Tomb Raiders

After passing this level, there was no twists and turns in the road ahead, and the muddy hand just now never appeared again. Everyone walked anxiously for a while before they felt relieved.

The tomb passage is not spacious, for the sake of safety, Chu Yuyang took the lead, Hanzhang and Wenhao walked side by side at the end of the line, and Shen Liaobai and Song Qiancheng were in the middle.

Once the atmosphere relaxed, Song Qiancheng couldn't hold back a few words, and the only person to confide in was Shen Liaobai who was enduring the pain beside him.

"Brother Shen, I think your complexion is very bad, is it okay?" Song Qiancheng lowered his voice and said, but the silence in the tomb passage was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop, no matter how low he was, the people in front and behind would all listen Be clear.

Shen Liaobai's body was indeed in pain all the time, he frowned slightly, and also replied softly: "It's not a problem."

Song Qiancheng thought for a while and said, "I have a bottle of medicine here to relieve pain. Do you want to take it?"

Before Shen Liaobai opened his mouth, he heard Chu Yuyang in front of him say without turning his head: "No need, I have given him medicine."

Song Qiancheng murmured: "Isn't it still hurting, it's easier to move after the pain is gone."

Shen Liaobai said: "It's really not a problem, these wounds are almost healed."

"Ah, so powerful." Song Qiancheng praised insincerely, obviously not taking Shen Liaobai's words seriously.

Shen Liaobai was telling the truth, although the place where he was injured by the poisonous corpse still hurt a little, but the feeling like being scorched on fire after applying the medicine has almost dissipated, and the sprain on his foot is also gone. Gradually the swelling subsided, walking still felt a little unnatural, but no one needed support anymore, and I don't know if it was because of the wonderful effect of the medicine Chu Yuyang used.

Song Qiancheng was silent for a while, and then spoke again, "Speaking of which, although I have no skills, my ancestors were in this line of work, and there are many strange people and strange things that have been passed down. Let's talk?"

Hanzhang mocked: "Who cares about your hearsay ghost stories, please give me peace of mind."

Song Qiancheng didn't care, and started talking on his own, "My grandfather is the last generation of our family to go to the grave. At that time, the Chu family was the leader in the business of touching the golden hair mound." Speaking of this, he After a pause, he carefully looked at Chu Yuyang in front of him, and saw that he didn't respond, so he continued to speak with confidence, "One time, my grandfather followed the Chu family to a strange place. The strange thing about this place is that it is not a tomb of the dead, but a tomb of the living. What is placed in it is not a dead body, but a living person."

Shen Liaobai asked, "What's going on?"

Song Qiancheng smiled, he always liked to laugh, even when he was ridiculed by Hanzhang, he laughed shamelessly, but Shen Liaobai, who was looking at him, felt a slight chill on his neck, and he couldn't help touching it. At the back of my neck, I heard Song Qiancheng continue to say: "It turns out that this is a strange person. He built the underground palace in order to let himself have a quiet place to die. However, when my grandfather went there, the strange person hadn't died yet. In that underground palace hall, the whole person is a little delirious."

Hearing this, even the quietest asked Hao was a little curious, "What kind of strange method is that strange man?"

Song Qiancheng thought for a while, and said: "I don't know about this, but from the description, it seems that people have lived longer than ordinary people, and I don't know how long a person has lived alone. I finally saw a group of people entering the underground palace, and I was so happy. , and almost left that group of people in the underground palace to accompany him, if he really succeeds, I am afraid that I will not be alone right now."

Hanzhang pouted, "That's really a pity."

Song Qiancheng smiled and said: "You can't say that. If that strange person succeeds, I'm afraid you may not be able to stand here today."

Hanzhang frowned, but said nothing.

After listening to this endless story, Shen Liaobai had no interest in that strange man, he just guessed in his heart, could it be that the well-known Chu family in the story refers to Chu Yuyang's family?

At this moment, the leader Chu Yuyang stopped.

"What's wrong?" Song Qiancheng looked forward, saw the scene ahead, and said in surprise, "Isn't this road on the map straight? Why is there a fork here?"

Shen Liaobai also saw it. Beside the original straight tomb passage, a relatively narrow tomb passage was slanted, and the end was hidden in the darkness like the main tomb passage.

Hanzhang said: "Did Shen Yingqing forget to draw?"

Chu Yuyang pondered for a moment, and said: "You guys stop here for a while, I will go to this fork in the road to have a look."

Wen Hao frowned, glanced at Song Qiancheng who was looking at the fork in the road, and handed his cannon to Chu Yuyang, saying, "Be careful, Da Lang."

Chu Yuyang took the canghuo and walked into the fork in the road.

After Chu Yuyang left, several people stood in place, speechless for a while, Shen Liaobai carefully leaned against the wall, relaxed his ankles, and said to Song Qiancheng who was staring at the side road in a daze: "That's right. , Mr. Song, what happened to the immortal man in your story just now?"

Song Qiancheng turned around and said with a smile: "According to the elders in my family, he should be dead. It is said that when they escaped from the underground palace, they happened to encounter an earthquake and the entire underground palace collapsed. You can’t live if you’re underground.”

Shen Liaobai asked strangely: "Since he can be killed, but he doesn't want to live for such a long time, why doesn't he think of a way to kill himself?"

Song Qiancheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows, maybe he doesn't dare commit suicide?"

Hanzhang sneered and said, "Just make it up, you're full of nonsense."

Song Qiancheng didn't reply this time, but raised his eyebrows boredly, followed Shen Liaobai's example and leaned against the wall, and began to rub his legs time after time.

Wen Hao came over and said to Shen Liaobai: "Master Shen, let me see how the wound is doing, and change the medicine if necessary."

Shen Liaobai was wounded on his neck, ankles and fingers, all of which were simply wrapped in rags. Wen Hao carefully removed the rags from his hands first, only to see that the dark colored wound medicine gave off a pungent smell on the exposed skin. He wiped off some of the wound medicine with a rag, and there were faint traces of venom burns on the skin underneath. Pressing lightly with his fingers, it felt soft to the touch, and there was no internal rot caused by the erosion of the venom. He couldn't help but Frowning, he looked up at Shen Liaobai in surprise.

Shen Liaobai saw that his expression was different, so he asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Wen Hao shook his head and said, "On the contrary, it's almost ready."

Hanzhang didn't care about it at first, but he also came over after hearing the words, and after looking at it, he was not as proficient in medical treatment of injuries as Wen Hao, but he also saw that Shen Liaobai's injury was indeed not a problem, "Why did he heal so quickly? ?”

Wen Hao didn't say a word, wiped off all the dark wound medicine, and put a layer of milky white ointment on Shen Liaobai again, "Pillow poison is very effective, you can't apply pillow poison in your current situation. It is sedative and anti-inflammatory, and it should be applied first, if you feel any discomfort, please let me know."

Shen Liaobai nodded, and Wen Hao untied other parts of his wounds to examine. The lightest wound was on his neck. When the rag was removed, the originally black and hot skin basically returned to its original color. , but still faintly hot. Not only was the ankle sprained, but it was also soaked in a corpse jar. It looked quite scary at the beginning, but now the swelling caused by the sprain has disappeared. Like the fingers, there are only some burn marks of venom. It is especially obvious against the fair skin above and below the ankles.

Wen Hao reapplied the medicine one by one and wrapped them up again. Shen Liaobai thanked him. While packing up his things, he asked Shen Liaobai hesitantly, "Master Shen, do you always recover so quickly from injuries? ?”

Shen Liaobai was startled, and was about to answer, but he heard Song Qiancheng beside him say: "He's back."

Several people looked towards the fork in the road, and saw the unique green light of Penghuo looming in the fork. After a while, Chu Yuyang came out, his face had the usual cold expression, and his forehead was slightly covered with hair. He raised his brows and eyes, but he was less angry.When he reached the intersection, he stopped, and raised his cannonball, motioning for them to follow.

So just like before, Shen Liaobai and Song Qiancheng were in the middle, Wen Hao and Hanzhang were at the bottom, and the group entered a fork in the road.As Shen Liaobai walked, he looked at Chu Yuyang who was leading the way. Ever since Chu Yuyang appeared just now, he had a subtle sense of disobedience, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

When he was wondering, Hanzhang asked Chu Yuyang, "Dalang, does this fork in the road lead to the main tomb?"

"En." Chu Qianyang responded with a strange voice.

"So that's the case. It seems that Shen Yingqing has indeed made a mistake." Song Qiancheng continued, "How long will it take to get to the main tomb?"

Chu Yuyang stopped, raised the cannon in his hand, and saw a stone gate about dozens of steps ahead, just like the stone gate that everyone in front encountered, with a robbery hole at the corner.

"It's finally here." Song Qiancheng sighed, bent down and rubbed his calf. After walking for such a long time, he couldn't take it anymore.

Hanzhang and Wenhao went forward to remove the stones that sealed the entrance of the cave, Shen Liaobai walked to Chu Yuyang's side, and asked softly, "How is your injury?"

Chu Yuyang turned his face, his messy forehead revealed a faint scar underneath, but it was not deep. Shen Liaobai stared at him, his nose moved slightly, and he stepped back abruptly, facing Han Zhang Wenhao and the two shouted, "He's not Chu Yuyang, let's go!"

Before the two of them could react, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of "Chu Yuyang". The bonfire in his hand instantly turned into a black liquid with a strong fishy smell, and it fell to the ground tick-tock. Song Qiancheng was standing in the " Not far behind Chu Yuyang, at this moment, he took out his cannon in a panic, and as soon as he lifted it up, he screamed in fright, stepped back several steps, and almost fell to the ground. , Shen Liaobai also saw clearly what that "Chu Yuyang" looked like now.

Like the flames in its hands, black liquid slowly flowed out from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of "Chu Yuyang", and mud-like black liquid oozed from every exposed skin on its body. It was covered with a foul-smelling, sticky liquid that made people want to vomit.

Shen Liaobai covered his mouth and nose, pulled up Song Qiancheng, who was staggering beside him, and stepped back facing the thing, the flaming light in Song Qiancheng's hand was getting dimmer, and Shen Liaobai could no longer see Wen Hao and Hanzhang clearly. In such a situation, I couldn't even tell where the thing was for a while, so I had to keep my footsteps as quiet as possible, and stepped back cautiously.

In the silence filled with a stench for a while, only the sound of the sticky liquid dripping onto the ground could be heard. Shen Liaobai was extremely nervous and subconsciously squeezed the object in his hand, but he heard a painful groan beside him, Song Qiancheng's arm Being held by him, it was actually pinched and made a sound of pain.

Shen Liaobai only subconsciously felt bad, and felt a gust of fishy wind rushing towards him. The originally bleak bonfire was instantly extinguished at this moment. Shen Liaobai's eyes went dark, and before he had time to react, he was bitten by that thing on his shoulder. , that moment of severe pain almost made him faint, but the thing didn't continue to attack it, as if it had touched something fearful, it quickly let go and left Shen Liaobai quickly.

Shen Liaobai only felt pain in his shoulders. He took a deep breath and tried to stand up. At this time, the tomb passage returned to silence, and there was no sound of dripping liquid. Shen Liaobai leaned half against the wall, I don't know if the thing was poisonous, but the pain in the wound only increased, making Shen Liaobai a little dizzy, he didn't dare to touch the wound, cold sweat flowed into his eyes from the corner of his forehead, blurring his vision.

Just when he was about to lose consciousness, someone beside him suddenly grabbed his gradually limp body.

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