One Pillow Huaxu

The rope is tanned by the villagers, it is no better than a professional climbing rope, and the length is not enough.Fortunately, the walls of the cave are full of holes and coffins, so there is no shortage of places to stay.

The two quickly slid to the nearest coffin. No matter in size or material, the coffin was similar to the one in the bunker, except that it was older and covered with dust and cobwebs.There is no cover on the head of the coffin, which may have been inlaid when the entire coffin was half-opened, and the coffin was covered in the mountain.

Wu Xie took a photo inside, and some bugs scattered and fled under the light.It was empty inside, with no corpses or funeral objects.

Zhang Qiling walked in front, he was even faster, he had already seen several coffins: "They are all empty."

Wu Xie said: "It's a big project to get so many people in. It can't be convenient for us to settle down."

He looked up to the top of his head, and now the fault when they came was already five or six meters away, and the two of them were hanging in the middle of the cave wall.The coffins here are denser, and when the light shines on them, they are all blurry shadows, as if walking in a cemetery in the air.

Wu Xie suddenly said a word: "Drawer."

Zhang Qiling in front looked up at him when he heard the words, and he continued to climb down on the coffin, adding: "It's the same as the archive room, they store things. It's just that one stores files and the other stores dead people."

This analogy is a bit scary, but Wu Xie didn't have much expression on his face, and said: "The drawer has no lid, so it's easy to check. It seems that there is a lack of a sorting administrator here, and the stored things can't be found."

While talking, he continued to stop and check when passing a certain coffin.There were several empty mouths in a row, and then the checking movements became somewhat mechanical.

Zhang Qiling had already loosened the rope at this time, he didn't tie a loose buckle like Wu Xie, his rock climbing movements were more flexible, and he checked other places from a staggered angle.Wu Xie lowered his head and saw that the other party was like an agile lynx, climbing between the steep rock masses, and even jumped onto the coffin without making a sound.

Wu Xie watched for a while, and realized that the man didn't need to worry about himself, and continued to focus on rock climbing.

When passing by the holes, he would also look in reflexively, and it was indeed the same as the one they came out of. These holes were similar, extremely narrow, and could not illuminate the bottom.Wu Xie was thoughtful, glanced at the empty hole, and then slid down a bit.

The coffin below was not deeply inlaid, and when Wu Xie looked in, it was still empty, but there were more exposed parts of this coffin, so it could be easily illuminated to the end.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly heard a "sand" sound from above his head.

It was very soft, but it was quiet before that, and he was sure he heard it.Wu Xie looked up at the hole just passed by, without saying a word, withdrew his lighting hand, hung the lamp on his body, then pulled out his dagger calmly, stepped on the coffin next to him, and climbed to the hole again .

In the process of standing upright, he suddenly realized what the sound was like, it seemed to be the sound of cloth rubbing against the wall.

Thinking of this, he grabbed the opening of the hole and quickly turned his gaze back inside.

But unexpectedly, it was empty and there was nothing there.Wu Xie narrowed his eyes, and shone some more light into it. Just as he was wondering if the other party had shrunk back towards the depths, he suddenly heard a series of "rustling" sounds suddenly coming from the side, accompanied by hard objects scraping. rattle on wood.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a person lying on the empty coffin next door.The man shrunk his body inside the coffin, with only his head protruding from the narrow opening. At this moment, he was twisting his neck to ninety degrees, looking directly at him silently.

His face was pale and white, his eyes were wide open, and he was wearing a Bam mask.

Wu Xie clicked his tongue, and he reacted very quickly. Seeing that the man was about to lean out of the coffin, the hand holding the dagger quickly flipped the knife, changed to a fist, and slammed the fist vigorously on the mask.This straight fist swung hard, hitting the opponent backwards, accompanied by the sound of the wooden mask cracking.

Immediately afterwards, he twisted his waist and grasped the rope tightly, preparing to take a long distance, when suddenly he felt a tightness on his feet, and then he was pulled down by a force.

He felt that something was pulling his foot that was stepping on the coffin, and when he looked down, he saw a pale hand sticking out of the coffin, holding his ankle tightly.At this time, the flashlight swiped into the depths of the coffin on a conditioned reflex, and a big blue and white face suddenly appeared in the light.The man was also wearing a Bam mask, and he was stuck tightly in the darkness at the bottom of the coffin.

The other party folded all his other hands and feet, like a mollusc shrunk in the dark, leaving only one face facing the outside.At this time, the hand continued to exert force, as if it wanted to drag Wu Xie down directly.

Seeing this, Wu Xie quickly wrapped the rope around his hands a few times, turned around and grabbed the mountain wall, and lifted his waist and legs upwards forcefully, forcefully dragging the masked man who was struggling downwards out of the coffin.

At this time, he twisted his waist again, and threw the man directly up the mountain wall.But after the masked man was photographed on the wall, his hands were still tightly gripped.Seeing this, Wu Xie retracted his grasped foot, and his whole body also retracted downward.

At the same time, without hesitation, he bent the knee of the other leg, turned his waist at an angle, and kicked it vigorously. Using the hardness of the mountain, he broke the opponent's wrist with a crack, and broke free from it.

Wu Xie didn't pause at all, and then jumped and slid down with the rope, shouting: "It's not that the archivist doesn't work, it's that the stored things will run away by themselves."

The moment just now had alarmed other things hidden in the dark. He looked around and saw masked heads protruding from the numerous holes. There were more than a dozen of them in the surrounding area.

At this time, there was another sound coming from below, Wu Xie's sliding speed suddenly stagnated, Zhang Qiling, who was walking below, followed the sound and quickly climbed back to his side, hugged his waist into his arms, and at the same time took advantage of the trend Holding Wu Xie's hand holding the dagger, he ruthlessly cut off the live buckle ropes connected together:

"The rope is almost at the end. Hold on!"

Immediately afterwards, he took Wu Xie and jumped directly onto a coffin below. The weight and momentum of the two adults hit it all at once, and there was an ear-piercing crackling sound from the plank.Zhang Qiling didn't stop, but kicked again, and jumped towards the next foothold.

Wu Xie took a breath, but didn't make a sound, but immediately adjusted his posture to cooperate with the jump.

The wind lanterns on the two of them swayed with the free fall, and the surrounding shadows were in chaos. In such a messy light environment, Zhang Qiling found the landing point extremely accurately, leading Wu Xie to move forward layer by layer without hesitation. Jumping down is like flying over a wall.

Fortunately, this hole is not endless, and finally reached the bottom after a few minutes.At the bottom was a piece of yellow mud, on which were scattered the remains of wooden coffins.Zhang Qiling saw at a glance that there was a passageway as high as half a person on the wall, and after standing still, he stuffed Wu Xie into it.

Then he turned around and ran close to the ground, dodging a masked man who flew down, grabbed the other man by the collar while being short, and threw it upwards diagonally, sweeping several of them to the ground at once.

He didn't love to fight. After seeing the first wave of being forced back, he raised a coffin board under his feet and kicked it to the side of the entrance, and ran towards that side at the same time.When he reached the entrance, he shoveled the shovel close to the ground and picked up the board at the same time, and stuck the coffin board at the entrance while stepping back.

The plank didn't fit perfectly with the hole, so it could only be stuck there obliquely, and I don't know how long it could last.At this time, I heard Wu Xie yelling "this way" in a low voice. He was standing in front of a secret door not far away, and the door had already been opened.

After Zhang Qiling ran over, Wu Xie pushed him in vigorously, then he also got in short, and at the same time patted the mechanism to close the door.

Behind the door was still a yellow mud passageway as high as half a person. After the two stood still, they did not talk, and continued to trot forward for a while, until the surroundings became completely quiet. Zhang Qiling noticed that Wu Xie's breathing began to become heavier. Pull him to stop.

Wu Xie quickly adjusted her breathing rate, and asked, "Is this the same thing as the hanged ghost you mentioned earlier?"

Zhang Qiling nodded silently, Wu Xie said: "These people wearing Bam masks probably belonged to octopuses in their previous lives, and they drilled everywhere."

When he said this, he paused for a moment: "No, it can't be said to be human anymore, although they still seem to have a little body temperature. These people don't feel pain. I just stepped on a person with a broken hand bone, and that person was only loose. Work hard."

"But they wear the same clothes as villagers, are they villagers, or is it something else?"