Cub's father is not human

Xia Haidong was sitting on a big rock smoking a cigarette. Everyone outside was quiet and no one spoke.

The people who entered the tomb lost their voices and could not be contacted. Seeing that it was getting dark, there was no news at all.

The winter nights are too cold, if people sit outside for a night without dying, they will suffer from frostbite. Xia Haidong pressed the cigarette butt into the snow, slapped his hands, and greeted everyone, "Let's go, go back, we will go down tomorrow."

"Boss, they can't spend the night in the tomb, something will happen"

The other students who didn't go down all listened with their ears up, with different expressions.

Xia Haidong looked at the snow that started to fall again, and squeezed the mud on the ground with his feet, "We will have an accident if we go down now. I just hope they can find it in the tomb, and we will come back tomorrow morning, leaving two people here to watch and take care of it." Our clothes and fire are all left behind."

Hmph, it's okay to die a policeman, but dare to die a student, then you see, netizens are going to kill you, just like being righteous, whose life is not life.Xia Haidong knew this truth, but he really couldn't use the lives of these students as a guarantee.

And the underground tomb was much warmer than they thought.

Xiao Lan leaned over the stone bed to examine the huge skeleton. Although he was from the Department of Archeology, the only ones who could directly touch the coffin and the corpse were senior professors.

The cloud of white mist followed Xiao Lan, wherever he went, it followed him, and he never got tired of having fun.

Yin Li yawned, and Fan Lang sat beside him, stretching out his legs generously, "Hey, let me lean on you."

"Are we going out? Since we can't find any clues," Yin Li asked, resting his head on Fan Lang's lap, lazily looking at Xiao Lan who was busy overhead.

"Okay, are you tired? Let's go after a while"

Xiao Lan used tweezers to take some hair and bones from the corpse, put them in a sealed bag, and planned to take them out for research. They probably stayed here for a day, and he couldn't wait to know the identity of this tomb.

"Are you going too?" it asked.

Xiao Lan glanced at it, "We are together. Well, thank you."

"Can you not go, stay with me"

Xiao Lan stuffed everything into the backpack, "I'm human, I can't survive here. And... this is too unbelievable, why do you want me to stay?"

"I don't know, you're weird"

Xiao Lan thought for a while and asked softly, "Will someone die if they touch the things in the tomb?"

The cloud of white mist floated beside Xiao Lan. From a distance, it looked as hazy as the mist around the gods. The cold white mist rolled wantonly in mid-air as if alive, like an illusion.

Fan Lang looked at the cloud of fog and a person who were talking, and asked Yin Li in a low voice, "Do you know what this thing is? It's...unbelievable"

"There's always something we don't know." Yin Li said, holding a bottle of mineral water and drinking in small sips, and following Fan Lang's gaze, "What in the tomb can become a spirit?"

Fan Lang thought for a while, "Chengjing" he smiled, "I'm a policeman, I can't believe this, um, at least clearly not"

"You're still pretending," Yin Li said, licking his moist lips. "How much have your case team seen?"

Fan Lang moved closer to Yin Li's ear, and his whisper-like voice came to his ears with small fluctuations. Yin Li trembled subconsciously, and his ears were gently blown.

"Bones, infant spirits, ghosts, ghosts and ghosts." Fan Lang put away his joking expression, "No matter what it is, let's go out and talk about it. The soil sample has been found. Since we can't find any extra funeral objects, we should go out first."

No matter what it is under the ground, it is not a kind of thing that makes people feel good.

Yin Li remembered the strong bloody smell he smelled in the tunnel and the desperate feeling that he didn't belong to him, his expression changed, and he stood up, "Xiao Lan, we're leaving, everyone is still waiting outside."

Xiao Lan was talking to Bai Wu, and promised twice to bypass Bai Wu.Hey, you're so polite, after all, that cloud of mist is also his body, so it's not a big deal for you to come over.

"Goodbye" Xiao Lan turned around and waved as he walked. He turned his back to Yin Li and the others, so he didn't see their sudden change of expression.

The place where the road was originally, the walls were smooth, the candle lamps at the four corners were burning brightly, and the appearance of the strange beast was the same as when it first arrived, but Yin Li found that they couldn't find the way out at all. direction is not recognizable.

The world is divided into four directions, but in this tomb, there are exactly the same things everywhere, without any difference, without any different reference objects.

No, even if the surroundings are exactly the same, there is one thing that must be different.

It was the bones on the stone bed. People have heads and feet, so the direction must not be the same. Yin Li wanted to check the bones on the stone bed, but suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.

A dark liquid slowly flowed out of the candlestick burning with corpse oil on the wall, dripping from the candlestick to the ground, and the more it flowed, there was a small crackling sound.

"What happened?" Xiao Lan asked, he tried his best to endure the dryness of his throat, all he could smell under his nose was thick blood, and he could feel the thick liquid without looking at it, flowing slowly, deep red , depressing.

"You don't want us to leave?" Fan Lang asked. He guarded the two children behind him, staring at the place where the mist disappeared. The liquid in the surrounding candle holders continued to flow out, dripping. In the mouth and eyes of the strange beast, the huge copper bell-like black-brown metal was covered with a greasy water curtain.

Fan Lang glanced at Yin Li, and Yin Li blinked. He pulled Xiao Lan closer to the wall to find the mechanism, but found that there were more and more things flowing out of the candle holder on the ground, and it was impossible to lay down on the ground.

"You put these away, we're not leaving, hurry up," Xiao Lan said.

Yin Li pulled out a trace of his spiritual source and probed into the air, and it disappeared before touching the wall!

"If we die, maybe we won't become the same white mist as you," Yin Li said calmly.

—You go, I want him to stay.

"We are together." Yin Li stared at the air in front of him, these things were indeed made by this thing.

—I just want him to stay.

Yin Li's eyes were as calm as water. He raised his hand and said loudly, "If you don't stop, I will make you disappear forever."

Fan Lang glanced at the child worriedly, and wanted to reach out to hold him, but before he could make a move, Xiao Lan in front of him suddenly retreated as if caught by something, bumped into the stone bed with a bang, and then lay on his back Nothing could move there.

Xiao Lan wanted to move his fingers with difficulty, but felt that his body was suppressed by something, and even breathing became laborious. He stared at the roof of the tomb with wide eyes.I was shocked to find that there were colorful murals carved on the top wall of the tomb.

- you want to stop me

"Let him go!"

—No, I said he couldn't go.

"You'd better let him go immediately, or I—" Fan Lang, who was on the side of Yin Li's voice, suddenly stood up straight, and Yin Li reached out to pull Fan Lang's arm, but he slammed it away.

Fan Lang was expressionless, his eyes were staring straight ahead, lifeless at all, Yin Li pulled out a ray of spiritual source and penetrated into his body, but it was suddenly absorbed, and that force quickly and vigorously absorbed Yin Li's spiritual energy Yuan, trying to take it for himself, Yin Li gritted his teeth and pulled out the spiritual source, the reflected spiritual source that was stained with the three corpses burned his body, leaving a long line of burn marks on his arm.

Fan Lang stared blankly at the front, but there was a contorted and struggling expression on his face, and a panting sound came from his throat. He slowly raised his feet, and walked towards the stone bed step by step as if being pulled, lowered his head, and moved his hands mechanically. Holding on to the stone bed, he slammed it hard.

"Well..." Fan Lang's head hit Yin Li's palm vigorously, Yin Li's painful face was distorted, and the bones in his palm were distorted and broken. He hugged Fan Lang in shock, and firmly controlled Fan Lang's body. He didn't dare to think that if he hadn't used his hand to cover it, and hit the stone bed so hard...

"Fan Lang, wake up, wake up, please, don't do this, you will die, wake up"

Yin Li wrapped|wrapped|wrapped Fan Lang's body with his arms and legs, and pressed|pressed|pressed him to the ground. He suddenly remembered the series of struggling footsteps on the roof of Xishan University.

It's the same, isn't it suicide, is it controlled by others? Struggling desperately, but watching my body let myself fall into death.

Yin Li raised a little from the arm that was pressing on Fan Lang's shoulder, put his mouth together with difficulty, and bit his own hand hard, and he shot his own spiritual source mixed with blood into the air.

——With my spirit, sacrifice to my mountain, my life is up to the sky, my life is not the same, descended into the world, in the midst of human beings, the source of spirit is limited, but the sky and the earth remain unchanged.The 47th generation of Yin Li voluntarily pleaded guilty to offering sacrifices to the spirit of the mountain, turning the source of the spirit into a sword, remembering not to hurt everything in the world, controlling evil spirits, and shooting!

The dark green spiritual source mixed with blood turned into a sword with a transparent blade in the air. The tip of the sword pointed directly at the two entangled people on the ground. Yin Li moved his fingers violently, and quickly chanted the spell in his mouth.

puff.

That Lingyuan sword suddenly plunged into Fan Lang's back!