dragon hunter

Chapter 23
The rustling sound of silkworms eating mulberry leaves echoed in the dark cellar.

Shan Kejia stood against the wall, his arms fluttered up and down, and layers of fine soil fell like raindrops.

Fortunately, those two Tu Fuzi gave pointers, otherwise we laymen would not even know how to remove the wooden boards on the top.

"Ah!" The gold-rimmed glasses exclaimed, causing everyone to stare at each other angrily.

"I'm sorry, a bug bit me just now." The gold-rimmed glasses also knew that they had made a mistake, and apologized in a low voice.

Shan Kejia stopped digging, and listened for a while, the snoring sound from the top, one after another, very rhythmic.

The rustling sound of digging sounded again in the cellar.

The tomb robbers who dared to run the Shan Gang still have some real skills, at least in terms of digging holes, we laymen are far behind.

"There's something in the soil." Shan Kejia scratched his head. Something fell on his head just now and hit him.

"It's nothing, it's a broken bone." Shan Keyi squatted below to assist, picking up the things that fell beside him.

"Bring it to me to see." I always feel a little uneasy in my heart, but I can't explain the reason.

The light in the cellar was too dark, and there was only a glimmer of light at the air vent on the top.

With that glimmer of light, I could see clearly what was in my hand. It was a broken bone with a distorted dark red rune drawn on it.

"What's so interesting about a broken bone." Fatty Wang came over.

I frowned, and always felt that this broken bone was a bit abnormal, and there was a looming evil aura on it, which was somewhat similar to the kid I met before.

"Why are there so many broken bones in the soil?" Shan Kejia stopped moving, as things fell on his head one after another just now.

"Who cares, there are still few bones we've seen? Hurry up and dig." Shan Ke B didn't care, and urged in a hurried tone.

I walked over silently and picked up the broken bones that fell to the side.

Facing the glimmer of light on the top, he studied the broken bones one by one. On each broken bone, a distorted dark red rune was drawn.

"Do you think that putting these scattered bones together looks a bit like a baby's skeleton?" Fatty Wang's tone trembled.

Mountain guest B finally stopped being indifferent, and the cat rushed over, squinting his eyes and looking at the broken bones on the ground.

"It's just the baby's bones, but it's nothing. Hurry up and dig it out, it's important to run away." Shan Keyi's tone was indifferent.

"It's...too cruel..." Fatty Wang's face turned pale.

My hand trembled, and a broken bone fell to the ground, and the chill that penetrated the depths of the bone marrow rose from my back.

I thought of a taboo secret technique recorded in the Broken Physiognomy, which is very cruel and vicious.

"Five sons bury their mother, this is a taboo secret technique for raising corpses." My voice trembled a little.

"Raising corpses? Can you explain more clearly?" Shan Keyi could no longer be indifferent. He was engaged in tomb robbery, so he had naturally seen some incredible things.

"If I'm not mistaken, there should be a coffin buried under our feet." With a trace of fear on my face, I pointed out, "There are five baby bones buried above the head."

"What should I do, will I cheat the corpse?" Shan Keyi trembled a little. In his job, such things are the most taboo.

"The gold-rimmed glasses are gone, they were still lying there just now." Fatty Wang said suddenly, his voice full of fear.

I glanced around and found that there was indeed one person missing in the cellar, and the gold-rimmed glasses were gone.

"There are some evil sects here, come here to help, dig them out quickly." Shan Kejia lowered his voice and greeted.

In the sealed cellar, a living person was missing for no reason, and everyone felt a little heavy.

"Did you hear any sound?" Shan Ke B's tone was a little nervous.

A "creaking" sound came from under our feet, as if something was biting and chewing.

"You...you just said that there is a coffin buried underneath?" Shan Keyi's voice trembled. Even if he often danced with corpses, he still couldn't bear such a weird thing.

"The thing buried below, won't eat the gold-rimmed glasses?" Fatty Wang took out the amulet hanging around his neck and prayed in a low voice.

"Damn it, I've met a zongzi. If you want to survive, dig it quickly." Shan Kejia flew up with his arms, and layers of soil fell quickly.

The chewing sound in the soil under his feet, in the sealed cellar, sounds particularly terrifying and penetrating.

Under the stimulation of death, we didn't care about being particular and used our hands to help dig the soil.

"How about we trick the guys above into opening the cellar?" Fatty Wang said tremblingly, pawing at the dirt a few times.

"Stop for a moment, there seems to be no more snoring up there." I listened carefully, and felt that the top of my head was quiet, and that Ma San'er seemed to have disappeared.

Several people in the cellar stopped digging, and all listened carefully to the movement above.

"I seem to hear a child's laughter, how about you?" Fatty Wang's mouth was trembling, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"What I heard was crying..." Shan Keyi's voice trembled.

"Stop digging, go and see if you can break the cover." Shan Kejia ran to the other side of the cellar.

My face was a little pale, and I tried my best to recall the incomplete record of the scriptures, but the scriptures were so incomplete, it only briefly introduced the five sons burying their mothers, this taboo technique of raising corpses, but the key part behind it was lost.

Shan Kejia ran over and banged on the top cover, but the wooden board was made of good material, and it was wrapped with a layer of iron sheet, which was locked with iron chains, so it didn't move at all.

Fatty Wang and Shan Keyi helped out together. The three of them kicked and smashed continuously. After tossing for a long time, it still didn't work.

"It's over! Fatty is going to die here today." Fatty Wang was disheartened and sat down on the ground.

Shanke A and Shanke B, after all, had dealt with corpses all the year round, and their inner qualities were much stronger. They ran back without saying a word, digging the soil on top desperately.

"Fatty, look at the corner over there, is there someone squatting?" My arm was trembling, and I pointed to the corner.

"Mother, aren't those gold-rimmed glasses?" Fatty Wang shuddered. He was very close to the corner of the wall and could see better than me.

The figure turned its back to us, squatting motionless in the corner with its arms around its knees and its head deeply buried.

"Come here quickly, he's already dead." Shan Kejia shuddered, he was confident that he could still tell the difference between the living and the dead.

Fatty Wang jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and ran to me.

The gold-rimmed glasses squatting in the corner moved, shrugged his shoulders, and made a "creaking" sound, as if chewing something.

I looked at the figure in the corner with horror, and a trace of anxiety flashed in my eyes. The secret map of the hidden dragon tattoo has been silent since I killed that little devil, and I actually lost the chain at a critical moment.

"Quick... Hurry up and find a way, or we will all die here." Fatty Wang urged me trembling.

"I'm a little physicist with half a bucket of water. Without external aids, I'm just an ordinary person. I have knowledge but no skills." I looked frustrated.

"His sister, the mobile phone was also confiscated by those guys." Fatty Wang held the amulet in his hand, begging God Tathagata Sanqing one by one.

"Don't grind your teeth, let's dig together." Shan Kejia's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his hands kept moving.

The few people were all huddled together like field mice. They didn't care about the mud splashing on their bodies, they just wanted to dig a hole quickly and climb out to escape for their lives.

"Fatty, you have the most flesh. Squat down. I'll stand on your shoulders, and my arms can't reach it." Shan Kejia's tone was a little hasty.

Fatty Wang muttered, in a critical moment, it is important for everyone to work together to escape, and he squatted down reluctantly.

I held a thin piece of wood in my hand, and Shanke B, together with the second mountain guest, enlarged the diameter of the hole. The piece of wood did not work well, and ten fingers had already been ground and bled.

The gold-rimmed glasses have been squatting in the corner with their backs behind their backs, and the piercing chewing sound constantly provokes our nerves.

"Ah! It hurts me to death!" Fatty Wang didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he screamed out of nowhere, knocked over the mountain guest armor on his shoulders, and rolled around on the ground.

"Fatty, are you looking for death?" Shan Kejia fell, and his forehead hit the fragment of the shovel in his hand, bleeding all over his face.

Shan Ke B rushed over and kicked Fatty Wang several times, "What the hell, what kind of moth, do you want to live?"

"There is something lying on his head." I yelled out.

"Don't be scary, what's there?" Shan Kejia covered his forehead with a panicked voice.

There is indeed something lying on Fatty Wang's head, but only I can see it. Just now Shan Ke Yi said that he didn't see it either.

The thing was about the size of a baby, and its whole body was as red as blood. It was squeezing into Fatty Wang's body, and half of his body had already melted into it.

"Blood baby!" I recalled the introduction on the Broken Physiognomy, and exclaimed, "No, quickly help hold that fat man."

Hearing my exclamation, the blood baby suddenly raised his head and smiled strangely at me.

I shuddered Lingling, remembering that according to the scriptures, blood babies, this evil femininity, once penetrated into the body of a living person, can turn into a blood corpse, invulnerable and infinitely powerful.

"Don't stand still, if it's too late, we'll be dead." I suppressed the fear in my heart and ran towards Fatty Wang.

Shan Kejia got up, hesitating a little, he couldn't see the blood baby, he looked half-believing, and finally ran over to help.

Shan Ke B ran over, held Fatty Wang's other arm, and urged him a little irritably, "Hurry up, this fat man is very strong, if it's really impossible, knock him out first."

I bit my finger with my teeth, ignoring the pain, and pointed at Fatty Wang's brow.

According to the scriptures, the yang energy in the boy's blood is the strongest, which can restrain the evil. Although I am in my twenties, I am a single dog who has never held a girl's hand.

The method just now seems simple, but the effect is immediate.

The blood baby had already merged into half of the body, but was squeezed out little by little. Fatty Wang's struggling movements also slowed down a lot.

The blood baby's face was full of resentment, and it let out a shrill scream, as if calling for something.

The gold-rimmed glasses who had been squatting in the corner heard the scream of the blood baby, stood up slowly, and approached us step by step.

(End of this chapter)