I knew it was the thunder god statue I saw before. It mustve quietly crept onto my back when I passed by it earlier.
I reached behind and grabbed it to try and tear it off, but its hand was as strong as a steel bar.
My surroundings were dark and the ground collapsed again in an instant. I was thrown about two or three ters and hit the wall as the entire tomb passage collapsed. I scrabbled for purchase but couldnt catch anything and ended up falling deep into the tomb passage below. I landed sideways in the mud as gravel pumled my face. When I got up, I found that there was a layer of mud at the bottom of the tomb passage that reached my thighs.
I got up, spit out a mouthful of mud, and shouted, "Fatty, on your fucking back!"
At that ti, I heard a lot of noise coming from all around . Although I couldn't see anything, I felt as if I was in a huge market. I went to put my hands over my ears, only to find that the thing on my back was already covering my ears. I didnt know if these sounds were really coming from my surroundings or from the thing on my back.
All my hair stood on end and I imdiately used my Kukri to slash towards it. Sparks went flying everywhere.
Fatty didn't respond, and I wondered if he had fainted.
During my crazy struggle, I stepped on empty air and suddenly found that the bottom of the tomb passage under the mud wasnt actually flat. It seed that there was a deep pit hidden there. When I stepped in it, I imdiately began to sink into the mud.
I couldnt resist at all. The muds suction was too strong to fight and I started to sink deeper as I struggled forward for a while. By the ti my foot touched solid ground again, the mud had reached my chest. I reached behind again, but found that the thing was gone.
At that mont, the noise disappeared from around and almost imdiately started up again in the far depths of the tomb passage. This ti, it sounded profound and ethereal.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I didnt know what was going on, but it seed as if the thunder god statue had been transmitting the sounds from the depths of the tomb passage directly into my ears just now.
I shouted for Fatty, but still didnt receive a response. I did hear my cry echoing back, which ant that this place was very big and definitely not the small tomb passage from before.
I took a deep breath, forced myself to calm down, and pulled one of my cold fireworks out of the mud. I couldn't obey Fatty's order anymore, so I set the cold firework off.
As the orange light illuminated my surroundings, I imdiately found that I was no longer in a tomb passage. I was in a huge space where about eight liberation trucks could be arranged side by side. It was the main path they had used to transport stones and other materials to the tomb.
The entire path had been buried under so much mud that it looked just like a mudflat. The only thing left exposed was a row of figurine-like heads poking out of the mud.
I couldnt see what they were, but these figures reminded of the Terracotta Army (1). There was row after row of heads, and I was smack dab in the middle of them. I didnt know where Fatty was, but there definitely shouldve been a giant hole overhead. Did he not fall down?
I couldnt move and could barely even lift my feet up. I needed to pull myself out of the mud first, so I looked around to see if there was anything I could use. I saw a figurine head close to , so I reached out, grabbed it, and then pulled myself over.
After pulling myself out, I lay on the mud and slowly started to sink again. I quickly clamped my feet around the figurines body under the mud before I was completely subrged.
But when I did this, I found that sothing was wrong. It wasnt a burial figurine under the mud, but a strange thunder god statue that was holding sothing. I stuck the cold firework in the mud and stretched out my hand to touch whatever the thunder god was holding. It was a corpse.
This was a burial pit, not the main path to the tomb.
When I pulled my hand out of the mud, I saw so hair under my nails. The corpses hair hadnt rotted away since it had been protected by the mud.
Just as I was wondering why Fatty told not to turn any lights on earlier, I looked at the burial pits wall. It was covered in eye-patterned murals, and all the eyes seed to be staring right at .
Poker-Face's knock suddenly ca from sowhere off to the side, sounding much closer than before.
Fatty still didn't respond.
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TN Notes:
(1) The Terracotta Army is a collection of terracotta sculptures depicting the armies of Qin Shi Huang, the first Emperor of China. Wiki link here
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