Mantra

Chapter 275 Deep Panic
The results brought back by the search team disappointed everyone, they didn't find anything worth talking about.

After that, the other two search teams came back one after another, and they gave the same disappointing answer.

With no way out, everyone is trapped.

Despair once again enveloped the team.

When the last soldier returned, the breath of failure infected everyone. Everyone was anxious, and they started pointless disputes with each other.

After hearing the desperate news, the expedition members who came back first scolded the latter for not looking for it with all their heart, while those who came back later accused the first batch of soldiers of muddling along, otherwise how could they come back so soon.

During the quarrel among the soldiers, the atmosphere in the communication room became unsettled. The soldiers were shrouded in inexplicable sadness. Everyone sighed, wailed endlessly, hit their heads against the wall, or joined in the abuse.

While the figures were shaking, Yang Kumei watched everyone's gradually distorted, deformed, and flushed faces, feeling surprised and amazed.

In just an instant, her comrades-in-arms became so anxious. The soldiers who used to help each other and were confident and united were scolded together in order to shirk their responsibilities.

It was as if they were being controlled by something.

Surprised, Yang Kumei did not join the ridiculous dispute, maybe because she was timid, or maybe because she was a girl, Yang Kumei curled up by the iron chair in the communication room alone, curled up, looked at those Zhang completely distorted angry, out of control face.

Yang Kumei didn't tire of the quarrel, she simply covered her head and lowered her head, not listening to their shoving and noise.

But when Yang Kumei lowered her head, she suddenly saw a puddle of water on the ground.

The puddle of water was originally unremarkable. It may have been spilled on the ground by someone during the quarrel, or it may have accidentally dropped out when someone was drinking water.

The pool of water reflected people's angry and out-of-control expressions, and also reflected a face that Yang Kumei had never seen before.

In the reflection on the water, Yang Kumei saw a woman in a blue robe and Miaoyin. She stood behind the crowd with her hands hanging down and her feet dangling in the air, watching everyone pushing and shoving motionlessly.

Even though the surface of the water was rippled by people's walking, Yang Kumei still saw the woman's appearance and saw the woman's face clearly.

In the reflection, the woman's face was no different from that of dehydrated beef. She had bright red eyes, dark brown bark-like skin, and a cracked and bleeding lip that was still smiling quietly.

Seeing that woman for the first time, Yang Kumei trembled involuntarily.

For so many years, Yang Kumei has been receiving a materialist education. She does not believe in ghosts or evil, but this does not reduce the confusion and fear in Yang Kumei's heart. On the contrary, as everyone's quarrel intensifies and the woman in blue drops The bloody smile, a kind of coldness, helplessness, and bewilderment that had never happened before invaded her whole body in an instant.

Yang Kumei's body was out of control. She tried her best to restrain her emotions, but she couldn't let herself get away from the almost numb feeling.

She wanted to escape, but it would only be more dangerous to go to a place where no one was around. She wanted to raise her head, but she didn't have the courage to face the "female ghost" in the water.

Just when Yang Kumei was about to be driven mad by her own fear, a hand suddenly covered her eyes, and before Yang Kumei was about to shout out, the owner of that hand leaned against Yang Kumei's ear, and suddenly said, "Don't scream!" You help me, everyone still has a chance, otherwise, we will all be tortured to death by that thing."

That voice was from Xian Yundu.

The sudden appearance of Xian Yundu was close to Yang Kumei, which made her feel that the old pedant was tired of speaking and smelled of grass, but the pungent smell and dry voice made Yang Kumei calm down quickly.

Yang Kumei, who barely recovered from the vision of the reflection, was forced to nod, and then Xian Yundu took away her palm.

In the confusion, Yang Kumei opened her eyes again, only to find that the black-skinned female ghost had disappeared in the water waves, only the fighters who were pushing and beating more and more fiercely remained.

Xian Yundu put his head next to Yang Kumei's ear, and continued: "Do you know where the weapon is buried?"

Yang Kumei nodded desperately.

"Very good!" Xian Yundu pointed out: "Go and get me the pistol, or everyone will die."

"Who was the female ghost just now?" Yang Kumei asked with lingering fear.

"Keep your voice down!" Xian Yundu looked at the chaotic crowd and lowered his voice as much as possible: "Someone among us is possessed by that thing."

After finishing speaking, Xian Yundu did not continue to ask Yang Kumei any more questions. He patted Yang Kumei on the shoulder and said "Go quickly", then stood up and joined the persuasion team. He tried his best to persuade the crowd, as if he was delaying the total collapse of the scene.

After all, Yang Kumei is a soldier. Although she is afraid, once she has a solution, she will implement it immediately, and she can only implement it.

So, amidst the quarrels among the crowd, she quietly took an engineering shovel, slipped alone into the landslide tunnel where the weapons were buried, and then started digging.

But even during the whole excavation process, Yang Kumei didn't feel well. Whenever she lowered her head to dig, she could always hear the wailing of someone behind her and the shrill laughter of a woman. The most terrible thing was that she began to hear the gray The sound of silverware colliding gradually came from the tunnel. The sound jumped and jumped, gradually approaching the place where Yang Kumei dug the weapon, as if the woman in blue silver was jumping here!
Sometimes, fear is indeed the greatest motivation for people, but facing an irresistible and unknown enemy, Yang Kumei really has no choice. She can only dig the ground with an engineering shovel at a desperate speed. He took out his pistol in no time, and because of improper force, he even snapped off two of his fingernails.

After a few efforts, Yang Kumei endured the pain, and finally reached the pistol that took four lives with her fingernails off, and then held it tightly in her hand, pointing the muzzle at the back of the tunnel, aiming at the sound of silver jumping that was approaching .

Soon, a black figure emerged from the deep hole, but that person was not the female ghost in Yang Kumei's imagination.

That person is Xian Yundu.

At this time, Xian Yundu was in a very bad state. He covered his forehead with his hands, and his cheeks were bleeding. It was obvious that he had been severely injured in the conflict just now.

Just when Xian Yundu appeared, the silver bell-like ringing stopped abruptly, replaced by the frightening sounds of equipment collisions and fighting from the communication room on the other side of the tunnel.

After Xian Yundu saw Yang Kumei, he asked directly, "Where's the gun?"

Yang Kumei nodded dully, then handed the gun to Xian Yundu.

Afterwards, Xian Yundu took the gun and walked straight to the communication room.

Without looking back, he said to Yang Kumei: "Stay by my side for a while, no matter what you see, don't be afraid!"

(End of this chapter)