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move. "

As he was speaking, he saw Wan Cheng Jinghou walking in from the side, the first to enter the tomb, and Wen Baiyu quickly followed.

Wan Cheng Jinghou didn't touch the high coffins, but he looked carefully, and suddenly frowned and said, "All the coffins are not sealed."

As soon as he said that, everyone became nervous and said, "What? The coffin is not sealed? Isn't the zongzi going to be dead at any time?"

Wen Baiyu also turned around, not only that the coffin was not sealed, but all the coffins here are rough coffins, in simple terms, they are coffins made of leftovers, they can't wait to be thinner than paper, and because they are too old, they will be brittle when moved. , Some coffins have even rotted. If they weren't pressed underneath, the corpses inside might have been exposed.

Wen Baiyu felt more and more that this was a warehouse, which was only used for the other party's things, and these things were just coffins containing corpses.

The tomb was very gloomy and cold, and it might be because of the crowd of coffins. Fourth Master Peng and Mo Yang were not surprised, maybe they were already surprised when they came last time.

Fourth Master Peng said: "There are no funeral objects here, let's continue walking."

As he said, he walked forward first, and the thugs were a little disappointed. They came in to look around and found that they were all "low-grade goods", and it was impossible to have funerary objects.

But here comes the question, what is the use of getting so many corpses?I've never seen such a personal burial. If you want to increase the yin of the tomb, why add a coffin?

Everyone left the tomb and continued to walk forward. After walking a long distance, they saw a huge tomb again, this time it was not a warehouse like a tomb.

There is a huge alchemy furnace in the tomb. Around the alchemy furnace, there are many coffins. These coffins are all made of pitch-black wood. They should be painted with paint on the outside of the wood. What is certain is that there is a large furnace in the middle of these coffins.

Naturally, the big stove has stopped burning. It seems that it has been abandoned for too long, and a layer of rust has formed on the outside of the stove.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they said, "I don't know if there is any medicine for immortality in this stove. Didn't the ancients pursue this?"

The origin of alchemy is very early, and alchemists were rampant in the pre-Qin period. When Qin Shihuang, because Qin Shihuang had a special desire for immortality, and would practice alchemy himself, alchemist became the most sought-after profession. Even mercury and cinnabar sold more than It used to be much more expensive.

Many people think that the imperial mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was surrounded by mercury after his death. In fact, he was obsessed with alchemy. He hoped that mercury could bring him eternal life.

However, at that time, many people directly took the medicinal pills for external use or semi-finished products orally, and mercury was a highly poisonous thing, so one can imagine the result.

Wen Baiyu looked at the arrangement in the tomb strangely, and said, "I can understand the alchemy furnace, why are these coffins placed like this?"

Xue Bo said: "This is arranged according to the unique star position."

star position?

The ancients worshiped nature, and were well-developed in astronomy and astrology. Wen Baiyu didn't know much about it.

The coffins in this tomb are different from other tombs. The coffins in the tomb are all made of good materials, but these coffins are very strange. There are a bunch of ghostly symbols on the lid of the coffin, and the coffin is also firmly tied with bronze chains. It was like being afraid that something inside would come out.

Wen Baiyu said: "What do the ghost symbols on it mean?"

Xue Bo looked down and said, "It's a spell. The coffins here contain very vicious things."

As soon as he spoke, everyone was surprised and said, "Is it zongzi?"

Fang Jing thought it was alarmist talk. After all, Xue Bai looked like a boss, and he might be a customer of those people. It is probably nonsense to say that there is no such thing as a Tufuzi.

The crowd walked for a long time, some of them were studying these things, while others sat down to rest.

Wen Baiyu was also a little tired, and sat down against Wan Cheng Jinghou. The most important thing was that they were in the dark in this tomb, and they didn't know what time it was. They didn't know how to eat or sleep. They just ate when they were hungry. When you are tired, take a rest for 5 minutes to half an hour, and you have not had a serious sleep.

Mo Yang's face was very pale. Although the wound has healed, the injury to the muscles and bones is the most detrimental to the vitality, and the loss of vitality cannot be repaired. If you want to strengthen the vitality, you can only rest more.

Mo Yang couldn't keep up physically, so he also sat down to rest.

Seeing him like this, Fourth Master Peng looked at the people around him and said, "Everyone, rest, you're all tired too. Let's take a nap and leave when we wake up."

Boss Peng had already spoken, and everyone immediately sat down. They must replenish their strength before going to bed, and they can't do anything when they are hungry.

Everyone took out food and began to share food, and then took out sleeping bags.

Wen Baiyu and the others walked in a hurry, and there were few people. They felt heavy with food and tools. Sleeping bags were really dispensable, so they didn't bring them. The people over there didn't have extras.

Ziche immediately took off his coat, spread it on the ground, and said, "Father foster, please rest for a while."

Seeing Zi Che's movements, Xue Bai couldn't help but feel a little helpless, smiled, stretched out his hand to hook his shoulders, dragged him over, put his coat back on him, pushed Zi Che down, and put his head on the bed. On his own lap, he said: "Good boy, you are tired too, go to sleep."

Zi Che struggled to get up, Xue Bo said, "Take a rest, or the foster father will get angry."

Zi Che liked his tricks the most, and he would never make Xue Bai angry. He immediately stiffened his body and did not move any more, but lying on Xue Bai's lap, this kind of movement made Zi Che's heart beat violently, as if he was about to go to bed at any time. It popped out of the mouth, and the skin couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Xue Bo leaned back against the wall, put his hands on his shoulders, and occasionally stroked Zi Che's cheeks and soft black hair. Zi Che's hair was very docile, just like his attitude towards Xue Bai. This made Xue Bai very obsessed with this feeling.

Ziche was even more uncomfortable being touched by Xue Bai, and he lay on Xue Bai's lap again. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he kept thinking things he shouldn't think, and his body felt a little hot for a while.

Zi Che was stiff and did not move for a long time. When Xue Bo's hand finally stopped moving, he raised it up stiffly and moved his head slightly. Unexpectedly, Xue Bo would be ready immediately. He looked down at him, thinking that he had something to do.

Zi Che blushed, and was bumped into by Xue Bo. Xue Bo asked him what was wrong, but Zi Che was not good at lying, so he faltered. arms, kissed his lips.

Zi Che struggled hastily, fearing that others would find out that Xue Bai was a businessman, and businessmen valued face the most, Zi Che knew this, after all Xue Bai was not like Wan Qi Jinghou.

But Xue Bo put his arms around his arms, hugged him firmly in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Good boy, come and kiss your adoptive father, they are all asleep, no one sees you."

Xue Bai's voice was full of lust, Zi Che felt his back go numb, and his lips trembled a little, but he still raised his head, and slowly squeezed Xue Bai's lips.

Xue Bai smiled and patted his back, with a gentle voice, and said guidingly: "Yes... yes, where is the tongue, eh? Don't you want to kiss the adoptive father?"

Zi Che's face was flushed by Xue Bai's gentle and seductive voice, and he couldn't help being bold, stretched out his arms to hug Xue Bai, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and gently licked Xue Bai's lips.

Wen Baiyu was a little tired, but he didn't fall asleep for a while. They didn't have a night watch here, and they didn't know how Fang Jing, the team leader, arranged it, so Wen Baiyu couldn't fall asleep even more.

Then I heard something I shouldn't have heard. Xue Bai's voice was soft, but Wen Baiyu had good hearing and could hear clearly. Like a wolf with a big tail, he lured Zi Che into the trap step by step.

Obviously Zi Che has been eaten to death...

Wen Baiyu secretly opened one eye, the two people had already collapsed in a pile in the darkness, Xue Bai's movements were a little hasty, and he pressed Zi Che under him.

Their flashlights were all turned off. After all, the electricity was limited, but because in the tomb, a lamp was left on the coffin in the middle, which was also good for lighting.

So Wen Baiyu could see very clearly, Wen Baiyu was a little embarrassed, and quickly closed his eyes, but his finger was pinched, and when he looked sideways, it turned out to be Wan Cheng Jinghou.

Wan Cheng Jinghou still closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall of the tomb, but his fingers kept harassing Wen Baiyu's fingers.

Wen Baiyu was a little overwhelmed, so he pulled his finger back, but the man made an inch of it, and climbed up Wen Baiyu's thigh with his hand, making one of Wen Baiyu's legs numb and itchy, and he was about to crawl up. The thigh was rooted, and Wen Baiyu couldn't bear the pressure, so he had to stuff his fingers into the palm of Wan Chengjinghou's hand.

At this time, Wan Cheng Jinghou chuckled silently, the corners of his mouth were obviously turned up, Wen Baiyu saw everything in his eyes, and curled his lips helplessly.

Wen Baiyu was curling his lips helplessly, when he suddenly saw a black shadow behind the huge alchemy furnace, like the rising sun, little by little, slowly, with a sense of oppression, the black shadow was getting closer and closer rise up.

Wen Baiyu's body stiffened immediately, and he held Wan Cheng Jinghou's hand. Wan Cheng Jinghou felt the change in him, opened his eyes immediately, and saw the black shadow.

Because the recharging lamp was placed on top of the coffin, and the brightness spread out from the lamp as the center, the surrounding area was relatively dark. The huge black shadow hidden behind the alchemy furnace could be seen clearly in the dim tomb.

The black semicircular shadow kept rising, and after reaching a certain height, Wen Baiyu was surprised to find that it was a person, and there was a person hiding behind the alchemy furnace.

Wen Baiyu quickly glanced at the crowd, not one of them was missing, they were all here, who was behind the alchemy furnace?

He has been hiding in this tomb, and he will not appear until everyone is asleep. What is he going to do?

And Wen Baiyu didn't hear the sound of breathing, it is impossible for a person to hold his breath for such a long time, it might be the zongzi.

Wan Qi Jinghou exerted force on his waist and slowly sat up.

Zi Che and Xue Bo over there also seemed to have noticed something was wrong. Zi Che wanted to sit up immediately, but Xue Bai held him down and made a silent movement, as if he was afraid of scaring the snake.

The black shadow was lying behind the alchemy furnace, the edges of the black shadow were not smooth, but rough, it looked like a person covered in hair.

Wen Baiyu's heart tightened, could it be the black-haired zongzi?

At this moment, the black shadow slowly began to move, unexpectedly quietly, and began to crawl out from behind the alchemy furnace, slowly crawled out, and was approaching the nearest Mo Yang and Fourth Master Peng.

Wen Baiyu straightened up immediately. Mo Yang and Fourth Master Peng didn't move. They wondered if they were fast asleep. Just when Wen Baiyu wanted to go up to help, Wan Chengjinghou suddenly grabbed his arm and shook him. He shook his head, raised his chin, and signaled him to look ahead.

As expected, Fourth Master Peng had already woken up. The moment the black shadow crawled over, Fourth Master Peng suddenly turned over and jumped up. The gun in his hand was ready at any time, and he knocked the black shadow to the ground.

Fourth Master Peng's actions revealed a sense of cruelty, as if he had a bad temper as Fourth Master Peng said.

The black thing was folded to the ground and let out a loud "clack" sound, and it turned out to be a black-haired rice dumpling.

This loud roar woke up everyone else, Wen Baiyu got up immediately, opened the flashlight's aperture to the maximum, and immediately shone it.

Fourth Master Peng pushed the black-haired zongzi to the ground, and Mo Yang jumped up from the ground.

This black-haired zongzi seemed to be stronger than before, especially the upper limbs, which were very thick and powerful. In an instant, he suddenly roared, adjusted his height, pulled Fourth Master Peng up, and smashed it to the ground with a bang. There was a "clack" roar, and he grabbed Fourth Master Peng's neck.

Seeing this, everyone immediately shouted: "Shoot! Save Fourth Master!!"

"Bang bang bang!" After several shots were fired, the black-haired zongzi's body was shaken by the guns, but he kept clamping Peng Siye's neck. Peng's face turned pale, and he raised his hand, aiming at the black-haired zongzi. , "Bang bang" fired two shots.

The eyeballs of the black-haired zongzi were blown away immediately, Fourth Master Peng's marksmanship was too ruthless, and the black-haired zongzi finally loosened his hand, but it also completely pissed him off.

I finally knew before that to deal with this kind of black-haired rice dumpling, you have to hit his head, and a single shot won't work, the skull is very hard, and the skull must be leaked to kill the sea worms that control the corpse.

All of a sudden there was a burst of gunfire, and Zi Che looked impatient, gripped the gun tightly in his hand, and said, "Father, I'll help."

Just as Xue Bo was about to speak, the car rolled on the spot and rushed over quickly. He rushed up, jumped up, clamped his legs, and immediately heard a loud "bang", crushing the black-haired rice dumpling to the ground. Ziche clamped the black-haired rice dumpling, and in a blink of an eye, he held the gun in his hand, pointed it at the black-haired rice dumpling's head, and fired several times in succession "bang bang bang".

"jingle……"

Wen Baiyu was sweating in his palms, Ziche was too close to the black-haired zongzi, no one else could help, Wen Baiyu didn't know if it was an illusion, he actually heard the sound of a copper bell, but it passed by in a flash , mixed with the violent gunshots, like a hallucination.

Ziche fired several shots in a row. At this moment, he was not afraid of wasting bullets. The bullets were all shot clean, and the ground was blurred. The black-haired rice dumpling was still bouncing off his body, wondering if he was still alive.

Ziche didn't dare to relax, touched it with his hand, took out the dagger, and turned it vigorously along the neck of the black-haired rice dumpling. He heard a "gaba", and his movements were crisp and sharp. His back felt chills, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch it. Touched his neck.

The black-haired zongzi finally stopped moving after a flick. After a long time, the car passed by and took a few breaths. His forehead was covered with hot sweat. Then he let go of his legs, stretched his hands, and got up from the ground.

Fourth Master Peng was grabbed by the zongzi, and there was a bruise around his neck. He looked a bit scary, like corpse poison. How could this kind of zongzi with such long hair not be poisonous.

These are all secondary. Fourth Master Peng seemed to have a cough again. He coughed violently and reached for a handkerchief from his pocket, but failed. Seeing that his cough was severe, Mo Yang wanted to go over and ask him, Do not drink saliva.

As soon as Mo Yang walked over with the water, he heard a "wow--" and looked down, he was a little dumbfounded, Fourth Master Peng actually spit out a mouthful of blood, the blood splashed all over the place, and splashed on his clothes , the color is already reddish, but it's a bit like diluted blood.

There was still a lot of blood on the corner of Peng Siye's mouth. He squinted his eyes, quickly took out the napkin, wiped his mouth and hands roughly, calmed down his emotions for half a second, handed Mo Yang a few tissues, and said : "Sorry, dirty your clothes."

Mo Yang is really a little stupid, is fourth master Peng the root cause of his illness, coughing up blood all the time?

While Mo Yang was in a daze, Zi Che was also in a daze. He didn't leave the black-haired zongzi's body immediately, but lowered his head, as if he had discovered something. At first he frowned and looked again, but then his eyes became dull ...

Seeing his serious expression, everyone didn't dare to go over at the beginning, fearing that the black-haired rice dumpling would jump up again, but then Ziche's expression was a little off, and he even reached out to touch the black-haired rice dumpling's neck, and his hand was bloody .

Zi Che's movements were so weird that everyone looked a little dumbfounded.

Xue Bo immediately ran over and said, "Zi Che?"

When Zi Che was called by him, he immediately woke up, looked up at Xue Bai, and said with a dazed expression, "Father? I..."

Xue Bai pulled him up, washed his hands with water, and said, "Zi Che, what's wrong with you?"

Zi Che looked confused, and said, "I...I don't know, I seem to... fell asleep just now?"

Zi Che didn't remember his ecstasy just now, but he just felt very tired, maybe because of fighting with Zongzi, Zi Che was covered in sweat and his face was not very good-looking.

Wan Teng Jinghou went over to check the body of the black-haired rice dumpling. The neck was broken. Ziche's technique was very accurate and skillful. Green brains were everywhere, and it was hard to tell whether it was brains or bugs.

Wan Cheng Jinghou frowned suddenly, Wen Baiyu asked him: "What's wrong?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou squatted down, pointed a dagger at the neck of the black-haired rice dumpling, and said, "Look at the hair on his neck."

Wen Baiyu also let out a "huh" and said, "This place, why does it look like a collar is put on, and it has been pressed all year round?"

As soon as Wen Baiyu said it, Fang Jing was also beside him. He sneered and said, "Put a collar on the black-haired rice dumpling? Only you are so naive that you can figure it out."

Wen Baiyu rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Fourth Master Peng had no external injuries, but the internal injuries were a bit serious, and seemed to be deteriorating rapidly.

Mo Yang was a little worried about him, but what happened to the two of them before, there were many old grievances, Mo Yang seemed to be unable to pretend that it had never happened, and looked at Fourth Master Peng for a while, then stopped talking.

After they finished the black-haired zongzi, they couldn't fall asleep this time, so they all got up and prepared to move on. They probably only slept for about two hours at most.

Everyone packed up their luggage, left the tomb, and continued to go in. Fourth master Peng said that this tomb is very large and there are incredible things in it.

Everyone continued to walk in, the tomb passage was very dark, and they heard "Dingling..." as they walked.

The sound of brass bells...

Wen Baiyu was now sure that he had heard it right. After that soft sound, the roar of black-haired rice dumplings suddenly came from the tomb passage. They had just walked out of the tomb not far away, and the sound came from the tomb. "Crack! Crack!" There were several sounds of the iron chain breaking.

Everyone looked behind in amazement, holding their breath and concentrating. At this moment, no one could speak. The sound was too loud, as if countless black-haired zongzi came out of the coffin.

They suddenly thought of what Xue Bo said just now, the ghostly symbols on the coffins were to suppress the vicious things in the coffins, could it be that the coffins were filled with black-haired rice dumplings?

The black-haired zongzi they met along the way was already very difficult to deal with. Counting the coffins in the tomb, there were at least twenty of them. Such a huge number could not be killed in one hit, and its physique was so strong...

When everyone thought about it, they felt extremely scared, and their hearts kept beating violently.

A black shadow crawled out of the tomb, making a "clucking" sound, followed by another black shadow.

At this moment, Wen Baiyu's flashlight went out.

As the light dimmed, he flicked the flashlight, but unexpectedly it was out of power at this time. Because the flashlights of the other people were all of the same model, and they were used about the same amount of time, they went out one after another.

Everyone exclaimed for a while, and Fang Jing shouted: "Backup flashlight! Hurry up!"

A group of thugs began to frantically look for flashlights, and Wan Cheng Jinghou suddenly said, "It's too late."

As he was speaking, he heard the sound of wind rushing towards him, and at the same time, the dragon scale dagger came out of his body, and he heard a scream of "cluck", and a black-haired rice dumpling fell to the ground immediately.

"Fire! Fire!!"

"Don't fire randomly!!"

"Don't hit your own people!"

"Everyone, don't panic! Don't panic!!!"

The passageway in the tomb was messy, and a few flashlights were still on, but the light was too dim, and those black-haired rice dumplings were black, which seemed to be good for hiding, lurking around them, ready to attack them at any time.

In this gap, Fang Jing and the others quickly took out the flashlights and threw them to the others, and they immediately lit up the tomb passage.

There are five or six black-haired rice dumplings around, which is still a small number. It seems that not all the rice dumplings in the tomb have been dispatched.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief first, but then raised a sigh of relief, five or six are not easy to deal with.

Fourth Master Peng said, "Is there a small number of us?"

Fang Jing took a rough look and said, "No, Fourth Master."

At this moment, Xue Bo said, "Zi Che is gone."

His voice was very cold, almost icy scum, it could be seen that Xue Bai cared about Zi Che very much, Zi Che was even his life, and now he is gone.

Wen Baiyu took a cursory look and said, "The zongzi that Wancheng Jinghou injured just now is gone."

Xue Bai's mood was very unstable, holding a gun in his hand, filled with a violent aura.

Everyone gathered together and guarded all sides. Those zongzi seemed to also pay attention to the team spirit and surrounded them.

"Oh!"

Someone fired a shot, and the black-haired rice dumplings rushed forward in an instant. Wen Baiyu kicked away one of the black-haired rice dumplings, and felt that the leg bones were about to be broken. This black-haired rice dumpling was as strong as a block of iron. He had to bear the strength himself, and Wen Baiyu's legs felt numb all of a sudden.

These zongzi are obviously carefully cultivated, but someone actually cultivated zongzi. Isn’t this as perverted as Dr. Wang, who tried to kill the corpse, and the corpse was unconscious after death. This is tantamount to playing with fire. Burned himself.

Maybe there are so many iron chains in the tomb, the owner here should have discovered his behavior of playing with fire, but the zongzi has already been practiced, and there is no way.

Wan Cheng Jinghou heard Wen Baiyu's gasp, and immediately leaned over and said, "Are you all right?"

Wen Baiyu shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just had a cramp..."

Fang Jing sneered and said, "It's so useless, why are you still fighting?"

As soon as his words fell, Wen Baiyu narrowed his eyes, and at the same time raised his hand, there was a sound of "嗖——", and the phoenix bone dagger was thrown out, brushing Fang Jing's ear and cutting it.

Fang Jing thought that he was going to take revenge on him, and his back was sweating coldly, but he heard a loud "Hey!" Behind Fang Jing, there was a black-haired rice dumpling that was about to rush towards him, and the phoenix-bone dagger was stuck on his forehead. Zongzi suddenly panicked.

Wan Cheng Jinghou suddenly raised his hand and fired three shots at the black-haired rice dumpling with a "bang, bang, bang". On the ground, it didn't move.

Fang Jing was frightened by Wen Baiyu at first, but Wan Cheng Jinghou was even more ruthless, and directly let the bullets pass by Fang Jing's ears. Deafened.

Wan Cheng Jinghou stepped on the gun quickly, jumped up, stepped on another black-haired rice dumpling that was rushing towards him, turned over with his strength, and pulled out the phoenix bone dagger with a "chh-" He quickly shuttled back and wiped the dagger before returning it to Wen Baiyu.

The six black-haired rice dumplings were really not easy to deal with, and the thugs were in a mess. Although Mr. Peng had no external injuries, his internal injuries were serious. There was a burning sensation in his internal organs, especially when he coughed and when he was fighting with the black-haired rice dumplings. Not as fierce as when I first entered the tomb.

Mo Yang recovered a bit, and protected Fourth Master Peng while beating and retreating, someone shouted: "My God, the zongzi is coming again! No, I can't stand it anymore! We can't finish the fight! Let's run!"

Everyone looked towards the tomb, and sure enough, another black-haired zongzi crawled out of the tomb, rushing towards them quickly.

Xue Bo was not here, anxious to find Ziche, and was the first to run deep into the tomb. Wen Baiyu saw that Ziche had already been lost, and Xue Bai couldn't lose it again, and said, "Hurry up, catch up."

Wan Cheng Jinghou grabbed Wen Baiyu's hand and followed quickly, while the other thugs also ran forward while firing their guns.

Everyone ran forward for a long time, because it was a desperate moment, they didn't feel tired anymore, they ran like crazy, everyone's physique was not bad, and they ran very fast.

There was a fork in the road ahead, Xue Bo stopped suddenly and said, "There is blood."

After he finished speaking, he turned to the bloody fork in the road, and ran into it like a madman.

The crowd followed him and ran for a long time, but they could not hear the roar of "clucking". It seemed that the zongzi had disappeared, and they probably all ran to another fork in the road.

Only then did everyone slow down, feeling exhausted.

Xue Bai didn't feel tired, only flustered. There was blood on the ground, and there was blood all the time. He didn't know if it was Zi Che's blood.

Wen Baiyu was also anxious, and ran forward with him, when Wan Cheng Jinghou suddenly said: "There is the sound of breathing, in front."

Xue Bo went crazy even more, and rushed forward immediately, only to see that the front had come to an end, and there was a tomb.

There is also a huge alchemy furnace in this tomb, surrounded by black wooden coffins, with iron chains wrapped around it, it looks the same as before, and there must be black hairy rice dumplings inside, but because it is very dangerous, they are all sealed up.

Xue Bo rushed in, and there was a smell of blood in the tomb, and the smell was very fresh.

I saw a pool of blood on the ground, Zi Che was sitting on the ground, holding a gun in his hand, and beside him lay a dead black hairy rice dumpling, his head was blown out, it was so disgusting as hell.

There was blood on the body of the child, and blood on the legs, probably injured, and he sat slumped on the ground, staring at the black-haired rice dumpling a little weakly.

"Zi Che!"

Xue Bo yelled, and immediately rushed up, bent his knees, knelt on the ground, hugged the limp Ziche tightly, and said, "Good boy... where have you been, don't scare the adoptive father..."

Ziche seemed to be frightened, and was held by Xue Bai without moving.

The people behind also followed, seeing the state of the tomb, they were too wary to go in.

Wen Baiyu looked at Ziche's expression, his eyes seemed a little dull, his mind flashed, and suddenly he thought of the pile of corpses in front of the huge bronze door, and the four people also had dull eyes, sitting on the ground slumped.

Just as Wen Baiyu was about to open his mouth to call Xue Bo, he reminded him that there seemed to be something wrong with the car, and something might have happened during the time when he was separated.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard "Boom...boom! Boom!" three loud loud bangs.

Xue Bai's body shook slightly, he raised his head in surprise, his throat slid several times, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, which flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Baiyu was so frightened that he froze, Zi Che fired three shots at Xue Bai, and his eyes were full of disgust.

Xue Bai's body moved, and he fell to the ground with a "bang", but Zi Che didn't wake up at all. He raised the gun, like a black-haired rice dumpling, and quickly pressed it against Xue Bai's temple, about to pull the trigger.

Wan Cheng Jinghou frowned, rushed forward quickly, pinched Zi Che's wrist hard, and Zi Che's gun immediately came out of his hand. Zi Che's reaction was quick, and he reached out to draw the dagger again. With a twist of his wrist, he quickly snatched his dagger, and kicked Zi Che hard in the stomach.

Ziche was kicked backwards and hit the black wooden coffin with a bang. Wen Baiyu was startled and rushed over quickly, but Wan Cheng Jinghou stopped him.

Ziche didn't seem to feel any pain, but he was still not awake. He got up and ran to the black-haired rice dumpling. His eyes turned red and he started to cry, crying like a half-grown child, murmuring, "Father... ..."

Wen Baiyu felt that Ziche must be like those people, bewitched by magic, or illusion, his current consciousness is completely confused, and he can't distinguish people at all.

At this moment, Zi Che suddenly raised his hand, with an extra saber in his hand, with despair in his eyes, as if he was about to commit suicide, he stabbed himself with the saber.

Wen Baiyu pinched Zi Che's neck quickly, and Zi Che fell to the ground without moving.

Wen Baiyu didn't have time to go to the pipe cart, Xue Bai had already collapsed on the ground with his eyes closed, bleeding all over the place.

Xue Bo was seriously injured, the position was not fatal immediately, but the internal organs were injured, and the stomach acid flowed out, which was the most painful.

Xue Bo fell to the ground in constant convulsions, his lips opened and closed, as if about to speak, Wen Baiyu lowered his head, and heard Xue Bo's weak voice calling Ziche.

Wen Baiyu's eyes became sour, and he quickly greeted Wan Qi Jinghou. The bullet was inside and had to be taken out. Wan Qi Jinghou's movements were fast and his hands were steady.

There is not much professional equipment here. We can only use medical tweezers, which are heated red and sterilized. Wan Cheng Jinghou quickly took out the bullet. There is no anesthetic, and there is no need for anesthetic. Xue Bai was so painful that he fell unconscious.

Fang Jing watched and said, "It's hopeless, he's bleeding too much."

Wen Baiyu ignored him, and quickly opened his hand, blood spurted out, all splashing on Xue Bai's body, Wen Baiyu moved his palm, letting the blood drip on Xue Bai's wound.

Wen Baiyu's blood flowed too much, and it took some effort. Wan Cheng Jinghou stopped the bleeding and cut open his palm at the same time. Zhulong's healing ability was better, and Xue Bai's wound was repairing itself at a miraculous speed.

Fang Jing was dumbfounded.

Wen Baiyu didn't have time to care about him, and quickly sprinkled Xue Bai with hemostatic medicine and wrapped it in gauze at the same time.

At this moment, Ziche suddenly woke up. He got up from the ground with tears in his eyes. He held something in his hand, which was a bronze bell.

Zi Che's eyes were dull, and he quickly shook the bronze bell in his hand.

"Ding bell... ding bell..."

The sound of bronze was unexpectedly crisp, and soon after hearing the sound of "Boom! Boom——", the black wooden coffin bound by iron chains began to vibrate, as if something was about to rush out.

Mo Yang yelled that he was not good, and rushed over quickly, holding a mahogany needle between his fingers, and pricked several acupuncture points on the body of the car.

Zi Che let out a low growl, his body shook, and he suddenly became a little sober.

Mo Yang quickly pulled out the mahogany needle and took two steps back, not sure if it would work.

Zi Che's consciousness seemed to be a little clear, Xue Bo heard Zi Che's roar in a coma, and seemed to have woken up, opened his eyes with difficulty, and said softly "Zi Che..."

Zi Che's body trembled, he suddenly raised his head to look at Xue Bai, and rushed over in a hurry, Xue Bai's gauze was all red, Zi Che's hands trembled, and said, "Father... What's wrong with you, foster father... I..."

Zi Che's thinking seemed to be a little confused. He remembered that it was like a dream just now. He obviously killed the black-haired rice dumpling, but the rice dumpling instantly turned into the appearance of his adoptive father, who was covered in blood and fell to the ground. Zi Che didn't dare I believed that I did it myself, and a deep despair swept over me, feeling that if Xue Bai was gone and died at his hands, then life would be meaningless at all...

Xue Bo shook his head and said, "Silly boy... no, no... don't think about it, the foster father's wound hurts a little, help the foster father..."

Ziche's hands trembled, and he held Xue Bo tightly. Xue Bo patted the back of his hand with great effort, as if to comfort him.

The coffin in the tomb was shaking violently. Fourth Master Peng said, "Quickly evacuate, Zongzi's corpse is about to be lifted!"

There were so many zongzi, and when they heard the call of the copper bell, they were all about to die. Mr. Peng shouted: "Retreat to the first floor, go to the first floor!"

Now they have no choice but to retreat. This tomb is larger than before, and there are more coffins than before. The copper bell rang just now, and now the copper bell rang several times. It is estimated that all the zongzi will be dispatched.

Everyone quickly evacuated from the tomb and ran to the first floor. They couldn't feel tired now. There was the sound of chains breaking behind them, and the zongzi seemed to be coming.

Everyone running has become a conditioned reflex, feeling that their legs are not their own. Mo Yang's leg injury is not healed, and he couldn't hold on anymore. on the back.

Mo Yang called him and said, "Leave me alone, there is still a long way ahead, you can't carry me on your back!"

Before he finished speaking, Fourth Master Peng had already roared: "Don't talk nonsense with me, I have a bad temper now, believe it or not, I'm still threatening you with old accounts, just shut up if you're sensible."

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what to feel in his heart, so he didn't say anything more.

Everyone rushed to the first floor, and the sound behind them seemed to be passing a horse team, and the sound of bang bang bang was endless.

"arrive!!"

"Flip board!"

"Quickly open the flap!!"

The people in front had already seen the flap, pulled the flap away, and jumped down without hesitation, stepping on the steps and rushing down. What rope do you need.

Xue Bai couldn't climb down at all, Wan Chengjinghou jumped down first, rushed up and shouted: "Zi Che let go, I will continue."

Ziche didn't hesitate, and immediately threw Xue Bai down. Xue Bai was tall and not light, and Wan Cheng Jinghou's arm strength was also amazing, so he immediately caught Xue Bai and let him sit down against the bronze door.

Wen Baiyu was at the back. Seeing that everyone was going down, he wanted to jump down himself, and Wan Cheng Jinghou followed.

Wen Baiyu looked down and was stunned for a moment.