Fang Yuefeng didn't make a sound. He just gave me a mouth shape with an inexplicable smile. I was taken aback. When I was about to take a closer look, a loud roar suddenly came from behind him: "The worm tide is coming!"
I was shocked. When I looked again, Fang Yuefeng had already lowered his head again, as if nothing had happened.
At this time, there was no time to entangle these things. Everyone shone their flashlights towards the abyss, only to see mists rising in the darkness, the thick mist seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, rolling violently. Most of the mist continued to flow upwards, and eventually disappeared into the darkness above the head.
According to Meng Qisheng, during the second trip to Changning, Ning Hanqing entered the building alone. They stayed outside and were not attacked by the insect infestation. It shows that the surrounding area of this building is safe.
We have clearly felt the air moisturizing, and our hair is getting wet gradually. It was cold deep underground, but now it’s coming out like this, Bai Ye shivered and said, "Master Xiao Ning, if I die here, after you go out, don’t tell others that I was frozen to death. Just say that my uncle Bai is for the country..."
By the end of the day, Bai Ye was so cold that he couldn't speak clearly, and he didn't know what he said.
Fang Xiangshi obviously started to have some masturbation. Several Fang Xiangshi stood up to pack their things and wanted to go inside the building, but one of them was kicked by Fang Panshan and sat down again but still trembling, not daring Stay outside for a long time.
Fang Panshan stood up, walked to Fang Yuefeng and bowed and whispered a few words. Fang Yuefeng, who had been closing his eyes and rested after looking at me, opened his eyes and said a few words to Fang Panshan.
Fang Panshan smiled and went back to sit down, and comforted the other Fang Xiangshi. Because it looks like this post-modernist idol is extremely huge, and even the interior of the cliff has an extension of wooden buildings. The huge internal space is not something you can do first, and it is often feasible to control others later. This is to consume with us all the time outside.
We sat there waiting for the worm infestation to end, knowing that the end of the worm infestation was the beginning of change.
I vaguely saw the black tide surging in the pure white mist, as if lightning was brewing in the clouds. Insect tides rose with the fog and invaded almost every place in the space. They made no sound, but swept everything in silence.
There was already a weird and pungent smell in the air. I was a little frightened for a while, and said that if this building didn't work, no one would run.
The worms lasted for a short period of time. About a quarter of an hour later, there was only dense fog left in the sight, and the black clouds surging in the fog disappeared.
At this time, everyone present was already wet. Everyone was shaking there as if they had been electrocuted. The young man's health was a little better. As for Fang Panshan Meng Qisheng, I doubt that their bodies can bear it.
I trembled and moved to Meng Qisheng's side: "I said... Lao Lao Lao Meng, you, you, you are not good, you should be... when you were waiting outside for Ning Hanqing, why didn't you die outside in the cold?"
Meng Qisheng glanced at me: "No one can eat anything like you."
I almost yelled out, your father has suffered less along the way
Seeing Meng Qisheng again said lightly: "Later it was too cold to bear. We demolished the building a bit and made a fire."
good idea!
I stood up and ran towards the post-modernist building, climbing several floors of large steps, and saw the entrance of that building in front of me.
It's not the kind of square door, but it feels a bit similar to the garden crescent door. It's dark inside, and I don't know what's in it.
Only then, I was far away from them. Due to the influence of the fog, I can hardly see where I am coming.
I was alone, pinning the flashlight on my shoulders, knocking and dragging outside the building, getting a few leftovers, and when I was about to hug and walk back, I suddenly became curious about what was inside the door.
I took the flashlight off and held it in my hand. I looked back. They couldn't see my side, and I couldn't see them, as if I was the only person in this space.
There are no ghosts, right
There was a feeling of cold swoosh in that building, I bowed my head and went in, and found that the people of this underground group really couldn't handle it with common sense. The entrance turned out to be a tunnel for only one person to crawl through.
It should be the same if you want to. The whole building is their god, and the most pious posture of outsiders when they first enter is to crawl on the ground.
I bent down, propped my elbow on the ground, crawled in, the lights shook, and found that the building is not entirely wooden, but the interior is still designed with a mixture of wood and stone.
The black channel is invisible.
And I have climbed a certain distance. It is a dilemma. I can't see the end when I move forward, and I can't see the entrance when I come behind.
I bit, and my heart said I would climb in and take a look today.
Suddenly I felt cool and swish at the back of my neck, as if something was dropping on top.
Because the passage is extremely low, it can only allow an adult to crawl forward on the ground, even unable to turn over, as if stuck in it, as if returning to the mother's womb, the space is extremely narrow, even breathing Feeling aggrieved, I can't breathe out a breath. If this is claustrophobic, it will die here.
I couldn't turn over to see what was dripping on my neck, so I barely adjusted my posture and touched my neck. It was slimy, maybe it was water seeping. After all, this building has been built for so many years, and there was no waterproofing measures back then, so there is no problem with water seepage.
I comfort myself like this.
I continued to climb for a while, and I felt that the ground was also wet, and my elbows were rubbed against sticky things.
I was about to turn my flashlight to see what was on the ground, when I suddenly saw the end of the darkness, a red and white face flashed across.
At this time, the human spirit is highly tense. My whole body's cold hair is exploded for a while, and I don't care what is sticky, and I don't even dare to shine the flashlight in the original direction.
But at this time, I can't look back anymore. If I want to quit, I must either continue to move forward and turn my head in a wider place, or just lie on the ground and rub out.
At this time, my body is already retreating subconsciously. This is the defensive posture of the human body when it encounters danger. How can there be a face in this place? Could it be that I misunderstood their sculptures and paintings
There is more and more slimy on the neck.
When I was about to shine the flashlight in that direction, I suddenly felt something touching my feet. (End of this chapter)