I heard the clatter of chains, as if to wake up a locked beast, which roared impatiently.
As he approached the boy's position, the blinding light emitted as if the curtain had been lifted in a theater.
Actually, the light is not strong, but because we have been walking in the dark for so long, it is difficult to adapt for a while.
As my eyes adjusted to the light, I realized that we were indeed in an abandoned tunnel.
Dark green moss has crawled all over the walls of the tunnel, but the walls can still be painted, though they have also faded and eroded.
I can only tell that they are a lot of portraits, or more precisely, like the kind of gods that shamans worship, but more terrifying than that.
The figures have brass-bell-sized eyes, wide noses, large open nostrils, large bloody mouths, and red skin.
In short, the fierce gods are vicious, and people can see that their hearts are hairy.
There are messy bones and rubble on both sides of the tunnel, and two oil lamps are lit in front of it, which is the light source.
There was also a cage made of wooden fences, like the wooden cages used to transport prisoners in ancient times, and behind the cage was a sealed wall.
The wall was made of large boulders, and it looked like the tunnel had collapsed, blocking the road, and the remaining section of the tunnel was used for other purposes.
The humid air was filled with a faint rancid smell, the breath of a dead man, and you didn't have to guess to know it.
We walked quickly forward, the clatter of chains in the wooden fenced cage, and something squirming inside.
And the little boy was standing next to the cage, holding his shoulders with his hands, looking like a little adult, looking up at me and Xiaoxue, quite calm.
"You'd better hurry, or you won't be able to leave when he returns."
"Who's back" The little boy pursed his lips, and his expression seemed to say who else it was So he must be talking about Old Man Zheng.
"Fourth uncle," I tried to call out to the guy in the cage.
There was a gasp from the cage, very familiar, it seemed to be the voice of the fourth uncle, Xiaoxue and I glanced at each other, and ran two steps to the outside of the cage.
To be honest, the moment I saw the fourth uncle, I really doubted that he would be able to hold on.
After only a few hours, he had been tortured to the point that he was no longer human.
His face was covered in blood, and his eyes were so swollen that he couldn't open them, while his other eye was bloodshot and unusually cloudy.
When he saw me and Xiaoxue, tears mixed with blood on his face.
"Fourth uncle, you have been wronged, we will rescue you."
As I spoke, I went to open the wooden fence cage.
The pain in the body can still be healed, but the pain in the heart is not so simple, what I am worried about now is that the fourth uncle already knows his life experience, so he is so painful and desperate.
The lock was so strong that I couldn't cut it with Xiaoxue's short knife.
When he was about to lift the stones on the ground to smash the cage, the little boy came over, took out a key, opened the cage, and then he opened the shackles that held the fourth uncle.
I helped the fourth uncle out, but fortunately, he could still walk, but he kept crying.
"Let's go, I'll help you get here, I'm not sure what else you'll encounter on the way out."
His words sent chills down my shoulders.
Just as I was stunned, the little boy snatched the dagger from my hand and stabbed himself in the abdomen.
I didn't think he'd do that, completely stupid.
"What are you doing here" I hurriedly let go of the fourth uncle and went to help the little boy who was about to fall.
Xiaoxue grabbed me and said solemnly: "Qiangzi, he can't break if he jumps from such a high place, it's not the same as us at all, don't go over."
As soon as she reminded me, I also thought about what if this child cheated But after thinking about it, if he wanted to harm me, he would have killed me a long time ago, we have no way to escape now, and his method of killing the fourth aunt is very vicious and neat, there is no need to use this kind of bitter trick to deceive me.
The main thing is that he slowly leaned against the cage, and black blood gushed out of his mouth, and it really looked like he was going to die.
"I can't imagine that this dagger can really hurt me."
Because of the blood in his mouth, he made this gurgling sound as soon as he spoke.
It reminded me again of the car accident, and the boy kept making that noise.
And listening to what he meant, ordinary weapons can't hurt him, it's my dagger that is more special, so it can hurt him.
This dagger was given to me by an old police officer, I don't know where it came from, but I once saw Du Hao also take one, so it must not be easy.
"Why are you doing this," I asked him, crouching down.
"Let's go, I can't die, only then, when he comes back, he will believe that I didn't let you go on purpose."
He grinned as he finished speaking.
I said that it's all this time, don't laugh, since Old Man Zheng is his master, then just go with us.
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"I can't go."
He gritted his teeth and said, "You guys go quickly, leave me alone, I'm really fine."
I turned my head to look at the fourth uncle, who was standing in pain holding on to the wooden cage, and he really couldn't delay any longer.
I stood up, put one of my fourth uncle's arms on my shoulder, and prepared to go back the way I came.
After taking two steps, I turned to look at the little boy.
"I still can't figure it out, why are you helping us" "I'm also entrusted by others."
"Is that the one who told you to remind me that the burial ground is in danger?"
He nodded.
Looks like they won't tell me their names.
"Then who are you, why did you die in a car accident before, and now you are here, and you and that little boy look completely different."
He grinned again, a very terrifying expression.
"The unlucky guy who got into the car accident wasn't me, I just borrowed his body, just like you see me now, it's not really me, I just borrowed a body."
I reacted and understood what he meant, a little possessed, he had used witchcraft to use the dying child to say something to me, and then he used the child's corpse to take me to the ancient burial ground.
I remembered another incident from earlier and asked him, "What do you mean by pointing above my head on the road, and what are you doing at that time"8 "I didn't do anything at the time."
He said casually.
"Then you point to the top of my head."
He suddenly lowered his voice, "Because because I saw a black shadow on your head."
He said slurredly and slurredly.
I stiffened my legs and froze in place: "What a dark shadow" He swallowed and said with difficulty: "It's just a shadow, and now there is" See you tomorrow t1706231537: