[Old Nine Gates] Uncle, I just fell in love with you

"[Old Nine Gates] Master, I just fell in love with you"

Jin / Jiang / Du / Jia / Lian / Zai

Text/Yu Feifei

Er Yuehong looked at those figures who were only half a person tall, and unconsciously took a step back, just in time to bump into Zhang Qishan who was walking up.

Zhang Qishan: "What's wrong?"

Er Yuehong pressed her back against his chest, glanced at him, then turned to look forward.

Zhang Qishan was still holding a torch in his hand, and it merged with Er Yuehong's torch, and the light suddenly appeared

Through this, they saw clearly that those were kiln people made of loess.His face is clear, his facial features are visible, he is really like an ordinary person.

Er Yuehong couldn't help asking: "Why are there so many clay figurines?"

Zhang Qishan didn't understand the reason, grabbed his arm and said, "Look for Chen Pi first."

The two held their torches, and turned to look down at the entrance of the cave.Soon, he found Chen Pi who had fainted in the corner next to him.

Er Yuehong extinguished the torch in her hand, helped him up, and saw that his face was blue and his lips were black.His fingers landed on his wrist, and he observed for a while, confirming that his life was not in danger.

Just now he asked Zhang Qishan: "Can you lend me a dagger?"

Zhang Qishan took out a short knife from his waist and put it on his palm.Glancing at the corner of his mouth, he asked softly, "Need me?"

Er Yuehong drew out the dagger, shook her head at him, and said no more.

After burning the tip of the knife red with a fire zip, he grabbed Chen Pi's palm with one hand, held the short knife tightly with the other hand, and slashed Chen Pi's fingers with force. When he squeezed hard, a stream of black blood flowed out.

After a quarter of an hour, the black blood gradually became lighter, and finally turned into a normal red.

Immediately afterwards, he broke Chen Pi's body again, carefully inspected the wound on the back of his head, and saw a big gash in his neck.

His heart tightened and his hands trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and held back.

There was no other tool at the moment, so he could only quickly cut open the wound with the tip of the dagger, and the tip of the knife was embedded a little.

Chen Pi woke up in pain and couldn't help but scream.

Er Yuehong didn't hesitate at all, when Zhang Qishan suppressed her, she poked the tip of the knife inward, and then pulled it out forcefully.

A black thing was picked out, landed on the ground, and struggled to flap its black wings several times.

Zhang Qishan grabbed the torch and set it down, burning the black bat.

After draining the poisonous blood from his body, Chen Pi also woke up, looked at Er Yuehong in a daze, and called out, "Master?"

Er Yuehong helped him up, and comforted him, "It's all right."

Chen Pi felt his mouth was dry, his whole body seemed to be on fire, but there was a faint chill, as if ice had been thrown into his body.

It's a double sky of ice and fire.

Er Yuehong took off the small kettle hanging from her waist, opened it, let Chen Pi drink, and supported him to rest against the wall behind.

He turned to Zhang Qishan and asked, "These bats are poisonous, are you hurt?"

Zhang Qishan shook his head, stood up together with him, and looked at the densely packed clay figurines.

He really couldn't figure it out, what kind of place is this?I didn't see the coffin, it doesn't look like an ancient tomb.And what are these clay figurines for?

He took a few steps forward, approached the clay figurine cautiously, and looked left and right for a while, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

As soon as she turned around, Er Yuehong suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

He turned his head, and happened to see a clay figurine not far behind him, with the outer layer of loess cracked from the top of his head.

With the sound of "creaking", the yellow soil outside the clay figure gradually turned into pieces and scattered down.

There was actually a real person with a blue face hidden inside.

The man was actually fixed in the loess, because he was half squatting, so when they saw it, the bodies of these clay figurines were only half their height.

The man roared ferociously, jumped up, and rushed towards Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan dodged, raised his leg high, and kicked the man hard in the stomach.He waved the torch in his hand again, making a gesture to ignite it.

After staggering two steps, the man stood firm again, and staggered towards Zhang Qishan again with claws and claws.

The man's legs and feet were extremely stiff, and when he walked towards Zhang Qishan, his body was still swaying from side to side.Even if Zhang Qishan kicked him hard again, he didn't seem to feel any pain, so he threw himself even more desperately towards Zhang Qishan.

Zhang Qishan thought to himself, he is a living dead.

That is to say, it is a kind of tomb guard who was refined.

Most of these people breathed their last, but were not human anymore.They have no sense of pain, no consciousness, and only rely on instinct to fight continuously.

Since he was a living dead, stabbing him again would only free him.

Zhang Qishan hesitated for a moment, but withdrew his feet, and felt a short knife from his waist.He no longer dodged, but faced the living dead and stabbed with all his strength.

The sharp short knife pierced the chest of the undead. The undead seemed to have finally regained consciousness. After struggling twice, he finally fell back.

Don't move any more.

They all thought it was over.Unexpectedly, the limbs of the living dead man who fell on the ground began to twitch.

After a while, a pinch of black sticky stuff crawled out from the chest of the living dead.

Zhang Qishan frowned and looked at the lump.

It was very black, surrounded by viscous liquid, it was disgusting.It gradually opens up, opens up...

Finally, with a "puchi", a pair of wings were shaken open.

Zhang Qishan finally saw the true face of that thing clearly, and took two steps back unconsciously.

"Cub bat?"

Just when Er Yuehong asked involuntarily, the chest of the living dead was suddenly burst from the inside out.

The chest pierced by the short knife became bloody and bloody, and then black bats crawled out of it with the smell of blood.

These immobilized living dead are actually a nest for refining baby bats!

Zhang Qishan didn't dare to think any more, he waved the torch in his hand, set the corpse on fire, and then turned to burn the unformed bats that fell down.

In an instant, flames appeared in front of his eyes, and the flames on the corpse were burning high.

And at this moment, the densely packed clay figurines in the secret room rioted at the same time.

Standing not far away, Er Yuehong watched the clay figurines shed the dirt from their bodies and transformed into human beings.

They each have black and blue faces, without any expression, and their eyes are very black, just like the color of those bats.

They are like well-trained private soldiers, lined up neatly, and stepping towards them.

Er Yuehong staggered back two steps, hurriedly lifted Chen Pi who was resting against the wall, and asked Zhang Qishan loudly, "Zhang Qishan! What should I do?"

There are too many living dead.

If they all have unformed baby bats in their bodies, killing them will only put them in a more dangerous situation.

Zhang Qishan held up the torch and kept waving it in front of him, trying to keep the living dead away by ten feet.But that doesn't solve the problem.

His other hand, which was holding the short handle of the knife, clenched even harder.Turning sideways to Er Yuehong who was behind her, she said, "Take the tangerine peel, let's go!"

Er Yuehong's heart sank when she heard the words.

He wants to use his own life to save the two of them?

Er Yuehong looked down at Chen Pi.As the venom dissipated, the tangerine peel was much better.He gritted his teeth and said to Chen Pi, "Chen Pi, don't blame Master."

Then, without any hesitation, he supported Chen Pi and walked quickly towards Zhang Qishan, with his back against Zhang Qishan's.

Zhang Qishan was still thinking about how to deal with it when suddenly a force hit his back.Immediately afterwards, I heard the person behind him say firmly: "If you want to leave, let's go together, I can't leave you alone."

It’s over.

My heart suddenly collapsed.

Zhang Qishan turned his head and chuckled softly.

Why doesn't he love this person?

He didn't hesitate any longer, and only ordered, "Hold the torch! No matter what, don't let it go."

Er Yuehong let out a "hmm" and felt that her back was empty.

Then, he turned sideways and saw Zhang Qishan jumping up, holding a dagger in one hand and a torch in the other, rushing towards the living dead.

When the dagger stabs down, it is a knife, piercing from the beginning to the end.

The torch was inserted into the body of the living dead forcefully, and then pulled out, the baby bats inside were not burned up, and more than half of them were lost.A few more quick swings, and it's burned to ashes.

So, keep repeating.

Soon, most of the hundreds of living dead people in front of them were gone.

Zhang Qishan was so tired that he knelt on the ground with one knee, and when another living dead was about to approach, he raised his arm high without raising his head, and pierced the chest of that living dead with a knife.

Not daring to delay for a moment, the torch was sent again.

Even Chen Pi in Er Yuehong's arms couldn't stand it any longer, and said to Er Yuehong weakly, "Master, I'm fine, you go and cover Zhang Qishan. I can protect myself."

Er Yuehong looked at Zhang Qishan not far away.In order to prevent the living dead from getting close to them, Zhang Qishan became a "killing tool".

In this way, the number of living dead near them was extremely small, and they were not injured at all.

But, he knew, he was dying.

Er Yuehong turned to look at Chen Pi, and gave him the torch in her hand, "Chen Pi, protect yourself. This is Master's order."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the dagger that Zhang Qishan gave him just now, walked towards Zhang Qishan with a sullen face.

I am coming.

Zhang Qishan could feel that the power in his body was gradually disappearing.However, he forced himself to hold on.Hold on.

He couldn't let him get hurt in the slightest.

Not even a little bit.

But no matter how strong his will is, his physical strength can no longer keep up.

When he grabbed the dagger and pierced the chest of the living dead again, he was accidentally sprayed with blood by the pierced cub bat on the chest.

The black blood splashed on the back of the hand, and immediately penetrated into the skin.

His body, which had already exhausted its energy, could no longer support it. As soon as his knees softened, he let out an "uh" and was about to fall to his knees.

At this time, a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist and dragged him into his embrace.

He took a deep breath, looked up, and saw Er Yuehong's face with the corners of his mouth upturned.He whispered, "It's about to die, so what's the point?"

Zhang Qishan smiled helplessly.

Then, he heard the man say again, "It's okay, there's me."

hateful.

This feeling is so fucking annoying.

The author has something to say: Qingfeng Chuilu threw a mine~

Thank you dear, mua~

Feifei's other updated article "Dragonman" in the same period is also an adventure in the tomb. If you are interested, you can go and read it~