Chapter 14 Shock

Our eyes were all gathered on the ghost's face, but soon someone took their eyes back. It gave people the feeling of being flimping and deep.

"Let's go, don't look." I urged in the back.

Fat Ma pulled his legs forward, and the team followed closely. I couldn't help looking back. Suddenly, I felt that the brain nerve was hit violently, and I saw the grimace laughing in a trance.

"What's the matter?" the clay figurine said.

I shook my head: "It's okay."

At this time, suddenly, Fatty Ma, who was walking in front, made a scream, and then the man who followed him did the same. No, get out of the way," I shouted.

However, due to the narrow path of the tomb, it is impossible for them to give up a road for me to pass in time. By the time they were all close to the wall, Fatty Ma and the man were gone.

Looking at the dark hole under my feet: "Let go of the rope," I said almost quickly and subconsciously.

No one answered. When the rope appeared in my hand, I jumped into the hole without hesitation, but I guessed that this black hole was not falling in a straight line at all. On the contrary, it was like the kind of slide played by children in the park, with twists and turns.

I grabbed the rope with one hand and the flashlight with the other. While trying to keep my body stable, I urged them to put the rope down: "Not enough, let it again."

As the rope continues to increase, I feel that the hole is coming to an end.

I shouted, "Fat, where are you?" My voice echoed in the circular hole, but no one responded to me.

Just as soon as my words fell, a strange wind blew. Suddenly, a burst of panting came, "whis" and "whis" quickly occupied my mind.

"Who is it?"

The gasp continues.

"Fat, is that you?"

There is no sound, except for this heavy kick. The top didn't get my order and didn't continue to put the rope down. My eyes were everywhere, and the bottom and the top were empty.

Never mind, I pulled down the rope, and the rope soon lengthen again, and I continued to slide into the hole. A strange wind blew at the right time. My scalp was cold and my feet almost hung in the air. I stopped in time, and the cold sweat in my hands came out.

But the person who grabbed the rope did not realize that the rope was still put down. I got stuck in the smooth hole and felt that my body couldn't support it. Finally, one of my feet lost strength and immediately fell down.

Fortunately, they grabbed the rope in time, but I was still suspended in mid-air. The flashlight fell to the ground because of the impact force, and the light just shone on a pile of gloomy white bones.

I took a cold breath back, my head was blank, and I was forced to set my mind down. The drop is three meters. But I didn't go down immediately and shouted fat man first.

I thought of a heavy gasp in my ear.

"It hurts so much," suddenly the fat man's voice came. I was so happy that my hand holding the rope immediately loosened and jumped down. First, I picked up the flashlight and looked at the situation around.

Abrupt coffin came into my eyes and was completely unprepared. Although it was frightened, it was acceptable.

Except for a pile of white bones on the ground, there is nothing else here. By the way, the ground seems to be densely raised with some mounds of earth. There is nothing else.

"Grandma, I'm really unlucky."

"Are you the fat man?"

"No more games, you're not dead yet, are you?"

"I'm fine," I answered.

"Why is your hand broken?"

I replied, "My hand is fine!" I suddenly shivered. He didn't seem to be talking to me, and there was no trace of fat people here.

I can be sure that Fatty and I came down the same road. No, I didn't see Fatty Ma fall out of this hole with my own eyes. I was careless.

"Come on, let me help you see why your hand is broken?"

I listened and shouted, "Fatty, where are you?" After that, I waited for a while, and the sound never sounded again. So I gave up. It's really strange. I didn't hear the sound at all, but I didn't see anyone.

I came to my senses and bumped into the coffin again, which made me calmer and simply didn't care about the fat man.

This is a sealed tomb. The four walls look old and dead, which is completely incomparable to the first tomb.

A pair of coffins, a pile of white bones, and a small mound raised on the ground outlined the shape of the tomb. Looking at the rope falling behind me, I couldn't help but feel at ease.

I walked towards the coffin. At a glance, the coffin was a little rotten. This should be an ordinary coffin, not made of special wood.

Black completely covered the coffin, and the fallen black paint lifted a layer of wooden boards. The coffin lid and the coffin body were slightly separated. I was cautious every step.

Open it! I hinted at myself in my heart. At this time, there is no living thing around, and this is the first time I have done such a thing alone. I first looked at the black coffin, found the biggest gap between the coffin and the coffin lid, and then tried to lift it directly, but I ignored a problem. The weight of the coffin lid itself and the coffin nails were still there.

I wasted my efforts, but there was no progress, so I planned to remove the coffin first and then do it.

After such a period of time, the coffin nails were almost dealt with by me. When I was about to deal with the last step, suddenly the coffin cover trembled and seemed to be overturned.

I was so scared that I was a little overwhelmed for a moment. At this time, I put a hand on my shoulder and felt that my soul was about to leave my body and fly to the sky.

I immediately reacted and looked back. The clay figurine was standing firmly behind me.

"Are you all right?"

I breathed a long breath: "You want to scare me to death!"

The clay figurine looks innocent. I didn't pester any more.

"Are they all right?"

The clay figurine nodded.

"There is something wrong with this coffin, and I'm afraid it's a fraudulent corpse," I said my worries.

The clay man's eyes contracted and looked at the coffin. His pupils seemed to have some astigmatism. In his eyes, the coffin shook again. The fraudulent corpse seems to have become a fore.

It's too late to go up now.

"Are all the guys here?" The clay fig man asked.

"Well," I answered. I held the knife in my hand, and the clay figurine looked grim, and our eyes never left the coffin.

shook again, but soon it calmed down again.

After a while, there was no movement.

Is it all right?

The clay figurine did not answer, but continued to stare at the coffin.

The black coffin is like a pottery urn in the last tomb at this time, which has not moved steadily.