C13

My brain froze for a second.

I immediately tried to pull my hand back, or rather, to either side of my body. Fortunately, my arm wasn't buried, so my hands were at my sides.

"What are you trying to do!" The shovelful of sand pounced on me. If it weren't for the sand blowing in my face from time to time, I would have roared and been born.

I was being buried alive, buried alive by a man in white.

As soon as my hands were free, I immediately sat up on the floor. That thing was still moving mechanically. I tried to pull my legs in, but my back hurt and I crashed into a hard board.

I didn't care to turn my head to look. My legs were trembling as I slowly bent my body.

The thing was still moving, mechanical. Sand in that place.

I stopped panicking and slowly withdrew my leg. The mechanical movement also continued.

I pulled my legs away and the area caved in.

It was a 'person' dressed in a long white robe. It was hard to tell what style he was in.

I subconsciously turned my head to look at her. I felt like I was going crazy.

There were two more on both sides of me, and two more on my left and right. He had two shovels in his hand.

F * ck f * ck f * ck f * ck f * ck!

A strong rancid smell came from my body, mixing with the smell of the other three.

This is... What is happening...

My face paled. The sour smell behind me wasn't weak, but there was clearly something behind me.

I looked back.

Not three centimeters away from me, a pair of dark eyes were watching me.

That rancid smell was something the other three combined wouldn't be able to hide. It was like the usual sour smell of a garbage dump, softening the smell of raw meat and a heavy smell of dust and old blood.

I could only hear myself screaming.

There was only the sound of my roar.

While the sand was still being filled, I suddenly stood up.

"Where the f * ck is this?!"

I was almost buried, buried in a fan-shaped coffin.

He staggered and almost lost his footing. I looked down and almost fell into a daze.

That's why I smell.

At my feet was a corpse, a corpse full of maggots. It wasn't just the stench of rotting flesh, but also the indescribable feeling of maggots.

A fat, white, oval maggot had crawled from his face to my feet. I felt a sudden itch in the back of my neck.

As I stepped over the side of the coffin, I reached for my neck.

Yellow maggots squirmed on my hands, as if looking for a way in.

My back began to itch, and I almost went crazy.

I lifted my leg and stepped out, but my left leg was in pain.

Those black eyes stared at me like a tiger staring at its prey. The green-colored leatherless face that was filled with blood looked as though it had a mind of its own. No matter how I turned my body, no matter how much I swayed back and forth, my eyes were firmly fixed on it.

He raised both his hands, and the pain in his leg originated from the shovel.

The edge of the shovel was thin and sharp.

It was as if a sword was hanging over my head.

The sharpest part of it met my neck.

F * ck, I'm dead meat.

I straightened up and ducked my head back. The shovel came at my navel as if it had eyes. I took a step back — and trotted back a few steps, dodging the distance.

The other two clearly felt that something was wrong, and all three of them stopped in their tracks in a daze. I was curious as to why they didn't chase us, so I looked down at their feet out of habit. Upon seeing it, he instantly let out a long breath.

I thought it was some kind of "dumpling" in a novel. In the end, it's still a mechanism.

Beneath their feet was a slipway, a slipway embedded in the ground.

Like a slideway under a minivan. I glanced at it.

This technology appeared very early on. At first, it was not used in mining vehicles, but in simple wheelchairs. But the slide looks a lot more complicated and high-end than the two-track. Some were similar to the electric rails of the cable-trams, made of wood, which had decayed and broken in part. The room was crisscrossed, and there was not even a large square floor. There were only intersecting grooves that were very deep. If I'd taken an extra step or two back, I would have stumbled to the ground by now.

I waited for a few more seconds to make sure the others weren't chasing me, then relaxed and turned to walk. Half of them had eyes and ears to see the road, the other half had eyes for the three things behind them.

The result proved that this action could be said to be useful. Perhaps it was the sight of the tracks on the ground that made me feel a little materialistic.

Bam!" "Bam!" "Bam!" The four standing corpses suddenly moved to the side, and before I knew it, the nearest one had already crashed to the ground.

The momentary dust cloud clouded my vision. I could only see a dark figure standing there. The visual pressure was getting closer and closer.

Dust fell very quickly. The black shadow was not the "nearest" white figure.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, my ankle suddenly felt a sharp pain, especially my ankle bone, as if it were about to break through my skin.

I looked down.

The corpse that was about to fall to the ground fell at my feet in a daze. The hand that reached out to grab my ankle had already turned into a pile of bones. Only a few strands of fingers left over from rotting flesh were stuck into my flesh.

What about the shovel? I was startled.

The shovel was half a meter away. Relieved, I swung my ankle and kicked the dead man in the face, sending maggots crawling up my shoes.

His ankle was burning in pain, but it did not break. My eyes drifted to the quivering spade, and I had a strange feeling that I had overlooked something.

I kicked the corpse over, causing it to tilt backwards. It actually slowly moved over. Without moving his hands or feet, his face slowly lowered. He then saw his spine, which had been jabbed out of the fabric and flesh, gradually curved into a half arc. Then, it abruptly bounced off!

I was confused, but that face was already closing in on me again!

I turned and ran.

At this moment, he could see the advantage in this situation and it only took him a few steps to put some distance between them.

When I saw that the thing wouldn't be able to jump on my body no matter how much I bent my back, I immediately turned around and ran away. As a result, I felt a pain on my waist, and I shook my head as I bumped into another coffin at the side.

I froze for a moment, and a terrible thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

Would the other two … Lying inside?

I turned and ran around the coffin to the other side. Other than the four standing around, there was no one else, let alone whether they could hit him or not.

And one of the four had been crippled. I took some pleasure in it.

When I looked inside, I was immediately relieved that I wasn't there. The coffin was empty. There was nothing inside.

The red lacquer wood was not soaked in water, but it was somewhat weathered and perfectly preserved. The one I was lying on was the worst. From here, I could almost see that the lines on the other side of the wall were about to crack.

There were a total of nine coffins here. He didn't pay them any attention just now, but at this moment, he realized that they were surrounded by eight coffins in the form of gossips. In the middle, there was even a coffin.

Vertical... One... A coffin.

I don't think Pappy will be able to hold his coffin down any longer. It didn't matter if the coffin was really an empty coffin or not.

There was a series of words engraved on the coffin, which I could not understand, nor did I have any tools to record or copy, so I could only walk in and take a closer look.

The coffin clearly didn't emit any light, but when you started to look at the whole thing, you couldn't take your eyes off it. I didn't move my eyes away from the scene and walked in step by step. I immediately smelt a very complex smell, a combination of a very nice smell and a very pungent smell. The overall situation was so bizarre that it couldn't be explained with words.

The fragrance was very faint, similar to the scent of flowers. The pungent smell was like someone had left a pile of feces in the middle of the sulfur. The pungent smell was so pungent that it could not be described with words. The strange thing was, although the smell was faint, it couldn't be ignored. Not completely. My nose definitely told me that it existed.

When I walked closer to the coffin, the four unknown items had already stopped. They stood blankly on the spot. It was so dark that it was impossible to tell that they were looking at them … Wait?

I was stunned.

I didn't know when, but the four pairs of eyes were all staring straight at me.

His face was facing the same direction, but his body was still facing the coffin in the middle. It was as if someone had strangled him with a strangled throat, it looked like a thief that was f * cking abnormal.

Cold air was coming from the bottom of my feet. He immediately stomped his feet, and beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose. I finally realized that something was wrong from the beginning.

Where was the sound?

After the four corpses moved, I didn't hear another sound. Whether the corpse fell to the ground or the shovel fell to the ground, there was no sound at all. When my waist was struck again, I let out a groan that I myself didn't hear.

"The harmony of powerful and rich democracies?" I read.

No sound.

I felt a great sense of panic.

"Friendly and honest patriotism?!"

No sound.

It's over, it's over. The 24 word core value protection has lost its effect.

I'm deaf!

After a moment of confusion, I realized that I would be able to deal with it once I got out. My mind relaxed a little, and I no longer had the mood to pay attention to the coffin that was erected.

That's when I realized it." If this really was a coffin, then this was a tomb? But which grave would hold so many coffins? How could such a large area be a tomb?

Going out like this would be a great discovery in history, but unfortunately, it couldn't be said.

Thinking about the secret agreement I signed, I felt like vomiting blood.

F * ck, I patted my head, thinking about something random, it really is …

I had already lost all interest in this place. There were only two main points: after taking the items, I would head out to treat my ears. The latter is what I desperately need. Even if a martial arts expert had one of his five senses sealed, it would still result in a huge drop in his power, not to mention me who was standing in the middle of an underground mechanism. As for the first one, he would just let nature take its course. At most, he would just come down again.

With this thought in mind, I walked out without hesitation. The room was dark, but I could see that — the habit of tying a flashlight around my waist had saved my life. I still don't know how I got to this place. The only thing I'm lucky about is that I haven't lost anything.

It was only then that I remembered touching the other pockets. They were still bulging and the contents hadn't fallen off. This made me feel at ease.

Xiao Yan relaxed his mind.

The exit was on my right hand side. Initially, he only had to turn around and run while listening to all the noises along the way. But now that he couldn't hear anything, he had no choice but to half retreat while keeping an eye on the ground. Fortunately, the soles of his feet were smooth. As long as he didn't make a mistake, nothing would happen to him.

I thought about it and decided it would work, so I ran.

"Pah!" Although I couldn't hear it myself, I still let my mouth and heart speak at the same time. "You want to trap me? I'll get away and show you. "

I quickly took two steps forward, trying my best to avoid the ravine in the same direction as me. After that, I tilted my head to the side and looked at the two people behind me who were just standing there foolishly.

Two?

Oh, one of them is lying on the ground …

What about the other one?