I threw Ping Lians head into the coffin liquid and breathed a sigh of relief. Ping Lians eyes slowly returned to normal as his head sank to the bottom of the coffin liquid.
My hands and armpits were covered in mucus, and a pure black blood was gushing out from Ping Lians wound. It was giving off an indescribable stench as it dyed the coffin liquid a strange black color.
I sighed. There was no place on my body that was clean now that everything was stained with these disgusting things.
At this ti, however, I found that Ping Lians blood was too slly. It was so slly, in fact, that I couldn't even open my eyes. The whole space was filled with an extrely strong ammonia-like sll, so I tried to take smaller breaths. But I found that the sll made the air beco almost like a tangible thing. As it was sucked into my lungs, I could feel my nose hairs being corroded.
I found a corner and squatted down. I wanted to continue holding out for as long as I could, but I found that my eyes were starting to blur. Not good, I said to myself. This sll is probably poisonous.
There wasnt enough ti to waste checking on the situation outside, so I tilted my head, put my shoulders against the coffin lid, and tried lifting it up.
The lid was very heavyin fact, it was difficult for a single person to open itbut I had done special training and knew the secret to uniting the strength in your waist and legs so that you could exert more force.
Face turning red with the effort, I pushed hard on the coffin lid until a gap was revealed bit by bit. I imdiately put my nose to it and took a deep breath of the air outside. But the coffin was so slly that my skin started to itch. I imdiately exerted my strength and lifted the coffin lid until I could get out. Then, I quickly used one hand to raise my flashlight to my cheek and looked around.
Fatty, Poker-Face, and the giant corpse were gone. It was quiet all around.
I couldnt think too much about what was going on and just focused on getting out of the coffin first. Then, I imdiately pushed the lid back on the coffin again.
The sll faded and the irritating sensation on my body imdiately began to ease. As expected, there was a problem with the sll.
I sniffed myself. Although I didnt feel itchy anymore, I still slled terrible. I figured I was probably covered in a mixture of about seven or eight kinds of disgusting things.
I gripped the knife at my back as I stuck close to the edge of the coffin and listened to my surroundings. They might have taken the fight sowhere else but I couldn't hear any sounds. And I couldnt see anything even after sweeping my flashlight around the area.
Fuck , what am I supposed to do now? I asked myself. At this ti, I saw a huge mark on the coffin platform where we had all been standing before that giant corpse showed up.
That thing wasnt here before and I didnt know what it was, but the mark it left in the dust was almost like a snake had moved through the ssy pile of footprints.
Not only was the mark about as thick as an oil drum, but it was so huge that I wondered if that was why Poker-Face had ordered to hide in the coffin.
My whole body suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. This thing was more than four tis bigger than the giant corpse, and it had crawled here. What could it be?
Well, whatever it was, I was certain that sothing big had happened outside just now. But just as I was starting to worry, I suddenly saw a mark on the ground next to the snake mark.
It was Poker-Faces symbol, which ant: hide yourself and follow slowly.
There was also another mark on the side, which was a nose with an X drawn on it. Fatty was the one who drew this mark.
I breathed a sigh of relief and then examined Fatty's mark again. I imdiately understood that it was referring to sll and that Fatty wanted to cover up my own scent.
I sniffed myself again, ghosts can't sll now. I was originally looking for sothing to wipe all this gunk off, but now I had no choice but to keep it on.
It seed that Poker-Face didn't lock in to protect , but because my scent would cause him trouble.
I thought about it, opened the coffin lid again, and then fished out so of the dog blood-infused coffin liquid from inside. After saring a little on my knees and shoulders, I couldnt keep my eyes open because of the terrible sll.
Once I was done with that, I closed the coffin lid again, pointed my flashlight at the darkest area, and secretly looked at the huge snake mark.
I had seen countless snake marks before, so when I saw what direction that thing was moving in, I knew it wasnt a snake at all. It was sothing very similar to a snake, but its movents were different. I didnt know what it was, but it was useless to guess now. Poker-Face and Fatty's footprints seed to be following this thing, which ant that they were probably tracking it.
I quietly followed the mark and soon saw that it led to the front of the mural with the dark spot on it.
The mark disappeared in front of the mural.
I stared blankly for a mont and then looked down at Poker-Face and Fatty's footprints. Sure enough, their footprints also disappeared.
Fuck .
Well, I guess its kind of interesting, I said to myself. Did they go into the wall? Is this not a dark spot but a black hole?
I touched it with my hand and found that it was absolutely impossible to get in. Then I looked at it with my peripheral vision and found that I couldn't see anything at all. This ti, there was nothing in the dark spot.
The underground palace was very quiet. I looked back and saw that there were a lot of figurines, but I couldnt see everything clearly. Without Fatty talking, the surrounding coldness seed to rush right at .
Then my eyes started to hurt and I found that things beca blurred. I also noticed a coppery taste in my mouth. When I wiped at it, I found that I had a nosebleed.
I kept wiping it with my hands but the bleeding wouldnt stop. Then I saw that my nails had turned black. I touched them and found that they seed to be falling off.
Poisoned.
I cursed in my heart as I imdiately returned to the coffin. Its corpse poisoning. I took off my clothes as I walked, returning to the edge of the coffin completely naked. I dropped to the ground, imdiately gathered all the dust around , and then started rubbing it on my body.
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Yep, there it is. One nad Wu Xie simply cannot go into a tomb without getting naked (sucks he's poisoned, though)
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