People check in and punch cards in tomb robbery

Chapter 227 Strange Face
"Buddha, there must be a regulation. Now only one has died, what about the second and third, what should we do if it happens to us?" Wu Laogou seemed to have a thick cloud of blood in his brows. The unresolved shadow stared directly at Zhang Qishan in front of him.

"Fifth Master, I know you are worried, and I am the same, but now that I have come to this point, there is no turning back..."

"But……"

sizzle~
Wishing, who had been staring intently at the movement around him, suddenly noticed a very slight movement, as if something was crawling through the darkness.

"Do not talk!"

After experiencing the swarm of insects at the foot of Pingshan Mountain, and now hearing such movement again, there is no way to be slack in making a wish.

It's just that the voice was really inaudible, and Zhang Qishan and Wu Laogou were still arguing about the dead man.

Wishing could only lower his voice and drink to the two of them.

"What's wrong, Brother Xu?"

Wu Laogou was relatively close to making a wish, and when he looked back, he saw the solemn expression on his face, and he had a premonition in his heart that something was going to happen.

Zhang Qishan on the other side also stretched out his hand and made a silent gesture.

In the originally noisy hall, there was an instant silence, only the breathing and even the beating of hearts could be heard.

Wishing but ignoring the two of them, a pair of eyes scanned the darkness around them, constantly eliminating useless voices.

As for the endless opera sound, he automatically ignored it.

He heard the strange movement again.

Moreover, the original hissing has turned into a rustling sound, as if there are countless feet crawling through the dark depths shrouded in thick fog.

Wishing his heart trembled, he could almost confirm that there were probably countless poisonous insects in the Hall of Rebirth.

Just what the hell?
He hadn't found any trace of them yet.

"Wait, what's that sound?"

"Why does this voice sound familiar?"

The others also gradually heard the noise, and their faces became heavy.

The buddies and personal soldiers standing outside were even more alarmed. Seeing the actions of the big shots, they all clenched their weapons tightly.

"Brother Xu, what do you see?" Zhang Qishan stared around in surprise.

It's just that the thick fog never cleared, and even with a torch in his hand, he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly.

Seeing that there was no other movement, he couldn't help but look back and make a wish, and asked in a low voice.

"It's not wrong yet, be careful!"

Wishing and shaking his head, but before he could finish his sentence, his face suddenly changed. His eyes passed Zhang Qishan and Wu Laogou, and looked at a soldier with a gun not far away. He almost roared in the last sentence The tone shouted out.

But the guy didn't notice at all. Seeing his eyes falling on him, he subconsciously glanced around.

But before he realized it, he suddenly felt as if he had been bitten by a mosquito on his neck, an indescribable tingling and itching.

Reach out and pat the back of the neck hard.

It's just that when he closed his hand, he felt that the palm of his hand was a little slippery, and he looked under the torch, only to find that his hand was red and dripping with blood.

"What's wrong with you?"

He raised his head and tried to ask for help, but found that everyone looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, and at the same time kept backing away.

"Chen Yang, behind you..."

Another soldier holding a gun swallowed heavily, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of horror.

The soldier was a little dazed, but he followed his advice and looked back.

Just this one glance, almost made him faint from fright.

In the mist behind him, a huge pale face was staring at him.It was a face that I don't know how to describe. The distance between the two eyes was extremely short, as if they were squeezed together.

The most creepy thing is that there are almost no whites in its eyes, and the black eyeballs occupy the entire eye socket. At first glance, it looks like a hideous carrion with its eyes gouged out.

The soldier was so frightened that his soul was shattered, and he desperately wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but found that he could not make any sound, so he could only wave his hands and yell non-stop.

The next moment, that pale strange face seemed to lose patience, and suddenly stretched out countless claws, grabbing the soldier's neck, blood gushed out from the corner of the soldier's mouth, and then his head tilted to one side, and the person was already dead. No breath.

The monster then opened its mouth and spit out countless silk threads, entangled the soldier, and quickly dragged it towards the wooden beam under the dome.

"shot!"

"The motherfuckers are dead, shoot!"

Zhang Qishan clenched his fists and yelled at the surrounding soldiers who seemed to have been frightened.

After being yelled at by him, a group of soldiers with guns came to their senses, and shot at the top of their heads like crazy, and fire snakes burst out from the muzzle of the guns.

The sound of gunshots echoed throughout the hall of death.

It's just that the monster's speed is astonishingly fast, even dragging a corpse, it can escape quickly in the mist.

Most of the bullets missed, and only a few hit the monster, but they didn't seem to be able to cause any damage to it.

Just in the blink of an eye.

The monster had already climbed onto the wooden beam, and hung the soldier among countless corpses, while he squatted on the top of the beam, staring down at everyone.

"That is?"

"Hey, Lord Buddha, that seems to be a poisonous moth that has become a spirit."

"Such a big bug?"

Looking at the monster, a group of people stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief.

That thing looked like a large poisonous moth.

It's just that the face seems to be a spliced ​​human face, the body is still a flying insect, and there are wings behind it, no wonder it can avoid bullets.

wow——

Before they could recover from their bewilderment, there was another rushing sound like a tide above the dome.

Then everyone saw that countless poisonous moths appeared from the mist, flapping their wings and flying downward, like a dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

Each one is the same as the one on the wooden beam, with human faces and worm bodies, looking like countless pale, rotting corpses descending from the sky.

"escape!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qishan felt that his scalp was going to explode, he yelled at the guards and soldiers who were standing still in place, and then he rushed towards the depths of the hall.

"Run away!"

"Damn it, it's cold to crash into the monster's lair."

"Go!"

Seeing that those monsters were about to pounce, everyone reacted, followed Zhang Qishan's figure, and fled in all directions like crazy.

(End of this chapter)