Chapter 45 Don't Die

I only felt black in front of my eyes, and I was crushed to the ground. The flashlight in my hand fell to the ground. Before I could resist, the shadow swung and disappeared again. In an instant, I returned to the ground from hell, but my heart was still stuck in my throat and did not fall into my stomach.

I got up numbly, patted my chest with my hand, picked up the flashlight that fell on the ground, and my breath was slightly uneven. I looked at the clay figurine and saw that the knife in his hand was already stained with black **.

I guess it should have been a clay fig man who saved me.

Are you all right? The clay figurine asked.

I nodded, and the panic on my face had not completely restrained. I raised my head and looked at the roof to find the trace of the black shadow just now, but it was empty.

"Muddy man, do you see what that dark shadow is?"

"No." The clay figurine replied concisely.

And I still have lingering palpitations.

"Check if you are injured," the clay figurine reminded me.

"It's okay." I shook my body twice and said.

"It's better to check it." The clay figurine stared at me.

Seeing that he insisted, I had to check my body once. It didn't matter if I didn't check it. As soon as I checked, something went wrong. I closed several black claw marks. The claw marks seemed to be the same as people's. Five fingers, but in addition to the five fingers, there were scattered subtle hairs on my arm.

And the claw marks left a deep mark on my hand, and some blood marks can be seen.

The preliminary judgment that this may be a living thing makes me very frightening. If there are goods in this environment, how can it not be surprising?

The clay figurine looked at the ** on the knife.

"Is it blood?" I turned my mind and asked the clay figurine.

"No."

After hearing this answer, there was a huge wave in my heart. My inference was reversed. I came up and looked at the black ** on the knife of the clay figurine and smelled a little fishy, but it was not strong and very sticky! I have to think about what this is.

Is it a living thing? I don't think so. Living things have blood, which is common sense.

Isn't its blood red? This is not impossible.

"C layman, do you think that dark shadow will be a living thing?" I blurted out.

"It's hard to say." The clay figurine looked grim.

I suddenly felt anxious, and something was beating in my heart.

"What's wrong with you?"

I was a little uneasy, and the clay figurine stared at me.

"You are not right"

"What's wrong with me?"

The clay figurine's eyes gradually changed, looking at me like a monster. I slowly panicked and felt that my breathing became rapid: "Muddy man, don't scare me."

The clay figurine did not answer me directly this time, but suddenly grabbed my hand. The light shone on my arm and saw the previous red claw marks. At this time, they were already black like the lines of spider webs, and there was a tendency to spread, starry.

It seems to have eaten my arm.

"You are poisoned." The short words made me speech for a moment. I couldn't help scolding my mother. I was poisoned twice when I entered this tomb. It seems that I won't live long.

The lines made up on my arms continued to spread like spider silk, and my feelings became uncomfortable. It looks like it's going to hang up.

I thought pessimistically, but the clay figurine was not stunned. He quickly took out a white bandage from his backpack and tied my biceps, and the blood vessels were tied out. In an hour, I felt that the blood flow was blocked and felt a little swollen.

The other hand was also quickly tied up.

Then, he quickly cut a cross knife on my wrist. I knew he was bleeding me, but soon I was dumbfounded that the blood released was actually black blood. A sense of dizziness immediately attacked, and I couldn't stand it.

The clay figurine soon gave me another pill. Suddenly, my mouth was cool and refreshing.

But my consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally I fainted.

I don't know what happened later.

Until I woke up again, the clay figurine was wiping off the sweat from his forehead. Seeing me open my eyes, I was relieved and said, "It's good to wake up."

"I'm fine?" I was mentally exhausted and asked weakly.

"You're fine. You have a big life."

Looking at the white bandage where both hands are almost wrapped to death, I know it's true.

I was also relieved and had a sense of escape from death.

"Thank you, clay figurine."

The clay figurine's face was stunned, and then he burst into a curse, which means that our two brothers still say thank you!

I laughed bitterly a few times and didn't die, but I was still a little weak at this time.

The clay man handed me the kettle and asked me to refill the water. I didn't hesitate. As a result, the kettle was poured.

At this time, Fatty Ma came to me carelessly, his mouth and scolded: "After looking for a long time, I have nothing in my mother's feelings. I'm blind."

"Sun, why do you look like a little white face." Fatty Ma didn't know what happened here, and he blurted out a joke.

"Get out of here, your whole family is a little white face."

Fat Ma laughed and replied, "Lao Sun, you have taken gunpowder. You have such a bad temper!"

I was about to answer, and my body function made me cough violently.

Fat Ma saw that my situation was wrong and hurriedly asked, "Sun, aren't you going to hang up?"

"If the dog can't spit ivory in its mouth, you can't say a good word!"

Fatty Ma smiled and lived. I told the situation concisely. Fatty Ma's face kept trembling and he was stunned.

"Come on, Sun, smoke a cigarette and be shocked!"

I waved my hand: "I'm out of breath and smoke!"

Fat Ma didn't force himself to order one, and immediately sighed: "Sun, our two brothers are really difficult."

I didn't answer.

"We have to avenge this"

"Fat, don't talk nonsense." The clay figurine suddenly interrupted Fatty Ma's words.

Fat Ma closed his voice.

Suddenly, the dark shadow flashed by again, and now all four of us caught it.

Fat Ma shouted, and the old man's face showed some fear.

And it's a little difficult for me to stand up at this time.

Fat Ma's howl also attracted the attention of the other five people.

"Old Sun, the fat master has given you a chance to revenge."

I put one hand on my chest and said to the fat man, "Don't be careless."

"Old Sun, Fat Master's words..." Fat Ma's words haven't landed yet. Suddenly, the dark shadow rushed forward. Fatty Ma twisted his fat body, dodged flexibly, and whispered, "It's so close!"

And the old ghost lay directly on the ground.