Cub's father is not human

Xiao Lan felt very cold.

He curled up and hugged himself, even when he fell into a coma, he couldn't stop the bone-piercing coldness from invading the cracks in his bones.With his eyes closed and groggy, he felt his body touch something viscous, slowly trickling down under him and flooding his back.

where is he?What caused his chest to be filled with countless despair, making him want to cry and run away.

Tears slowly fell from the corners of Xiao Lan's eyes, fell into her hair, and drowned in the sticky substance behind her.

A thin white mist spread out from a white mass and slowly stretched towards Xiao Lan. The cool mist covered his whole body, cold and silent.

Xiao Lan's eyes slowly opened.

--ah!The sharp cry echoed for a long time at the end of the tomb, and even the candles beside the road trembled slightly.

When Yin Li and Fan Lang heard the cry, they looked at each other, and immediately ran along the road, the sound of the wind scattered behind them.

The sound of wheezing and wheezing spread in the empty and dark tomb. Yin Li felt a pain in his eyes and almost fell down. Fan Lang quickly supported him, "What's wrong?"

"I... feel hopeless, Xiao Lan, he..." Yin Li took a deep breath and pressed his chest, "It's right in front, hurry up, hurry up"

Fan Lang held the child's hand tightly, it was too cold, the child was afraid, he rubbed Yin Li's face with his palm, and covered his hand in his arms, "Don't be afraid, let's go."

Yin Li didn't know how to describe that feeling, the despair, depression, and uncontrollable pain in his chest filled his mind.

All the way to the corner of the intersection, passing through a huge stone gate, suddenly a bright light flashed in front of my eyes.

Fan Lang hugged the child who was gasping for breath while pressing his chest firmly, and placed him on a raised step. Yin Li squinted his eyes and raised his head, and the two of them saw clearly where they were.

The tomb was as big as two classrooms, and the surrounding corners were lit with candles that remained unchanged for thousands of years. There were black and copper-colored strange beasts half a person's height in the four corners, and their ferocious eyes were directed towards the center of the tomb.

There is a stone platform in the middle that reaches the waist of an adult man. It is very big, just like the stone bed that two people can lie on on TV. On the edge of the stone bed, there is a blurry figure facing them, very tall. , the shadow trembled slightly.

Fan Lang half hugged Yin Li and walked towards the stone bed,

"Xiao Lan" Yin Li called softly.

Suddenly, the feeling of despair and depression disappeared from his chest.

Xiao Lan turned around slowly, his eyes were wide open, the corners of his mouth were pale, and the tears on his face were still wet. He lowered his head slightly, and Fan Lang and Yin Li followed his gaze to see something on the stone bed!

Yin Li trembled violently, and Fan Lang supported Yin Li with the same expression on his face. Between the three of them, lying on the stone bed was a huge skeleton.

The bloated body was still rotten, and the purple-black fleshy human figure on it was spread on the bed, and the thick corpse turned into a soft liquid.

Yin Li squeezed Fan Lang tightly, wanting to cry out in depression, there were countless small white bones on this corpse, as if something covered the corpse.

Xiao Lan moved her fingers slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "The ones on it...are rotten human bones, they belong to children, very small... very small children, children lost in the belly, can easily become evil spirits. , in ancient times... in ancient times, in order to punish wizards and monsters who thought they had the power to deceive, they used, used the bones of children to suppress the corpses"

There are more than a dozen small bones on this huge corpse, which invaded the huge body below it, turned into white bones and suppressed the corpse. It will not rot and return.

How much hate do you have to curse|curse a person like that.He will not be allowed to reincarnate after he dies, and he will be crucified on the baby spirit and suffer from evil spirits.

Xiao Lan knew that people in ancient times were superstitious, and the way they buried things with them amazed modern people.

Regardless of whether this method is true or not, whether people have a soul, whether they can be reincarnated, the person who intends to do this at that time can feel the hatred when he closes his eyes.

A slight cold wind blows in the tomb.

"Is that you?" Yin Li asked, Fan Lang and Xiao Lan looked at him in surprise.

Yin Li forced a smile, "I seem to feel that there is something here. Don't be afraid, he may not want to hurt us"

—I can't speak.

A faint and calm voice came into his head.

Yin Li looked at the two people staring at him, and made a sound in his head.

——I have a spiritual source in me, you can absorb a little, I cannot be known by them.You try to turn the spiritual source into sound.Sorry, I, I'm a little scared.

Seeing Yin Li close his eyes, Fan Lang quickly hugged him, and gently patted the child's arm, "Wake up, Yin Li, don't sleep, good boy, wake up, child"

Xiao Lan jumped off the stone bed and looked at Yin Li worriedly, "What happened to Ah Li?"

"I don't know, he's mentally ill. Xiao Lan, can you take us out?" Fan Lang put his arms around Yin Li's waist and let the child's head rest on his shoulder.

Xiao Lan blinked, "This is the main tomb. If we can get in, we should be able to get out."

Fan Lang stared at Xiao Lan suspiciously, and said coldly, "I don't think you are afraid of this place. Did you call me just now? We rushed over when we heard the call."

Xiao Lan looked at Fan Lang apologetically, "I'm sorry. I don't know how I came to be here after waking up." He scratched his head, "I was just scared when I woke up. I, um... really didn't Fear, Officer Fan, I am from the Department of Archeology, I am not afraid of these things. Yin Li is not in good condition, I will find a way, and leave now."

The cold wind blew the candlelight a little, and a cloud of white mist slowly filled the tomb.

There was a slight gasp.

"I will not... hurt you"

Xiao Lan's eyes widened.

Yin Li opened his eyes and saw Fan Lang lowering his head and looking at him worriedly. His heart softened and he reached out to touch Fan Lang's face, "I'm fine, I'm just a little thirsty. Can you give me some water?" He stood up in his arms and sat down on the steps below along the stone bed. He gave Fan Lang a hand, "Sit down and rest."

"A Li, you finally woke up, you scared me to death." Xiao Lan tried hard to maintain his expression.

Yin Li laughed out loud, "Why, don't you archaeologists wish to meet ghosts in the tomb?" He caught the water and took a gulp.

"You, me, me" Xiao Lan stammered stupidly, staring at the white mist, not knowing what to say.

"Tell me, what did you do and what did you see?" Fan Lang pinched Yin Li's face in a low voice, "If you play any more, I will take you to the police station to rest for a few days."

Yin Li pouted and accused, "The police uncle is going to threaten someone."

"What are the police..." The cloud of white mist blew cold wind, and a subtle and fuzzy voice entered the ears.

Xiao Lan swallowed, and wanted to reach out to touch the white mist, "Are you really a ghost?"

Yin Li smiled, isn't it too casual to be a ghost?Please, that is a collective term for demons, spirits, monsters and three corpses.He can't guess this thing at the moment, but he probably feels that it has something to do with the bones on the stone bed.

"Do you know the eight people who came in a while ago?" Fan Lang was not polite at all, and asked with a calm expression.

The cloud of white mist turned in the air, turned again, and turned again.

Xiao Lan, Yin Li, Fan Lang, "..." Is this girl thinking?

"Oh, I remembered, I lost something, it seems to be them, I don't remember"

"They are dead," Fan Lang said.

Bai Wu, "...oh"

Fan Lang continued, "The death was miserable."

Bai Wu, "...well"

"Don't you want to say something?" Fan Lang's voice was gentle and magnetic, and he was inducing it.

Bai Wu stretched out a small strand of slender smoke and touched it, as if scratching his head like Xiao Lan, "...well, what is death?"

Yin Li and Xiao Lan burst out laughing, the child's crooked eyes seemed to be adorned with bright stars, and his pink lips showed white teeth.

That's hilarious, okay, you're talking about death with a bunch of stuff in a crypt?Talk about someone else's death?

Please, it has something to do with it.

The white mist fell in front of Xiao Lan, and the soft mist covered Xiao Lan's face, "I seem to know you"

The laughter stopped abruptly.