Death Spell

Chapter 49

"Just now there was a white flower on the rock wall, so weird." Tang Song said with his brows furrowed.

"White flowers?" Le Wenyao also found that something was wrong with Tang and Song, and wanted to take care of it, but she didn't expect to hear this sentence: "I have come all the way, and there is no ghost, so where are the flowers?"

"Did you read it?" Anya asked with lowered eyebrows.

Tang Song froze after nodding, she was now in Anya's arms.Slowing down, he got up without a trace, and took a step back.

But in front of him, except for the ray of warm light, the surroundings were pitch black, and the iron ladder next to him made a sound again, and Wang Tu and Fang Yun came down one after another after a while.

The sky continued to rain, the air was filled with clamminess, and the humidity was getting heavier, making people feel a little chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Fang Yun took out the locator, faced east, and said, "This place is 4.8 kilometers away from the waterfall."

"Looks like we're going to go through this forest." Le Wenyao's voice was a little weak, and he took out a black leather knife belt from his bag with two holes on it, and buckled it obliquely from Le Wenyao's shoulder. , and then took out the two knives from the backpack and pinned them behind his back.

Anya recognized this knife sheath at a glance, she was a little surprised, and frowned slightly: "Wen Yao, where did this knife sheath... come from?"

Le Wenyao knew that Anya knew the goods, so she briefly explained the origin of the knife case. She thought that Anya would be happy, but she didn't expect her expression to be a bit serious: "There, only the knife case was found?" Her tone was also a little light.

This kind of reaction made Le Wenyao a little puzzled, thinking that there was something wrong, she briefly recalled her parents' notes, and shook her head: "It's nothing, it seems very easy."

"It's easy!?" Anya looked at Le Wenyao in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Tang Song asked with concern, seeing that there seemed to be something wrong with Anya's expression.

Anya regained her composure, now is not the time to worry about these things, she immediately shook her head and said, "It's okay, I just didn't expect such a coincidence, it's a bit unexpected. Now that we've confirmed our location, let's set off early."

Le Wenyao and Tang Song looked at each other, and then at Anya. They always felt that she was weird, but they agreed and didn't ask any further questions.

Everyone dressed up, using their jackets as raincoats, and headed eastward with flashlights in their hands.

The ground was very muddy and slippery, and rotten leaves could be seen everywhere, layer by layer, and the ground was soft when stepped on.Fang Yun, who was in the lead, held a long stick in his hand and walked while exploring the way.

In order to preserve their strength, everyone was silent all the way, only the sound of rain falling on the leaves and feet stepping on water stains could be heard.

And Anya kept her face sullen, as if she was trying to remember something, but it was too long, and her memory was a little blurry.

Could it be that something happened there?

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sound of the waterfall was getting closer and closer, and Fang Yun suddenly stopped.

Following the light spot of Fang Yun's flashlight, I saw several intact tents.They looked at each other, with a hint of uneasiness in their expressions. Could it be that someone has already taken a step ahead?

Fang Yun just wanted Fang Long to take a look, but Anya stopped him and said lightly, "Don't worry, there's no one there."

Hearing this, several people came to the tent together, and Fang Yun recognized it as a military tent at a glance.

The quality of the military tent is very good, but from the fact that it is covered with rotten leaves, it can be seen that the tent has been abandoned for some time.Fang Long opened the tent casually, and found that it was very clean inside. There were also many daily necessities in the tent, and after searching casually, they were all scattered equipment.

Just can't see anyone.

Not even a dead body.

As a result, everyone was quiet, and the sound of the waterfall echoed in the darkness.

Tang Song was leaning against a tree tiredly, adjusting her breathing. After all, she was not like them, and her physique was naturally a little behind, but she would take the time to adjust and try not to hold her back.

Seeing them hurrying back and forth, everyone's expressions were very serious, and their nerves were aroused.

"Will the people here go to the tomb?" Wang Tu asked.

"No." Fang Long got out of a tent and said, "The equipment is all there. If you don't bring these things to the tomb, you will be courting death."

"What if it's a layman?" Wang Tu said.

Fang Ye, who got out of another tent, denied it: "The trademark of the tent is gone, and there are no labels or production dates for the things used inside. No matter how you look at it, this is a group of professional goldsmiths."

When these explanations are presented one by one.

Everyone fell silent again.

Something must have happened, or it wouldn't have happened.

"So, I can be sure of two points." Holding the white jade gourd in her hand, she glanced around and said lightly, "First, we are looking in the right direction, and we can find the entrance here. Second, there is indeed some unknown danger here .”

"Ayun, how far is it from the waterfall?" Le Wenyao didn't like people who frowned, and there were waves between his brows.

Fang Yun took out the locator and said, "Miss, it's less than one kilometer."

"Let's check the water level first." Le Wenyao stared at the tent, not wanting to stay longer, just like the scene that often appears in the game, there is always danger behind the silence.

So you can't wait, go to the destination to find the answer first.

Just as they were about to move on, they suddenly heard a crackling sound from deep in the dense forest.

This voice made everyone alert.There is a question in everyone's mind, whether they also heard this voice, and then...

Wang Tu's position was closest to the voice, and he turned around to look, with a bad expression on his face: "It's a ghost!" He was about to take out the talisman from his body, but Anya stopped him, and said anxiously: "It's a mountain ghost. The mountain ghost sucks souls, hurry up!" Get in the tent, turn off the lights, close your eyes, hold your breath, and let it pass."

Hearing Anya's order, everyone got into the tent one after another, and Anya pulled Tang Song to hide in too.The eight people and the four tents turned off the flashlights in tacit agreement at the same time, and the surroundings were pitch black, only the rain outside and the approaching sound could be heard.

In the darkness, Tang Song couldn't see anything. If it wasn't for Anya's hand still on her arm, she almost had the illusion that she was the only one left.In this dead blackness, she couldn't even feel the slightest breath of her.

Thinking of Anya's reminder, he closed his eyes, took a shallow and deep breath, and then held his breath.

Time passed minute by minute.

Tang Song's hands clenched his trousers tightly, and his whole head swelled after holding it for too long, and it was almost to the limit... He could only retract his stomach reflexively, and make a final effort by contracting his abdominal muscles.

Head swollen can only hear the buzzing sound.

It was almost like a year, and I was very at a loss.

The only thing I can do is try to distract myself by thinking about other things, but at this moment, I am thinking about what is the origin of the mountain ghost?

Anya is not even afraid of hairy zombies, why is she afraid of mountain ghosts?

Is her ability limited to dealing with zombies only?

Thinking about it makes it impossible.

Tang Song, who couldn't breathe for a long time, was a little overwhelmed, and the small voice seemed to stop outside the tent, as if he was paying attention to the movement here.

Tang Song tried her best to hold her breath, she didn't want to fall short.

Tang Song, who has always liked sports, would also go swimming and exercise to decompress during his rest on weekdays.She prefers snorkeling to swimming.But even the lung capacity of a swimming champion can't last for so long, let alone her.

The tense body began to tremble slightly, which made Anya beside her notice.

The two were sitting bent in the tent. Although the space was large, they were very close to each other. Anya's hand slowly moved up from Tang Song's arm, slid across his shoulders, neck, and caressed Tang Song's hand without any trace. Exquisite profile.

The next second, Anya exerted a little force, and Tang Song's face turned to her, and her lips landed on Tang Song's lips.

A touch of coldness made Tang Song's heart tremble.Just when she was about to open her eyes, Anya's other hand tacitly covered her eyes. Subconsciously, her body wanted to avoid it, but Anya held it firmly.

"..."

Tang Song's mind was blank, and before he could react, Anya's lips wrapped around her, and the soft tip of her tongue pressed against her teeth, and then, a fragrant and cool breath was slowly exhaled into Tang Song's mouth.

The heartbeat seemed to follow this breath, and missed a beat. This is not like that superficial kiss in the tunnel...

It's more like a breath of life-saving oxygen when sinking at the bottom of a deep pool of despair.

Relieved, Tang Song felt that Anya just pressed her lips against her, and breathed out silently.The tense body is also slowly relaxing during this breath...

Anya is saving her, that's what Tang Song told himself.

It's just that this action is too intimate and ambiguous, Tang Song is a little uncomfortable, but has to rely on this oxygen.

Gradually, everything around seemed to be quiet.

There is no sound of rain, and no mountain ghosts.

There is only the soft and long breathing machine in the deep pool that makes Tang and Song feel at ease.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Song felt that the hands covering his eyes were moved away, and the fragrant and cool breath was getting farther and farther away, and what he inhaled again was the fresh air mixed with soil.

Tang and Song knew that the so-called mountain ghost had gone far.

But even if he knew that Anya was trying to save her, he would... treat her like this.But everything just now, in a way, they were kissing.

And still kissing a woman.

Not to mention that Anya's lips would be so soft. This was an experience Tang and Song had never experienced before, and there was an unprecedented feeling in her heart.

It seems that the whole person has not recovered from the gentleness before...

Anya turned on the flashlight, and the two figures were instantly shrouded in white light.

Tang Song subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands to adapt to the light, only to realize that his face was so hot, he immediately covered it with his hands, not wanting to be seen by Anya.

Immediately afterwards, you can feel that the surrounding tents are also emitting light.

"I'm sorry, I just saw that your breath was disordered, and I don't know how long this mountain ghost will continue to hover. I'm worried that I won't be able to hold on, so that's why..." Anya explained indifferently.

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Tang Song, whose breath was still not stable, her cheeks were flushed, like peach blossoms in spring, and she was so charming.Especially the gesture of covering her cheeks with her hands is really cute.The corner of his lips curled up: "But now your breath sounds a little unstable, so it has nothing to do with me."

Tang Song was taken aback, did she see her blushing?Before she had time to think about it, Anya raised her hand and gently pressed her fingertips against her soft lips. With a slow stroke, there was a charming aura that made Tang Song stop breathing.

She suddenly felt that Anya was a monster!

A monster more terrifying than that mountain ghost!

Le Wenyao's voice came from outside, Tang Song took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and said, "Let's go out first." He said and left first.

Anya looked at Tang Song who was running away, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

The rain stopped and the air became extra fresh. Fang Yun turned on the searchlight to illuminate the surroundings.

Tang Song, who walked out of the tent, saw Le Wenyao and several others take off the breathing mask from their faces without changing their expressions.

Le Wenyao also said: "I really didn't expect this thing to be really useful, otherwise I would have been strangled to death after so long." Then he stuffed the breathing mask into his backpack like a treasure.

Tang Song stared at Le Wenyao's backpack: "..."

Le Wenyao looked at Tang Song, whose face was a little warm, and joked: "Sister forensic doctor, you don't use a breathing mask, do you? Your face is so red, it's true. Next time, I'll compare your breath holding time!"

Because of this sentence, everyone's eyes fell on Tang Song's face.

Tang Song was a little confused: "...I have it too?"

Le Wenyao was joking just now, but seeing that Tang Song really didn't know about the existence of the breathing mask, she said with some surprise: "I prepared one in everyone's bag, when you went to rest, I told the witch Ah. Are you really useless? How did you and the witch manage to survive for so long without a breathing mask?"

Tang Song: "..."

Anya, who got out of the tent at this time, said with an innocent face, "I have a breathing mask in my bag? I forgot... but luckily it's over."

forgotten?

past?

...What is this woman thinking?