Death Inquisitor

Chapter 1581: Black stuff

After listening to Qian Haoran's words, several other people were slightly better. But they are all strong. If they drag on like this, their final result will be only one way, that is, they are dead here.

"The phone in my hand was lost." Zhao Pingan said, "Have any of you seen my phone?"

This phone is their last light source.

"It's okay, the phone...I'm holding it..." Hu Donglai said breathlessly.

Later, he took out his mobile phone to illuminate the place. Zhao Ping'an didn't pay attention, but when he turned his head to the right, his face suddenly changed: "Who!?"

Qian Haoran swallowed, and he was a man who had visited some tombs before. He also knows the strangest things in the tomb deeply, so after hearing this voice, he is also the most afraid.

Hu Donglai did not have any pause. After hearing Zhao Ping's voice, he immediately took the light in his hand and shot it there.

It's just that the black figure movement is too fast, and disappeared around the corner before the light passed.

It's not clear what that is, but since they didn't rush up, they were relieved.

Under such circumstances, they dare not carelessly. Perhaps as long as a little carelessness will die here.

Zhao Ping's head turned around again. When he was about to speak, he suddenly found Hu Donglai's face pale and his lips trembling.

It seemed that he was going to say something, but he couldn't say it for a long time.

Unknown therefore, Zhao Ping asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Hu Donglai wanted to speak, but he didn't say it in the end.

Qian Haoran saw this and frowned. "What happened to you?"

Seeing the other three people's eyes focused on themselves, Hu Donglai swallowed and finally said, "I just saw the back of the figure just now, and I feel very familiar, as if I know that person."

"How is this possible?" Zhao Ping said in surprise. "We are in the live broadcast of the death judge. How can you see someone you know? This is really strange."

Li Shiyong also echoed, "Yes, how can you see someone you know."

Only Qian Haoran didn't say a word. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said deeply, "It's not that there is no possibility. I have encountered this situation before, but it was just following others at the time. It’s not clear what they did in the end."

After listening to Qian Haoran's words, the other three people looked ugly. They originally hoped that seeing the figure was just their own dazzling, in fact, they had nothing, but now they seem to be wrong. Obviously that figure should be some kind of existence. It’s just that they don’t know.

"So what should we do now?" Hu Donglai asked.

All other lovers were lost in thought. Now it is indeed necessary to come up with a solution. It's just that they don't know anything about this kind of woodwork, and they don't know how to deal with it. And they now have two wounded soldiers, and it is not easy to say until when they can persist.

"Forget it, you can't control that much," Hu Donglai said, "I don't think we should do anything now! Let's walk away and talk. Even if we are going to die, we must die."

Several other people also thought that Hu Dong came and made sense. Qian Haoran, who had no injuries and had some experience, stood up, and he walked to the front.

The other three followed him. They continued to move forward, but this time none of them wanted to speak, the atmosphere was terrible, and the air seemed to be frozen.

But at this time, a sound of crawling came out from above them. Several people looked up subconsciously, and their faces became very ugly. It turned out that there was an invisible thing on their heads. It's just that they never noticed it.

It looks like countless bugs and it's like a sticky object that is indescribable and condensed into a dark shadow.

Normally, this is just a bowl of boiled black sesame paste, but this time it is crawling nonstop, and it gives them the feeling that these things are all living things.

There is no other extra time to consider. All of them stepped back a few steps, and those things seemed to notice that they noticed themselves, and all fell off.

Attached to the hard stone in front of them, those things looked light and fluttering as if they had no strength.

Hu Donglai belonged to the consideration of being strong first, and suddenly rushed up, aiming at the stones to which the black shadows were attached, and kicked over.

At the next moment, something strange happened, and nothing happened on the black shadow on the hard rock that was attacked.

Anyway, Zhao Ping, who was doing nothing on the side, felt a stomachache and exclaimed.

The other three were strange. They looked at Zhao Ping'an. Zhao Ping knew the reason for their puzzled eyes, so he explained that I didn't know why. It seemed to have been kicked.

Qian Haoran frowned frantically to stop Hu Donglai who wanted to continue his offensive, and said, "Don’t mess up again, Hu Donglai, why don’t you just mess around with the situation, and it’s the best protection for us and yourself. ."

"Then what should we do now?" Hu Donglai asked anxiously. He is really terrified now.

Qian Haoran didn't know what to do. He only knew that the messy black things in front of him could not be attacked casually. If he attacked, he didn't know what terrible things would happen.

It was when several of them hesitated that a sudden and miserable cry made several of them jump at the same time.

When they looked over, they found that Li Shiyong, who had not spoken at all, had been entangled with numerous black objects.

When Zhao Ping'an and Hu Donglai wanted to go, Qian Haoran yelled: "Don't go, if you encounter that thing, you will die, and now run quickly, running is the only way."

Indeed, while the black objects are all focused on Li Shiyong, it is the best time to run.

The moment of their own safety is really involved. The other two didn't hesitate too much, they immediately followed Qian Haoran. ..

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