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He was also full of tears, and then stood up and knelt down in the direction of the thin monkey man with difficulty.
"Brother Xiaojun, I'm the one who's sorry for you! I thought you'd be able to make money in this business, but I didn't expect that we would all be sold out..."
"In this life! I'm the one who's sorry for you! But in the next life! I'll make you a better life..."
The more you talk, the more sad the atmosphere becomes.
The bearded bearded man who had a bad temper before was already like a daylily with shriveled roots.
Sitting in the corner, he looked haggard like an old man who couldn't take his last breath.
And the person who was beaten by him still didn't look very good-looking.
But the energy is not bad, sitting on the ground, picked up a piece of wooden stick to paint and draw on the ground.
Someone asked, "What are you doing?"
Cun Tou replied, "There's no wood here. I'll draw a monument on the ground. After we die, we can be regarded as people with graves!"
There are a lot of flaws in this word.
But the swear words came to his lips, but he felt that this behavior was very reasonable.
Lao Ba even wiped away his tears, and dragged his brother Xiaojun to paint the tombstone together.
"When I told my mother about this before, I said that I would definitely get her a tombstone that is more powerful than Song Laocai's ancestral grave..."
"Unexpectedly, now I can only draw one for her on the ground..."
Brother Xiaojun looked at the crooked outline of the tombstone and said with a sad expression.
The old eight on the side could only smile honestly.
"It's nothing, let's draw first. There must be a stone lion guarding the little ghost here, a phoenix attracting wealth on the right, and a small cloud pattern here..."
His simple and honest voice echoed in the tomb.
Brother Xiaojun couldn't help laughing and cursing: "How can the phoenix be engraved on the tombstone, besides, it's not a fortune call!"
"There are more! You are obviously a mountain sparrow, how can you be a phoenix!"
Chapter 422 Only one person left
But laughing and laughing, people suddenly cry.
The atmosphere that had finally relaxed became anxious again at this moment.
Depressed and occluded like a huge steamer.
It seems that the person trapped inside will be driven crazy.
None of them thought that a big man like himself would cry loudly because he was trapped.
I never thought that I would end up in such a tragic situation.
Brother Xiaojun wrote all the names crookedly on the entire tombstone.
He looked back at the machete whose blade was curled out of shape.
Heartbroken, he rushed over, picked up the knife and stabbed it at his neck!
Swah——
The eyes of the rest of the people came together in an instant.
Their faces were first stunned, then terrified.
They scrambled forward, trying to reassure the man that he would not be so quick to kill himself.
But it was too late.
Seeing that the blade was wiped horizontally.
puff-
Blood splattered unobtrusively.
They could only watch helplessly as the man lay on the ground, his body thrashing about weakly.
The light in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Blood soaked a small area into a terrifying black red.
It was as if some life-seeking ghosts were about to creep out from the ground and kill them all.
The rest of the people felt that their throats seemed to be pinched by a big hideous hand.
The big hands slowly contracted, making their eyeballs protrude gradually, and their mouths opened wide in an attempt to gain the right to breathe.
Can be helpless.
The more they struggled, the terrifying suffocation became more and more serious!
Just when he was about to completely lose control of the air.
There was a loud bang that seemed to tear the ground apart.
boom!
clang-
It seemed that the strange noises were completely condensed at this time.
The noise continued from above, accompanied by terrifying vibrations.
But they are still being contained to death.
Even if there is a terrifying shock under the feet, the brain is terrified.
But he still couldn't control his body to move an inch.
click-
A crack as thick as an arm was opened on the roof of the cave above, and muck and dust poured down densely.
The entire tomb suddenly became a demolition site.
But the moment the muck fell, the people inside finally breathed a sigh of relief.
whirring—
whirring—
They looked at each other's liver-colored faces, panting for the rest of their lives.
And the old eight looked at the brother Xiaojun who was lying on the ground with most of his body covered in muck, and there was no room for him to return it.
He wept bitterly.
The sound spread out from the crack one after another.
The cracks that had just been torn apart fell out a lot of dust and fragments amidst the layers of echo vibrations.
Inch finally couldn't stand it anymore.
With a curse, he rushed forward and slapped Lao Ba.
"What's the use of crying? Why is this the case now! You cry again!"
"Cry a few more times, the earthquake above is more serious, it will only make us die faster here!"
Cun Tou cursed angrily.
The voice was not lowered.
The bearded stubble behind him came up and gave him a slap one by one.
Didn't say much.
The entire tomb was quiet, and the dust filled and settled.
The entire tomb became clear again.
The remaining few people looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all stood under the crack in unison.
It seemed that they finally understood that the sudden appearance of the crack saved them from the dying situation just now.
The bearded stubble frowned and looked up, it was so dark that there was no light at all.
not the ground...
Knowing this, the last hope was also shattered.
"I don't even know how long we have been going down, why can't we find the way back?!"
The more I think, the more desperate.
Since they entered here and encountered Hong Jie, they escaped and got separated.
There was originally a team of 12 people, but now there are only a few people left here, not to mention that one has died now.
"This place really wants to kill us? But why are there so many earthquakes?!"
"I remember that before I came here, I heard people say that it is very peaceful here, and nothing has happened except for the flood. Is it the flood season now?!"
Uncomprehendingly speaking, the rest of the people were even more confused.
It stands to reason that the rainy season here will have to wait at least half a month!
The point is that if it is a flood, then no matter how you say it, it can't be so dry!
How much time do you have to come down in the water?
All that permeates the senses is the infinite dryness, which is even more disturbing.
Even if there are cracks.
No matter how hard they toss, they can only make a few scratches in this tomb.
It has become less indestructible now.
But there is no food and water, and in the end, they will only usher in death.
Lie back on the ground in despair.
Several people stared numbly at the darkness brought about by the crack above, and they didn't even have the energy to cry.
That's it, I don't know how long it took.
Someone suddenly heard footsteps.
Cun Tou pawed at the people around him speechlessly, "Stop talking...wait for death... how could there be someone, even if there is a ghost."
He said, raising his head.
It was originally an action without hope, but I never thought that the door opened.
It's still the same tomb passage when they came!
But at the door stood two extremely beautiful celestial beings.
He straightened up in bewilderment.
"Hey?! A fairy came to save us!"
The others were left speechless by these words.
"That may be black and white impermanence, who came to claim his life..."
But while speaking, the rest of the people also straightened up.
Looking at the two standing in front of the tomb door, they rubbed their eyes in surprise.
"This?! Is this true?!"
"The immortal actually opened this broken door?!"
They hurriedly stood up and rushed towards the door.
I was afraid that if I slowed down for a while, I would be trapped in it again.
But the moment he passed the door, Cuntou felt a bad premonition.
He subconsciously glanced at the fairy.
Seeing this, he was completely dumbfounded.