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Part 5 The Tomb of the Yellow Skin Chapter 25 The ghost does not go away


This duck steak hunting musket is an old antique.

It misfires from time to time.

This time, Ding Sitian should not be killed.

Her life was saved as soon as the gunshot was fired.

Although Lao Yangpi was worried about hitting Ding Sitian with the gun, When I fired, I raised the muzzle of the gun a lot, and the hunting gun had already lost any damage.

He was strong, but the sound of spitting out smoke and fire was astonishing.

The golden-scaled cockroach that was holding Ding Sitian was frightened by the hunting gun.

It let go of Ding Sitian and quickly retreated.

However, it didn't know the direction in the panic and crashed into the furnace door.

In the crematorium, I happened to rush forward, pushed the furnace door with my back, and pulled the iron bolt shut.

The four of them survived the catastrophe, breathing heavily and no one could speak.

As soon as I stopped, I felt cold all over my body.

Then I noticed that my clothes were almost soaked with sweat.

I don't know if it was the cold sweat from shock or the drama.

The hot sweat flowing in the fight stopped for a moment, and I and I Fatty and Ding Sitian calmed down for a moment, their violent heartbeats and heavy breathing finally slowed down.

Only Lao Yangpi held a torch in one hand and a hunting gun in the other, grinning motionlessly, with an expression that seemed Even his beard stood up.

The fat man went over and pulled Ding Sitian up first, and then he felt relieved after seeing that she was not injured.

Then he went over and patted Lao Yangpi on the shoulder: "Okay, old man, you are indeed a poor and lower-middle peasant."

He patted Lao Yangpi and sat down.

On the ground, his face was at a loss, as if he didn't believe that he had saved Ding Sitian just now.

I was once again imprisoned in the crematorium and was bumped several times by the Jin-scaled Chopper.

However, the furnace door was half a meter thick.

No matter how strong it was, it couldn't get out.

But I still didn't dare to neglect and held on tightly.

The iron bolt on the furnace door was still on, because I clearly remembered that just now the torch When there was no light, someone opened the furnace door.

It was the fifth person besides me, Ding Sitian, Fatty, and Lao Yangpi.

It was this hidden guy who released the Jin-scaled Cockroach.

If there is another This time, we may not be as lucky as before.

It seems that there must be something hidden in this building, and he doesn't want them to get out alive.

If we can't find this guy as soon as possible, we will have no chance this time.

I knew there must be something hidden in the crematorium.

If we didn't find it, we would be in bigger trouble, so I pressed my back against the door of the crematorium and scanned the underground crematorium, but Ding Si The torches in the hands of Tian and others were not bright enough, and the far end of the basement and every corner were still dark.

The less clearly I could see what was in the darkness, the more uneasy I felt.

At that time, there was no such thing as claustrophobia in a secret room, but the four of us had really had enough of staying in this cement coffin, especially in this building.

There are some inexplicable and strange phenomena that make me feel hairy when I think about them carefully.

The fat man came up with an idea and said, "You block the furnace door downstairs.

I'll go up to the second floor and throw the torch into the crematorium to burn that son of a bitch to death, lest it come out to act like a hooligan again."

I nodded in agreement and kept doing it.

It couldn't climb out of the flue without burning it to death.

But Ding Sitian stopped us and said, "Don't burn it.

The fire in this furnace is so strong that even ashes won't be left." , there are two treasures on the body of Jinlin Goku.

One is the Ruyi on the tailbone.

The hook, and the second is the water droplets on the skull.

I heard that they are precious medicinal materials that can bring the dead back to life.

I am afraid that our cows and horses will not be recovered, and the loss is irreparable.

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But if we can bring these two things back, say They may not be held accountable.”

Both Fatty and I doubt whether cockroach bones such as Ruyi Hook are really that valuable, but it is better than going back empty-handed.

As for how to catch cockroaches, Ding Sitian once heard his father say that the golden-scaled cockroaches like to hang out in trees, Tower top and other terrain At a very high place, there must be a "Guanyin Vine" nearby.

Only the Guanyin Vine can be used to kill it.

I wonder if there is such a plant near this building.

If you can't find it, try to leave here first, and then bring more people back.

Capture it.

As soon as I thought about it, I decided that this was absolutely impossible, and said to Ding Sixian: "No, if we continue to stop it, there will be future troubles.

We must burn it to death now.

This thing comes and goes like the wind, and people cannot stop it." , if it comes out of the crematorium again, we really should go see Marx.

Besides, there is no other exit from this building except the flue."

In fact, the most important point is that this building has ten There are eight or nine ghost buildings that are haunted, and through Tonight's Scripture From the series of events we have experienced, it can be seen that the evil spirits in the building definitely want to put us to death.

Judging from the air quality in the basement, the iron gate at the exit of the crematorium may not always be closed.

It was also sealed after we entered the building.

Now there are a few torches for lighting, which is okay.

Once all the things that can be burned are burned, and the undead in the building opens the crematorium, it will really be a tomb.

It's going to scare people to death if they play with a big knife.

I really don't want to express this concern directly to Ding Sitian and others, because everyone's mental pressure is almost reaching the limit right now, but even if I don't explain it clearly, the rest of the people can understand the benefits and harms at this time, so I gave it up.

In the current difficult situation, the top priority is to do everything possible to survive in the current difficult situation.

Keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood.

I asked the fat man to take the torch and go to the second floor, and asked Ding Sitian to follow me to help.

After lighting the fire, he immediately returned to the basement to join us.

The fat man found the Kangxi sword that had fallen on the ground and inserted it into his belt, holding the torch.

He walked towards the stairs in a hurry.

Ding Sitian also followed, but as soon as the two of them raised their feet, as they passed in front of me, Ding Sitian's face suddenly changed color, and she stretched out her two hands and pulled the fat man and me away from the crematorium. , I felt strange in my heart.

I was about to ask her what she was doing by dragging me, but in the blink of an eye, I already understood the sudden situation.

Come to the crematorium, thick yellow fog is emerging from the gap in the furnace door.

The golden scaled locust can spit out poison at two o'clock in the afternoon, which may happen to be midnight.

This poisonous miasma is strong and thick, and there is air in the basement.

It was condensed in the circulating environment.

The furnace and the stairway were not far apart, and they were instantly covered by poisonous smoke.

I saw that the yellow mist seemed so thick that it could not be dissolved, and suddenly I remembered that I had just changed clothes in the crematorium.

The clothes of the cremator were all pantsuits, and there was a simple filter mask on the hat, which could prevent They were choked by the stench of soot and corpses.

Clothes were very important assets at that time and would not be discarded unless absolutely necessary, so Fatty and the others did not change their clothes, and there were only two sets of protective clothing hanging in the corner of the basement.

Another set at the top of the stairs has been covered by poisonous gas.

I thought to myself that I was the only one who had put on a filter mask to break through the poisonous smog and set fire to the second floor.

But when I touched my clothes, I felt a chill in my heart.

It turned out that the melee with the cockroaches was very intense.

The filter mask hanging on the protective suit has long since fallen off and has disappeared.

The poison of the locust penetrates the five senses and penetrates the seven orifices, and is even more toxic than snake venom.

Seeing that the exit was blocked by the poisonous mist, I knew that the situation was over, so I and the other three people covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and quickly retreated to the far end of the incineration room.

This approach No doubt drinking pigeons to quench his thirst, he retreated farther and farther away from the stairs.

There is no ventilation in the basement.

Although the mist formed by the poisonous mangoes dissipated from the corpse incineration furnace, most of it condensed near the furnace door, and its spread to the depths of the incineration room gradually slowed down, but the poisonous mist was still gradually approaching us.

In the depressing basement, there is no way to go to the sky, no door to the earth, and the oxygen in the room is getting less and less.

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The flames of the torches became even dimmer, and the four of them had no choice but to keep retreating to the corner.

The fat man suddenly remembered something and said to Ding Sitian rashly: "I said Sitian, before we go to see Marx, I also I haven’t had time to ask you something.

Look, between me and Lao Hu, who can possibly further sublimate our pure revolutionary friendship with you?"

Ding Sitian was behind us.

I couldn't see her expression clearly in the darkness.

I didn't know whether she was scared or blushing when she was asked about this in such a desperate situation.

Thinking of dying in this gloomy crematorium, I also We were looking forward to hearing Ding Sitian’s voice before she died, but Ding Sitian said to us: “I am water, look at the sewage flowing out of the pipes.”

Her voice was filled with surprise and joy, as if she had seen a ray of light in the darkness.

Lao Yangpi held up the torch and shined it at the place she mentioned.

It turned out that we had unknowingly retreated to the corner where the pipes were being laid.

A lot of sewage flowed out of the water pipe that was cracked by the golden scale cockroach, and it was already drained.

There is still a lot of black water on the ground, and there are more than a dozen small vortices in the water accumulation area.

The water in the room has seeped down from here.

Since the drainage holes have not been dredged for many years, the sewage seeps very slowly.

If it were not for the water pipes, Broken, it is difficult to detect its existence.

When we saw a drain, it was as if we had grasped a life-saving straw.

The fat man reached out and touched the sewage and said happily: "It doesn't look like a floor drain, it's a fucking iron lid.

Let me see if I can open it."

Seeing that the poisonous locusts were approaching, I couldn't waste any more time, so I urged the fat man to work quickly.

The fat man dug out the mud on the drainage holes in the iron cover, put his fingers in and pulled them up, and he struggled with his arms.

I pulled it upwards a few times, but the iron cover didn't move at all, as if it had roots.

The dim yellow poison is like smoke and mist.

Our location will be enveloped by the poisonous mist in a moment.

Now we have begun to feel difficulty breathing.

The blood in our chest is boiling and we want to open our mouth to vomit.

We see a sewer in front of us, but no matter what, Unable to escape, everyone was so anxious that they stamped their feet.

I had an idea and remembered that this building was strangely built.

All the doorways were either sealed or opened outwards.

They were all the same as the lids of corpse furnaces.

Could it be that this sewer was also like this?

Ding Entian also thought of something with me.

Her fingers were slender and could be inserted into the drainage hole, so she quickly squatted down and reached out to feel around.

Sure enough, she felt through the drainage hole that there was a pin inserted horizontally on the inside.

Although it was rusty, But it was still a little loose.

Ignoring the pain of the skin being rubbed off her fingers, she pulled several times and finally pulled off the iron bolt.

The iron drain covers on both sides fell down immediately.

Under the drainage cover is a very deep drainage ditch, which is connected by large cement pipes.

We didn't care that it was damp and smelly inside, so we immediately filed in.

The height of the drainage ditch was nearly two meters, and I was the last one to jump.

I fell down, splashed with smelly water, and wanted to close the open drain cover, but in the chaos just now, the iron bolt that was pulled out had been thrown away by Ding Entian.

I was not willing to accept it, but in Laoyangskin After being urged by others, I had no choice but to give up.

There is not much sewage in the underground sewers, but the bottom of the cement pipes is a layer of dark, foul-smelling mud, which is extremely muddy.

There are also many woodlice inside that are frightened by people and crawl back and forth quickly.

Although the environment is harsh, it is still there after all.

There is water movement, there is no deadly methane, it is just easy to It is easy to slip on the mud.

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You can't see the end of the waterway at both ends, and you can't tell the direction.

It is said that the water source is scarce in this place close to Mobei.

Why is there still drainage in the cement pipe that has been abandoned for many years?

This is really confusing.

Tooru, I have no choice but to stop thinking about it.

Now I can only take one step and see one step at a time.

I pointed to the water supply point and said to everyone: "I see that all roads lead to Beijing, let's just pick them up and walk along them.

Anyway, we finally came out of that building.

Even if I am suffocated by mud in the sewer, I will never go back to that damn place."

Although there is no absolute isolation measure between the sewer and the crematorium, the poison has its limits after all.

As long as the space is deep enough, there is no need to worry about being poisoned.

In the long and narrow cement pipe, the four people walked along the way.

Although the future It’s vague and unknown, but after all, it’s inevitable to avoid the burning corpse full of resentment.

The pressure in my heart has somewhat eased.

Fatty, Lao Yangpi and I couldn't stop praising Ding Sitian.

If it weren't for her brave performance just now, everyone would have been poisoned to death.

That kind of death was like dying from Nazi gas.

Among the Jews in the room, there was no one to collect the corpses.

It was really miserable.

Ding Sitian said: "What I admire most is Ostrovsky, the contemporary hero of the Soviet Union.

I just hope that, like what he said, when a person looks back on the past, he will not feel regret for wasting his years.

Nor will I be ashamed of doing nothing.”

I imitated the recitation tone on the radio and joked to Ding Sitian: "When I look back on the past, I will not feel regret because I did not climb out of the chimney of the crematorium, nor will I feel regret because I walked through the stinky The sewers were filled with suffocating air and I felt that I was doing nothing."

Then he said to everyone seriously: "Our path is uncertain, and we don't know what will happen ahead.

Everyone has to cheer up.

This long journey of thousands of miles has just completed the first step."

The fat man continued my words and sighed: "The road ahead will be longer."

Ding Sitian said: "That's why we have to be frugal in making revolution.

It's a waste to light two torches.

How about just using one?"

After Ding Sitian finished speaking, she extinguished the torch in her hand.

There were only a dozen simple torches tied up, and now there are only four or five left.

Moreover, each torch has a very limited burning time, and it may not be able to burn half of it.

For an hour, I really didn’t know if I could hold on until I could climb out of the gutter

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