probably frightened, Remington missed this shot, and the sand bullet splashed blood on the sheep's shoulder, but it only made him crooked. The old man stiffened, and then clucked over. The posture was definitely not the normal walking posture of human beings. He had straight hands and feet, as if his knees were not bent. The place where he was shot just now was bloody, but there was no blood anymore. It oozes, and the injury does not affect his actions...

Uncle Li continued to kowtow and ordered: "Hit, hit him on the head..."

The remaining few people seemed to wake up and pulled the bolts of their guns, some of them directly raised their guns and shot them. Zi Yang used his body to protect A Chong, and Lao Wang also squatted on the ground in fright.

Just listen to the gunpowder fire several times, the smell of gunpowder permeated. Almost at the same time as the gunshot, the goatee suddenly screamed and rushed to Remington like lightning. This guy hadn't reacted yet. Sheep had already pinched his throat with one hand, and only heard two chuckles, three. Fingers have directly pulled out his throat, bringing out a stream of blood.

In the panic, I don't know who knocked down the cold light lamp. The cold beam of light flashed in the hole, and finally lay horizontally on the ground, reflecting a wave of dark shadows on the wall of the cave.

Several other people were so scared that they couldn’t even take aim. The gunfire crackled, the goatee ghost was erratic, and a pair of ghost hands scratched, stabbed, or pinched... All he heard was a scream. One of Uncle Li’s chest and abdomen had been He (it) opened it alive, and the subordinate instantly pointed the muzzle at his temple, and a gunshot ended his life. Ended this terrible hell on earth.

I don’t know how long it took, the horrible screams in the cave suddenly stopped, just as the lights fell on the ground, I could vaguely see that Uncle Li and his men were full of flesh and blood, and all of them were dead. The goatee was also in trouble just now Finally, the oil ran out, and the lamp ran out, and now it seemed to be cramped, and limp on the ground.

A Chong motioned to Zi Yang to take a look at him. Under the cold light of the cold light, the old man's eyes were muddy, his breathing was heavy, and his body was immersed in a pool of blood. At this time, the old Wang also crawled over.

Zi Yang said, "Check for fatal injuries on the body."

Lao Wang touched his head, chest, and crotch and said, "Fortunately, all the important parts are there."

Zi Yang kicked him: "I'm talking about this old man!"

The old Wang fumbled around on the old man and said, "There was no fatal injury, but he bleeds too much."

Zi Yang understands that unless modern medical equipment is available at this time, he might be able to save his life, but this barren mountain is inconvenient in transportation, and it takes at least a day to get to the hospital. Moreover, this secret room is sealed with a stone, and everyone can hardly escape death. It's just a matter of order.

Everyone is sad.

At this time, no one had the courage to look at the Yewang corpse in the sarcophagus.

At this time, the goatee's body suddenly shook. Zi Yang looked up, and A Chong's arm was resting on his head. Fortune, the goatee's eyes slowly became a little angry.

Zi Yang thought to himself, could this be the revelation of the legend.

Goatee leaned hard and pointed to the corner of the stone room, trying to say something. Lao Wang was overjoyed, "Is there a door?"

Leaping forward in three steps and two steps, knocking left and right, to no avail, turned around looking at the goatee with some annoyance, "At this time, your old man is still in the mood to make a joke!!"

Zi Yang hurriedly hugged him in half a hug, and the goatee fumbled a few times on the stone wall, tapped three times with his knuckles somewhere, paused for a while, and tapped three more times.

Hearing the sound of rumbling, the sand and gravel behind the mountain wall shattered one after another, and a gap that could be entered and exited by one person was opened, and there were traces of artificial axe chiseling on both sides of the mountain wall. It's just that this gate hasn't been used for many years, and the rocks seem to have grown together.

A Chong whispered, "This is the gate of life and death. The place where we come in is the gate of death. Once the tomb guard finds an invasion and touches the mechanism, there will be no entrance or exit. The tomb guard will die with the invading enemy."

"In front of us, there is a life gate. If the tomb guard can control the situation, he can escape from here, but in order to prevent changes in the tomb or being destroyed by intruders, this gate can only be opened from the outside through a secret signal—thinking of that. The little guy has been waiting outside for opportunities."

Zi Yang saw that this gate was only as high as one person, several feet thick, and integrated with the mountain. If it weren't for the activation of external agencies, it would be impossible to break through inside—I don't know what mechanism powers such a heavy thing.

At this moment, a black object rolled into the old man from the outside, and he suddenly pounced on the old man. There was a sound in his mouth, and the big teardrops swept down. It was the old man's little grandson.

The old man was already unable to make a sound at this time, squeezed Xiao Hei's hand and motioned for him to take everyone out. Lao Wang carried the old man on his back, and Zi Yang supported A Chong. Under the leadership of Xiao Hei, everyone bowed and twisted for more than ten meters in the cramped walkway. Seeing that there were dust and cobwebs all over the place, it seemed that no one had walked through it for hundreds of years. Over.

After a while, a group of people came to the bottom of a soil layer, Xiao Hei drilled up, and after a while stretched out his hands and pulled everyone up.

Everyone came out of the hole and their eyes lit up-after groping for a long time, they returned to the kitchen in the west wing next to the lobby.

It turns out that this northern winter burns the Kang. The back of the stove is usually made of clay kang with adobe. The clay kang is hollow, and the adobe is used to separate a space of about a foot in the middle, which can keep warm and smoke. Ventilate. Under the soil kang, some people use mud bricks to build a cellar, which also has the function of keeping warm. Some sweet potatoes, cabbage, etc. are put in it, and it will not be damaged in a winter.

The exit of this cave is in the cellar below the tukang. It is extremely secret. There is only a two-foot-square opening above the tukang. Looking in from the outside, there is no strangeness at all.

Zi Yang supported A Chong, Lao Wang held a goatee, Xiao Hei led the way, and everyone hurriedly passed through the main hall from the west room to the east room. The layout here is no different from the west side, except that there is a simple bedside wooden cabinet and some daily necessities such as bedding.

The corner of the goatee’s mouth oozes blood, signaling Xiao Hei to take out an old wooden box from the mezzanine of the cabinet. This pillow-sized wooden box is all made of wood wedges. The whole body is black and it has been touched. It seems to be old. Up.

The old man shook his hand and took out a long, thin, thumb-thumb wooden box from the wooden box. After opening it, it contained a row of pigeon-egg-sized wax balls wrapped in cotton. The old man took out one from the inside, crushed the wax pill, revealing an orange-red round and shiny bead, after swallowing it, closed his eyes. After a while, his face was a little ruddy, opened his eyes, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and said dumbly, "Thank you for helping me, so that the bones of our ancestors will not be insulted by the wicked." After he said, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. Zi Yang hurriedly said, "Lao Zhang, don't say anything, we will take you to the hospital now."

The old man shook his head and said, "It won't be possible, but the King of Appropriateness is possessed by the heroic soul. Although I have spent a lot of calamity, I have exhausted my energy and my energy."

Xiao Hei burst into tears. The old man closed his eyes and rested for a while and then opened his eyes and said, "What I was eating just now was the blood of a unicorn, which has the effect of reviving my life. It can slow my life span by half an hour. That Li Tianming was right. If I go, all the secrets will be buried. The iron cavalry for dozens of generations and the hard work of more than 800 years will go with me. If I don’t pass on this secret, I’m sorry for the lifelong ancestors of the ancestors. Efforts! The planning for thousands of years has also lost its meaning."