[Grave Raiders Notes bg] Lost Notes 2: Heavy Fate

Nan Xing glanced around those compartments. If there were all black flyers who had succeeded in the experiment at that time, there would be at least hundreds of them.

In those compartments, in addition to the bed, there are tables, chairs, and washbasin stands beside them, on which are placed towels, cups, oil lamps and other daily necessities.The two opened the iron door of one of them and went in to check.Things here seem to have been there for a while and are covered in dust.

Nan Xing was about to check the items on the table to infer the age of these compartments. The moment his eyes moved, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something that looked like a human figure hanging upside down.

The shadow was fleeting, and when Nan Xing took a closer look, there was nothing left.

She was quite sure that she was right. If there was really someone hanging upside down just now, it shouldn't have disappeared so quickly.

According to the routine in the horror story, the protagonist will look back or even look for it at such a time, and then be killed instantly by the enemy who has ambushed a long time ago at an unforeseen opportunity.

Nan Xing is not someone who follows this routine, her first reaction was to pretend she didn't see it.

At this time, the oil lamp hanging from the top suddenly fell down, Nan Xing dodged to the side reflexively, lifted his foot to relieve the force along the falling track of the oil lamp, and then retracted to catch it.

The dust from the oil lamp was scattered in the air, and the musty smell mixed with a strange bitter smell was disgusting.

But the dizziness and weakness she felt immediately made her ignore the nausea.

Countless fuzzy fragments of information began to gather in front of her eyes, slightly indistinguishable, like smoking opium, countless shadows walked in front of her, all the scenes were as real as memories, so real that it made her feel chills all over.

She was having difficulty breathing, and at this moment, she felt a pair of warm hands holding her shoulders.

Like a drowning person grabbing the only piece of driftwood, she grabbed those hands, and at the same time, everything in front of her disappeared.

She saw Zhang Qiling in front of her. There was a rare eagerness in his usually calm eyes. After confirming that she was fine, he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He moved one hand to the back of her neck, and pressed it between her occiput and atlas with a subtle force, and the cold feeling that surrounded her body just now dissipated.

"Brother, there is something wrong with the dust on the oil lamp just now, it can cause hallucinations." Nan Xing came back to his senses, and turned to look for the oil lamp that she caught just now at his feet.

I saw that the oil lamp had been put aside, probably Zhang Qiling checked the dust on it immediately after discovering Nan Xing's condition.

"It's snake venom." Zhang Qiling looked at her.

"Snake venom?"

"En." Zhang Qiling nodded, "What did you see just now?"

"People, there are many people walking around, and..." Nan Xing tried his best to recall, not letting go of any details, "Those people were all seen from the angle of looking up, and the place where they are... seems to be here."

The two looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, Zhang Qiling looked at the oil lamp in the corner and whispered two words: "Memory."

"what?"

"This should be another function of the black-haired snake." Zhang Qiling looked at Nanxing.

——Another function of the black-haired snake?

The figure, the angle of looking up, the feeling of coldness all over the body, the memory...

Nan Xing's thoughts flashed, and he blurted out: "You mean, what I saw was the memory of the snake?"

"Go," Zhang Qiling nodded, picked up the torch and walked back, "Go back to the first floor."

The two rushed back to the first floor and came to the group of water tanks filled with black-haired snakes.

Zhang Qiling opened one of the sealed water tanks and picked out the snake inside.

There was no incision in the black-haired snake's mouth, so Zhang Qiling cut out the poison sac inside with the tip of a knife, and took out one of the fangs attached to the poison sac.

Throwing the snake back into the water tank, Zhang Qiling picked up the poison sac and raised his head slightly. At this moment, his arms tightened, and Nan Xing suddenly held him down: "Brother, wait."

Zhang Qiling looked back at her, and she let go of the hand on his side a little bit: "I have inhaled snake venom just now, no matter what the reason is, at least it doesn't have any effect on my body so far, so this time I will let it go." Let me do it. Even if something happens, you can control it. But if you inhaled snake venom and the accident happened, no one can control it."

For a long time, it has almost become Zhang Qiling's habit to bear all the risks encountered when going to the grave, and no one has ever proposed to share the risks for him, so that before Nan Xing proposed, he never thought about this plan, even if it is objective On the face of it, this is indeed a safer approach.

Moreover, he has an inexplicable resistance in his heart to letting her take risks. For actions with her, he does not want to weigh the pros and cons, and even subjectively wants to avoid all possible dangers for her.

This kind of strange emotion has never been felt to anyone before. When he realized this, he subconsciously attributed it to his responsibility to his companions.

He finally shook his head in disapproval.

Nan Xing seemed to have guessed his reaction, and without further ado, he raised his head and leaned towards him, so close that he could hear the light and suppressed breathing of each other's noses.

The fleeting strange emotion just now climbed into her heart again, Zhang Qiling paused suddenly, at this moment, Nan Xing raised her hand and pinched the poison sac, the venom precisely dripped into her nasal cavity.

The toxin quickly acted on the brain through the nasal mucosa, and Nan Xing immediately began to lose consciousness, and the cold feeling quickly spread from the nose to the whole body.

She began to feel that she was a snake, because snakes are cold-blooded animals, this feeling of body temperature should be the most common feeling for them.

The body fell uncontrollably, but there was no expected pain.

She vaguely felt that she fell into a pair of warm and powerful arms, surrounded by a firm sense of security, and then intermittent images began to appear in front of her eyes.

She couldn't see very clear images, only fragments.In front of my eyes are still the figures I saw before. The postures and figures of these people are very strange, and some of them seem to have the heads of snakes.

The fuzzy shadows kept moving, and within a few ten minutes, the thinking was stretched countless times, and the boring hallucinations seemed endless.

Nan Xing was sober at times and dazed at other times, but she could feel that Zhang Qiling was always by her side.

Suddenly, she saw a different picture.

Unlike the blurry figure she saw before, this time, she saw a human face in the firelight in the dark.

Under the light, that human face was the last thing seen when the snake was mined.

The face had distinct features and was so clearly seen that she remembered it easily.

Immediately afterwards, everything returned to darkness.

Nan Xing woke up, although it felt like a long time had passed in the hallucination, but only a few ten minutes had passed in reality.

Nan Xing picked up the poison sac and was about to instill it into his nose again, but Zhang Qiling held it down: "Wait a minute."

"what happened?"

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, his hand was still on Nan Xing's wrist, he turned his head to look at the stone gate leading to the corridor behind him, his dark eyes were as deep as ink, "There are people outside."

Nan Xing's eyebrows twitched: "Is there anyone?"

"Let's go!" Zhang Qiling grabbed Nan Xing's wrist and hurried to the door, pressing the door with his other hand.

The moment the door opened, Zhang Qiling grabbed Nan Xing and ran towards the exit of the corridor.

As soon as the two turned to the last corner of the corridor, they saw a flame falling from the exit.

boom!

Accompanied by the sound of the explosion, raging flames shot up from the abyss, covering the entrance of the cave in an instant!

The heat wave, wrapped in thick black smoke, poured into the tunnel, and instantly roasted the mushrooms in the tunnel to dryness.

"Brother, I can't get out of here!" Nan Xing held Zhang Qiling's hand tightly subconsciously, "There must be a ventilation system here, brother, do you know the location of the air vent?"

Zhang Qiling glanced behind him, his sharp eyes fixed on a direction, and dragged Nan Xing back into the darkness: "Follow me."

The heat wave was licking at her side, and the entire corridor was filled with thick smoke. The Huozhezi had already lost its effect in the thick smoke. Nan Xing couldn't see where she ran. At the end of her vision, she could only see Zhang Qiling who was pulling her forward. figure.

Zhang Qiling only relied on the memory of this place in his mind, counted the steps and estimated the distance, stopped in front of a grill in the corner, kicked heavily, the grill shattered, and the two of them dodged into the air vent.

The air duct is very large, and fresh air is sent head-on. It can be seen that the ventilation system is still in operation.

The two bent down and quickly walked forward inside.

The ventilation system in the early days of the Republic of China was not perfect. There was no damper in the air duct to block the way, and the two soon reached the centralized ventilation shaft.

The ventilation shaft is square, ten meters wide, and goes straight to the surface.

There are large and small holes scattered on the wall of the well, which are used to introduce fresh air from the surface into various places in this underground space.

At the top of the well is a circular air inlet, above which is a huge fan, the fan blades are rotating at high speed, and the airflow brought up makes people almost unable to stand still.

"The electric motor is on the top floor." Zhang Qiling pointed to a place at the top of the shaft, "Turn off the fan to get out."

The author has something to say:

Thoughts of a writer of science and engineering: China's electrical industry did not start to develop until the last few years of the late Qing Dynasty. This underground project was equivalent to the beginning of the electrical industry at that time...

Little Xingxing's resentment: Mom, what kind of weird plot is dripping snake venom?Is it really okay for you to let me show my nostrils directly to my brother?At least take care of my image?

The author's serious face: You have boundless beauty and can stand the test of death perspective, don't worry.

little stars:……

Thank you for the nutrient solution irrigated by Qiyang Erli, I love you! !