My blood froze instantly, and we were all stunned. Pan Zi instinctively reached for the gun with one hand, while the fat man raised the rhino-shaped flashlight in his hand little by little.
The ceiling of the tomb is very high, and the light from our lanterns or smokeless stoves cannot reach it at all. If it weren't for the burning rhino horn that made the smokeless stove suddenly brighter, we would only see darkness when we looked up at the roof. But such lighting is still very limited. The black child is extremely blurred in the firelight, like a black jellyfish attached to the top of the tomb, fluctuating with the "sea water".
For a moment, I was not sure whether the shadow above my head was cast by the "rhino light" or it was originally there and we just didn't notice it. Because when we entered the tomb, although we had a very rough look at the top of our heads, my mind was completely attracted by the jewels and gems here, and I didn't know what I saw at all. Maybe the "child" was already hanging on the top of the tomb at that time, but we didn't notice it at all.
The fat man raised the gun cautiously, turned around and asked us in lip language, speaking very slowly, "Is...is...not...this...thing...?"
I waved my hand to tell him not to act rashly. Actually, there was no basis for saying that this thing was causing trouble. Maybe the black kid just happened to pass by and took a rest above our heads. But how could I think about these things at that time? The situation that originally had no focus suddenly had a target, and I would have gone crazy.
But we still don't know what that thing is, and we don't know if bullets will work on it. If we act rashly and let it get away, we won't have a second rhino horn to burn.
Several people stood up carefully. The fat man hung the stove on the gun barrel and pushed it up little by little. The top of the tomb chamber was getting brighter and brighter. This was very physically demanding. The fat man's hands began to tremble as he lifted it up a little. Pan Zi hurried over to help him.
The black "child" became clearer and clearer, and gradually a clear shape appeared above our heads. As I watched, I suddenly began to sweat.
The shape of the shadow gradually took shape, the "child's" head grew bigger and bigger, and slowly the entire black shadow turned into the shape of a giant fetus.
This…isn't this the big-headed corpse we saw in the charnel house? How did it get here? Has it been following us?
I suddenly remembered that we had encountered a ghost wall in the main hall, and I was suddenly shocked. Wasn't this thing originally hidden in the mezzanine under the main hall? Could it be that this dilemma of breaking through the limits of physics was created by the corpse?
Fatty and Pan Zi also recognized him. Fatty grinned and said to Pan Zi slowly in lip language: "Damn, it looks like your... black... girl... doesn't... want... you... to leave." His mouth movements were very exaggerated and funny!
Pan Zi was furious and cursed back, "Fuck... your... son... looks... like... this!"
I waved at them and pointed at the smokeless stove. The flames were gradually dimming. By the time the rhino horn was burned out, we would be doomed. We had to get rid of this thing in one go.
The fat man nodded, pulled the bolt gently, and aimed slowly, but there was a smokeless stove hanging on the tip of the gun, which made him a little nervous. After aiming several times, the tip of the gun was shaking, so the fat man simply fired continuously. Shunzi on the side also picked up the gun and aimed in the weak light.
The light was getting darker and darker, and I was so anxious that I broke out in cold sweats, but they just didn't shoot. I knew what was going on. It also meant that Fatty and Shunzi were indeed very professional with guns. The light from the smokeless stove here was too erratic. In fact, the position of this thing above our heads was offset to our naked eyes, so they didn't dare to shoot rashly. They could only aim accurately during that extremely short period of time when the fire gradually died down, the light dimmed, and the shadows were no longer floating.
I didn't dare to say anything. I just watched the fat man's hands shaking more and more violently. Pan Zi helped support him from below, and the shadow above gradually disappeared into the darkness.
I don't know how I got through those dozens of seconds. The light dimmed so quickly that it was almost impossible to adjust your mindset. At the moment the corpse disappeared, Fatty and Shunzi opened fire at the same time.
Then they heard a series of gunshots. A total of ten bullets were fired from the gun. It was unknown how many hit the target. The thing was immediately hit and black juice splashed everywhere. It fell to the ground. The fat man could no longer hold up the stove, and it fell straight to the ground, with the remnants of charcoal scattered all over the floor.
We immediately took several steps back. The corpse let out a scream similar to that of a baby, slammed the still rolling smokeless stove, and fled into the darkness behind the tomb door like lightning.
"Fuck... he can still run?" the fat man shouted.
"We can't let him get away, or we'll get caught again!" Pan Zi shouted. "Chase him!"
The four of us got up and chased after him madly, passing through the tomb door. Almost in an instant, we suddenly saw that the murals in the tomb passage outside had returned to the original pattern, and the ghost wall was no longer effective!
"It's out!" The fat man was delighted. "No need to be so sleepy! It turned out to be this mantis shrimp that did it!"
"Where is that ghost thing?" I turned on the flashlight and immediately saw the fetus stopped deep in the tomb passage. When it saw our flashlight, it rushed into the darkness of the tomb passage at an astonishing speed and ran to the other end of the tomb passage.
We immediately chased after it, knowing that we couldn't let it get away. If we stopped, we would probably end up back in that situation again. I would rather die than go through that again.
It took only seven or eight minutes to finish the 1 km long tomb passage. I was out of breath. The end of the tomb passage appeared in front of us. It was a staircase leading down. The black blood of the corpse flowed all over the ground. It was obvious that it had rushed down like lightning.
I was depressed for a moment because I used to see the stone door that marked our return to the starting point. Now I saw a staircase, and I was suddenly not used to it. But the next second I was really relieved. Fatty pushed us from behind, and we ran in one after another, regardless of any traps. We died if we wanted to. Even if there was only one left out of the four of us, we had to kill this thing to relieve our hatred! !
Almost ten sections merged into one, we rushed down like kangaroos, but we were always half a beat slower than running, and the corpse didn't slow down at all, and disappeared in the darkness under the stairs in almost an instant. I knew it was hopeless to catch up, but I couldn't stop. I wanted to stop, but my left foot tripped over my right foot, and I fell to the end of the stone steps after several rolls, with a bloody head and the flashlight flying away.
I cursed inwardly and just as I was about to stand up, the fat man also tripped and fell down from above, and ran over me. Fortunately, it was not the first time, so I groaned and quickly got up to avoid a follow-up. But just when I got up halfway, something pulled my pants and I fell down again, and then my butt was stinging.
I climbed up in a panic and fell several times before I realized that I was hooked by something. The fat guy next to me climbed up, shone the flashlight towards me, and suddenly made a humming sound.
I used his flashlight to see what had hooked my pants, but behind me I saw a row of wire mesh on a concrete frame, spanning the entire tomb.