Adventure Code

Chapter 165 Jade Ball Strange Stone (2)

I found it too difficult for me to communicate with Machete. To be honest, in my heart, I had planned him into the ranks of mentally ill patients, but his mental illness was not as serious as Xu Kaiyi's.

"Let's go out first." I pulled the scimitar, not intending to continue communicating with him, and signaled him to leave this weird room first.

Machete stopped writing, but stood up, and when we were about to leave, suddenly, the door of this room closed by itself.

"boom!"

The door closed quickly with a sound.

There is no one, and there is no wind, it is in front of our eyes, as if manipulated by an invisible force, it closes itself.

I suddenly felt my scalp go numb, and I said to myself: This place is haunted!Absolutely haunted!
The next moment, a more terrifying scene appeared.

A pair of footprints appeared on the ground where the gate was before.

It was like a ghost stepped on the ground, but the footprints could not be seen, and these footprints began to walk towards me and the scimitar step by step.

The machete pursed his lips, his gray pupils narrowed, and he pulled out the knife from his waist.

But right now, there is only one footprint ahead of us, what's the use of drawing a knife?It can only be used to strengthen courage.

The footprints were silent, approaching us step by step, and the scimitar and I were forced to retreat non-stop, and soon our backs touched the wall, and the thing was still approaching us.

Machete and I immediately began to hide along the wall, but we didn't have a tacit understanding. I turned left, but he turned right, but the footprints didn't chase him, but turned left and walked towards me. .

Depend on!
Scimitar saw this opportunity, rushed to the gate immediately, and opened the gate, it seemed that he was going to leave me and run away.I thought to myself, buddy, didn't it feel good to save me the previous two times?Why are you running away by yourself now?Can you save me again?

However, the scimitar opened the door, but the person didn't go out. He only made half of the outward straddling posture, and quickly retracted his feet, and immediately closed the door, as if he saw something extremely dangerous outside the door .

As I retreated, I paid attention to the movement of the footprints and the scimitar. Seeing the move of the scimitar, I couldn't help thinking: What's going on outside?Could it be more terrifying than the ghostly footprints in this room?
This footprint and I started to circle around, I kept hiding along the square wall, and it followed me step by step.

Soon, I walked around to the door and stood with the machete.

Machete glanced at the footprints, and followed me around in circles. While hiding, I opened my mouth, just about to ask him why he didn't go out, and whether there was any danger outside.

Unexpectedly, before I opened my mouth, the machete made a silent gesture to me, and pointed to the position of the gate, signaling me not to speak, so as not to disturb the outside.That look looks extremely taboo.

I couldn't help but thump in my heart, and said to myself: What's going on outside?The weird footprints in this room are scary enough, what could be more terrifying than this footprint?
At this moment, the footprint suddenly stopped following me and the scimitar. It seemed to have lost interest and started to turn around and walk towards the gate.

The scimitar's gray pupils suddenly widened, and then, the door was opened again by an invisible force.

If I have to describe it, I feel that the footprints are like those left by an invisible person.

When we were about to leave before, the invisible man closed the door, but now, when the door is full of danger, it will open the door again.

Although I didn't see the specific situation outside the door, it must not be a good thing to make Machete so shocked.

The scimitar reacted extremely quickly. Just as the door opened a crack, he rushed forward and closed the door again.

That invisible force seemed to be getting closer to him, and the scimitar gritted its teeth, appearing to be struggling.

Seeing this, I didn't care about being afraid anymore, I rushed up and blocked the door together.

At this time, I felt that there was a strong force competing with us, trying to open the door.Machete and I had to exert our strength to resist the force that wanted to open the door.

It was obviously a cold day, but after such a struggle, I was actually sweating a little.

We just kept pushing hard without counting the time. After an unknown amount of time, the force against us finally disappeared, and the string of footprints on the ground suddenly stopped moving, as if the invisible ghost had already left.

The machete and I withdrew our strength and sat down along the door.

Closer to the door, I could hear a faint, crackling sound from the originally quiet outer corridor, like the sound of subtle footsteps, or the sound of rubbing clothes.

The voice was urgent and thin, as if someone was walking quickly and carefully.

I turned my head and tried to open the door from the crack, but the wooden door here is designed with two layers inside and outside, so there is no crack at all.

I lip to the machete; what's outside?
The machete stretched out his finger and wrote on the dust: During the sacrifice, don't be found.

After finishing writing, he made a silent gesture to me.

The sound of the whistle was gone, and I didn't dare to make a sound anymore. I could only listen carefully to the movement outside. The sound was not loud, but it never stopped. I simply wrote on the dust: How long will it last?

He wrote: Not sure.

I wrote: Have you met before?

I began to doubt whether Machete was not lying, but if what he said was true, it would be too unreasonable.

As a living person, how could he often move around in the ancient city buried in yellow sand?Although the interior of this ancient city is not filled with yellow sand, if the outer layer is covered by yellow sand, there will be no air circulation at all.

And there must be no food or water in this place.

How can people survive in it?

When I think about food, I feel hungry. From entering the ancient city to now, I haven't eaten anything seriously.

Just now I had a fight with that invisible force, now I am relaxed, I just feel hungry, so I carefully took out food from the equipment bag, gave half of the machete, and motioned him to eat.

Scimitar didn't seem very hungry, he held the food in his hand and just looked at it, and when I finished eating, he slowly put it into his mouth.

There was a very dull smell in this room, the long-term unventilated smell mixed with flying dust was a bit choking.

After I finished eating, I quietly listened to the movement outside. Since the watch on my wrist had stopped moving, I couldn't time it.I don't know how long I waited, the slight movement outside suddenly disappeared.

Safe?
I lifted my spirits and looked at the scimitar.

But he shook his head at me and wrote: Just started.

Just started?
What do you mean?
The silence lasted for about ten minutes. I was a little anxious to wait. I couldn't help but want to open the door to see it, but I was worried about causing trouble, so I had to obey the machete's arrangement and sit at the door to continue waiting.

At this moment, there was a loud cry from outside.

To be exact, it was a scream!A very shrill and sharp scream.

(End of this chapter)