Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 231: Arms and Legs
"Now everything fits." Sun Hang snapped his fingers out of habit, but at the moment the snap occurred, the eternal lamp suddenly went out.

Everyone instantly entered a state of high alert.

"What happened?" Yang Qi looked at Sun Hang, "Did you do it?"

"It has nothing to do with me. It extinguished itself." Sun Hang said, "Could this be the legendary... 'Ghost Blowing Out the Light'?"

"The memetic fluctuations of the Eternal Light have disappeared..." Ye Xuan, who had been staring at the monitoring equipment, whispered, "Did it 'commit suicide'?"

"Could he have been scared to death by your snapping fingers?" Wang Xiyi stared at Sun Hang's fingers with a complicated expression.

The eternal lamp went out after Sun Hang snapped his fingers. Combined with Sun Hang's outrageous abilities, it is hard not to connect the two together.

"Then I'll snap another one?" After saying that, Sun Hang snapped his fingers again.

The crisp sound echoed in the tunnel, but other than that, nothing happened.

Everyone looked at each other, obviously unsure of what to do next.

"I'll go and take a look." Sun Hang said, and quickly walked to the eternal lamp and stretched out his hand.

He was not sure whether the extinguishing of the eternal lamp had anything to do with him... But he really just snapped his fingers just now. As for the three monkeys, that was even more impossible - every time the three monkeys appeared, even if they were hiding in a very secret corner, Sun Hang could sense their presence. It was as if they were announcing their arrival, and they would always show some concrete forms in the scene, whether statues or patterns... But since Sun Hang's attention was not attracted this time, it meant that the three monkeys were most likely not involved in the matter.

As if to facilitate the addition of lamp oil, the eternal lamp was not very high from the ground, only two meters. Sun Hang easily reached the lamp holder, and then with a light pull, he pulled the entire lamp out of the rock wall.

Only then did Sun Hang discover that the lower limbs of the figurine embedded in the rock wall were not human feet, but had transformed into "tentacles" similar to octopus tentacles.

There was no oil in the oil pan of the eternal lamp. Only a layer of condensed stains and a small piece of remaining wick. There was no trace of blackening left where the flame had just jumped.

Sun Hang took the eternal lamp in his hand and looked at it for a while. Apart from the strange shape of the infected figurine serving as the lamp base, there was nothing special about the whole lamp. The material was just ordinary copper-tin alloy, and the workmanship was quite rough. In many places, one could even find mold lines that had not been polished off.

If the figurine was replaced with a normal person, this thing would at best be a low-quality imitation that is not worthy of being sold in the antique market. Apart from the solid material and the weight, there is nothing commendable about it.

When sold as bronze ingots, they might even be rejected for having too many impurities.

Could it be that this thing is afraid of being devoured by itself...so it chooses to "commit suicide"?

Isn't this simply "hurting 800 enemies and losing 10,000 of your own"?

No, this didn't even hurt Eight Hundred, it should be "harming oneself without benefiting others".

"How is it?" Seeing that Sun Hang had not spoken, Yang Qi, who was standing far away, could not help but ask, "Is there anything unusual?"

"I can't tell." Sun Hang walked back and handed the eternal lamp in his hand to Zhu Long, "You are an expert, can you see any tricks?" "I'm not an expert, it's just a hobby." Zhu Long smiled self-deprecatingly and said modestly, "I only know about serious antiques and collectibles. I can't say that I have any knowledge of strange things like this disguised as antiques. I can only say that I know nothing about them."

"Then can you tell what kind of antique this thing is imitating?" Sun Hang asked again.

"Purely original." Zhulong looked at the lamp over and over again. "This weird shape is very unlucky from the perspective of Feng Shui. Except for a few players who like to hunt for novelty, no one would buy this thing and put it at home."

"But it's quite suitable as a decoration for a cult's base, right?"

"That's right." Zhulong nodded and handed the eternal lamp back to Yang Qi.

Just as Yang Qi picked up the equipment to conduct a detailed inspection of the thing, a faint whimpering sound suddenly came from deep in the tunnel.

"You all heard it, didn't you?" Ye Xuan had already raised her weapon, with the muzzle pointed directly at the direction where the sobbing sound came from. "That sound just now, shouldn't it be my illusion, right?"

"I heard it." Sun Hang nodded. "It sounds a bit like the crying of a female ghost in a low-budget horror movie... Well, it seems like something is crawling out."

Before Sun Hang finished his words, a blurry figure slowly crawled out from the shadows.

The strong light of several flashlights instantly locked onto it.

What crawled out from the shadows was a corpse, its body was severely deformed and it had almost no human features left. Its extremely dirty and messy long hair covered its entire face, and its legs dragged behind it were completely stuck together, just like the mermaid in the legend - however, at the end of the legs, below the ankles, were neither human feet with distinct toes nor mermaid fins, but a bunch of tentacles covered with festering scabies.

As it crawled with difficulty, this group of tentacles that looked like a living mop left a winding trail of pus and blood behind it.

“This thing… is the human figurine under the eternal lamp?!” Everyone looked at the strange skeleton crawling over, and then looked at the eternal lamp held in Yang Qi’s hand - the shapes of the two were almost exactly the same, even the scabies on the deformed tentacles were carved on the human figurine.

Previously, Sun Hang thought that it was a flaw left by the crude craftsmanship.

This strange skeleton supported its body with both hands. Its arms and elbows were covered with a thick layer of keratin. It tilted its upper body back and raised its head with great effort. Although its face was completely blocked by its hair, it could be determined from the angle and direction of its head that this guy's sight was always fixed on the eternal lamp held in Yang Qi's hand.

"If it's a strange corpse..." Sun Hang turned his head and looked at Zhong Ling, "Can you resonate with this guy?"

“No…” Zhong Ling shook his head, “She…she is not a ghost…”

"If it's not a strange corpse, then it must be a strange creature?" Sun Hang muttered, "But I always feel that its aura seems very unstable, not like the kind that has been completely transformed into a strange thing..."

"She is a human..." Zhong Ling's voice trembled slightly, "She is an infected person, an infected person who has not yet completely transformed."

　There is another chapter tonight

　　
　
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