Chapter 11 The Ghost Door Opens

A kind of inexplicable reverence suddenly rose in my heart. Two thousand years of vicissitudes, as if it were just for a moment. This feeling is very strange.

The bottom of the door is covered with thick moss, and there are wet drops of water under the cracks of the door. Obviously, the door must be very wet.

We began to push the door together until we sweated heavily, but found that the door did not move at all.

I'm very surprised to guess if there is any mechanism? So he lit a torch and observed the door carefully.

Although the totem in the lower part is almost invisible, I can still see the totem in the upper part when I look up.

It was an ancient totem painted on the stone gate with vigorous brushwork. I saw that it was a huge tiger face pattern, but there were the same glasses and nose. The whole line of the picture was simple and rough, revealing a strong breath from ancient times.

After all, I studied ancient literature. I once saw a similar totem in a book, which should be the tiger-faced god worshipped by the ancient Yi people.

In ancient times, many tribes sacrificed poisonous insects and beasts as gods, because they saw that these poisonous insects and beasts could easily kill people with a light bite, so they thought they were gods who could control life and death.

For example, in ancient times, the Miao people worshipped centipelas and poisonous snakes... The Yi people worshipped tigers.

I have long heard that Heizhugou is a place where the ancestors of the Yi people lived in Ebian. I said that this is true. Now we are probably in the tomb of an Yi ancestors.

Although I don't go to class much, I know that the Ebian Yi people were a small branch in ancient times, and they should not have the strength to build tombs...

At this time, everyone came up and pushed the door hard, but the door did not move at all. It seemed to weigh at least hundreds of tons. Maybe it was locked by some kind of mechanism inside. Even with strong explosives, it may not be able to explode.

The soldiers discussed one after another, and there was no good way to open the stone door.

While everyone was thinking, they heard Dongzi behind him, "What?" With a sound.

My thoughts were interrupted by her and I hurried to see what he found.

Everyone's eyes looked at Dongzi. Dongzi's tender face blushed slightly and said, "I feel like there are traces of something scratching on the ground."

We looked at the ground again and found that from the closed position of the two doors, there were two circular scratches on the ground extending to our feet.

At this time, everyone suddenly woke up, and some people shouted out: "Damn it! This door is opened. No wonder we can't push it open!"

I also had a bitter smile. When I talked about this kind of damn place, almost everyone's nerves were about to collapse, and some simple problems were made so complicated.

Since the mechanism can reveal this secret door, how can the mechanism be redesigned on the door? If it can't be opened, it's better to repair it directly there, and no one can enter.

But this is not our fault, because generally external doors are equipped with door rings to facilitate the opening of the door. This door is bare, which naturally makes people think that it is an inner door.

Lao Huang naturally observed this. Looking at me meditating, he said to me, "I think the reason why this door is strange may be because he is not built for living people at all."

I nodded and said to him, "Although I know how to open the door now, I still can't open such a heavy door without a door ring."

Lao Huang habitually wiped the pistol, thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

When everyone was doing nothing, suddenly, we clearly heard a muffled sound.

The sound was very dull, as if someone was knocking on the door with a heavy object in the door.

We looked at each other in surprise and took a step back one after another.

I didn't have time to think about it, and there was another muffled sound inside.

"Dong!" This time it was particularly clear, and with the sound, the stone door trembled slightly and moved out half of it, revealing a crack in the door.

With the impact again and again, the gap in the stone gate became bigger and bigger, and I suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

I don't know what the danger is in this door. I originally wanted to investigate more, at least after we were fully prepared, but what is happening now does not give us any time to think.

I was confused for a moment. I didn't know whether I was expecting, afraid or something, and even wanted to rush over and close the door again.

But obviously, I don't have time. All I can do now is take a step back and think of an urgent question: "Who is pushing the door? Are those Americans or the thousand-year-old zombies coming out of the tomb? Why do you open the door in such a striking way?

I sweated on my forehead and almost instinctively took a step back.

I have encountered many unexpected things in this ancient tomb, so even if Zhou Xingchi jumps out of the door, I won't be too surprised.

But after the door was knocked open a gap that only one person passed through, the sound of the impact disappeared.

Everyone present held their breath and stared at the crack of the door, slowly oozing a layer of sweat on their foreheads.

But after about a minute, there was still no movement in the door.

It's just that I found that there was a white fog slowly overflowing from under the crack of the door.

I don't know if the fog is poisonous, but I remember that Nobita had told me earlier that he saw a pair of flashlight-like eyes in the thick fog in the secret channel.

"Is it... that monster came out?" I sweated with the gun in my hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and took a step back.

At this time, a sudden voice came from the door: "Help..."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this sound, because the sound was like hell, full of the smell of death.

"Help..." The sound sounded again, extremely hoarse, and the scalp of the listener was numb.

Everyone looked at each other. Although there was still a cold sweat on their foreheads, several people had slowly walked over and said as they walked, "It seems that someone is injured. Let's go and save people."

At the moment when several people walked by, I suddenly had an extremely ominous feeling.

I was about to say something to stop her, but I heard a "wow" scream in my ear, which was extremely miserable, like a night owl.

Then a huge black hand suddenly gushed out of the crack in the door!

I can't describe the hugeness of this hand in words, because it covers from the heads of those people like a huge net!

Then I heard the sound of "clucking" one after another, deafening, as if the chicken farm had blown up its nest.

This cry did not come from one place, but gathered from all directions, and finally became a loud sound that almost penetrated human eardrums.

I saw those people immediately pressed down by the black hand, and then the black hand suddenly broke into countless small black spots and scattered away.

A small black dot flew directly to my feet. At a glance, I was so scared that I could hardly believe my eyes.

It took me three seconds to react, tearing my throat and shouting, "Cup your mouth! Run!"

My voice is almost like a human, but like a broken gong. This was all because extreme panic occupied my whole body. At that time, I had no other ideas, only "Run!" Run!" Because I saw that the huge hand was not a hand at all, but a torrent of countless bitters.

I don't know where so many bitters come from in this door, but each of these extremely poisonous bitters can kill people. It's no problem that one bitters can kill more than a dozen people when they are unlucky.

As long as you are drilled into the entrance of this kind of thing, you will attack your heart with poison fire, scratch your face, and finally die in pain.

I know that as long as I cover my mouth, I can save my life for the time being, and then run away like life.

But some slow-moving people obviously don't understand what I mean.

Lao Huang next to me actually smiled at me and said, "It's just a group of toads, what are you afraid of..."

Before he could say anything, he saw a few black shadows flying into his mouth quickly.

Then he covered his throat, and his face immediately twisted. He looked at me with frightened eyes, as if thousands of words were stuck in his throat.