Third watch

"There are steps." Zhong Yi took a photo inside with a mini flashlight.

They now appeared to be in a sort of tunnel, with rough steps spreading out into the unseen darkness below, like a road leading to the wide open black mouth of some animal.

Wang Xiaoming tried not to think about the fact that the road they came from had disappeared, and felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart—as if at the end of this tunnel, there was something he didn't want to see more than those weird naked women.

These steps are not fine. After they walked down for more than ten minutes, they heard the sound of thin water flow.

Lu Xiaolu walked in the middle, using his mobile phone to take pictures of the side wall of the tunnel: "It doesn't look right here."

"Is it a tomb?" Wang Xiaoming thought suddenly.

Lu Xiaolu shook his head: "It looks like a robbery cave. It's not a mine... There were some air-raid shelters in S City back then, and some are still open for viewing. I went there when I was a child, and it's not like this. The cave seems to get wider and wider as you go in. "

"That's private behavior." Zhong Yi said.

Lu Xiaolu nodded: "But who would do such a thing? It's okay to dig a hole in the mountains for fun?"

"Speaking of holes," Zhong Yi said, "my grandfather has seen something similar."

"There is a village near the border in Guangxi. A couple went to the county to do business and sell rice noodles. Their business has always been good, but they would rather be busy until midnight every day than increase their staff. One year, the county launched a rodent eradication campaign. It was necessary to put medicine in every household to plug the mouse hole, but found a very large mouse hole under the stove in the lobby where they sold rice noodles. The people from the health bureau tried to plug the hole, but they couldn't block it. Later they simply After digging out all the ashes from the stove, it turned out that the bottom of the stove was empty, and there was a black hole the size of a water tank. Someone moved a ladder down, and found that there were tunnels underneath. Guangxi is a karst landform, with many underground rivers and caves. The tunnel of the store leads to a closed cave, which is as big as two drying yards, and it is full of dead babies."

Lu Xiaolu wondered, "Dead baby?"

"The woman's mother is a midwife in the village. In the early years, the countryside didn't pay much attention to it. If a dead baby was born, the midwife would handle it and usually take it to a special place for burial. Her man is from Thailand. He worked in a farmer's market on the border earlier. After they got married, they moved to the county seat. After they moved to the county seat, they started digging tunnels and cooked rice noodles every morning. It is said that the stove was stuffed with dead children. If they couldn’t be burned, they were thrown into the hole.”

"Why are they burning children?" Lu Xiaolu was terrified.

"I don't know." Zhong Yi said: "The couple were sentenced to death shortly after they were arrested. The locals said that the man was a cannibal, and he brought his wife to eat the children. If he couldn't finish eating, he would burn them. Some people said that the woman was a witch and used her children to refine oil. The information was not developed back then, only that the two were publicly shot and the woman’s mother in the country disappeared. When my grandfather came to the county, the rice noodle shop The store has been sealed off, and there are armed police guards. My grandfather wanted to go in at the time, but he was discovered and was almost arrested. But he said it was too evil, and accidents would happen in that cave sooner or later. Needing a hidden place out of sight, burrowing seems to be a popular practice."

Wang Xiaoming laughed dryly: "Good bedtime story."

"Xiao Ming, are your teeth fighting?" Lu Xiaolu asked with concern.

Wang Xiaoming: "No!"

"It's not like the 60s now. Although Wutong Mountain has not been developed yet, the scale of this hole can't be dug in a few days-could it be Mr. Gu?" Wang Xiaoming said: "He said that the villa was bought a few years ago... ..."

Zhong Yi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Lu Xiaolu was turning his head to listen to Wang Xiaoming's words when he bumped into Zhong Yi's backpack.

"Ouch!" Lu Xiaolu said, "Master, your backpack feels so foreign, it's as hard as armor."

Zhong Yi didn't speak, and raised his hand holding the flashlight a little.

Lu Xiaolu immediately stopped talking.

Wang Xiaoming looked over Lu Xiaolu's shoulder and found a person sitting on the ground in front of him.

"Who is that?" Lu Xiaolu lowered his voice nervously.

Zhong Yi remained silent, and slowly stepped forward.

The light from the flashlight made the bluish-white face look lifeless.

It's Mr. Gu.

"He's dead." Zhong Yi didn't reach out to touch him immediately, but observed him for a while, and then felt for his pulse.

It was the first time Lu Xiaolu saw a dead person, so he was too stiff to take a step forward.

However, after seeing Lin Yu, Wang Xiaoming felt that Mr. Gu's death was fairly neat, at least he didn't look traumatized.

"Those on him..." Wang Xiaoming didn't know how to describe those strange things: "It seems to be gone?"

Zhong Yi stripped off some of Mr. Gu's clothes, Wang Xiaoming's scalp went numb, and he took two steps back.

Lu Xiaolu said, "Damn it!"

Those hands are still there.

But it was no longer that swaying like a water plant, but shrunk into a dry and thin shape, drooping from the back to Mr. Gu's chest, motionless.

Zhong Yi stood up: "I don't know how many experts he invited to rescue him, but it seems useless."

Wang Xiaoming: "...Why is he here? Those women just now really have something to do with him?"

Zhong Yi: "Don't talk."

Wang Xiaoming subconsciously shut up.

All three were wearing masks, and there was only the sound of their rough breathing in the silence.

Zhong Yi didn't know what he was thinking. After being quiet for a while, he ignored the half-sitting corpse on the ground, and walked to the depths first.

Wang Xiaoming and Lu Xiaolu followed quickly, and when they reached the corner, Lu Xiaolu looked back in a strange way.

Mr. Gu's body was still there, and there was no sign of getting up to follow them.

Lu Xiaolu was also stunned by his own paranoia, walked quickly around the corner without looking back.

But if he looked back carefully at this time, he would find that Mr. Gu's clothes began to swell and squirm. From a distance, it seemed that the hands on his body had revived again, and he was groping for the host's body indiscriminately.

The three originally thought that if Mr. Gu built this cave secretly, with his financial resources, the inside would probably be amazingly built.

But when they went deeper and deeper, they realized that the cave didn't look like a secret room at all, it was only a rough passage dug out by people, if it wasn't for the steps under their feet, it would almost look like a natural cave. formed caves.

The cave was quite humid and hot, and the three of them were still wearing masks, and soon they were covered with sweat. Beads of sweat dripped down their necks, making it itchy.

Wang Xiaoming walked last, raised his hand to wipe the back of his neck, but accidentally bumped into a limp thing!

The touch passed by in an instant, so fast that it almost made people think it was an illusion.

But since Wang Xiaoming came to Wutong Mountain, his spirit has been in a state of high tension. He felt his hand touched something, and immediately looked back quickly.

A shadow was retreating rapidly in the darkness, Wang Xiaoming hurriedly raised the flashlight to illuminate it, but only had time to find a black object that retreated rapidly into the darkness.

"Wait a minute." Wang Xiaoming's fingertips were trembling, and he tried to keep his voice calm: "Is there something—"

Both Zhong Yi and Lu Xiaolu turned their heads immediately, but there was no movement in the darkness.

Wang Xiaoming told them that there seemed to be someone behind.

"I just reached out to wipe my sweat, and I touched..." Wang Xiaoming's voice was dry.

He was touching the back of his neck when he bumped into the thing.

What does this mean?

Was there something following them just now?

So... so close?

Or did something happen to touch his neck just now?

Zhong Yi didn't speak, and examined Wang Xiaoming carefully, shining a flashlight on his neck.

"It's okay." Zhong Yi said, "Take out your folding stick."

The light from the flashlight was a little hot, and Wang Xiaoming felt his neck was hot.

Lu Xiaolu couldn't help but take a flashlight and shine it backwards. This kind of claustrophobic environment made him, who has always been a big heart, couldn't help being suspicious.

"What could that be?" Lu Xiaolu said softly, "Is it those women just now?"

"It doesn't look like that." Wang Xiaoming shook his head.

Although those naked girls moved strangely, their bodies and movements were still considered graceful. He took a quick look just now and felt that the black figure didn't look as dexterous as a human's joints, and was bent back, like some kind of animal.

Zhong Yi didn't speak, but for some reason Wang Xiaoming felt that he must be frowning now.

"Let's continue walking." Wang Xiaoming said: "The formation remains the same. This time I will be careful behind me."

Lu Xiaolu moved, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't make a sound.

Wang Xiaoming knew that Lu Xiaolu wanted to replace him with him—Lu Xiaolu was very courageous, and Wang Xiaoming didn't doubt that he would be willing to take risks for his friends.

But in this case, it is most reasonable for Zhong Yi to take the lead and Wang Xiaoming's rear, because Lu Xiaolu in the middle has absolutely no experience in dealing with these inhuman monsters. If anything happens, it is him who is most likely to hold back.

Lu Xiaolu is also aware of this.

"Why don't we turn around?" Lu Xiaolu said, "It's not good to have a hidden danger in the back."

"You can't get out even if you turn back." Wang Xiaoming said, "We can only go forward."

Zhong Yi acquiesced to Wang Xiaoming's statement and walked to the front again.

Wang Xiaoming clenched the folding stick tightly, feeling that the pores on the skin behind him were opening—if he felt something approaching him again, he would turn around and give it a hard hit first.

However, it seemed that the things in the darkness became vigilant, and they never appeared again until they almost reached the end of the tunnel.

"There is a bright light in front." Zhong Yi turned off the flashlight, and the two people behind saw a light source in front of them.

The three immediately thought of the lanterns in those women's hands.

"Don't move the mask, let's go." Zhong Yi said in a deep voice.

The three of them walked slowly to the end of the cave wall, and found that the front suddenly opened up.

Someone dug a huge hole in the mountain. The tunnel they walked in ended in this big hole. The ground of the big hole was one floor lower than the tunnel. In the center was a black five-story ancient building with a deep color. It looked like it was made of black iron.

There was a pool in front of the building, and the sound of water they heard before seemed to come from it. Two naked women were squatting by the pool, as if they were washing something.

The two women didn't notice them, and they put a lump of something into the water, and immediately a fishy smell permeated with the faint red in the water, rushing straight into the nostrils.

Lu Xiaolu made a suffocating sound, being covered in a mask, it sounded very uncomfortable.

Not only him, Wang Xiaoming also felt nauseous.

The two women were washing a few bloody clothes. Those clothes were dyed dark red and spread out in a wet ball. Looking from a distance in this dimly lit place, they looked like some kind of internal organs that had been separated from the body cavity.

Zhong Yi jumped off the ground lightly, as lightly as a cat.

Wang Xiaoming hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved down, and Lu Xiaolu followed.

Zhong Yi looked back at them and pointed to the mask and his throat.

It means that the function of the invisibility cloak is still working, and no sound is allowed.

Wang Xiaoming's palms are sweaty—although Zhong Yi once said that he is a master of Lubanmen, he has only seen the heaven-defying setting of the invisible mask in movies, and Zhong Yi has not done any experiments, so he took a few A cheap Ultraman mask was transformed, who knows if it will work?

To take a step back, even if it is useful, it is only a cover for ghosts like Lin Yu. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are just suspicious elements wearing masks and acting sneakily.

Zhong Yi ignored the two people behind him, approached quietly from behind the two laundry women, and then stopped suddenly.

Wang Xiaoming and Lu Xiaolu were following him on tiptoe, when Zhong Yi stopped, they also stopped.

Zhong Yi was wearing a mask, and Wang Xiaoming couldn't see his face clearly at the moment, but he immediately knew why Zhong Yi stopped.

Because the action of the two women washing clothes stopped.

The cave was empty and flat, and there was no shelter at all except for the strange iron building in the center. Wang Xiaoming saw one of the women half-stand up and turned to face them.

Her movements were very strange, like a robot with rusted joints, and her jerky and slow movements made it seem as if one could hear the creaking sound of those iron doors that had been in disrepair.

But when she turned around completely, Wang Xiaoming noticed immediately: she could see several of them.

She is a living person.

And she was a fairly young woman with a pretty face.

But her eyes gave Wang Xiaoming an indescribable feeling - she didn't scream, didn't show a look of surprise, in fact, she didn't react at all...

"Stand back." Zhong Yi said in a deep voice.

Wang Xiaoming immediately put the folding stick across his chest, and took a few steps back with Lu Xiaolu.

"Who are you?" Zhong Yi asked.

The woman rolled her eyes slowly a few times, then she squatted down slowly again, and started washing clothes with another woman.

Zhong Yi also seemed to be a little uncertain, just as he was about to step forward, Lu Xiaolu behind him suddenly yelled.

Wang Xiaoming, who was already nervous, was so frightened by Lu Xiaolu that he almost spit out his heart, so he turned around quickly.

Behind Lu Xiaolu was still the empty hole, nothing.

"What's your name?!" Wang Xiaoming glared at him.

Lu Xiaolu's face was hidden behind the mask, but his voice was obviously a few degrees higher: "There!"

Lu Xiaolu pointed to the iron building.

The building is extremely exquisite in shape, coupled with the strange building materials and environment, it doesn't look like the real thing at all, but like some ancient folk handicraft that has been magnified dozens of times.

Lu Xiaolu's voice changed: "There is someone in the building!!"

Wang Xiaoming looked at the black iron building.

The gate of the iron building was closed tightly, and the door knocker was also made of iron. It seemed that it had not been touched for hundreds of years.

Zhong Yi also looked up. Although the building had windows, it had no windows. Those carved window lattices looked like empty black eyes.

"By the window on the third floor! There was a face just now!" Lu Xiaolu's voice was a little hoarse: "Fuck me, Mr. Gu is living?!"

"Be careful!" Zhong Yi suddenly said, Wang Xiaoming only had time to look away, and saw the seemingly heavy iron door suddenly and quietly opened, and a few black figures that were too fast to be seen jumped out from inside. !