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Chapter 40 Crying Spirit

The burial pit is about three meters deep, and there are various dry bones inside. As soon as he jumped down, he stepped on the bones and made a crackling sound of bones breaking. Everyone's feet were not flat, but their bones slipped. Except for Mute and Zhuanrui, the rest of them fell four feet towards the sky.

I sat in the pile of dry bones, not caring about getting up, and quickly looked up, but saw that the two teams above had met. They stopped suddenly, as if the people in the middle were missing. However, the next second, they turned around together and faced the direction of our burial pit. Since these zongzi were always lowering their heads, when they turned around, I saw blurry faces looking down at us in the burial pit.

That feeling is as if we have become human beings, not to mention the feeling of being peeped at by a group of rice dumplings from above. The rest of the people couldn't see it. However, I could see it clearly, and suddenly felt my scalp numb and a thought came out: Why do I feel like I fell into a trap?

At this time, the people who fell down got up one after another. Zhuanrui immediately asked me, how is the situation now. I calmed down and looked down at our 'faces'. I felt my throat dry. After a moment, I smiled bitterly: "It's still there, they are looking at us..."

Lei Zi was a little impatient. He couldn't see anything. He fell down again. After hearing what I said, he couldn't help but say, "You kid are not pretending to be mysterious, are you? Are there any ghosts?"

Zhong Gong said, "Only Brother Chen can see it. We can't figure out the situation and the trap is dangerous. I might as well invite incense." After asking incense, you can see the unclean things around you. This time, the soft rice dumplings on it did not move, so the proposal was agreed by everyone. Zhong Gong immediately took out the incense from the equipment bag, and everyone knew the rules. Therefore, just as Zhong Gong took incense, Feng Guishou suddenly added a sentence and said, "It's better to invite a pillar of the ancestor's incense."

The so-called ancestor incense is also a kind of incense that invites incense, but it will increase the original incense to five. Before, when Feng Gui and I were in the tomb of Princess Gege, he once invited the ancestor incense, but it turned out to be burned. That experience was really uneasy. Not only did the death of the person, but it also caused a black dragon, and everyone almost finished it.

As soon as he said he would invite the ancestor incense, my bad memories aroused, and I thought to myself: What if I burn it again, wouldn’t it disturb the morale of the army? So I said: “Don’t invite the ancestor incense? Who believes this these days?”

Of course, Zhong Gong listened to me, and didn't know how to listen to Feng Guishou. He immediately took out a piece of incense and then took out a lighter to light it. Unexpectedly, after lit it for a while, the incense head was not even in a fire.

Through the glass cover of the gas mask, I saw that Zhong Gong's face was not very good, and said to Zhuanrui: "What should I do if I can't do if I can't do it?"

Lei Zi said: "Have you bought inferior goods? Is it a resurgence?" Xiaoyu and others are subordinates of Bai Sanye. They have done a lot of things on weekdays. They are good at fighting, but they don't seem to be very in-depth. Buying incense is related to their wealth and life. Who dares to buy inferior goods? Don't say that this probability is very small. Even if you really buy inferior goods, even if you don't show sparks, you should have black smoke? This incense doesn't even have black smoke.

A few of us veterans immediately knew that something was wrong and that the fragrance would not burn. This means that the rice dumplings would not be affected. The rice dumplings that did not receive fragrance would be very bad.

Just as everyone was stunned, the mute spoke calmly and spit out four words: "Please in the ancestor."

His words made our brains come alive. The incense of the ancestor was burned to the tomb robbers, and the incense should be able to bear it.

This time, Zhong Gong first lit a white candle with a lighter, then took out five incense sticks, muttering words in his mouth, saying nothing more than hoping that the ancestor would bless him and give me some advice. He is an eight-foot man, who is so serious about doing such superstitious things, looks very inconsistent, and makes people want to laugh.

But now, no one could laugh. While reading, Zhong Gong used a white candle to light the five incense sticks. This time, the incense was lit at once. Lei Zi and others couldn't help but cast admiring eyes at the mute. The smoke curled up, and the dim light seemed obscure in the space intertwined by smoke and black mist. Even though several flashlights were on, they still felt the light around them dim. Everyone was staring at the smoke and the candlelight. After a moment, they saw a candlelight. The dim flame suddenly shrank, and the size of a star bean. The windless wind automatically turned into a green flame, which made Zhong Gong's face turn a little blue.

At the same time, the smoke also rose above the sky. In a short while, I saw the rest of the stunned expressions. It was obvious that they had already discovered the ghosts standing above and staring at us all, as if they had eaten a fly, and the muscles on their faces could not control themselves.

I suddenly felt much more balanced, and finally I didn't have to bear this fear alone.

There was a quiet surroundings, with only a gradual rapid breathing sound. The mute expression still did not change. His dark eyes looked at the row of ghosts above indifferently through the glass cover of the mask. It seemed that they were not ghosts, but just a group of ordinary people.

When everyone was frightened, his calmness was like a tranquilizer, which instantly dissipated a lot of anxiety and fear in his heart.

I calmed down and said, "It seems that they won't come down. We might as well follow the burial pit to the opposite side and make plans later." Everyone nodded, and while walking forward, they observed the things on it. However, as we moved, their faces moved slightly, obviously looking at us, and their eyes moved with our position. In an instant, I seemed to feel the eyes of countless ghosts sticking to my body, making my hair stand up.

But despite this, those things were still in place, which made us feel much more at ease, and everyone immediately accelerated and walked forward.

Along the way, in addition to human bones, there were many animals like horses, sheep, pigs, and cattle. I didn’t see the bananas mentioned in tofu. However, even if there were bananas with me in the past, they would have rotted a long time ago.

Everyone walked forward on their feet on their dry bones, and there was a crackling sound in their ears. Sometimes they could find some small objects, about what these people carried when they died. The length of the burial pit was about forty meters, and the specifications were quite large. These burial pits almost filled the entire burial pit, which was enough to imagine how many people died at that time. At this moment, with the crackling sounds of stomping on their bones, I suddenly heard another sound in my ears.

Crying sound.

The voice was a little blurry. I thought it was my illusion, but the mute's footsteps stopped, his head turned slightly, and he looked around with vigilance. At the same time, Wenmin also said in an uncertain voice: "It seems that someone is crying?"

The rest of the people obviously heard it, and Lei Zi said nervously: "Who else will be there besides us in this place? It's not that boy named Dou, right?"

Tofu?

I couldn't help but hiss and thought to myself: The boy Tofu has always been crying but not bleeding. Could it be that he is really him? But when I listened carefully, my voice was sobbing, my voice was blurry, and I couldn't hear clearly from which direction it was coming from. I really couldn't determine whether it was Tofu's sound. At this time, I heard Wenmin say, "Or why should we look for it, will it be Xiaodou have encountered you?"

Lei Zi's voice slightly raised and he spat: "What's the matter? He was raped by female Zongzi?"

I listened to the crying sound. Although I felt that tofu would not be so scared that he would cry, what if it was really him? So I nodded and signaled everyone to pay attention to the sound. We continued to move forward, the clearer the sound became. At this time, I heard it clearly that it was coming from our left hand.

The wall of the pit was close to the burial pit. The width of the entire burial pit was about ten meters. Due to the bad luck, the light was dim and our flashlight could not be shined. I pulled out the dagger and shouted the name of tofu in that direction, but there was still no response, only crying. At this time, the tone of the voice changed a little, and it became unreasonable. At first we thought it was the man crying, thinking it was tofu, but later, it seemed like a woman.

Zhuanrui seemed to have thought of something and said, "Crying spirit."

What he meant was that it was not people crying, but those ghosts who were alive here were crying.

I heard the sound change several times, and I knew something was wrong, so I nodded, took back the dagger I had drawn, and said, "Don't worry, leave here first." Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, the crying suddenly stopped, and then everyone heard a crackling sound in their ears.

It's the sound of feet stepping on bones.

But we were all in place and didn't move.

Wen Min had a hint of fear in her eyes and said, "Someone is here."

But, will it really be human beings?
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