Tomb Raiders

The bonfire dimmed again when it reached the bottom, Shen Liaobai followed the sound of fighting and approached the sarcophagus, and after walking two steps, he felt something rushing towards him, he couldn't see what it was, and was about to dodge in panic , but heard a hasty order: "Don't move!"

Shen Liaobai heard that it was Chu Yuyang's voice, and abruptly stopped his movements. Chu Yuyang put his arms around his waist from in front of him, and led him to fall to the right, just avoiding the monster of a claw.

Chu Yuyang put his arm around Shen Liaobai, let Shen Liaobai lie on him halfway, lightly clasped his free right wrist, and several white lights shot out from the sleeve. The poisonous corpse outside became more agile. Not only did it avoid the blade attacking it, but it also climbed up the wall of the tomb, intercepting the blade that Chu Yuyang was about to retract halfway. The arm was wound around a few times, and it was firmly stuck. The monster's skin seemed to be very tough, and the flexible silk thread entangled its arm due to inertia, but did not scratch his skin.

Chu Yuyang let out a "tsk" impatiently, and pulled Shen Liaobai to hide behind the nearby stalagmite. The silk thread in his sleeve "hissed" and was dragged out by the monster.

Shen Liaobai felt a cold murderous aura emanating from Chu Yuyang who was hugging him, he pinched his cuff nervously, and whispered: "Chu Yuyang, Song Qiancheng gave me a package, saying that it can deal with this beast monster."

Chu Qianyang glanced, the silk thread in his wrist was still making a slight sound, it seemed that the monster seemed to want to drag them out from behind the stalagmite.

"...Do you think it's credible?" Chu Yuyang asked in a low voice, his tone was very calm, as if he was simply asking for Shen Liaobai's opinion.

Shen Liaobai looked out of the stalagmite, he could vaguely see the two red lights flickering menacingly not far away.

"I believe him this time." Shen Liaobai said: "Is the silk thread still holding up? Or cut it off."

"This silk thread can't be broken by an idle knife. It's okay, you can do whatever you want." Chu Yuyang let go of the hand around his waist, gently pinched his left hand, and a few thin blades were caught between his fingers. A faint light glows in the dark.

Shen Liaobai hastily opened the red paper bag. Looking at it with the faint light of the fire, it turned out to be a small pile of gray-black powder. Shen Liaobai stretched out his hand and rubbed it carefully. The touch was very delicate, a bit like Incense ash, this powder has no smell, and there is nothing special about it, he was a little stunned for a moment, how should I use it?

Just as he was thinking hard, the sound of the silk thread sliding suddenly stopped, and the monster seemed to be impatient, so he stopped pulling the thread, but kicked his limbs, left the wall and rushed towards the stalagmite where the two were hiding.

Chu Yuyang raised his left hand, and the blade rushed out, but instead of aiming at the monster, it bypassed several stalagmites and protrusions on the wall and ground, and loosely wove a net around the stalagmite where he was. The monster slammed into the net headlong. It was so big that even though the gap between the lines was not too small, it still couldn't cross it.

The monster roared a few times, and at this moment it was quite close to the two of them, and Shen Liaobai could almost smell the stench of corpses coming out of its mouth.He gritted his teeth, knowing that Chu Yuyang did it specially to give him time, but he really didn't know how to use the powder.

He hesitated for a moment, then pulled the clothes off his shoulders. The burning sensation of the tattoos was still there, but the wounds on his shoulders had almost healed. The light was too weak to see how far the tattoos had spread. Shen Liaobai I couldn't control that much anymore, I hastily pulled off the wrapped cloth strips.He also took out a small knife from his waist pouch. This knife was on his body just in case before he set off, but after entering the tomb, Chu Yuyang protected him everywhere, and he really didn't have any skills. Longlin was still the small knife, which was useless to him, so he couldn't use it all the time, but it was pulled out for the first time at this time.

Gritting his teeth, he dug up the wound again with a knife. Shen Liaobai soaked the wound cloth with blood, then grabbed Chu Yuyang's right wrist, raised it slightly, and then pressed the cloth on the silk thread. The blood quickly slid towards the monster along the silk thread.This was a bad strategy because there was no better way at the moment. Although Shen Liaobai didn't feel anything about this monster, his blood was still effective, but he didn't know what the effect would be.

Chu Yuyang didn't move or speak, but for some reason, Shen Liaobai only felt that the breath around him became colder and harsher, as if he was angry.

The blood slid along the silk thread, and because the end was deeply embedded in the flesh of the monster's arm, the blood beads quickly melted the monster's skin, and the flesh and blood under the skin was as rancid and soft as moldy cotton wool, and it was already extremely stretched. The tight silk thread severed the monster's arm immediately, leaving only a stump of gray and black rotten flesh.

The silk thread came loose with the falling arm, and with a movement of Chu Yuyang's wrist, the silk thread was quickly drawn back together with the blade, and the monster retreated a little as if feeling the threat.

Seeing that it worked, Shen Liaobai couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, but he heard Chu Yuyang beside him saying, "What are you going to do now, take a pot of blood and pour it on that thing?"

These words sounded like a joke, but there was no smile in Chu Yuyang's tone, instead it was very cold, Shen Liaobai was taken aback for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "But... I really don't know how to use this powder. "

Chu Yuyang stretched out his hand and twirled the powder, and said, "It's just a little, I'm afraid it won't work if you sprinkle it on. I'll smear it on the blade with the blood, and I'll shoot it into the monster's wound to see if it works."

Shen Liaobai touched his shoulder, and within a short while, the incision on the shoulder was almost healed, with a thin layer of eggplant. He was about to make another cut, but Chu Yuyang snatched the knife away. , "I didn't say I would use yours."

After saying that, he scratched the same spot on his shoulder with a knife, wiped the blood with a cloth, and put the powder on it, and wiped it on several blades together, "It moves quickly, and I can only kill the blade if I fight it close to body." It was sent into the wound, but fortunately it has already broken a limb, reducing the threat a little, you stay here and don’t go out, it is afraid of your blood, so it shouldn’t come looking for you.”

Shen Liaobai nodded, and said: "Be careful."

Chu Yuyang didn't reply, he took off a few mechanisms from his wrist, handed them to Shen Liaobai, and said: "Just in case, hold these shuttles carefully."

After saying that, he bypassed the stalagmite, leaned on the wall and threw himself out.

Penghuo was still dim and unclear, Shen Liaobai clenched the mechanism in his hand, feeling uneasy, wondering if the powder would be useful, and at the same time worried that Chu Yuyang was injured, Chu Yuyang didn't recover so quickly like him , the knife just now was very ruthless, and it was on the shoulder again. I don't know if it will affect the action. Thinking of this, he looked out again, but he still couldn't see anything, only the occasional red dots flashing in the darkness , showing where they are now.

I don't know how long I waited in the dark, when a clear sound of a blade hitting a stone wall came from not far away, Shen Liaobai stood up nervously, and soon, the gradually brightening fire clearly illuminated the person coming, only Seeing Chu Yuyang walking towards him, he slowly wiped the blade and put it into his sleeve.

"Are you alright?" Shen Liaobai asked softly, taking two steps from behind the stalagmite.

"It's okay, the powder is really effective." Chu Yuyang bent down and threaded through the silk thread, took the thread shuttle tightly held in Shen Liaobai's hand, put the thread away, and continued, "I just inserted the tip of the knife, and the monster Turned to dust, leaving only two eyeballs and a blackened heart."

After finishing speaking, he put the thread shuttle back on his wrist, took out a small package wrapped in cloth from his arms, and threw it to Shen Liaobai.

Shen Liaobai opened the package, and inside were two beads covered with red veins, about the size of eyeballs, emitting a faint red light.Shen Liaobai touched it carefully, it was smooth and round, and there was a faint smell of blood, "What is this?"

"Ye Mingzhu, but it is soaked in the blood of that monster, so it may still be useful." Chu Yuyang replied.He took out his bonfire from his waist pocket, identified the direction, pulled Shen Liaobai up and said: "Go and ask them."

Shen Liaobai put the two night pearls away, and asked as he walked, "Is this monster... Zhang Jiao?"

Chu Yuyang picked up Ye Mingzhu and said, "Maybe it is, but I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, I would become a Wuqimin."

Shen Liaobai asked in surprise, "What is that?"

After finishing the monster, Chu Yuyang's breath softened a lot at this time, and he patiently explained: "That is a kind of strange person, whose heart is alive after death, and can be reborn after being buried in the ground for a hundred years. Ximin is similar, the only difference is that Ximin is reborn with a liver."

Shen Liaobai recalled it, and hesitantly said: "It seems that Song Qiancheng also mentioned this, by the way, he seems to be injured, do you want to find him?"

Chu Yuyang shook his head, "Let's meet up with Wenhao first, it's too dark here, I'm afraid we won't be able to find him for a while."

After walking for a while, the two found Wen Hao and the seriously injured Hanzhang in the corner of the coffin.

Because Han Zhang was seriously injured, it was inconvenient to move around, so Wen Hao only moved him a little away from the spot, and kept guarding beside him cautiously.

Chu Yuyang squatted down to check Hanzhang's condition, and frowned, "Did Xue Zhudan eat for him?"

"He can't swallow, and we have no water on our bodies." Wen Hao said sadly.

"Let's go out if you find Song Qiancheng." Chu Yuyang straightened up, held up the canopy, took a look around, and asked Shen Liaobai, "Where did you see him?"

Shen Liaobai took two steps, and said uncertainly: "It should be there, where there are stalagmites protruding obliquely from the wall."

Chu Yuyang told them to wait where they were, and then walked over.

After a while, he dragged the unconscious Song Qiancheng back, threw him beside Hanzhang, and said, "It seems that he is still alive, but I can't see where he is injured. Ask Hao to take a look."

Wen Hao went over to check his pulse, and let out a soft "Huh", "What's going on, the pulse is almost gone?!"

Chu Yuyang said coldly: "Is there any help?"

Wen Hao concentrated on pressing his pulse for a while, then touched the side of his neck, checked it from the beginning to the end, finally shook his head and said: "No, I don't know what's wrong with him, now he looks completely lifeless, If you take him out, I'm afraid you won't survive halfway."

Chu Yuyang nodded and said, "I'll take Hanzhang up, you and Shen Liaobai should be careful behind."

After all, he stopped looking at Song Qiancheng, bent down, gently pulled Hanzhang onto his back, and tied it tightly with cloth strips a few times. During his movements, he inevitably bumped into Song Qiancheng who was almost out of breath. Shen Liaobai looked at him. Unable to bear it, he moved Song Qiancheng aside, his hands were cold, as if it was a corpse that had been dead for many years, Shen Liaobai shuddered, and retracted his hands after moving.

After Chu Yuyang carried the Hanzhang back, he walked towards the exit where a big hole had already been blown out. The Hanzhang on his back was pale and unconscious, but his hands and feet curled up convulsively for some reason. The movement was extremely weak, very faint. Soon it was quiet again.

The author has something to say: The author, who was on the last day of the week, crawled back... Song Qiancheng just hiccupped. Although Chu Yuyang's performance was a bit cold, he was not a recognized companion in the first place, not to mention that he was indeed at that time. It’s hopeless, so don’t criticize Chu Xiaogong on this point 0.0