Adventure Code

Chapter 155 Head-changing boy (2)

Jumping off the table, I put Brother Wei's bloody head on the broken neck of his corpse, trying to arrange it, but there was no way, as soon as I let go, the neck parted.

The round head can't even keep its balance, it will roll in a circle.

Sitting under the confession, I was a little dazed.

Why is this happening?

My confused head began to recall what happened just now.

After discussing with Brother Wei, we split up and acted separately. From the time Brother Wei started smashing the wall to make noise until the sleepy bug left, the time it took was actually not much. Thinking about it now, it should only be about 5 minutes.

In these short 5 minutes, what happened?
His head was knocked off by something?
I subconsciously looked at the broken part of Brother Wei's neck.

The wound was very neat, as if it had been cut open by some sharp object.

I immediately remembered the relief in the left room and those tools, so I rushed to the left room with the lighter in hand.The table case that was placed in the center before is now placed against the wall. On the wall at that place, there are many traces left by smashing the wall.

The tools that were originally placed on the table fell scattered on the ground, and they should have been caressed by Brother Wei.

In addition, there was a large pool of blood on the ground, extending to the outside, where Brother Wei was standing before.

He was beheaded here!

I followed the blood on the ground and looked forward, all the way to the relief on the wall.

Blood seemed to be oozing from the wall, and where the blood oozes, on the relief, there is a person who looks like a priest cutting off the head of a child.

The blood inside seemed to flow from the relief to reality.

At this moment, I just felt the cold rising up.

Could it be that Brother Wei...was beheaded by the person in the relief?
Yes, the man in the relief, the knife in his hand has turned red with blood...and before, there was no blood on it.

Haunted!

This is my first reaction.

The second reaction is: Even if it is a ghost, let it die again!
I'm actually not a particularly courageous person, but under this kind of anger, my heart is full of revenge and desire for destruction, so the next second, I lifted the hardwood table next to me and slammed towards the embossed place. The beheaded man bumped away.

The table is very thick and has not been corrupted so far, so you can see its material.

Although I can usually move this kind of weight, I definitely can't dance. At this moment, under the anger, my potential exploded, and I smashed the table while hugging it.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, a lot of dust was shaken off the roof.

The relief was originally inlaid with thin stone slabs, so when it was smashed, several cracks were broken, and when it was smashed again, several stone flakes fell directly, and it became incomplete immediately.

At this moment, there was no movement outside, and those sleepy bugs didn't know where they went.

Maybe it was brought in?But didn't hear them hit the wall.

Maybe give up, have left?so best.

But I couldn't feel any joy in my heart. I paused for a while, and I took a few breaths, and my breath was full of the smell of blood on the ground.After calming down, I slapped myself hard on the face. This kind of action seemed to make me feel less uncomfortable and painful.

Immediately afterwards, I planned to go outside and take Wei Ge's body out first. If the sleepy bug left, then I could go find the previous equipment and put Wei Ge's body in a sleeping bag.

However, before I could go out, there was a sudden crackling sound from the outside.

The moment I heard that sound, I was startled, because if I guessed correctly, it should be the sound that can only be made when a clay pot falls to the ground and falls apart.

Moreover, it was not one clay pot, but many clay pots, which kept hitting the ground.

Has anyone touched them, why did the pots suddenly break so much?
The inside was only a few steps away from the outside, I walked around the blood all over the floor, holding a lighter and ran out.

The area covered by the lighter is too small, so I can't see the surrounding situation, but under the confession, the body of Brother Wei who was sitting was gone, and only Brother Wei's head remained on the ground!
What about the corpse?
Accompanied by the crackling sound, I picked up the gold plate on the confession for self-defense, held the torch high in one hand, and looked towards the wall.

As I approached, the situation by the wall appeared indistinctly in front of my eyes.

There was nothing in the storage hole on the wall, and all the clay pots that had been placed had fallen down for some reason.

After the clay jar shattered, the corpse of the child inside was revealed.

Thousands of years later, the corpses inside did not turn into white bones, but black mummy, curly, forming a mass of things, because they had no heads, so it was hard to tell that they were once living children.

At this moment, it looked like dried bacon balls, and it was the kind of bacon that had been spoiled, exuding a strong rancid smell.

The smell was so bad that my sense of smell was so irritated that I almost lost my sense of smell.

The sound of clay pots being broken, from near to far, seemed to be destroying them.

I vaguely had a terrible guess in my mind, so I immediately held the lighter and ran over to look at the sound.

The scene that appeared in front of me made the horrible conjecture in my heart become a reality.

Brother Wei's body was in front of him, headless, swaying, destroying the pots one by one.

If I saw Brother Wei's body just now, I was more angry and sad, but now, when I saw him without a head and walking around by himself, the sense of fear rose.

I felt that my throat was a little tight, and my breathing became short of breath.

I wanted to call him, but didn't dare.

In the end, I couldn't help shouting: "Brother Wei..." But the voice was not as loud as I imagined, it was almost squeezed out from between my teeth.

However, when I yelled, Brother Wei's headless corpse seemed to be touched. He stopped, then turned around, and began to stumble towards where I was.

I was so frightened that I couldn't help backing up, subconsciously wanting to run, but just as I took a step back, I bumped into a hard object in the middle of my back.

You know, the center of this outer hall is empty, there is nothing, why is there suddenly an extra thing behind it now?
I turned around abruptly, and saw Brother Wei's head was floating in the air, his eyes had opened at some point, and he was staring straight at me.

And what I bumped into just now was his head floating in the air!
(End of this chapter)