Chapter 16 Death

I can't help feeling a little powerless.

The wooden door towered in front of him, blocking all my sight. After the fat man hit the door and knocked on the door to find the flaw.

Old Sun, clay figurine, take it seriously! This is our harvest work. Fat Ma has a serious face.

I put my hands on the door and tried to push it hard, but it didn't work.

Fat Ma pounded his heart and said, "If you don't believe it, there's nothing you can do with it. What do you think you should do?" The clay man grabbed the knife and inserted it into the crack of the door, tried to insert it high in the crack of the door, and then slid down little by little. When he slipped to the middle of the wooden door, the knife was stuck.

"The door slub should be in this position."

After Fatty Ma heard it, he was eager to try: "Let me have a look."

The light shone through the crack of the door, and a smile appeared on Fatty Ma's face: "That's right, that's right."

"Try not to damage the wooden door," Zhang Tong reminded that she knew what we were going to do next.

"I can't guarantee this," Fatty Ma said with an unhappy face.

"Stop talking, do it quickly." When the clay man's words fell, Fatty Ma immediately took action.

After determining the position of the door trap, he concentrated on this point and believed that he could break in the door. Naturally, Fatty Ma played this role.

one, two, three...

With the sound of 'bang' accompanied by a click of the broken wood, followed by the last violent impact of the fat man, the wooden door broke, and the fat man Ma almost fell to the ground and stabilized himself. For a moment, the monk was confused. After consciousness, he shouted happily: "What are you still doing? Hurry up Come in!"

We all entered the wooden door one after another.

"Long snacks," Fatty Ma whispered to me, and then laughed a few times.

I didn't react, and the clay figurine had already walked away with a smile.

This should be the main tomb, which is the resting place of the tomb owner.

Several beams of light are intertwined, moving and spreading around, and the scene in the tomb is clear. There is a coffin on a stone ** face, and the stone-carved guardrail extends from our feet to the position of the coffin.

Beyond the guardrail, there are some statues of yin soldiers. They stand in separate rows with weapons in their hands, like guards guarding the coffin. They are gloomy and serious, and our steps are frozen and at a loss for a moment.

"It's too imposing," someone said.

The Yin soldiers' faces were ferocious, and I suddenly had an illusion that I had gone to hell. The Lord of Hell lived here. How could mortals do such a thing after death! It's incredible to think about it.

The horror spread among us... When it recovers, everyone's face is somewhat unnatural.

"Go in."

My nerves were tense, but I didn't hesitate to follow Fatty Ma's footsteps.

When I took the first step, I have confirmed that this is the mausoleum of the royal family, but I prefer to believe that this is a ghost tomb.

A strange atmosphere came to my face... I shivered inexplicably.

Through the stone carving guardrail, we went straight up, but the pace was cautious and did not dare to take it lightly.

Zhang Tong's facial surprise can't be concealed. If it is reported to the state, it is absolutely indispensable. These statues of Yin soldiers are more than two heads higher than normal people, and the carving is exquisite and lifelike, which is called the best of carving.

However, my mind is not on it. This place is extremely unusual. I'm afraid of something will happen, so I pay attention to the surrounding environment. In addition to these yin soldiers sculptures, this tomb is an open space.

Before, we did not bypass, but went straight to the road surrounded by stone fences. It was almost subconscious to make this choice.

The coffin is at the end of this road, which seems to have become my habit of "crates and capture the king first". Anyway, I will touch the coffin first.

"Old Sun, do you think it's a little strange?" Fat Ma said in front of me. After saying that, I replied, "Yes."

Then I said, "Something may happen."

Fat Ma's body trembled: "What's wrong?"

"I can't say it clearly."

After a few steps, the coffin was less than ten meters away from us, and the yin soldiers on both sides seemed to be more dense than before.

5 meters, 4 meters, 3 meters...1 meters, a sudden accident happened. The yin soldiers in front of us seemed to be alive, and their two arms blocked our way like iron pliers.

Fat Ma was scared into a cold sweat and stood stiffly. I felt a chill on the back of my spine, and my brain seemed to have been hollowed out in an instant. The people behind have not yet realized the situation here.

"Why don't you leave?"

Fat Ma and I didn't answer. The mud man suddenly realized something and hurriedly came forward: "What's wrong?"

"Look at it yourself," my voice was a little chilly.

When the clay figurine looked at the two arms in front of us blocking our way, his eyes immediately became grim.

Has the Yin soldier come back to life? This was my first year at that time. After calming down and regaining some reason, I didn't feel that it was impossible.

"It should be an organ," the clay figurine.

I agreed. But I have to admit that this abruptness really scared me.

"No, it's not like a mechanism," the fat man suddenly denied the muddy words.

Fat Ma's words pulled me back to fear again: "Isn't it a mechanism?"

"They are too fast, just as fast as people raise their arms."

"Are they warning us not to move forward?"

"It's very possible."

The three of us said a word and felt that these yin soldiers' carvings were very unusual. If they were really alive, it would be extremely horrible.

But this speculation is so ridiculous that some people have to believe it.

Zhang Tong and others also saw that something was wrong. When they knew the cause and effect, they were a little shocked and strange.

"Is the return in?" Fatty Ma said a word. When he said this, his hand held the machine gun tightly.

"Retired," when I said these two words, it was also a tone of questioning others.

The clay figurine simply didn't say anything, and the problem was thrown to others.

"Then retreat," Zhang Tong said firmly. After hearing her flowers, I was a little surprised that she actually made this decision for us. Now that the decision has come out, we don't have any hesitation, and the way back will turn back.

But after a few steps, the front anger stopped and his voice trembled a little: "The road is blocked." After saying that, we all felt a chill suddenly hit our hearts.

"What can I do now?" Yu asked angrily.

We were stuck in the middle and were in a dilemma. Behind the fat man is a coffin. Nervousness is nervousness. My eyes suddenly moved out of the guardrail, and my eyes lit up. When people are nervous, they are prone to blind spots.

"Flip over the guardrail," I reminded them.

Just as we climbed up the guardrail, the clay figurine suddenly shouted, "Don't jump."

"What's wrong?" Fat Ma asked.

Without waiting for the clay figurine to answer, one of them fell down due to his unstable center of gravity and then shouted in fear: "Help me!"

"Don't struggle," the clay figurine said,

"It's the sand," Ma Fatty shouted. We quickly got off the guardrail, and the man was still sinking. Zhang Tong threw down the rope in a hurry: "Zhang Da, grab the rope quickly."

Zhang Da was still struggling with fear in his eyes. After Zhang Tong threw the rope down, he hurriedly grabbed the rope head and shouted, " Pull me up quickly."

Yu Nu and Huang Lin worked together, but Zhang Da was still sinking. They pulled a little hard, and Fatty Ma also took a hand to stabilize his sinking trend.

But the good times didn't last long. As soon as his hand loosened a little, he sank and was eaten by the sand.

"Try to flatten your body," I reminded.

His situation was similar to that of my last time in the underground river, and he was eaten by a force. Therefore, you should flatten your body and increase the contact with the sand area.

But Zhang Da fell into panic and couldn't listen to me at all.

His body sank piece by piece like this. Six of us grabbed the rope and pulled it up hard, but this huge sand force could not be resisted by us.

When the sand did not reach Zhang Da's waist, his face was dead, but he was relatively calm.

I took this opportunity to repeat what I just said. I was not disappointed. Zhang Da heard my words and did as I said, no longer struggled, and tried to flatten down.

And we also began to work hard to pull him up. The effect was obvious, and Zhang Da was pulled out by us.

"There is hope," Huang Lin said with some surprise.

"Don't panic, take your time," I hinted to Zhang Da. Things went well. At this time, I looked at the coffin distracted, and a bad feeling came to my mind again.

When I turned my eyes, suddenly, the rope broke without warning.

Zhang Da saw all this in his eyes and suddenly panicked, and his face was as ugly as eating a dead child.

When the rope broke, I hurriedly lay on the guardrail and stretched out a hand to hold Zhang Da. Zhang Da also pulled me to death as the last life-saving straw.

Soon I was pulled out and was about to fall down.

Fat Ma hurriedly hugged my waist.

I stabilized my mind and felt that every pore had opened and I was absorbing the rush.

The sand is like a crocodile's mouth at this time, biting Zhang Da hard. He completely lost his mind at this moment: "I don't want to die!"

The blue veins on my forehead have burst out, and Fatty Ma is almost the same, and the rest of the people are similar.

"No, Sun, we will all die if we go on like this."

I am also aware of this problem, but I can't help it.

"Try again," I said with difficulty. By this time, half of my body was out of the guardrail.

At this time, Huang Lin put down a rope again and shouted, "Zhang Da, grab it quickly."

Zhang Da's pupil contracted and freed one hand to grab the rope, but he didn't grasp it firmly. The other hand slipped from my hand.

At this time, the quicksand quickly swallowed Zhang Da like a wild beast.

Leave a sentence in the air: "I haven't lived enough..."