When Wang Yang said Wu Tingxiu was a ghost, I felt no fear and even a slight urge to laugh.
But before I could laugh, I looked at Wu Tingxiu again and realized she truly had no shadow!
This time, I couldn't laugh at all!
I didn't laugh, but Wu Tingxiu did, her smile extremely unnatural, as if her facial muscles were contorting.
The sides of her cheeks stretched wider and wider upwards, reaching her temples!
The exposed gums made my scalp tingle!
A series of very low sounds emanated from her throat: "Xiang Fei… come here… come here…"
I stood frozen, unsure of what to do.
As if seeing my inaction, her eyes turned incredibly venomous!
"If you won't come, then I must go…"
With a "swish," she stood up directly from the ground, her toes dragging on the floor as she floated towards me.
"Xiang Fei… Xiang Fei…"
In the blink of an eye, she was in front of me, her icy hands gripping my neck like iron pincers, instantly making it difficult to breathe.
Just as I thought I was about to perish by ghost hands, I inexplicably felt a slap across my face, burning hot.
I thought, this female ghost has truly unusual tastes, not forgetting to slap me while strangling me.
It made sense, female ghosts were women, and women were best at slapping men.
But how could she slap me when both her hands were on my neck?
Could this be a three-armed female ghost?
"Slap!"
After the right cheek, now it's the left cheek's turn?
How considerate!
"Xiang Fei! Xiang Fei!"
I was even violently shaken. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Bai Hanyan.
How did the female ghost turn into her?
Or was she also a female ghost?
"You're awake?"
I was bewildered. I realized my hands were around my own neck. I quickly let go and looked at her, confused, "What happened?"
Her eyes held a hint of joy, but also a touch of seriousness.
I looked around and found that besides her, Wu Tingxiu, Song Bing, and Wang Yang were all lying on the ground, still rolling.
What was going on?
"Quickly, find a way to wake them up!" Bai Hanyan urged anxiously.
I instinctively glanced at the stone door, and Bai Hanyan shouted, "Don't look!"
I quickly averted my gaze and rushed towards Wang Yang. He was tossing and turning on the ground, muttering something.
I directly pounced on him, and without a word, gave him five or six slaps to the face.
My hands ached from slapping him before I stopped.
Wang Yang woke up and looked at me, "Didn't you die?"
I said irritably, "You're the one who's dead! Come on, get up!"
Then the two of us pinned down Song Bing and woke him up by the same method.
As for Wu Tingxiu, Bai Hanyan had already woken her up.
It turned out we had all been hypnotized by the patterns on the stone door. Fortunately, Bai Hanyan hadn't had time to look at the pattern before she noticed our abnormality.
This woman was usually useless, but at this critical moment, she actually saved everyone's lives.
"I never imagined that such powerful hypnosis techniques existed in ancient times," Wang Yang remarked.
I said, "What's so strange about that? Isn't 'Zhuyou Shu' a form of hypnosis?"
I suddenly recalled the inscriptions detailing the tomb owner's life. Could this "Jue" be a master hypnotist?
So, the so-called "divine skills" in the records were all accomplished through hypnosis?
Thinking about it, it seemed quite possible.
Then it would be easy to understand, fighting a hundred with one, all relying on hypnosis.
After resting for a moment, we lowered our heads and approached the stone door again, no longer looking at the murals. Opening the stone door was how we finally left the tomb chamber.
We followed the passage back to where we were before. We expected another battle with rats, but to our surprise, when we returned, besides the corpses of the rats we had killed earlier, there were no live rats to be seen.
"Look," Wang Yang pointed at the rat corpses on the ground.
I glanced over and found that the rat corpses were nothing more than skin and blood.
"These rats are truly ferocious, not even sparing their own kind," I said.
"What's over there?" Bai Hanyan asked, pointing to a spot not far away.
Our mine lamps all shone in that direction, and we discovered two corpses, clearly very fresh.
It seemed they were from another group of tomb robbers.
The smell of blood in the air made my stomach churn. I quickly said, "Let's not look. Let's get out first."
Song Bing took the lead again, heading back towards the passage we came from. As we walked, a "tap-tap" sound echoed from behind, the same sound that had cornered me earlier.
"Someone's here!" Wang Yang exclaimed.
We turned our heads, and our mine lamps shone backward. A tall, dark silhouette appeared at the corner. As the shadow grew larger, a giant rat appeared before everyone.
My goodness!
I never dreamed in my life that I would see such a large rat.
That rat was almost as big as a Siberian tiger!
"It's the Rat King!" Wang Yang raised his voice.
I was about to shout "Run," but before I could, the giant rat charged at us.
Fortunately, Wu Tingxiu reacted quickly. She raised the weapon in her hand and fired several shots at the rat!
I found this woman's marksmanship to be extremely accurate, with almost every shot hitting the rat's head.
After taking a few "peanuts," the giant rat fell heavily to the ground, shook its head, and then got up again, its eyes even more fierce!
"Damn it!"
I couldn't help but curse.
Guns can't even kill it?!
"Run quickly!" Wang Yang shoved me and we ran out.
Wu Tingxiu provided cover from behind. I only heard a series of gunshots. After running for a while, we reached the initial antechamber.
Following the original tomb passage, our group practically turned into sprinters.
After finally climbing out of the pit, before I could even catch my breath, a stick hit me on the head.
Instantly, the world spun, and I lost consciousness…
When I woke up again, I found my hands and feet were bound.
About a dozen people stood before me, none of whom I recognized.
Beside me, Wang Yang and Song Bing were tied up just like me, while only Bai Hanyan and Wu Tingxiu were not bound.
However, they weren't much better off, with several people holding hunting rifles pointed at them.
The leader was a middle-aged man leaning on a wolf-headed cane. He was dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, his hair was somewhat gray, and a terrifying scar ran across his face.
Especially when he smiled, the scar became even more hideous.
"My dear niece, you must have worked very hard this time!"
Niece?
Could this fellow be Wu Tingxiu's second uncle?