Human bone cart
Because the distance was relatively close, Ding Can didn't even feel that he had suffered a serious impact when these broken bones came towards him. The feeling of oppression was gradually increasing.
Several people almost leaned their backs against each other, with the warm body temperature of humans behind them and the cold bones in front of their chests, pressing inward inch by inch.
Due to the special structure of the bones, there are obvious gaps when they are crossed, so there should be air flowing, but it still seems like I can't breathe.
She subconsciously held her breath, and for a moment she felt as if she were almost merging with them.
As the golden bell shrank, the light also disappeared, and the props lost their effectiveness in the face of a more powerful force.
No one even spoke at this time. Apart from the sound of almost breaking bones, nothing else could be heard. The only feeling was that the distance to the other party was getting closer, and the surroundings were becoming darker.
Ding Can saw out of the corner of his eye that Gao Wenwen was still holding Zhai Ting's hand tightly, holding the unconscious her by his side. He gritted his teeth and exerted more strength on the hand closer to them, hoping to be able to help at least a little bit.
The skeleton's wild laughter reappeared, as if someone was whispering in his ear.
There was indeed a human bone cart mixed in among those bones close to the body, which was different from other bones that were in contact with the skin.
Ding Can clearly felt a piece of bone covering his skin. At first, he felt a slight burning and pain, but soon the pain gradually disappeared, as if he had been anesthetized.
But the sense of touch is still there, even though my vision is now obstructed and I can't really see what is actually happening.
She could clearly feel that something was slowly penetrating the surface of her skin and then gnawing at the flesh inside. The sense of adaptation of her body at this moment made her feel particularly terrified, as if she was actually being replaced by something.
My nerves were extremely tense, and suddenly a series of scenes flashed through my mind.
Many people stood at the edge of the deep pit, kneeling in a row on the ground. The rough stones poked their bodies, causing pain in their lower limbs.
The cold tip of the knife was placed across the back of the neck, making it impossible to make any unnecessary movements.
Sad cries were heard from the crowd. In addition to the prisoners in armor, there were also many elderly, weak, women and children, all of whom had obvious despair on their faces.
A long trumpet sounded in the distance, and the long swords in the executioners' hands were raised to a higher position.
Some people closed their eyes tightly during the sound, as if this could help them avoid what was going to happen next. The horn sounded long, but it was not the warning sound given by the military when starting a war.
It represents another meaning that everyone knows.
The moment the sound ended, a sharp knife covered in blood pierced through the back of the heart. After passing through the heart, it stayed in the chest for only a very short time before being pulled out to end the next person's life.
The person who was stabbed fell to the cold, wet ground. In the last few seconds of his life, all that could be seen was blood flowing everywhere.
The skilled bone dissector stepped forward while the corpse was still warm. At this time, although the blood flow in the human body was very weak, it had not yet reached the point of complete coagulation.
The thin blade cuts through the flesh, and its curved body allows it to rotate very freely in human flesh.
After the wrist turned around very quickly, the blade moved along the growth direction of the leg bone, and then it was gently lifted up. The tibia with broken tendons and veins was hooked by the barbs specially set at the end of the blade, and it was detached from the narrow wound.
The person dissecting the bones held the tibia with one hand and with a few swishing strokes, he scraped off the last few pieces of meat still attached to the surface. Then he gently flicked it back and threw it into a bucket of salt water.
The corpses lying on the ground were like products on an assembly line waiting to be processed. With the movement of knives, it wasn't long before the air was filled with the smell of blood.
Countless scenes of being assassinated and watching other people's bodies being dismantled kept appearing before his eyes. Ding Can didn't notice that his breathing became rapid.
She understood that this must be the scene that the leg bones that were slowly attaching to her body had seen in their lifetime.
Once the parasitic process of the leg bones is completed, it means that her self-consciousness will gradually dissipate and become an empty shell.
They couldn't wait any longer. At the critical moment, Ding Can used the osmotic membrane prop, moving from high concentration to low concentration, and used the ground under his feet as an osmotic membrane.
Above the ground, it is so dense that there is no space, but underground, no matter what, it is much better than the situation below.
After the prop took effect, the ground beneath their feet fell empty, and everyone fell another level underground.
But unlike the previous situation of falling from the underground palace, the floor only penetrated them. As for the bones in the upper tomb chamber that were squeezed to the point where there was no space left, they did not fall down.
There is no permanent light here, and no external light source shines in. It is completely dark. No matter how hard your eyes adapt, you can't see clearly what is in front of you.
After a brief period of darkness, Yang Qi found the flashlight he was carrying and turned it on to illuminate the area.
When he was evacuating from Nanhu Village just now, in order to prepare for emergencies, he found the daily necessities that were usually stored in the ancestral hall while packing his luggage, and brought them over only after checking that the batteries were intact.
Gao Wenwen placed the unconscious Zhai Ting against the stone wall with her back against it, and found that their current location was part of the cave.
There are no hills in Nanhu Village. The passage we see now is not so much a cave as it is a tomb passage used for workers to walk and evacuate when they were setting up the tomb.
The tomb passage was not very spacious, only about one meter wide. The five people were already standing next to each other when they came down just now, so they felt even more crowded.
After turning on the flashlight, Yu Fu used the light to see if Ding Can was injured in the dangerous situation just now.
His eyes fell on her forearm, and he first noticed the dark blue color on it. "Are you injured?"
Ding Can lowered his head and the first thing he saw was not the wound, but a knife placed in the middle of his chest under the light and shadow.
Everyone was falling straight down just now, so how could there be a knife, and how could it be stabbed from this angle?
She shook her head, and in the blink of an eye the sharp knife disappeared in front of her. She realized that the illusion just now was still affecting her vision.
No, it can’t be said to be an illusion. It’s just that what happened thousands of years ago is being replayed before my eyes.
As for the injury that Yu Fu mentioned, she only saw it clearly now. She raised her forearm upwards. She still remembered the bone-eroding feeling just now. It was the one that had changed color now.
From the surface, it looked more like a bruise caused by an impact. She first tried to pinch it a few times with her hands, but she couldn't feel anything on her arm.
After trying several times, the result was the same. Ding Can then used his forearm to directly hit the protrusion on the stone wall next to him. He used some force, so he could clearly see something moving under his skin.
When he was about to hit it again, Yu Fu stretched out his palm to block the stone wall: "What are you doing?"
Ding Can actually just wanted to test the situation and didn't intend to harm herself. She withdrew her hand in frustration: "I just wanted to try it. It seems that a few leg bones have already entered my body."
This posture is very strange. Although she can no longer feel certain parts of her body, she can still walk normally like a normal person.
Logically speaking, with the experience of Cheng Jialu as a precedent, the method of leg bone parasitism should be very bloody. At least there should be a few obvious bloody wounds on the body for the leg bones to enter.
But when it comes to myself, it becomes another way of attachment.
"I can't tell at all." Gao Wenwen came closer. The alien movement that had just flashed by due to the collision had long disappeared. Apart from the bruises, the whole arm was no different from before.
Ding Can felt as if a 3D projection appeared in front of her eyes. Images of prisoners of war and slaves being abused in their lifetime kept appearing before her eyes, making it almost impossible for her to distinguish between illusion and reality.
In particular, my brain seems to be stuck and I can't make any money.
"They are invading my consciousness. It won't be long before my body is no longer under my control."
Gao Wenwen became anxious when he heard this: "That won't work. We have to find a way to get rid of the human bone cart quickly."
Yu Fu has followed Yang Qi to observe the current terrain. If it is true as they expected, this is the passage for the workers to leave after the construction of the tomb is completed. They should be able to judge which direction is going deeper into the tomb through some traces.
If we can find something related to the maker of the bone cart and the natural enemy in the eyes of the leg bones, that is, the wizard's belongings, things will be more likely to turn around.
The few of them didn't delay any longer and prepared to continue their action. As they didn't know whether the leg bones would come looking for them again, they decided to leave immediately.
It was cold underground. Gao Wenwen took off his coat and covered Zhai Ting with it before leaving. She was not the target of the leg bone, so it should be relatively safe for her to stay here. As long as she didn't wake up early, she could wait until everything was settled.
Yu Fu, who was lying in the corner of the wall, finally found a few fingerprints covered with fine dust on the stones, which should have been left behind during the evacuation that year.
He identified the direction of the fingerprint lines, then put his hand up to test it, then turned in the opposite direction: "That should be the center of the tomb, let's go."
Ding Can felt dizzy and didn't know when he would be attacked, so he could only walk in the middle of the team.
I was worried that giving them directions would lead them into danger, and I was also worried that I would accidentally hurt someone from behind.
Fortunately, although this tomb complex is well preserved, its area does not seem to be as large as imagined. Or perhaps all the tombs are centered around the earliest underground palace and gradually spread outward.
Although everyone was not walking very fast, they still reached the end of the tomb passage and a small stone door after a few minutes.
The stone gate is narrow, but it is made into a double door. The ferocious beast carved on it is holding a copper ring that is almost half the width of the door. It is really hard to ignore it.
There is no other way out except to walk into this stone door.
Gao Wenwen bent down and tried pushing. Perhaps because the stone was too thick, not even the slightest movement could be seen. He stared at the door knocker, which was mostly covered with patina. "The doorbell is so loud, are you expecting us to knock? Will it really open if we knock?"
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