"This... wasn't written by me!"
I looked at my name on the wall and was stunned. I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.
In the end, Hua Muling was the first to break the silence. She patted me on the shoulder and said, "Hu Tian, since you said this was not written by you, I believe it must not be written by you."
I didn't say anything, just turned my head and looked at Hua Muling.
Xiong Ming also said at the side: "Grandma! We grew up wearing the same pair of pants. If you say it's not you, I naturally believe it's not you, but I wonder who would leave your name in such a place. ?”
I still didn't speak, but lowered my head and thought for a while, then slowly raised my head and said, "Could it be the same person who painted that mural?"
Hua Muling nodded slightly after listening to my words and said, "It makes sense! But why would this person do this?"
I said: "From the current situation, it seems that this person has been giving us directions. But what does this person actually want to do? Does he really want to help us get out of here? Or... "
Before I finished speaking, Xiong Ming beside me suddenly shouted: "I can't care about that. Since it's a 50% vs. 50% chance, it's a 100% choice for the few of us now." ”
When Xiong Ming said this, he pulled me aside, leaned over and squatted beside the entrance of the cave, shined a torch into it for a while, and said: "Since there is no choice, why not do it all the time?" Just move forward and that’s it.”
After Xiong Ming finished speaking, he leaned over and was about to drill into the hole, but I grabbed his arm.
Xiong Ming turned around and looked at me, and before I could say anything, he asked with contempt: "Hu Tian, when did you become such a silent mother-in-law?"
Before he finished speaking, he threw away my hand and climbed into the cave holding a torch.
What’s even more irritating is that this kid Xiong Ming was crawling inside while singing loudly, “Sister, please go forward boldly! Go forward! Don’t look back... your head...!”
Xiong Ming has a typical broken gong voice, and his singing is off-key. With just one line of lyrics, the tune has already gone to his grandma's house.
But this is good, it makes each of us feel a lot less hazy.
Hua Muling smiled and said to me: "Sometimes Xiong Ming's approach may be right!"
I nodded and said: "You are right, a blind cat will always hit a dead mouse..."
After I said this, Hua Muling burst into laughter and said, "Why do you always have so many witty words?"
I also smiled, patted my belly and said, "There are still things in here. If I can get out alive, I'll tell you about it..."
Hua Muling said: "Yes! It must be possible!"
Just as Hua Muling and I were talking, Xiong Ming suddenly shouted from inside the cave: "Who the hell are you two?"
"Coming...!" Hua Muling and I responded, then ducked and crawled into the cave.
This hole is neither spacious nor big, just big enough for a person to bend down and pass through.
Hua Muling walked in front of me, and I stayed behind.
It was very dark inside the cave, but fortunately Xiong Ming didn't walk too far. With the torch in his hand, I could vaguely see Hua Muling's figure.
In this way, the three of us walked all the way inside for about twenty minutes. Just when I felt that my waist was almost unable to straighten, the front suddenly became very open.
The three of us couldn't help but feel happy and hurriedly climbed out of the hole.
But the next second, when we saw everything in front of us clearly, the three of us froze on the spot.
Because everything here is exactly the same as where the three of us came down.
The exact same stone chamber, the exact same stone coffin, the exact same black water in the sarcophagus, the black water also has bubbles the size of a fist, and a familiar and disgusting smell fills the entire space.
What makes people feel even more numb is that underneath the stone coffin, there is also a strange firelight flashing.
The three of us looked at everything in front of us, and no one said a word for a long time.
After a while, Xiong Ming suddenly stretched out his hand and gave me a big mouthful with a "pop" sound.
Xiong Ming's attack was extremely heavy. A burning sensation instantly spread throughout the left side of his face, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth almost simultaneously.
I covered my cheek with my hands and looked at Xiong Ming. Strangely, Xiong Ming also looked at me with wide eyes, with a hint of curiosity and doubt in his eyes.
I scolded: "Dali Bear, are you fucking crazy? What's wrong? You haven't gone over to the carving in front of the cave just now? You have to hold back your energy and slap me in the mouth, right?" "
But what I didn't expect was that Xiong Ming didn't pay attention to my problem, but asked curiously: "Hu Tian, does it hurt?"
I cursed, "Isn't this fucking nonsense? Didn't you see blood dripping from the corners of my mouth?"
What made me even more angry was that after hearing what I said it hurt, Xiong Ming smacked his toothbrush twice and said, "It hurts...then it's not an illusion. If it's not an illusion, why did the rest of us come back?"
"Uncle ***!" Xiong Ming's two words almost made me angry to death.
While I was scolding, I raised my foot and kicked my kid's butt. Xiong Ming was quite dexterous and he twisted his waist to avoid it.
"Hu Tian, don't be angry!" Xiong Ming said with a smile: "I also want to see if we are in an illusion!"
I chased after him and kicked him again, "Then why don't you fucking slap yourself?"
Xiong Ming dodged my kick and said with a smile: "Slap yourself... that hurts so much!"
After hearing this, I became even more angry and scolded: "It's your uncle! If you slap yourself, it hurts. If you slap me, it won't hurt me?"
Before I finished speaking, I raised my foot and aimed it at Xiong Ming's thigh, intending to give him a hard slap.
But just when I was about to lift my leg, Hua Muling suddenly rushed over and stopped me. At the same time, she put the index finger of her other hand to her mouth and made a silent sound. gesture.
"Shh..." Hua Muling frowned and said with a serious face, "Stop making trouble...!"
Both Xiong Ming and I knew that Hua Muling had always been alert. She must have discovered something when she made such a move, so she quickly silenced her voice and looked around with wary eyes.
But for a long time, Xiong Ming and I found nothing.
I turned my head and looked at Hua Muling and asked softly: "Fourth girl, what's wrong? What did you find?"
Hua Muling frowned and said in a low voice, "Didn't you hear anything?"
"Is there any movement...?" Hearing what Hua Muling said, Xiong Ming and I immediately pricked up our ears.
But the two of us listened for a long time, but we didn't even hear a sound.
I took a deep breath and was about to speak when I suddenly heard gentle knocking sounds coming from under the sarcophagus.
"Ta... da da da... da da... da... da da... da da... da da..."
The tapping sound was very regular, with a rhythm of one short, two long, and one medium. It sounded somewhat similar to Morse code, but it didn't seem to be exactly the same.
Although I learned Morse code when I was a soldier, I have long forgotten most of it. Now I can only hear some simple sentences. If it is a little more complicated, I will basically be blinded.
I listened for a long time, but I didn't hear anything about Ziwu Maoyou, so I turned my head and looked at Xiong Ming beside me. I wanted to ask him if he heard what it meant, but the boy simply spread his hands and whispered: " Don't look at me! I don't know anything. When I was learning this in the army, I actually quit... "
After I cursed Xiong Ming, I turned around and looked at Hua Muling beside me.
Hua Muling frowned. When she saw me looking at her, she thought about it and blurted out, "I don't know if it's right, but it seems to mean... don't... come down..."
"Don't come down?" I repeated Hua Muling's words in surprise, "Don't...come down...what does this mean?"
"What do you mean?" Xiong Ming was a little impatient when he saw that I kept chewing this sentence, and gave me the torch in his hand.
I looked at Xiong Ming and asked, "Dali Xiong, what are you going to do?"
Xiong Ming looked at me and said, "What are you doing? Of course, to see what the guy below is doing!"
After finishing speaking, Xiong Ming clasped the edge of the sarcophagus with both hands. After shouting loudly, his arms began to struggle. In a short time, the 100-pound sarcophagus actually made a "click", and then began to move back bit by bit. open.
