Just now, as I closed my eyes to recuperate, I suddenly heard a faint rustling sound in the darkness ahead, sounding as if someone was sharpening the blade of a knife at once.At first, I thought I had misheard, but the more I listened, the clearer it became, and I even uncontrollably added to my mind the scene of a fat man sharpening his knife in the dark.Everyone was startled when they heard my reminder, and they hurried to their feet, staring vigilantly and uneasily at the gloom and darkness ahead."
What's the situation" Zhang Yi slowly moved to my side and asked in a low voice.I recounted what I had heard and my analysis, and the others listened with varying degrees of consternation.In my apprehension and uneasiness, I listened for a long time, and suddenly found that the rustling sound had disappeared, very suddenly, without warning, as it had appeared when it appeared.Even so, instead of relaxing, I became more nervous, and my mind unconsciously thought about what to do next when a person finished sharpening the knife.After listening for a while, I made sure that there was no more abnormal noise, and I beckoned everyone to continue to rest.The soldier thought I was suspicious, and muttered a little dissatisfied, almost angering Shen Dali, and the two almost evolved from a quarrel to a hand-to-hand fight.I pretended not to hear and took advantage of the current opportunity to rest and adjust.There is no point in being angry for a while, and there is no doubt that in a place like this, being able to get out alive is the most important thing.We rested for about half an hour, during which time the noise did not reappear.After making sure that everyone was almost recovered, I got up and organized everyone to continue their march.We hadn't gone far this time, and before we could reach the two arched doorways, suddenly the laughter of a child came clearly from the darkness, breaking the peace.The laughter came so suddenly that it startled all of us, so that we all stopped and all eyes were on me again.I frowned and listened for a while, and realized that the laughter was indeed very abnormal, for I only heard laughter, but nothing else.If there are really people in there, then they shouldn't just stand in one place and laugh at each other, because that's very counterintuitive.Leng Yue was about to rush out with iron chopsticks to investigate, but I hurriedly reached out and grabbed her.He looked back at me with some incomprehension, and when he saw that I shook his head at him, he gave up his previous thoughts and stayed.After a while, the child's laughter disappeared, but within a few seconds it came again, this time from behind us.At this moment, everyone's faces became even more ugly.We walked all the way, and we didn't see anyone, and the only suspicious place was the abyss where Park Kim Kwon appeared, and there were many caves underneath, and there could be hidden passages leading to any place.The others were a little frightened, but they kept their composure, far less shocked than I was.Because, I still only heard laughter, and nothing else.Could it be that everything in here is floating?"
”That's the only thing I can say, because I can't find the source of the laughter at all right now.After a short time, the laughter stopped abruptly, leaving only the echo to fade and become more and more faint into everyone's ears.I was about to beckon everyone to continue walking, but I heard Mr.
Cui suddenly ask next to me: "Wu Yishu, have you heard of the little ghost" He asked very suddenly, I heard a little inexplicable, so I turned my head to look at him and asked him what he wanted to say.After a moment of silence, Mr.
Cui said, "I was doing business in Singapore for a while, and I had dealings with some head lowerers. ”I can understand what he said, this should be the reason why he got acquainted with Tan Sheng, but I don't understand why he suddenly mentioned such a thing at such a time.Mr.
Cui looked at me and continued, "Some of the head-lowering masters I know have little ghosts.Although I don't know what a ghost is, I've heard people roughly explain that the so-called ghost is actually a ghost in our traditional sense, just a ghost of a child who died young.The little ghost is refined by the head lowering master in different ways, but it is fed with the things of the extreme yin, and it will eventually become a killing weapon. ”"I don't really believe there are ghosts in the world."
I'm very polite to say.Tomb robbers, there are no people who believe in ghosts and gods, whether we ask for incense, or bow to the coffin of the tomb owner, in fact, what we are asking for is a psychological comfort.If you are really afraid of ghosts, don't fight, any situation can scare the tomb robbers half to death because of cranky thoughts.Mr.
Cui said: "There are no absolutes in the world, and if you don't believe it, it doesn't mean that there is none."
Moreover, according to some history I learned some time ago, the head lowering technique in Nanyang can be evolved from the ancient Chinese Taoist technique and descending technique. ”Only then did I understand what he was trying to say, and he was suspicious that there were imps here, and the laughter we had just heard was made by imps.I thought about it, nodded and said, "What you said does make sense, but we have already arrived here, and there is absolutely no possibility of stopping there."
Don't say that there are little ghosts in front, even if there are old ghosts, we have to go on hard. ”Mr.
Cui frowned and shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that, I just want to know, if there are really little ghosts here, do you have any way to deal with them" I shook my head solemnly, not wanting to talk to him anymore.He's so suspicious, it's really confusing.Shen Dali said with some displeasure: "Our fifth brother has never seen anything, even if there are really little ghosts here, the fifth brother has a way to deal with reads."
Or, old man, if you're afraid, go back now, but no one will send you. ”Mr.
Cui was a little displeased when he heard this, sighed and shook his head, and said nothing more.The soldier opened his mouth to quarrel with Shen Dali, but was stopped by Mr.
Cui.I was already very annoyed by the strange laughter, and I was even more disturbed by Mr.
Cui's words.Zhang Yi seemed to believe Mr.
Cui's words, quietly moved to me, shook the pistol in his hand, and asked in a low voice: "Old Five, if there are little ghosts, what I said is if, you said that bullets can deal with them" I said angrily: "Don't worry, even if there are really little ghosts, you can't deal with bullets, Leng Yue can deal with them."
What I want to ask now is, should we continue to discuss these meaningless topics here, or continue to move forward" Hearing me say this, the others stopped saying anything, and said that they would listen to my arrangement and move on.I shook my head a little annoyed, raised my flashlight to clear the passage in front of me, and was about to walk forward with my legs, but suddenly I saw a small black shadow flashing silently in the light of my flashlight, and burrowed into an arched doorway not far away, really like a disembodied little ghost.For the fastest update to read, please visit feizfeiz3131245dexhtaa2705221: