Ping Xie's Life and Death Qi Kuo

He took a deep look at me, and finally finished talking about this unpleasant experience, as if he had settled his mind, he let out a long sigh of relief.Judging from this posture, he is pinning his hope of finding the altar on us. Of course, he has no choice.Compared with two inexperienced stunned youths wandering around in this perilous ancient tomb, it is obviously a wiser way to seek refuge in an organization with stronger combat effectiveness and better equipment.

Of course, for the "olive branch" he throws out, I will not be so stupid as to accept everything.At best, I can only half believe Daddy Bean's words!Just because we are tomb robbers and they are mausoleum guards, this alone is enough to make me wary of them, and by the same token, he will definitely not trust us [-]%!A group of old thieves are thinking about your ancestral grave, will you rest assured?

But everything must be on the bright side. His "confession" has indeed solved many problems in my heart. The most important thing is that I can be sure that our trip is not wrong. The secrets hidden in Xuannv Mausoleum There is indeed a connection with the "ultimate" of the Zhang family.As for what this connection is, I think I will find out soon.Regardless of whether we will meet each other in battle, at least we are on the same front for now.

The words are all plain, then the next step we have to do is to find the central altar of the ruins city.Considering what Daddy Dou said, we discussed and divided up into three groups, heading towards the city center from different directions.Since there was only one copy of the map, Qi Yu had no choice but to copy two more copies.I asked Gu Lin to stay, and someone still needs to watch over Da Jinya.Originally, he was a million people who were unwilling, but after the fat man whispered something in his ear, he agreed, and he acted like I understand, which made me panic, and couldn't help but think that this fat man would Said something bad about me behind my back.

Then we discussed some specific matters. After the first battle of the hooked snake, our equipment was lost and rotten, so we could only pick up some leftovers.The G3 assault rifle in Fatty's hand is fine, it is indeed a German product, and the quality is guaranteed!He chuckled twice and said: "You don't need anything else, as long as this thing is there, you can do it." You can't fight without the gun, and you can't fight without the gun, which is in line with his usual principles.

Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, Poyoufeng stuffed an MP741 submachine gun into my hand, and said, "Try." I weighed it subconsciously. of.The biggest feature of this kind of gun is its small size. The Germans call it "the submachine gun closest to a pistol". It can be hidden in the jacket of a suit. It is generally the best weapon for plainclothes guards. Compactness, but also the lethality and penetration of an assault rifle.I have never been used to that kind of rifle with a long barrel, but this one is just right!I feel very happy in my heart, it is not obvious that I have been taken special care of!

Arrangements were made, and we did not ink any ink marks, and the three groups of people began to work separately.

When I first came out of the house, I didn't know if it was a psychological effect. I just felt a gust of wind pouring into the neckline, which was chilly. It was obviously summer, but I felt like I wanted to shiver.I was busy looking for a place to rest before, and didn't pay much attention to the buildings on both sides. Now that I have some leisure, I start to look carefully.

How should I put it, it feels a bit strange. At first glance, the houses here are all of the same height, and is this height a bit shorter?If Poker Bottle jumped up, he would probably be able to see the roof.Is the "altitude" of the ancients generally not high?I was so tired that I didn't even think about this floor before, so I suddenly wondered how that house accommodated us.

The fat man raised his hand and touched his chin, feeling something was wrong, and said softly, "Brother, do you think the house here is a bit weird?"

I nodded subconsciously, and took a few more glances. There is nothing wrong with the layout of the house, one next to the other on both sides of the road, but at first glance, it doesn't look like a private house, it looks like a container?I was amused by the description in my heart, but, it's so fucking like!

Poker bottle turned his head, and looked at me with dark bright eyes, meaning: Wu Xie, why are you laughing.I pursed my lips, quickly withdrew my smile, waved my hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

He was still worried, still frowning at me, and for a while I didn't know how to react.

Isn't it good now?In the past, where would there be such a mentality, just staring at the dark tomb passage can imagine an American science fiction film.That Wu Xie who was in a daze in Lu Palace back then, can now rap and sing to Zongzi calmly, isn't it?I laughed at myself, my fingertips whirled back and forth, but my heart seemed to be empty, I turned my head and stopped looking at him, and added slowly: "I'm really fine."

There seemed to be a muffled sigh in my ears, and after a pause, I said leisurely: "Don't think too much." Congested.I don't know what's wrong with me. I've always been too hypocritical during this period of time. Once I encounter something related to Poker Bottle, there will always be a voice in my mind that keeps clamoring. No matter what the matter itself is, in the end It will all come down to the dead end of "Do you need me?"

Fortunately, Fatty and Wang Jingyu were attracted by the houses on both sides, so they didn't notice any difference in the atmosphere between us.I shook my head and forced myself not to think about these shitty things, at least he is by my side now, wouldn't it be good?

At this moment, Wang Jingyu behind me suddenly exclaimed, almost jumping up in fright, all the messy thoughts in my mind were instantly dissipated, and I hurriedly turned around and asked, "What happened?"

She stared at me for a while, then scanned the buildings on both sides, pointed at the houses tremblingly, and said tremblingly: "I, I, I know what these are..."

"Huh?" I was baffled by her.

"This is a baby house!" she said.

"The yin house? That kind of yin house?" The fat man almost bit his tongue, and said incredulously, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jingyu grunted, nodded, and said in a low voice: "You can see it too, right! These houses, all, are baby houses!" She shrank her neck, "Specially for those towns The yin house where the dead babies live in the house! This place is probably not as simple as we thought. Now we are in big trouble, and the ghost in the baby house is the heaviest of all the dead houses."

My heart skipped a beat, and I felt a chill run down my back, "The baby you're talking about is the baby's baby?"

Wang Jingyu nodded again, swallowed, and said: "The structure of these houses is too representative, there is no lighting measures at all, square, and with this height, it is a baby house!"

What she said was swearing, but we were confused, the fat man obviously didn't go around this corner, and interjected: "Sister, please speak clearly, what is this baby house, why is it scary?"

Wang Jingyu paused, thought for a while, and said with a trembling voice: "The baby's house should first appear in the Shang Dynasty. In that era, there was a strong sense of respect for gods and ghosts. The construction of palaces usually required sacrificial ceremonies to achieve the purpose of town houses. A few years ago, domestic archaeologists found clay pots containing baby bones in the sacrificial pit. Archaeologists speculated that they were dead babies used by merchants for town houses." Speaking of this, she couldn't bear it anymore, "the merchant thought Killing infants and burying them before building a house has a good meaning.”

I couldn't help shivering, killing infants and suppressing the house... how cruel it must be to be ruthless.But at the same time, I also realized another more terrifying thing. If what Wang Jingyu said is correct, it means that there are thousands of babies buried around us!Suddenly, his scalp tingled, and he subconsciously glanced at the surrounding rooms again, and the smile he had just now disappeared.I don't know if it's psychological, but looking at the faint intersection ahead, there seems to be a small fuzzy figure squatting, and suddenly my mind is jolted, and the coolness penetrates deeply into every pore of my body, and I can't help shivering.

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