"Let me go, how many people have to die to have so many bones!"
"It's not just people, there are others." Yang Lixuan didn't know when he opened his eyes, looked at the bones and said:
"In addition to the grottoes, there are many cracks on the stone wall, some of which are even big enough to accommodate two or three people. In addition to humans, some of these bones are animal carcasses dragged in by the soul-catching rats from the outside. We have entered the soul-catching It’s a rat’s nest.”
"What? Photograph...the soul-destroying rat's lair?" Chen Tao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked.
"Although corpses parasitized by bloodthirsty black insects can be preserved for a long time, they will slowly rot and decompose after a long time, or the outer layer of protective material is destroyed." Yang Lixuan said,
"The ancient corpses that were in the grotto have been almost decomposed, and only a few parts have been preserved."
"While decomposing the corpse, these vines also seem to be controlling the corpse, which actually prolongs the preservation time of the corpse."
"Then...can these corpses be recovered?" Uncle Long was not around, so Chen Tao had to ask Yang Lixuan.
Yang Lixuan did not answer him, but looked at the wooden coffins on the shore, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Chen Tao shrugged helplessly, suddenly realized something, and lowered his voice and said: "If this is the lair of the soul-destroying rats, then where have those soul-destroying rats gone?"
Yang Lixuan shook his head and said: "This is what I am most worried about."
Uncle Long and the others in front slowed down the speed of the raft, and gradually became level with Chen Tao and the others. Seeing Chen Tao and the others approaching, Uncle Long lowered his voice and asked Yang Lixuan:
"Little brother Yang, if my guess is correct, this is the nest of the soul-destroying rat!"
"Where there are corpses gathering, there will definitely be a large number of soul-destroying rats." Yang Lixuan nodded.
Boss Zhang and others behind seemed to have noticed something was wrong around them, and they speeded up and rowed the raft behind Chen Tao and the others.
"Hey... Mr. Long, I'll give him a thumbs up. Is this the home of those street rats?" Boss Zhang's voice came from behind. His voice was low, as if he had guessed something.
Uncle Long nodded, "Be careful and look behind you. Let's get out of here quickly."
Everyone remained alert, paddling carefully in the water, trying to speed up the raft as much as possible.
"Look, there are some soul-destroying rats ahead!" Mountain Ghost whispered.
On a flat rocky slope on the shore in front, several kitten-sized soul-destroying rats surrounded the city, seeming to be biting at something.
"Those are some baby rats. What are they eating?" Uncle Long squinted at the pile of rats.
The pile of things on the shore was dark and thick, more than half a meter long. Several black soul-destroying rats kept scurrying around above.
"Are they those vine branches... Damn! That's a leg! Half a human leg!" Haozi almost shouted.
"I support your mother! What should we do next? Run forward or run backward!" Boss Zhang shouted softly.
Uncle Long made a silent gesture and lowered his voice: "It's impossible to go back now. Be more vigilant. Let's keep our voices down and row slowly across. These are just a few small ones, don't disturb them!"
"No, uncle, this is the home of the soul-destroying rats. There can't be only a few of them. Where have the other soul-destroying rats gone?" Chen Tao whispered.
Uncle Long shook his head and signaled Chen Tao to stop talking. Everyone lowered their bodies and lay on the raft.
On the silent river, three rafts were floating slowly. At this time, Chen Tao's heart was in his throat.
The Soul-Destroying Rat is on the shore. Although the speed of the raft is not too slow, Chen Tao feels that the raft is as slow as a snail at this time!
Time passed bit by bit, and Chen Tao felt that every second was like a kind of torture. The so-called living like a year is just like this, right? Now he can't wait to fly out of this river at once!
"There's a bag there!" Haozi patted Chen Tao, mouthed, and pointed to a protruding stone not far from the shore on the other side of the river in front.
Chen Tao carefully touched Yang Lixuan's arm to indicate what he had discovered. Yang Lixuan looked at the group of soul-destroying rats on the shore, then at the bag not far away, picked up the long stick in his hand, grabbed one end of the stick with both hands and twisted it, and a diamond dragon claw protruded from the end. Chen Tao still remembers this dragon claw, the one that was wrapped around his waist.
Then, Yang Lixuan held the half of the stick under the dragon's claw and carefully pulled it. Under Chen Tao's stunned eyes, the long stick was actually extended by another length. Then, he grabbed the other half of the stick and pulled it carefully. The long stick, which was originally less than two meters long, now almost reached four meters.
Yang Lixuan signaled Chen Tao and Haozi to control the direction, while he himself stretched one end of the dragon's claw towards the black backpack in the distance.
Chen Tao and Hao Zi carefully controlled the direction of the boat with shovels, keeping it as close to the protruding boulder as possible. Watching Yang Lixuan's dragon claw get closer to the backpack, and finally buckled it on the backpack's strap.
Yang Lixuan slowly contracted the stick body and pulled the backpack over bit by bit. Uncle Long, Boss Zhang and others on the other two rafts also noticed the situation on their side and controlled the rafts to move towards Chen Tao.
The backpack got closer and closer to the raft, until finally it was only an arm's length away. The backpack was completely soaked with water, and it seemed to be bulging with a lot of things inside.
In order to prevent the dripping water from making any noise, Yang Lixuan put away the long stick, reached out and pulled the backpack over, and slowly pulled it onto the raft close to the water.
The backpack was still new, it didn't look like it had been soaked in water for several years. The fabric of the backpack was waterproof. Yang Lixuan slowly opened the zipper and took out the items one by one and placed them on the raft.
Batteries, compressed biscuits, medical kits, solid fuel, two boxes of 0.45mm submachine gun bullets, and a wallet.
Yang Lixuan opened the iron buckle on the outside of the wallet and saw a photo inside the wallet at first glance.
It was a modern color photo. A man and a woman in the photo were actually two foreigners!
Yang Lixuan looked at the compartment of the wallet again. There was nothing else in it except a few hundred-yuan red notes and U.S. dollars.
Chen Tao looked at the photo in surprise, feeling extremely surprised.
"Foreigner? How could it be a foreigner? Could it be that... someone has already climbed ahead of us?"
Uncle Long's raft came closer, he reached out and took the wallet from Yang Lixuan's hand and took a look at it, his brows suddenly furrowed. Uncle Wang on the side saw the wallet in Uncle Long's hand, and the two made eye contact. Uncle Long nodded and said no more.
As the raft moved forward bit by bit, there were more and more soul-destroying rats on the shore. Chen Tao and the others' flashlights had long been turned off, and the only light source around them was the green fluorescent will-o'-the-wisps on the shore.
Everyone's eyes slowly adapted to the dark environment. Although the light of the will-o'-the-wisps was very dim, they could still vaguely see the dark shadows on the shore.
There seemed to be more soul-destroying rats on the shore. They were gathered together in groups and biting something. The sound of grinding teeth could still be heard in the silent space.
The surroundings were very dark, and even if they were very close, they could only vaguely identify the positions of the people around them.
I don't know if he stared for too long or if those will-o'-the-wisps caused him to hallucinate. There were a few blurry times when Chen Tao thought he saw soul-destroying rats crawling around on the shore. There were several corpses lying on the ground, all looking like... He died not long ago.
Although he didn't know what information Uncle Long and Uncle Wang exchanged, he was somewhat aware of a very serious problem.
Someone arrived here before them, and the time between them was not long.
For them, this is not good news. If someone found the ancient tomb in front of them, let's not talk about the contents inside, but the clues about the tree people that Chen Tao was most concerned about were likely to be taken away by those people first.
There are rules for tomb robbing. If two groups of people meet in a tomb without a pot, according to the rules, the group of people who arrive first will pick out the artifacts. Those who come later are not allowed to interfere and can only wait for those people to finish taking them. Only then can I get it.
However, the rules are like this, but people's hearts are unpredictable. No one wants to go through a life of near death and end up picking up what others have left.
And even for those who give priority to getting the underworld weapons, when they know that there is another group of people behind them who are staring at those underworld weapons, unless they are fools, no one will be kind enough to keep the good things.
After all, you are all eating this bowl of rice. If I gave it to you, how can you still mess around? It is said that the shopping mall is like a battlefield, and colleagues are enemies. In the underground industry of tomb robbing, which is a huge profit-making industry, it is very common for fights to occur over a ghost weapon. Many times when we meet other people in the tomb, it's either you die or I live. There is no way to give things to you!
Not to mention outsiders, even the own people who held the pot turned against each other and killed each other because of a ghost weapon.
The scariest thing in the tomb is not the traps or zombies, but the knife behind you that plots against you!
