The night was frighteningly quiet, and in the valley surrounded by a towering mountain, a few bright lights could be vaguely seen, reflecting the silhouettes of a group of people.A dozen or so heavily armed Japanese soldiers escorted a heavily tied Chinese young man and stood in front of a dark cave. With the light of the torches, the bottom of the cave can't be seen at a glance. The smell of gunpowder mixed with bursts of strange smells keeps coming up from the bottom of the cave. This is the masterpiece of Japanese bombs.At this time, all the Japanese soldiers were holding the 38 caps with bayonets, and stared at the entrance of the cave vigilantly.

"Taijun, that's right! The things should be in this tomb. You have to go in and open the coffin to get them!" A traitor dog with yellow teeth bent down, bowed to the Japanese officer in front of him and said, "Wu San is The local famous hand style, Taijun can rest assured." Listening to Huang Fang's words, Captain Matsuda nodded in satisfaction, wiped the mustache from the corner of his mouth, and said in blunt Chinese: "This is the medical skill of the Chinese people. The imperial army has got something, and you will be rewarded!" While talking, he waved his thumb in front of Huang Fang, and then waved to the Japanese soldiers escorting Wu San.

The Japanese soldiers got orders to untie Wu San, and Matsuda stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Your tomb robber, Yuxi! Cooperating with the imperial army will bring great benefits! If you fight against the imperial army, everyone will die." Die!" Matsuda said while making a beheading gesture, followed by another wave of his hand, and without waiting for Wu San's reaction, he pushed Wu San into the hole. Wu San fell four or five meters straight to the bottom of the cave. Fortunately, the soft soil made the bottom, which prevented him from breaking his limbs.He spit out the dirt and dirty water that choked his mouth, and cursed angrily, "You son of a bitch!"

Resentment comes from the heart!Wu San is not a man of lofty ideals with the world in mind, nor a literati who cares about the country and the people. Wu San is just a thief, a thief who survives in troubled times by stealing the property of the dead.But when he witnessed the horrific massacre made by a group of robbers and thieves, he realized that compared with this group of deranged people, he was just a rookie.And he survived the bloodbath of the whole village, which also gave him a deep understanding of what is national hatred and family hatred. Just as Wu San got up, he saw a light coming down from the top of the cave. Huang Fang pulled the kerosene lamp down with a rope and said, "Wu San, you are also a smart man, follow the imperial army carefully, and you will be popular in the future." People who drink spicy food must be aware of current affairs, look at those who oppose the imperial army, which one will end well!" As he spoke, the firelight reflected on that shameless face, revealing a disgusting cunning .

While speaking, two Japanese soldiers armed with live ammunition also climbed down, threw Wu San a small shovel, then pressed Wu San's back with the butt of his gun, and cursed loudly, forcing him to Continue to explore. Wu San scolded in his heart, but at the same time he had to hold the lamp, and cautiously bent down to explore the passage of the ancient tomb. The two Japanese soldiers followed from a distance, never daring to get too close, and they didn't go far. Wu San has already entered the tomb.The light from the lamp vaguely illuminated the situation in the tomb. Apart from the messy pile of stone carvings and bottles and jars, the most striking thing was a sarcophagus in the middle of the tomb.

Wu San is very familiar with the method of opening coffins in Fazhong. The thing the little devil is looking for can only be found in the sarcophagus. He doesn't know what it is, but remembering that Matsuda attaches so much importance to it, it must be something he has been coveting for a long time. Thinking of this, Wu San seemed extremely unwilling. How could it be something passed down from our Chinese ancestors? How could these gangsters snatch it? In front is a solitary sarcophagus, the surface is not smooth, it can be seen that the original polishing is not fine enough, coupled with years of erosion, making it look old and weird, under the dim and flickering oil lamp, the cold The sarcophagus is frightening.

Two Japanese soldiers grabbed Wu San and forcibly pushed him to the sarcophagus, then took a few big steps back, tightened the bolt and aimed at the sarcophagus.Wu San was so pushed that he bumped his head against the sarcophagus, the pain was so painful that blood flowed down his forehead, dripped on the sarcophagus, and slowly seeped in along the joint between the coffin lid and the coffin body. "People from China! Hurry up and work, you're dead!" The surrounding area was eerily quiet, and strange noises could be heard from time to time. On such occasions, even the gang of executioners who usually kill people felt terrified. .A Japanese soldier couldn't bear it anymore, and stabbed Wu San with a bayonet, urging him viciously.

Wu San still cursed in his heart, gritted his teeth resentfully, wiped his forehead with his sleeve, then picked up the oil lamp that fell on the ground and glanced around.In the empty tomb, there were some worn-out pots and porcelain scattered randomly. Wu San was a tomb robber, and this was just a common workplace for him.But this time was different, since he was pushed in, he felt that there was something weird here. The specifications of the tomb are very neat, and Wu San can tell from his experience that it is extremely old, at least several hundred years old.The strange thing is that the sarcophagus in front of me is extremely mismatched in such a tomb, because from the surface, the sarcophagus seems to be much older, as if it does not belong to this tomb.The surface of the sarcophagus was engraved with some strange patterns, which looked like vague people.The sarcophagus was originally supposed to be white, but it may be too old, but the surface of the coffin is covered with mold-like green fluff, which makes it itchy when touched. Most of the patterns on the sarcophagus are covered by those green fluff, making it impossible to see clearly. what is it.

Wu San felt that it was very strange, but at this moment he had no choice but to bite the bullet. He picked up the shovel and knocked on the lid of the sarcophagus tentatively, preparing to open the coffin.Suddenly, the light of the oil lamp flickered, Wu San turned his head to look, and almost sat down on the ground. Across the coffin, a dry face suddenly appeared, staring at him with black eyes. Wu San's forehead was hot, and cold sweat immediately oozes out, and an extra person appeared out of thin air in the tomb without making a sound. Even if Wu San, who has been in the field, encounters this situation suddenly, he still can't help being frightened He yelled loudly, causing the two Japanese soldiers to raise their big guns as a defensive gesture, cursing.

This is a highly distorted face, with only a thin layer of withered, yellow and black skin tightly wrapped around the skull. The distance between that face and Wu San is too close, and Wu San staggered. When he got to the ground, he immediately saw the owner of that face.It was clearly a human corpse, tightly bound by a few blood-red thin hands, which made him kneel up and tightly bound to one side of the sarcophagus.What's even more frightening is that although the corpse has changed beyond recognition, it is not decayed, but highly wrinkled and shrunk as if the flesh and blood had been sucked dry. Greedily sucking his flesh and blood.

"Not good! Could it be...!" Wu San suddenly had a thought, his face changed immediately, and the movements of his hands stopped.At this moment, there was a sudden light sound from inside the sarcophagus, as if something was struggling to figure it out. Wu San suddenly felt something was wrong, and subconsciously took a big step back. The two Japanese soldiers also noticed the movement, and fired two shots in a panic, hitting the cold sarcophagus, sparking sparks, and the piercing gunshots It echoed in the tomb, lingering like a ghost, and it took a long time to dissipate.The Japanese soldier above chattered a lot, and soon Huang Ya and two Japanese soldiers climbed down. It was obvious that he was extremely reluctant, and he was obviously coerced and stuffed down. "You two, work with the coffin open!" Six people crowded around a coffin in the crowded tomb, and no one dared to do anything. The Japanese soldier pushed Wu San and Huang Fang, and the bayonet directly hit the waist superior. Wu San glanced at the sarcophagus, and saw that Huang Fang was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of pleasure in his heart.At the moment, I put my heart to one side, thinking that the motherfuckers are going to die together, I, Wu San, have a cheap life, and it's worth the life of four little devils and a traitor dog leg!So he became ruthless, and immediately went all out, and stepped forward to forcefully pry open the lid of the sarcophagus. As soon as the coffin lid was pried open, a black mist diffused out along the pryed gap, and the sour and choking smell permeated the entire tomb.Wu San covered his mouth and nose, and bravely looked into the coffin, only to see a green corpse lying curled up in the coffin, covered with that kind of strange red hands, the corpse did not rot and could still be seen It looks like a human, but the whole body is green and shiny, and the whole body seems to be covered with hands. Wu San was still in fear, when suddenly he heard a scream in his ear, and in a blink of an eye, Huang Fang opened his eyes wide in horror, and his hands frantically scratched at his chest, as if heart-piercing.Soon, his flesh began to shrink, and his entire face slowly collapsed, as if his flesh and blood had been taken out of him abruptly.Wu San didn't understand what was going on, but he saw some snake-like red strange hands, quickly touched the other Japanese soldiers, and quickly entangled them.It was too late for them to escape, the tentacles and knife-like fingertips had already penetrated into their chests, and they began to suck greedily, the tomb was filled with heart-piercing screams, and the room was smeared with blood.The Japanese soldiers fired a few shots in a panic, but it didn't work at all. Soon, like yellow teeth, they were hollowed out and sucked out of their internal organs. "You son of a bitch! You also have today!" Wu San was frightened for a while, and then cursed happily, only then did he understand what this thing was.The red monster hand is the ghost blood snake vine in the legend of the mountain people. They often hide in the dark mountain rock crevices, waiting for opportunities to attack various small animals and suck their flesh as nourishment. The ghost blood snake vine in the tomb is because of Absorbing a lot of Yin Qi, the attack power is even more frightening. As soon as he thought of this, Wu San suddenly felt his ankles tighten, and his body suddenly lost his balance. A powerful force pulled him towards the coffin. His ankles burrowed in along the legs of his trousers.Wu San's heart tightened immediately, and just as he reacted, several piercing pains came from the root of his thigh. He also screamed in pain, as if he felt his flesh and soul were slowly being pulled away. In just a few seconds, his legs were numb and unconscious, and he was dragged into the Inside the sarcophagus, looking up, the green corpse's mouth was filled with black air, and its eyeballs suddenly turned bright red. "No! The corpse has changed!" Wu San was horrified, the consciousness of survival made him hold the edge of the coffin tightly with both hands, and fought against the blood vine with all his strength, the pain and fear made his sweat quickly wet covered his whole body. Suddenly, the green corpse sat up abruptly, and a few ghost-handed blood vines swished around, binding Wu San tightly like a bundle of animals, and the bloody hands like sharp knives snapped As soon as he shrank, Wu San's entire face was almost stuck to the face of the corpse, and a burst of sour black air choked him almost to suffocate. Soon, a strange itching spread all over Wu San's body. He didn't know if it was because of the black corpse aura, but he felt like thousands of pine caterpillars were crawling on his body.Wu Sanqing knew that there was no way out, but she seemed calm on the contrary. She turned her head and looked at the distorted and deformed corpses. It's worth it no matter what.It's just that it's too uncomfortable to die like this, so it's better to have a good time! Wu San thought, and with the last of his strength, he raised the kerosene lamp and smashed it on the sarcophagus. The fire puffed up and quickly spread throughout the sarcophagus.Those ghost blood snake vines were the last ones to attack Wu San because they were taboo against the lamp held by Wu San. When the flames were everywhere, those ghost blood snake vines shrank back as if fleeing for their lives. They were extremely flammable, and soon the entire sarcophagus was filled with In the sea of ​​flames, when the green corpse saw the fire, its mouth was burned open, screaming and struggling, accompanied by bursts of crackling sounds. Wu San was able to break free, staggered and fell out of the sarcophagus, the scorching flames burned his body, he seemed to feel that the piercing itching had improved a lot, and he clearly felt the pain again.He panted for a while, subconsciously moved away from the coffin lid, and poked inside the coffin.After a short period of exuberance, the fire has gradually weakened. The corpse and the ghost blood snake vine were almost burnt to charcoal. Seeing that a life had been retrieved in a daze, Wu San was still wondering secretly. Suddenly, he found that the corpse seemed to be wearing a strange clothing. Although the corpse had almost been reduced to ashes, the clothing was intact, and it lay motionless at the bottom of the coffin. From time to time, a few sparks burst out. Wu Sanqi stretched out his hand to take the so-called piece of clothing, shook it slightly, but saw that it was as bright as new and intact, as if it had been baptized in the fire.As soon as the flames were gone, a pungent smell came up from the bottom of the coffin. Wu San only felt a pain in his nose and throat, and the itching on his body became more severe. A lot of horrible green hairs grew out. Bursts of poisonous smoke spread along the robbery cave to the outside of the cave entrance, and soon there were bursts of panicked gunshots and screams, and soon the silence returned. Wu San knew that these little devils were completely defeated. Excited, but the corpse poison has already begun to attack. Wu San was so itchy that he almost committed suicide, blood flowed out from all seven orifices, Xin Dao seemed to be dead this time, this precious thing could not be taken by the little devil, and if someone found it later, he could still be killed Little devil's good name.As Wu San thought about it, he stretched out his hand and stuffed the divine robe into his chest. Strangely, when it was pressed against his body, the itching on his body decreased a lot. Is this the so-called flashback?As Wu San thought about it, his consciousness gradually became blurred.In a haze, he saw the looming pattern on the sarcophagus in front of him. Suddenly, his consciousness became much clearer, and he struggled and shouted: "So that's it! I understand, I understand!"