Chapter 492: Fifty-eight people, no one survived



It was September and there was very little rain, so the sudden downpour made everyone feel uneasy.

But the inner desire is indeed real, which makes everyone ignore many details.

Braving the rain, everyone continued walking into the deep mountains and forests.

It is said that rain can erase all traces.

The road they came from, and the road signs they left behind were all washed away by the rain.

However, this was just the beginning. From the rain to the many hardships they encountered later, nothing could stop this group of people from going to the tomb.

It was not until more than a month later that the group finally stood at the entrance of the tomb.

And the place where they are located is completely uninhabited area of ​​​​Hanling Eighteen Bends.

There is no signal in places that cannot be scanned by satellites. Even on the detailed map of the Eighteen Bends of Hanling, this area is marked with a red highlight symbol, which means it has not been explored, is unknown, and is dangerous.

"So you really went in?"

At this point, Wu Qiao couldn't help but ask a question.

"Well, we've come all the way here, finally reaching the end. Do you think we'll go in and take a look?"

But when he said this, Chen Jingtong closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing the grief, anger, pain, and fear in his heart.

Seeing that her elder sister-in-law looked unhappy, Wu Qiao hurriedly grabbed her hand and said, "Sister, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it."

"No, I want to tell you, Qiao Qiao, ever since I came out of Hanling Eighteen Bends, I found that my memory has been getting worse and worse. I can't remember some people and some things. I want to tell you everything.

Jingang always says you have a good memory, please remember this for me."

Wu Qiao nodded vigorously.

Then Chen Jingtong began to recall again.

In all these years of archaeological research, Chen Jingtong has never encountered such a tomb.

There was a sense of weirdness at the entrance, but the excitement had dispelled it.

Everyone pushed aside the vines and branches blocking the entrance and stepped in.

They thought they were stepping into a tomb.

But later I realized that this was actually hell.

There was a very narrow passage at the entrance of the tomb. After everyone walked through the passage, they found that it was a dead end.

Chen Jingtong and several other old professors had been to tombs many times and had seen this kind of situation many times, so they soon found a way to escape.

Chen Jingtong spoke intermittently and didn't even eat lunch.

Wu Qiao listened carefully, and when he heard something thrilling, he became nervous and scared.

Halfway through the story, Chen Jingtong suddenly grabbed Wu Qiao's hand, his forehead covered with sweat, as if he had remembered something terrible.

Wu Qiao's soft and soothing voice comforted him.

"Sister, let's take a break and eat something. You're not in a good condition right now."

But Chen Jingtong shook his head and leaned weakly against the wall.

"Qiao Qiao, I feel sad about my decision. It was me who killed those people."

As he spoke, tears couldn't stop flowing.

There were three teams with a total of fifty-eight people, and she was the only one alive. All the others died, and their bodies were mutilated.

The lives of fifty-seven people all depended on Chen Jingtong alone. No one could endure the situation without being able to eat or sleep.

Wu Qiao crawled to Chen Jingtong's side with a distressed look on his face and put his arms around her shoulders.

"Sister, you should know that even if you decided to return at that time, there would be no way back. They actually knew this.

This has been the result since I entered this tomb."

So in the previous life, even Chen Jingtong died.

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