Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 46: The face in the pit

All the corpses around are a pose, a gesture, even an expression;

The blood is dry, and under the filthy ground, there are piles of earthwork. They are like burial objects of terracotta warriors and horses. They are fixed here by inexplicable force. Farther around are other unearthed terracotta warriors and horses. They are located In the middle, it is inconspicuous, and ordinary people outside can't see the scene here.

If all the fallen listeners in Shaanxi died here, is your luck a little too bad?

Su Bai couldn't help but smile, and brought the fat man to Tong to see the terracotta warriors and horses, but he happened to step on the old man's den. This is really not going to the right of heaven and **** has no way to enter.

The body is twisted and stretched to the greatest extent, but at most it can only emit a little tremor, and it can't move at all, but the skills of the body are constantly flowing out and leading into the earth below.

Blood is just a manifestation of the passing of life. In fact, at this time, all kinds of power in Su Bai's body are constantly disappearing and being extracted.

Perhaps, this kind of process is really comparable to any terrible torture in the world, especially since there are so many dead "predecessors" around you who are demonstrating to you, silently telling you that you will soon Later, they will look like them.

It started to become more and more difficult to breathe, and I also felt depressed in my chest. My whole person, like a sponge, was being squeezed frantically, and all the water in the sponge was flowing out.

All around, there are burial objects that have been silent for more than two years, exuding a vicissitudes of life, but Su Bai does not want to be one of them, and will be placed here forever and unknown.

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

The fat man’s posture is the same as that of Su Bai, just standing like this, motionless, but blood is constantly flowing out of his body. Su Bai can see that the fat man is shaking slightly. It should be the same as before, struggling to struggle. , But can't move after all.

The fat man also found Su Bai. The two of them now only have their eyeballs that can move a little freely, but the vitality in the body is constantly passing by. This feeling is like an alarm clock on top of their heads. , Kept "tick tick", heralding his death.

There is no way to resist, and there is no power to resist. All of this seems to be completely doomed. At this time, even if Su Bai wants to lift the table and fall ill, there is nothing to do. People are suppressing you, controlling you, and not giving you the slightest. Space does not give you the slightest chance, the pressure that comes from all directions is the pressure that brings you close to suffocation.

I don’t know what happened. Su Bai really felt that his brain circuit was a little different from other people. He was very uncomfortable and depressed at first, because a fat man who knew him died slowly with him, and suddenly he felt nothing. So bad.

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

Su Bai also knows that he is almost the same, his body has begun to dry out. This is not a zombie state switch, this is the performance after the vitality in the body is continuously extracted.

Death is getting closer and closer, it is very likely,

Next moment,

is the zero point.

However, at this moment, a trembling sound came from deep underground, as if a sleeping person woke up leisurely, with a touch of anger and dissatisfaction. At this moment, Su Bai suddenly felt his body Light, immediately exhausted the last bit of strength, the whole person jumped back.

"Om...Om...Om...Om..."

There was a constant buzzing sound in his head. When he opened his eyes, Su Bai found himself sitting in front of the exhibition glass cabinet with a sign saying "The exhibit is currently in a traveling foreign exhibition."

He staggered and sat on the ground. Many tourists screamed in exclamation. Then the management staff of the museum rushed over and lifted Su Bai to the infirmary in the museum.

The smell of alcohol disinfectant hit, Su Bai's consciousness has almost fallen into a kind of coma, can only be at the mercy of others, it seems that after a simple treatment, Su Bai was sent to the ambulance , During the bumps along the way, Su Bai completely lost consciousness and fell asleep completely.

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I don't know how long I slept. Su Baiyou woke up leisurely. It was dark outside. He was lying on the hospital bed. The bed next to him was an old acquaintance. The fat man was lying there and was snoring.

The tearing pain keeps coming from the head, and the nausea and dizziness keep coming, making Su Bai's mood irritable.

"Meditation." A calm voice came.

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

Put the lunch box on the small table of the hospital bed, and the monk sighed, "Your blood loss is too serious. Don't be irritable at this time, otherwise there will be deeper problems with your body function, although the poor monk doesn't know who you are. How to recover from the injury and also came to Xi’an, but the poor monk should be sure that you don’t want to continue to be paralyzed on a chair or bed as before, right?"

Su Bai nodded with a wry smile.

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

"What's in there?" Su Bai asked. Obviously, he was able to escape. It should be the monk and Gyatso who happened to be doing something.

The monk shook his head, "The poor monk is not clear. The poor monk found some clues about the existence of Xuanyun Temple in the archives, but the record above is that the Xuanyun Temple was actually built in Lao Yang and the terracotta warriors were found. In the location area, the history of Xuanyun Temple is naturally much shorter than that of the Terracotta Warriors. Therefore, in order to better protect the cultural relics of the Qin Dynasty two thousand years ago, the country demolished Xuanyun Temple. The monks did not ask the country to reset themselves, but disappeared."

"Then how did you rescue us?" Su Bai was a little confused about this. What he felt at that time was a force that completely crushed him, and he didn't even have room to resist. But the monk actually has the ability to rescue himself, which is really amazing.

"We also want to admit that we rescued you so that the two of you owe me a favor, but the problem is, we didn't save you." Gyatso walked in with a bottle of water in his hand. "After finding the clues, Qilu and I went directly to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses History Museum, but when we first entered the door, we had an accident and saw some weird things. In fact, it might take a while for Qilu and I to become You are the same as the fat man, but at that moment, a certain existence deep underground suddenly seemed to wake up, or it seemed that he was full and intends to turn over and continue to sleep, so he did not want to eat at this time, so he gave up We, presumably, also gave up you and the fat man."

"This is your explanation?" Su Bai smiled, "It sounds like a ghost."

"The fat guy woke up in front of you once and told us about some situations. He should be sucked into that place later than you, so he lost less blood than you.

Those arranged corpses, not surprisingly, should be the fallen listeners in Shaanxi. Now it is obvious that there is a terrible guy who hunts the listeners here to supplement his vitality, and also makes them similar The pattern of the terracotta warriors and horses in the tomb of Emperor Yu Shi, this heart is really big enough. "

Actually, what Gyatso means is that if he acts so unscrupulously, why doesn't that existence fear the terrorist broadcast?

"If we really want to rest and refining the vitality we absorbed because he is full, do we have to thank him for not killing him when we see him in the future?" Su Bai teased.

"In theory, this is indeed the case." The monk added.

Su Bai let out a sigh of relief, "This matter is not something we can intervene at all."

"So we are going to leave." The monk opened the lunch box, and it was filled with potato shreds. "The temple is gone, and the previous brothers and elders are probably gone. The poor monk is planning to leave."

Su Bai suddenly thought of his realistic mission, and suddenly felt that it was ironic now. At first, this incident was clearly the monk's insistence to come~IndoMTL.com~ But now the monk is planning to leave, and he didn't plan to come. People who are not able to leave.

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

Gyatso did not say that this was a ward, so he helped Su Bai light a cigarette.

Spit out a puff of smoke, Su Bai said helplessly: "You guys leave first, I have to stay here for a while, I received a realistic task, and it is the kind of realistic task that cannot be ignored and filtered out. One of the tasks is that you must stay in Xi’an for a certain amount of time. Don’t delay, tell the fat guy to get up and leave Shaanxi first."

After Su Bai finished speaking, struggling to get up, he walked easily while wearing a patient gown.

"Why are you going?" Gyatso asked.

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

Went out of the ward, came to the men’s room on this floor, opened a squat cubicle, and closed the door. Before Su Bai squatted down, the phone rang, and when he turned on the phone, Su Bai was a little surprised to find There were more than 30 missed calls, and the call notification was the landline in his detective office.

Something happened at home?

Su Bai answered the call immediately:

"Hello?"

"Meow..." An auspicious voice came from the other end of the phone, as if acting like a baby,

Since Jixiang followed himself, Su Bai has never seen Jixiang make such a coquettish voice like a pet cat.

"You have a dead cat in your head." Su Bai scolded.

"Meow...meow..." Jixiang continued to yell softly,

Slowly, Su Bai couldn’t help swallowing, a thought suddenly rose up in his mind, and then, he looked down subconsciously,

In the squat,

There is a human face,

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