[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

Strange to say, it is actually quite common in reality.

As the team approached, everyone could clearly see that in the center of the tomb passage there was a wall made up of countless iron chains of different thicknesses. You have to die.

The iron chain seems to have been specially treated, it is opaque and does not reflect light, it is a dense piece of black, and there is no trace of rust after a thousand years, as if it was just hung up, giving people a heavy and oppressive feeling.

Next to the iron chain stands a small stone monument, like a landmark.I squatted down and took a photo with a strong flashlight, trying to see what kind of place we had come to, but it turned out to be a tablet with no writing on it. It was smooth and made of jade but not jade.

I switched the wolf eyes to my left hand, and stretched out my right hand to caress the stele, to see if there was any difference in tactile sensation.As a result, my right hand barely touched the cold stone surface, and suddenly a strange voice came from my ears, it was a human voice, ethereal and indistinct, and I couldn't hear it clearly: "Break the bamboo, continue the bamboo; fly the soil, By meat..."

This word is inexplicably familiar. I seem to have seen it when I was in junior high school. I recalled it a little bit and remembered it. This is the earliest ancient folk song in ancient China. It roughly describes the hunting life of primitive society. It is a very famous ancient folk song. Labor hymn, only eight words, simple and easy to understand, the title is "Playing Songs".

Although the words are familiar, they are different after matching the tone.When I was a child, I was very sensitive to ancient books and events, and I could remember them clearly when I heard the stories.This poem was compiled in the Eastern Han Dynasty, but because the original age was too long, it was sung or recited at that time, so there is no way to verify it. We descendants just recorded the lyrics as long and short sentences, and the tune has long been lost. Thinking that I would be lucky enough to hear the sound of the millennium again in this deep and dark underground.

Although the voice was erratic and far away, it sounded like it was separated by a layer of veil, but I don’t know why, but I just think it is very beautiful, giving people a sense of relaxation and comfort, the lyrics are harmonious, and the beauty is primitive and natural.I was so fascinated by it that my right hand was reluctant to leave the stele, and just stopped there.

I don't know how long this weird state lasted, until I felt a sudden chill on my face, and someone took a bottle of ice-cold water and poured it on my head!

I was shivering from the cold, and woke up in an instant, and found that I didn't know when, I had fallen to the ground, and my neck was supported and protected.As soon as I looked up, I saw Poker Bottle, who was frowning slightly, bowing his head to support my upper body, preventing me from contacting the wet and cold ground.

Seeing me wake up, he seemed relieved, and supported me to sit up slowly before letting go.I pressed my temples and felt unstoppable swelling and pain in my head. I also felt dizzy, so I asked the fat man who was squatting on the side: "What happened just now?"

"After you touched that stone tablet, you remained motionless, without blinking your eyes. As soon as I touched you, you stiffened and fell down. I still want to ask you what the hell is going on."

"How long have I been like that?"

"It's probably less than 5 minutes."

I rubbed my eyebrows and said:

"Why didn't you wake me up in the first place?"

The fat man shrugged and shouted vaguely:

"Hmph, I really want to stretch out my hand and slap you, but some people are reluctant."

I reflexively went to look at Poker Bottle, but he was unmoved by my gaze and looked at me calmly.

Because the temperature in the previous section of the tomb was not too low, my mountaineering jacket was not buttoned up, and now I was poured with cold water, and it all seeped into the inner clothes along the collar, making it wet and cold.I was too lazy to change, so I opened the zipper casually, loosened the collar of my underwear to expose my wet neck and collarbone, and let the clothes inside dry naturally.

Poker-Face's eyes drooped, he stared at me for a while before saying:

"what happened?"

The headache came and went quickly, and I felt relieved, and said: "As soon as I touched the stele, I heard someone singing folk songs far away. It felt like it was coming from the other side of the iron chain. I can’t hear clearly, I just find it attractive, and then I can’t move my hands.”

Poker bottle frowned slightly, and said:

"I tried it just now, and there is nothing unusual. What kind of sound is it?"

"Well...it's a very primitive folk song, it should be "Tange", the tune is very simple, and it doesn't make people feel uncomfortable, it's just..."

Speaking of this, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly saw a black shadow flash, something jumped up to the top of the tomb passage behind Poker Bottle, and was about to pinch his neck!My pupils shrank instantly, but I couldn't carry the strength on my body, so I could only yell desperately: "Brother! The top of the head!"

It's not that I haven't seen the stress reaction of Poker Bottle, and this time it was surprisingly fast.Without turning his head, he waved his backhand, the military thorn that had been imbued with great strength flashed coldly, and pierced hard into the thing, with a sound of "Ding", black blood spattered!

Almost at the same time, there was another "dole", and a knife snapped to another part of the thing from another direction.I turned my head to look, and it turned out that the iceberg at the back of the team flew out of his saber in a critical situation.

Seeing a splash of black water pouring down my head, my heart moved, I put my arms around Poker Fing's waist, turned over and led him to roll violently sideways twice.Poker Bottle and I did exactly the same movements, and with the help of two forces in the same direction, we narrowly rolled out of the pollution range of the black water.

"Tear!"

The black water was poured on the blue bricks at the bottom of the tomb, and white smoke immediately appeared, making a terrible sound like boiling oil meeting water, which made me break out in a cold sweat.

After making sure that the water wasn't splashed on my back, Poker-Face stood up and turned to look at Bingshan. As a result, I happened to collide with Bingshan's staring eyes. Neither side said anything. They looked at each other for a while, and at the same time turned away.

This series of accidents took a long time, but in fact it only happened within a few seconds. The Wu guys only reacted now, and they all wanted to shoot with their guns, but I stopped them with a gesture.

The battle space in this area is too narrow, if that thing runs around and sprays black water, maybe after killing it, most of the people in my team will be killed or injured, it's not worthwhile.Brother Pig barked at the thing in Fatty's arms, but Fatty knew what was at stake, and didn't let it go to meet the enemy.The eagle was smarter than him. After circling twice, it landed on the shoulder of the iceberg without taking a bite.

Only at this time did I realize that the thing was in the shape of a skinny human being, but before I could take a closer look, the thing suddenly let out an ear-piercing roar, struggled frantically twice, sprayed more black water, and then broke away from the two military thorns. Restrained, he slammed in the direction of the iron chain, and got straight in!

The surroundings returned to silence after a burst of dazzling light, only the sound of breathing could be heard, and no one moved for a long time.

The singing sound appeared again at this time, and it still came from a very distant place. I couldn't hear it clearly, but I could clearly realize that the place was in front of the chain partition.

I secretly turned my head to glance at the expressions of other people, and found that there was nothing unusual. It seemed that the voice was still only heard by me.This phenomenon has not yet caused any threat to my life, and there is no solution.So I thought about it, and let it go, and didn't tell Poker Ping and them.

However, I suddenly had a very strange feeling.

I actually felt that the other end of the iron chain was like another world, but when I came back to my senses, I felt that my thoughts were a bit ridiculous.

There is an indescribable feeling lingering in my heart that will last for a long time.