Sacrifice of Grave Robbers

The voice was clear and ethereal, and it sounded abruptly in the darkness.For a moment, Chen Yu's mind went blank, and then a slender hand stretched out, holding his arm firmly, with a slight coolness.

Chen Yu came back to his senses in a shock, and grabbed the person beside him with his backhand. Knowing that Feng Han was awake, his rapid heartbeat eased a lot.In the next second, Chen Yu realized that the question coming from the air wasn't that familiar and creepy question.

The voice was melodious and melodious, like a song but not a song, like a song but not a song, it was indescribably beautiful.However, in this dark, cold and decaying tomb passage, this beautiful sound is even more creepy.

Moreover, with such a loud commotion, it is impossible for everyone else to fall asleep, but in the entire dark tomb passage, except for that voice, nothing else can be heard, and it is so quiet that it is terrifying.

Chen Yu leaned stiffly beside Feng Han, and found that he couldn't even understand a sentence, and it didn't look like Tibetan at all.This is too weird, is it the language of the ancient Zhang Zhung Kingdom?Is the king of Tibet watching them?

That voice is not fixed in one place, 'he' is still moving!In the endless darkness, something is just about to move.

Chen Yu pressed his back against the hard rock wall, and the clothes on his back were already completely wet.When he was getting more and more nervous, Chen Yu found a hand stuck into his clothes.Chen Yu's eyes widened, and he turned to Feng Han's direction blankly. A thought flashed in his mind: Maybe he was really dreaming, otherwise even Feng Han would not have such a mood in such an atmosphere. Bar?

Chen Yu even felt the leopard in his arms moving around from time to time because it avoided Feng Han's arm, but it just refused to come out.

Just when Chen Yu was gnashing his teeth and preparing to get angry, Feng Han's hand stopped, and then he took out something.

From the shape and location of the thing, Chen Yu knew that Feng Han was holding a golden scepter.Because it is sharp and easy to use, Chen Yu keeps it next to his body.

The corner of Chen Yu's mouth twitched, firmly thinking that it was because he was too tired recently and had too many things to do, otherwise he would never have thought of such a regret, oh no, it was an embarrassing thing.

After all, Feng Han hadn't recovered his memory yet, so he didn't know what their relationship was like before, and he even suspected that Feng Han didn't understand those things at all.

Chen Yu, who was trying to explain in his heart, felt Feng Han squeeze his hand, and a cold dagger was thrust into his hand.It seems that Feng Han divided the golden stick into two daggers, took one for himself, and gave the other to Chen Yu.

Then Feng Han stood up slowly, and after a gust of wind, he had disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, the voice suddenly disappeared.

The 'person' hiding in the dark is extremely sensitive, Chen Yu thought silently, at least he himself would not be able to detect Feng Han's movements.Chen Yu frowned. He should help Feng Han instead of completely relying on others. After listening carefully, Chen Yu asked loudly, "Who is there?"

There was a second of silence in the tomb passage, and then a voice quickly floated towards him, asking crisply at the same time: "What do you want?"

Chen Yu's heart beat fast, and he subconsciously clenched the dagger in his hand tightly. At this moment, there was a "bang" in the tomb passage, and then it was suddenly bright as day.

Chen Yu was irritated and closed his eyes, but when he opened them, he found that it was Feng Han who had turned on the wolf-eye flashlight.And most of the people around have already sat up, maybe they woke up earlier, but they were just petrified and didn't dare to move.

"Brother Feng, what was that just now?" Ma Wenqing asked suspiciously while putting on his clothes.

Chen Yu scanned the tomb passage, but there was nothing else except them, and the doors on both sides were also tightly closed.

Finally, he looked at Feng Han and asked, "'He' ran away?"

Feng Han looked not far away thoughtfully, then said briskly: "No, I caught it this time."

"Caught it?! Where is it?" Chen Yu asked in shock.

Under the involuntary and eager eyes of everyone, Feng Han raised his foot and walked towards the corner of the tomb passage, then bent down and pulled out a golden dagger from the rock wall.

Chen Yu and Ma Wenqing had already surrounded them, and then slowly opened their eyes wide.

Chen Yu hesitated for a while, then said, "Is this the thing?"

There was a bird on the dagger in Feng Han's hand, the bird was about the size of a pigeon, with golden feathers all over its body, more shiny than Xiaopang.

Now, one of the bird's wings was covered by Feng Han's golden dagger, and the other wing was flapping vigorously, its small black eyes staring fiercely at everyone.

"A bird? How is it possible?" Ma Wenqing looked at the golden bird in surprise.

When the struggling bird heard the human voice, it suddenly turned its head to stare at Ma Wenqing intently, and opened its mouth, "What do you want?" The voice was crisp and clear, exactly the words I heard in the dark many times.

Everyone was stunned, and the one that they couldn't find but gave people too much fright was actually a bird.

"There is really everything in this cave, and it doesn't look like a parrot or a starling..." Chen Yu murmured.

The bird wanted to say something more, but was picked up by Feng Han, and his black eyes stared angrily at Feng Han.After a few minutes, the bird lowered its head, trembling all over, trying to stay away from the person in front of it.

Xiaopang was staring at the bird with bright eyes, drooling with greed, and even took a few steps forward, half-squatting his body in a predatory position, preparing to give himself a boost when Feng Han threw the bird away. a dish.It's a leopard, isn't it the parents' responsibility to train it to prey?

But when he saw Feng Han's actions towards the bird, and the bird's very familiar behavior that was exactly the same as itself, Xiaopang's face suddenly showed understanding and sympathy. At the same time, he carefully looked at Feng Han, and then slowly returned to Chen. around jade.

Feng Han squeezed the golden bird's neck, looked up at Chen Yu, and said, "The cage."

"You want to take it?" Chen Yu asked suspiciously while looking for something that could temporarily serve as a cage from his backpack.

"Well, keep it for now. Maybe it will be useful in the future, as long as it can no longer spy on us." Feng Han took the plastic box that Chen Yu turned out, opened a few ventilation holes from the top, then stuffed the bird in, and hung it on the On the backpack, the poor bird had difficulty even turning around in the small space.I can only hang my head in frustration and stay honest.

"Great, we can finally get out. Leaving aside the cave, I'm about to vomit after walking through more than a dozen tomb passages." The fat man heaved a sigh of relief.

The burden in everyone's hearts was also relieved by most. Just to be on the safe side, Marx and Lenin asked several people to search the tomb passage with candles. There was nothing suspicious before they really felt relieved.

Something happened just after they almost fell asleep, and now most of the people looked tired again.Feng Han proposed that he still keep watch at night, and the rest of the people soon fell asleep because of their peace of mind.

Chen Yu got into his sleeping bag again, but he couldn't sleep. He always felt that something was neglected.Looking sideways at Feng Han who was sitting beside him, Chen Yu asked in a low voice, "Are you pretending to be asleep on purpose?"

Feng Han turned his head, and the coldness and indifference in his eyes gradually softened when he saw Chen Yu, "Of course, this bird followed us all the way, and we just happened to clean it up in the shortest tomb passage."

Speaking of this, Feng Han seemed to have remembered something, tilted his head to look at Chen Yu, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curved.

When Chen Yu stared blankly for a moment, Feng Han lowered his head.

After a long while, Feng Han licked his lips and left.

Chen Yu took a deep breath, looked at Feng Han with a blushing face, and stammered, "You, you remember?! Do you know what you're doing?"

Feng Han seemed to be still thinking about it. After listening to Chen Yu's words, he glanced at him and said as a matter of course: "What do you remember? As for this, well, you like me and are my most important person. Of course I can kiss you like this. You You can't just expect that you can enjoy it, and I can do nothing." Finally, Feng Han frowned, looking at Chen Yu with accusation in his eyes.

Chen Yu almost spat out a mouthful of blood. This is Feng Han. If it's fake, no one can pretend to be it. Even if he loses his memory, he still has all the annoying potentials, including this kind of indistinguishable but obvious. Chen Yu thought desperately of such sweet feelings.

Besides, who is enjoying it!Does he tap his lips the same as this one?What about the increasingly proficient movements and postures? !