Chapter 313： Face in the pit

Around, a corpse is a posture, a gesture, or even an expression;

The blood is dry and the soil under the dirty ground is a pile of earthwork. They are like a terracotta burial funeral. They are fixed here by inexplicable forces. Further away, they are other unearthed terracotta warriors. They are located in the middle. Unremarkable, ordinary people outside can't see the scene here.

If the fallen audience in Shaanxi died here, isn't it a bit of luck?

Su Bai couldn't help but smile, and took the fat man to look at the terracotta warriors and horses. The result was just stepping on the old man's nest. It was really a paradise on the right, and there was no threshold for hell.

The body, the maximum degree of twisting and stretching, but at most can only emit a little tremor, can not move at all, but the body's skills continue to flow out, into the earth below.

Blood is just a form of expression of the passing of life. In fact, at this time, all kinds of power in Su Bai are continually disappearing and extracting.

Perhaps this process is really comparable to any horrible torture in the world. In particular, there are so many "predecessors" who are dead around you who are demonstrating to you, silently telling you that you will soon be Will look like them.

Breathing, it began to become more and more difficult, and the chest felt a repression. The whole person, like a sponge, was being squeezed frantically, and all the water in the sponge was flowing out.

Around, it was a funerary that had been quiet for more than two years, exuding the vicissitudes of life. However, Su Bai did not want to be one of them, and was permanently placed here without being known.

However, Su Bai is not destined to be lonely, because soon, in the slightly empty position on the left side of Su Bai, there is a person, that person, is a fat man.

The fat man’s posture is the same as that of Su Bai. It is like standing and not moving, but there is blood flowing from the body. Su Bai can see that the fat man is shaking slightly. It should be as hard as he was before, but after all, Can't move.

The fat man also found Su Bai, two people now, it seems that only the eyeballs can be rotated a little bit more freely, but the body is constantly moving, this feeling, as if there is an alarm clock placed on top of his head, keep on The ground ticks, indicating her death.

There is no way to resist, and there is no way to resist. All of this seems to be completely doomed. Su Bai can’t help but smash the table at this time. People are suppressing you, controlling you, not giving you the slightest space. Giving you the slightest chance, coming in all directions, is the pressure to get you close to suffocation.

I don't know how, Su Bai really feels that his brain circuit is different from other people. It is difficult to feel very depressed, because the person who knows the fat body slowly hangs with himself, and suddenly feels not so bad. It is.

Time is slowly passing away, fat man, oh no, the fat man has become thinner, the whole person has been reduced a lot, and the skin of his body has also been pulled down, like a hapy dog.

Su Bai also knows that he is almost the same, and the body has begun to dry up. This is not a switch of zombie status, which is the performance of the body after the continuous extraction.

Death is getting closer and closer, very likely,

next moment,

It is zero.

However, at this moment, a tremolo came from the bottom of the earth, as if a sleeping person was waking up, with a touch of anger and dissatisfaction, at this time, Su Bai suddenly felt his body light, immediately Exhausted the last bit of effort, the whole person looked backwards.

"Hey...oh...hey...hey..."

In the head, there was a constant humming sound. When opening his eyes, Su Bai found himself sitting in front of the exhibition glass cabinet with a sign that the exhibit was in a foreign tour exhibition.

The body was awkward, sitting on the ground, and many tourists around it exclaimed, and soon the museum's managers rushed over and sent Su Bai to the infirmary in the museum.

The smell of alcohol disinfection water came, Su Bai’s consciousness has almost fallen into a coma, and can only be left to other people. It seems that after a simple treatment, Su Bai was sent to an ambulance, bumping all the way. In the middle, Su Bai completely lost consciousness and completely slept in the past.

............

I don't know how long I slept, Su Bai woke up, outside, it was night, I was lying on the bed, the bed next door was an old acquaintance, the fat man lying there still not awake, was snoring.

There was a tearing pain in the head, and the feeling of nausea and dizziness continued to hit, so that Su Bai’s emotions could not help but irritate.

"Meditation." A calm voice came.

Su Bai slightly turned his head and saw the door of the ward. The monk was walking slowly with a lunch box.

Putting the lunch box on the small table, the monk sighed. "You are too mad at the loss of blood. At this time, don't be annoyed, otherwise the body function will have deeper problems. Although the poor is not clear how you recovered. The injury also came to Xi'an, but the poor should be able to determine if you don't want to continue to kneel on the chair or bed as before, right?"

Su Bai smiled and nodded.

The monk shook the bed up and put two pillows behind Su Bai.

"Where is it?" Su Bai asked, apparently, he was able to get out of it. It should be that the monk and Gyatso just arrived and did what they did.

The monk shook his head. "The barren is unclear. The barren found some clues about the Xuanyun Temple in the archives, but the above record is that the Xuanyun Temple was built in the location where the old yang found the terracotta warriors and horses. The history of Xuanyun Temple is much shorter than that of the Terracotta Warriors. Therefore, the state removed the Xuanyun Temple in order to better protect the Qin Dynasty artifacts more than two thousand years ago. At that time, the host was with a bunch of monks. I didn’t ask the country to resettle myself, but I didn’t know where to go.”

"So how did you save us?" Su Bai had some doubts about this. What he felt at that time was a kind of force that completely crushed himself. He had no room for rebellion, but the monk actually It is really amazing to have the ability to save yourself.

"We also want to admit that we saved you out so that you both owe me a favor, but the problem is, we are not saving you." Gyatso came in with a bottle of boiling water. "I and After finding the clues, the Seven Laws came directly to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses History Museum, but when we first entered the door, we encountered an accident and saw something weird. In fact, maybe a little while, I and the Seven Laws will become you and the fat man. It was the same, but at that time, some existence in the depths of the ground suddenly seemed to wake up, or it seemed to be full and intended to turn over and continue to sleep, so he did not want to eat at this time, gave up on us, estimated In the same way, you and the fat man are given up."

"This is your explanation?" Su Bai smiled. "It sounds really no different from ghosts."

"The fat man woke up in front of you and told us something. He should be inhaled somewhere later than you, so the loss of blood is less than you.

Those arranged corpses, no accidents, should be the local fallen audience in Shaanxi. It is now obvious that there is a terrible guy who is here to hunt the audience to supplement their vitality, and they have also made them resemble the tomb of the first emperor. The pattern of terracotta warriors and horses is really big enough. ”

In fact, Gyatso means that such an unscrupulous act, how can the existence not fear the terrorist broadcast?

"If we really want to rest because we are full of food, we want to take a break and think about the vitality that we absorbed before refining. Do we have to thank him for not killing him in the future?" Su Bai said.

"In theory, it is indeed like this." The monk added.

Su Bai Chang Shu breathed a sigh of relief. "This is not something we can intervene at all."

"So we are ready to leave." The monk opened the lunch box, which was filled with potatoes and rice. "The temple is gone. The former brothers and sisters of the elders are estimated to have dissipated. The barren is going to leave."

Su Bai suddenly thought of his own realistic tasks. Suddenly he felt that it was ironic now. This incident was clearly a monk who insisted on coming. As a result, the monks are now planning to leave, and they who are not going to come will not be able to go.

"Is there still a cigarette in my pocket, give me one," Su Bai said.

Gyatso did not say that this is the case of the ward, and helped Su Bai to order a cigarette.

Spit a cigarette ring, Su Bai has some helplessness: "You must leave first, I have to mix here for a while, I received a realistic task, and it is a kind of realistic task that seems to be incapable of neglecting and filtering out. It is necessary to stay in Xi'an for a certain period of time. Don't delay, call the fat man and leave Shaanxi first."

Su Bai finished, struggling to get up, wearing a patient suit, he walked is still easy.

"Why are you going?" asked Gyatso.

"Go to the toilet." Su Bai reached out and took his cell phone from the closet.

Out of the ward, I went to the men's room on this floor, opened a crater compartment, closed the door, Su Bai did not kneel down, the phone rang, and opened the phone, Su Bai accidentally found that there were three More than a dozen missed calls, and the call alert is the landline in the detective office.

What happened at home?

Su Bai immediately connected the phone:

"Hey?"

"Oh..." There was an auspicious voice on the phone, like a spoiler.

Since the auspiciousness followed himself, Su Bai has never seen auspicious sounds that are really as spoiled as pet cats.

"Your brain is in the water and the dead cat." Su Bai snorted.

"Hey...hey..." Auspiciously continued to scream very docilely.

Slowly, Su Baiqing couldn't help but swallow, a thought, suddenly rising in his mind, and then he looked down subconsciously.

In the pit,

Have a face,

A **** face of a lost human skin is staring at himself indifferently.