Wuxie regained his energy and checked his backpack with the weak light of the fluorescent stick. After counting the necessary items such as food and water, he took out his folding knife, put on his backpack again, and went to drill into the burglary hole in the corner.
There are 7 coffins in this tomb, and a conservative estimate is that there are 6 rice dumplings that can steal the corpse at any time. They can't stay there. There is a rice dumpling on the way that can turn over the coffin board. They can't go, so they have to dig into this hole.
The gold-touching industry is well-established in the back-and-forth business, and it is better than the wild ones. Maybe this robbery hole can be used to get out directly?
"Third uncle, when I get out, I'll call my second uncle to rescue you!"
Wuxie would rather think that the third uncle had been tricked than believe that he had lost him.
While imagining the miserable situation of his third uncle kneeling in the ancestral hall, he crawled forward with his butt stuck out.
If you wait until you get out, you won’t be able to fight back. It’s the first time you’ve seen Zongzi that others haven’t seen in more than ten years. It’s so unlucky!
After crawling forward for a while, Wuxie suddenly found a fork in the road ahead. After hesitating for a few seconds, he chose a side at random, marked the entrance of the hole, and got in.
After crawling out of the robbery cave, there was actually another tomb. Wu Xie's heart went cold: "Third uncle, if you escape, I will rely on you to continue the family lineage!"
Wuxie wiped away bitter tears and began to explore the tomb. He imitated Zhang Qiling and touched the tomb wall bricks one by one.
In the tomb robbery movies on TV, there are trap doors in the tombs. The protagonist escapes by twisting and turning. As long as he finds the door, he will definitely be able to get out!
Facts have proved that even if someone is unlucky enough to drink water, it can get stuck between their teeth. The good news is that the door has been found. The bad news is... the door is under the feet!
"Ah!!!" Wuxie screamed and fell down before he could grab something to steady himself.
It was a passage similar to a slide. After Wu Xie stumbled and slid in it for a few seconds, he sat down on the ground.
"Hiss~ This ass must have been broken into eight pieces!" Wu Xie rubbed his numb tailbone. After feeling better, he reached out to reach for the light stick that had fallen off when he fell.
After picking up the light stick, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He seemed to have seen something he shouldn't have seen just now?
"Gudong..." Wuxie swallowed and stretched the light stick back to its original position: "Fuck!"
It was a human hand, and it was already blue and covered with corpse spots. It was obviously not a living person.
As long as it's not a living person...
Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief, got up and looked at the corpse carefully with a fluorescent stick. The wound on the stomach should be a fatal injury.
It was hard to tell whether the other parts were injured, because the areas with less flesh had been almost eaten by palm-sized corpse turtles, leaving only three dark holes for the eyeballs and mouth.
Wu Xie endured nausea and checked the body, and finally found only a wallet. Except for money and a station deposit slip, there was no bank card or ID card in it.
He also found a string of numbers '02200059' on the belt buckle, which did not look like the belt's production batch number.
Wuxie thought that this string of numbers might be able to prove the identity of the corpse, so he wrote down the numbers and returned the wallet to the person.
He died here inexplicably and was robbed by others. He had no money to pay for the kid to find him... Eh~
Wuxie shuddered and began to explore this space to find a way out.
There were many small holes in the surrounding walls. He guessed that these should be drainage channels and the like.
Wuxie suddenly discovered a small door on one of the walls. He tried to jump up, but found that it was not something that a college student with zero physical strength could jump up.
"It would be difficult if you can't jump up..." Wuxie turned his attention to the corpse.
I am a dead Taoist but not a poor Taoist. Now that I am dying, I don’t care about respecting the body. It should be okay to use it as a stepping stone...right?
Suddenly a beam of light shone through the small door, and then Pan Zi's voice sounded: "Little Third Master, what are you doing down there?"
"Pan Zi? That's great! Pull me up quickly!" Wu Xie's face was filled with joy, thinking that he had met an acquaintance.
"Wait for the mistress, I'll pull you up right away!" Pan Zi took out the rope from his backpack, threw it down and let Wuxie grab hold of him and pull him up.
"Huh..." Wuxie sat down on the ground and took a deep breath: "Thank you, Pan Zi... By the way, why are you here alone, where is my third uncle?"
When the third uncle Pan Zi was mentioned, he was anxious. He punched his thigh: "This place is like a maze. I got separated from the third uncle and the others!"
"What!?" Wuxie stood up in a hurry: "Pan Zi, let's go find the third uncle quickly! How can Dakui take good care of the third uncle if he is so timid..."
Pan Zi put the rope back up again: "I went in so blindly and I don't know when it will turn again. Young Master, did you find anything down there just now?"
"Pan Zi, lend me the flashlight."
"Here, mistress."
Wuxie took the spare flashlight handed over by Pan Zi and inspected the wall: "The gouges are very deep... The workmanship of the wall is rough. This should be the escape route dug by the tomb builders back then.
Logically speaking, there should be an exit directly to the ground..."
Pan Zi followed Wu Xie: "Xiao Sanye, the idea is very good, but don't think about it, think about it differently.
The real situation in Douli is different from what is written in the book. We have to explain everything here according to what is written in the book. "
"Hey~ there is always a way to get out..." Wu Xie rubbed his chin and thought, but before he could figure out the reason, he heard a faint sound in his ears.
He turned his head and looked at Pan Zi unhappily: "Pan Zi... did you hear anything?"
"What's the noise? No?" Pan Zi used to charge on the battlefield, and shells would explode in his ears at any time. The sound was too small for him to hear clearly.
"It's true, listen..." The voice became louder and louder, and Wuxie signaled Pan Zi to listen carefully.
"It seems..." Pan Zi raised his ears and listened carefully for a few seconds: "It looks like there are a lot of cockroaches crawling on the ground...?"
Wu Xie swung the light of the flashlight towards the pit he had just come up from. He found that corpse turtles were constantly pouring out of the holes in the wall, and the corpse turtles had a tendency to gather towards them!
At this moment, another person rolled down from the place where Wu Xie had just fallen. The dull sound of landing was probably not light.
"Holy crap! What kind of thing bites the fat man's ass!?" The fat man looked at it with a flashlight and found that he had fallen into a bug nest: "Why are there so many bugs!"
He quickly used his flashlight as a hammer to clean the bugs around him, but there were so many bugs that within seconds his back was covered with bugs.
"Thank you, Mistress, for taking care of us!" Pan Zi couldn't bear to see someone being eaten alive by bugs in front of his eyes, so he took off his coat, lit it with a fire stick and jumped out.
"Pan Zi!" Wuxie couldn't stop him in time and quickly went to Pan Zi's bag to get the rope.
Zhang Qiling, who was carrying Lin Yi on his back, heard a sound in front of him and quickly walked a few steps to catch up with the person on his back.
Before he got close, he heard the rustle of corpse turtles' joints on the ground. It seemed that someone was trapped in the group of corpse turtles.
Zhang Qiling gently put the person on his back down, and then rushed out as quickly as a cheetah.
"Pan Zi, let me pull you up!" As soon as Wuxie threw the rope down, a figure rushed past him in a flash.
Zhang Qiling landed on the ground with a handsome superhero posture, then drew out the ancient black gold sword and slashed his palm without hesitation, waved his hand and spread the blood in a circle, forcing the corpse turtle back, and gave Pan Zi a bloody fingerprint on the fat man: "Walk!"
"Brothers are loyal!" The fat man was careful not to mention the abnormality in the younger brother's blood, and turned around and ran towards the rope.
"Damn fat man, why are you dumping a tomb if you're so fat?" Wu Xie felt that there was an elephant tied to the other side of the rope. If he couldn't pull it, he almost pulled himself off!
"What do you, a young man, know? You have escaped so many traps just because of this amazing body!" The fat man said innocently, and his hands were not idle as he pulled the rope and climbed up.
Zhang Qiling took out the bandage from his pocket, quickly bandaged the wound on his palm, ran two steps quickly, stepped on the fat man's shoulder and jumped into the small door.
The staggered fat man covered his shoulders and complained: "Hey, you just praised your little comrade for your righteousness, so you treat me as a stepping stone, right?"
Zhang Qiling silently went to help Wuxie pull the rope: "Come up."
"Bah, bah, bah..." The fat man spat twice and gave a thumbs up to the little brother: "This little brother, you don't remember the villain's faults. Fatty, I know you are the most loyal!"
"Okay, hurry up and climb up. I really want to stay here to feed the worms!" Pan Zi urged the fat man to stop being skinny and climb up quickly.
