Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen: Sturdy Beast Hunting (Part 2)

It turned out that when they first came in, I was leaning limply on the stone wall and slipping to the ground, with a weird smile on my face, and only the whites of my eyes without any eyeballs, which frightened them all. Lao Zhong hurriedly took out his silver needles and applied them on my back and under my eyes, only then did I wake up in time. Having said that, I immediately remembered that I seemed to have seen Lao Zhong and the others appearing in front of me twice just now, and there is no doubt that the latter group is the real one, so what about the front group of people? It seems that there is still the shadow of Lao Miao, but Lao Zhong told me that Lao Miao stayed on the ground and did not come down. What is going on?

In fact, I realized something was wrong just now, because I clearly smelled the same fragrance hidden in the firebox. There is no doubt that this fragrance came from the illusion of the Hejian Wang family. When someone guided my mind, I successfully escaped the induction and regained my semi-conscious mind. That is to say, the group of Lao Zhong and others who appeared immediately after that was obviously not my illusion, but a real person.It's just that with the help of drugs, I have hallucinations of acquaintances in my mind. I first outline the information of acquaintances in my mind, and then put them into seats one by one.This is a very strong psychological suggestion. First let your mind hallucinate, and then force yourself to believe that it is true. It seems that the Wang family's illusion is really not built.Thinking back to the illusion I experienced before I was rescued by the old Liutou, the young man in the dragon robe was the guy who performed ant training for us at the temple fair and beheaded a living person.

But what if it's hallucinations, or in other words, these scenes are just fabricated by myself because I inhaled the stale breath in the ancient tomb.This is not impossible, because in many underground tombs, some kind of fungal spores left in the past will remain, and this spores also have the effect of curing hallucinations. Just when my mind was overwhelmed, I looked up and saw something, which woke me up. I hurriedly called Lao Zhong over, and Lao Zhong was anxiously inspecting the armored badger. Very unhappy.He was taken aback for a moment until I pointed that thing out to him.Immediately he pulled out a high-voltage electric baton and handed it to me, and then he took out a Type 54 pistol himself. When I saw the pistol, I jumped, thinking, why do you have a gun?In fact, I didn't remember until later that Lao Zhong still had a position in the Public Security Bureau, and was responsible for the inspection and protection of cultural relics. This fact once caught me up.

Seeing that Lao Zhong pulled out his gun, the people who were laughing and laughing just now restrained their breath, followed behind Lao Zhong in a serious manner, and followed Lao Zhong forward step by step until they reached the edge of the stone wall. A row of mummified corpses were neatly arranged there, but everyone's eyes were not there, and they all stared blankly at one place. That place, the hole the size of a plate where the armored badger got through just now, has now been dug into a half-meter square, and the shovel marks are messy, obviously dug in a hurry.This is very consistent with what I saw in the phantom just now.

And the strangest thing is, just above those messy shovel marks, there is a hand holding there, it is a very pale hand, it is holding there firmly and motionless. Lao Zhong held a gun in one hand and walked over with a strong spotlight in the other. There was a long and narrow gap in the half-meter-square hole. Old Zhong checked the situation on that side first, then put the gun armpit back into his arms, shone the flashlight on the half-meter-square hole, and gently picked up the pale hand with his gloved right hand. It turned out that this was a severed hand, and it was not an ordinary severed hand, it was a severed hand carved from topaz, at first glance it looked like a living hand.

At this moment, Lao Zhong, Song Xudong and the two children of Zhao's family blurted out at the same time: "Dig your hand!" Ah, I was taken aback when I heard it. Could it be that I was not in a hallucination just now, but that the descendants of the Lu family of Quzimen were really talking to me. No, if I were there, how could it be possible not to leave a little trace?Could it be that they had another secret way and absconded secretly? Thinking of the secret path, I suddenly remembered the scene I saw when I tried to open my eyes just now. That strong bull with blue light, that strange man with a pale face like the scar of the third eye on his forehead, came out of the stone wall. It was drilled out.

Lao Zhong and I put away the expression of the magic stick at the same time, turned to look at Zhao Yu, and saw that the little black leopard lying in his arms had already jumped to the ground, and was roaring ferociously at a certain place on the ground. , as if living within it was its father-killing enemy. Zhao Xu, who was silent for a while, took out a small shovel, and opened the area scratched by the electric scorpion. It turned out to be a thin layer of stone shell. If it weren't for this spiritual animal, we wouldn't be able to do it at all. You will find that there is an open space the size of a coffin below, and there is a person hiding in this open space. A person is sweating profusely, lying there trembling, with his eyes turned white, obviously very critical.

Song Xudong handed over the spotlight in his hand to Zhao Xu, and wanted to go down and drag this person up, but Lao Zhong stopped him at once, and scolded fiercely: "Bastard boy, don't want to die, this person has already become a cicada!" , you want to follow in his footsteps?" "Cicada man?" The second time I heard this expression, I was shocked. The first time I heard this expression was from the old Liutou whose life and death are still unknown. I dare not touch the thirty-six gold-armored bronze men in the tomb hall. However, this time, Lao Zhong brought it up again. It was obviously a very scary thing, and the fear on Lao Zhong's face came from the heart. He immediately asked Song Xudong to check my whole body, and then put on my clothes. A set of protective clothing similar to diving tights, with black rubber bands tightly around the body, making it extremely uncomfortable.Old Zhong was still dissatisfied, and ordered each of us to wear thick rubber gloves, and then carefully turned this unlucky guy in a camouflage training uniform over with a rotary shovel.

It doesn't matter that he turned over, we were all stunned, because we have all seen this man lying on the ground, and he was one of the lion dancers at the temple fair. It is different from when he was majestic and majestic in the lion dance. Now his eyes are closed, his gums are clenched tightly, his face is as white as paper, and beads of sweat the size of mung beans roll down from his forehead from time to time. After seeing this, Lao Zhong suddenly stood up, took my merman oil torch, and lit all the dry lamps in the tomb hall. In the blue and elegant flame of merman oil, the whole tomb hall seemed to be bright , but it seems to be darker again, after all, the blue flame feels too cold.

Old Zhong asked the man to be placed in the middle of the tomb hall, then took out the silver needle box that never left his body from his arms, took out the bright gold cone, inserted it into the man's mouth, and opened it vigorously. Then stuffed a handful of things in, and saw that the unconscious man immediately bit the stuffed things tightly, still not saying a word.I later learned that this was to prevent the man from gnashing his teeth or biting off his tongue. After finishing all this work, Lao Zhong sighed, seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be talking to us next to us: "This kid has been planted into a cicada, if you want him to live, or you want to live, hurry up!" Come out, or you won't be able to save them when the time comes."

The few of us looked at each other ignorantly, not knowing what Lao Zhong was doing. Seeing our confused appearance, Lao Zhong smiled, and said loudly to the surroundings: "Six hours for implantation, eight hours for onset, if you want to know if you are really hit by the 'Cicada Pupa', you have to go back with me to check one time." Just when we were wondering what old Zhong was talking about, three or two of the mummy hanging on the wall suddenly walked down from the wall. Before we rubbed our eyes clearly, we saw the mummy one by one Plopped and fell to the ground, a groove appeared behind the mummy, and a person slowly came out of the groove. Before our surprise was over, it was like a fit, and another person came out from behind him. Very low, but very lean. When I saw these two people, I was stunned at that time, because I also saw this person familiarly. The person in front was the elder brother who performed illusion at the temple fair, and the little man behind was a bit like him in appearance. The younger brother of the head, but the difference in size is too great. "You're not, aren't you?" I pointed at the person in front of me, stuttering with excitement.Song Xudong also recognized him, "Aren't you the one who performed tricks at the temple fair?" The man chuckled: "Hejian tricked Wang's family, Wang Kui has met his uncle, senior brother." This guy has a thick skin, and he almost got away with it as soon as he bowed his hand, and arranged us into a family in a few words.