Chapter 3 What are you Hesitating about?

"Weng Chenglin, what are you hesitating about?" Li Bai roared, "There's something stuck to your back!"

Li Bai's voice sounded sincere, but Weng Chenglin knew he didn't deserve it. He could roughly guess Li Bai's personality; daring to shout and yell near the Buried Corpse Kiln meant he probably didn't mind dying quickly.

Weng Chenglin made up his mind to complete the task first. He tried his best to control his trembling hands, picked up the food box from the ground, lowered his head, avoided looking at the opening of the cave in front of him, and walked forward respectfully.

"Cough... cough cough..."

The next second, Weng Chenglin's raised foot suddenly stopped. A coughing sound came from the cave in front of him. Judging from the sound, it was an old man who was terminally ill.

Slowly, Weng Chenglin's eyes turned red. He was too familiar with this voice. It was his old father who had contracted pneumoconiosis from years of working in the mines. However, unlike Yao Shunyu, whose parents had already passed away, Weng Chenglin's father was still alive.

Listening to the increasingly familiar coughing sound, Weng Chenglin was also a little dazed for a moment. He knew that this place was not right. There seemed to be a power that distorted reality here, and it was that power that trapped them.

Perhaps... perhaps it was really that strange power that transferred his father to the Buried Corpse Kiln. At the thought of his old father huddled in a cold, damp, narrow space, suffering from hunger and cold, Weng Chenglin's heart was about to break.

"Cough cough... Yazi, is... is that you?"

A complete human voice finally came from the cave. The voice was intermittent, and it stopped to pant from time to time, as if he was about to suffocate if he couldn't catch his breath.

"Where... where is this? It's so dark. How did Dad wake up here? Are you here to take Dad out, aren't you?"

Then, there was a rustling sound in front of him, as if a hand was groping back and forth. Weng Chenglin lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and didn't say a word. Cold sweat dripped down Weng Chenglin's cheeks. He could now be sure that the old man in the cave was not his father at all, because his father was already deaf and also suffered from severe eye problems. In this environment, he should not be able to detect his approach, let alone recognize his identity.

Listening to the rustling sound, Weng Chenglin was now truly nervous. He could feel an arm伸出from the dark opening of the cave, groping around, and he was very close to the cave.

He made a mistake, or maybe he made a mistake. He shouldn't have approached the cave rashly, but... but apart from that, he had no better way to deliver the food box.

Just when Weng Chenglin was about to despair, suddenly, a small stone was thrown over and hit his feet, scaring him.

Slightly lowering his head, Weng Chenglin saw Yao Shunyu looking at him through the gaps between several trees.

Yao Shunyu was still holding a stone in his hand, obviously planning to throw another one. Yao Shunyu was mouthing words at him.

Weng Chenglin's reaction wasn't very quick originally, but at this critical moment of life and death, he miraculously understood what Yao Shunyu wanted to express.

"Don't look up, retreat backward, we're wrong, we're all wrong..."

Even from this distance, Weng Chenglin could feel the tension on Yao Shunyu's face. He understood the first two sentences, but he really didn't understand the sentence "We're all wrong..."

Until Yao Shunyu pointed to the cave in front of him, the next second, Weng Chenglin's expression changed suddenly. His head buzzed, and he actually saw the character Weng written on Yao Shunyu's Buried Corpse Kiln.

"Rustle..."

The hand in front of him had a tendency to gradually approach, bringing him great pressure. Now Weng Chenglin understood everything. They were wrong from the beginning. No wonder they encountered so many strange things.

Fortunately, he hadn't handed over the food box yet, otherwise it would be too late.

Weng Chenglin had a good impression of Yao Shunyu. He was a reliable person.

Without hesitation, Weng Chenglin maintained this posture and began to retreat little by little. At this moment, the "father" in the cave seemed to feel something and behaved more and more pitifully. The coughing sound seemed to cough out his lungs, begging Weng Chenglin to take him away.

"That's right, it can't be wrong. This thing wants to leave me here!"

The "father's" performance also confirmed Weng Chenglin's guess. After retreating more than ten meters, the "father's" voice disappeared, and the invisible pressure that permeated the surroundings also disappeared.

Weng Chenglin didn't dare to delay any longer and ran quickly towards Yao Shunyu.

"Slow down, are you looking for death?"

Yao Shunyu gave Weng Chenglin a warning look, while still mouthing his dissatisfaction.

Until Weng Chenglin came to him, saying anything now was useless. Weng Chenglin bowed deeply to Yao Shunyu, tears of gratitude almost coming out, "Brother Yao, I can't thank you enough. If it weren't for you today, I would have..."

Compared with Weng Chenglin, Yao Shunyu was obviously a little impatient, waving his hands repeatedly to interrupt, "Stop talking nonsense, we don't have much time. This is your Buried Corpse Kiln, quickly worship it."

The description of "your Buried Corpse Kiln" instinctively made Weng Chenglin feel uncomfortable, but this was not the time to consider comfort. After Weng Chenglin thanked him, he immediately turned around and knelt down, kowtowing three times to the new cave.

Then, he carefully threw the food box in from the opening.

No more abnormalities occurred, and the whole process was very smooth, which gave Weng Chenglin a somewhat unreal feeling, as if... as if the cave in front of him was empty.

For the last step, Weng Chenglin picked up the heavy tomb brick and placed it on the opening of the wall as quickly as possible, but it didn't hold steady, wobbled twice, and fell down.

Weng Chenglin immediately picked it up and stacked it up again, but it still fell down like last time, and this time two bricks actually fell down.

Weng Chenglin was anxious now, and red bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes for a moment. He couldn't care about anything else, and immediately stacked the fallen bricks back up again. After a series of attempts, Weng Chenglin only cared about burying his head in picking up bricks and stacking them. He also knew that something must be wrong, but he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to think, and he also knew what the consequences would be if the brick wall collapsed.

Until the end, he almost rebuilt a wall, and this time, the tomb brick finally didn't move. The brick wall stood firmly in front of him, giving people a feeling of indestructible.

"Huff——, huff——" Weng Chenglin was sweating all over, but fortunately everything was over.

"Rustle..."

Before Weng Chenglin could catch his breath, several footsteps sounded around him. The footsteps sounded wrong, revealing a stiffness, as if their knees couldn't bend.

Yao Shunyu and Weng Chenglin were both shocked, but neither of them looked back.

"It's over..." Yao Shunyu's face became extremely ugly, "You were too slow and attracted those things."