Tomb Raider: The Young Captain Mojin

As the stone gradually sank in, Wu Sihua's feet suddenly trembled slightly.

The three-meter-square ground unexpectedly fell down slowly without making the slightest sound.

At this moment, Wu Sihua had to admire the craftsmanship of ancient craftsmen.

Such a sophisticated mechanism has been preserved so well after thousands of years that it didn't even make any noise.

After the stone slab sank fifty centimeters, it began to slowly move sideways, revealing a secret passage.

Wu Sihua let go of the stone and shone a light on the bottom. It was a step with a width of more than two meters, enough for two or three people to walk side by side.

Jumping into the secret passage, Wu Sihua pulled out the dagger from his trouser leg and walked forward cautiously.

Just after taking a few steps, I saw that the bluestone slab had started to move slowly.

Wu Sihua hurriedly turned around to check, and found that there was also a raised stone under the bluestone slab, so he was relieved and continued to walk down the steps.

Facts have proved that Wu Sihua's caution was unnecessary.There is no danger in the entire secret passage.

The secret passage is very deep, with more than 200 steps.

At the end of the steps, there is a long passage.Wu Sihua guessed that the top of this passage was the bottom of the cliff.

Turning around in the open space, I found another upward step.

Stepping up the steps, it was pitch black ahead.Wu Sihua was still very careful and moved forward slowly.

At the end of the stairs, there is a three-meter-square platform, which has been sealed.

Wu Sihua stretched out his hand to press the semicircular stone on one side of the platform, there was a slight tremor on it, and there was still a flat bluestone moving slowly, revealing a bright and strange fire light.

Jumping out of the platform, Wu Sihua found that he had arrived at a corner of the gazebo, not far from him was the coffin made of yellow intestines.

The fire platform behind Wu Sihua was burning with a strange blue flame, and an inexplicable fragrance wafted from time to time.

Turning his head to look at Hu Yifei, who was still lying unconscious on the ground, Wu Sihua took a long breath of the moist and smelly air, and with both hands, he crawled towards the yellow sausage.

The higher he went, the stronger the stench in Wu Sihua's breath became.

Among them was the stench emanating from the coffin, as well as the stench emanating from corpses that had been sucked dry by Yin spirits.

As soon as he climbed to the top, Wu Sihua saw a thin and shriveled corpse lying on the coffin lid, which looked particularly terrifying.

He raised his foot to kick the mummy away, took out a wolf-eye flashlight from his trouser pocket, and looked into the large stone coffin.

The stone coffin has been opened, and the coffin lid has been pried aside.

Inside the coffin, the corpse had long since decayed, and strands of long hair covered the yellow-brown human bones, making it extremely disgusting.

Wu Sihua forced himself to suppress the surging blood in his chest, picked up a square log and pushed aside the bones and scattered hair, pinched his nose with his hand, and shone it with the flashlight again.

In this coffin, there are at least dozens of jade articles of simple shapes, different sizes and shapes.

The colors of these jade wares are not the same, some are white and moist, some are bloodshot, some are dark green, and some are emerald green.

Wu Sihua's heart sank gradually.

Searching the coffin for a while, he couldn't see Muchen Zhu's shadow.

Climbing out of the coffin and seeing that Hu Yifei hadn't woken up, Wu Sihua remembered the coffins that appeared in those ear chambers.

Ten minutes later, Wu Sihua returned to Hu Yifei listlessly, holding some decayed wood in his arms.

I took out the ZIPPO lighter and took a long time to light a fire.

Recalling that these woods were scraps from the coffin, Wu Sihua subconsciously took a few steps back, and then sat down on the ground, looking straight at the unconscious Hu Yifei.

With the fire, just over an hour later, Hu Yifei groaned, and his hands and feet trembled a few times.

Seeing that Hu Yifei was about to wake up, Wu Sihua hurried to her side, knelt down and hugged her.

Slowly opened his eyes, seeing himself being hugged by Wu Sihua, Hu Yifei closed his eyes again.

"Am I dead?"

Wu Sihua's eyes were a little moist.

"I didn't die without you. Look at yourself, it's okay."

Hu Yifei raised his hand with some difficulty, and touched his chubby face.

"I didn't become a mummy."

"No. You didn't turn into a mummy. I killed that ghost, and we are all fine. You were in a coma for several hours, and finally woke up"

A trace of confusion appeared on Hu Yifei's face.

"You killed Yin Ling? How did you do it?"

Wu Sihua really didn't know how to explain this problem for a while.

"I don't know how to kill it. It's dangerous after you hugged the Yin spirit, so I just rushed to bite the Yin spirit. In the end, I also passed out, and the Yin spirit disappeared somehow."

Hu Yifei was skeptical about Wu Sihua's explanation.

It's just that everyone has secrets, and so does she.

Since both of them are alive, Hu Yifei will not break the casserole and ask the end.

"Wu Sihua, I owe you a life-saving favor."

Hu Yifei used the sniper rifle as a crutch, and slowly stood up from the ground with Wu Sihua's support.

"Walking should be fine, I hurt my thigh and I'm afraid I won't be able to climb the cliff like I used to"

Wu Sihua glanced at the isolated island in the distance, holding a flashlight in one hand and supporting Hu Yifei in the other.

"It's okay. When I get to the entrance of the cave, I will climb up first, and then I will try to pull you up. Is your arm okay?"

"The arm is fine, but the thigh was injured by the caltrop"

After walking a few steps, Hu Yifei felt that something was tightly wrapped around her thigh.

"You bandaged my wound?"

"Well, your thigh was bleeding just now, I bandaged you with gauze. Don't worry, the wound is not poisoned."

Hu Yifei is not a hypocritical person, and there is no embarrassment on his face.

For a special soldier like her who licked blood with a knife and had seen too many dead people and killed too many people, she would not care about such small details.

Seeing that Hu Yifei was silent, Wu Sihua was a little embarrassed.

"Hu Yifei, you wear so little, aren't you cold?"

In Hu Yifei's camouflage uniform, she wore a set of thermal clothing of good texture, which was several layers less than Wu Sihua's.

"Wearing too much will affect the performance of the body. We often fight in the field and don't feel cold. I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my body is better than ordinary people."

Wu Sihua chuckled.

"I can't. I'm afraid of the cold. I usually wear warm clothes, a woolen sweater, and a down jacket."