Chapter 78: Escaping the buried land (8)

Bloody ...
Luo Jian opened his eyes violently, full of panic and anxiety. He crawled up from the ground with wolverines, kneeling down, holding his own knife tightly in his right hand, and watching the surrounding environment vigilantly.
He thought he was still in that narrow and closed passage. He thought he hadn't succeeded in killing the enemy. He even dreamed that he was dead. However, whether it was true or not, it could bring him a huge impact.
However, Luo Jian soon found that he was no longer in the narrow aisle. He is now in a relatively spacious small burial chamber. In fact, it is not that spacious. It is not particularly spacious. There is only one coffin in this small cemetery. The free space outside the coffin was only enough for two people to walk side by side, and when Luo Jian woke up, he was lying beside the coffin.
Luo Jian did not move on his knees. He looked around the surrounding environment and determined that he was not in danger. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After the initial tension, he soon felt a tingling pain in his neck. He felt his neck, but he felt the bandage around his neck.
bandage?
Luo Jian was stupid for a long time, and suddenly remembered that when he and the enemy, the clown, and him were in the narrow passage, Luo Jian, at that time, almost used the same thought to exhaust all the things he could use. Power, want to kill the enemy! When Luo Jian waved his sword to cut the clown's carotid artery directly, the enemy took the same approach as him!
According to Luo Jian at the time, a high-altitude fall and a lot of blood loss, even if the enemy has no ability to die, he can definitely ruin him! In this way, at least it can also achieve the role of containment and reduce some threats to its own team.
At this point, Luo Jian did not want to die easily, and he had used all the methods at the time, but it is conceivable that he had been forced into what kind of situation, forcing him to take his own life .
But when he woke up so suddenly, Luo Jian found that he was not dead. He appeared in an inexplicably small cemetery. There was only one coffin in the cemetery to accompany him, and even a bandage was wrapped around his neck. Obviously ... someone saved him.
Who saved me?
Luo Jian could not help turning over his clothes. He was still wearing that tattered and cut out ancient costume. There were no more or less things on his body. The hunter took all the equipment that Luo Jian should have. Even his clothes were taken away. (Actually, his weapon was also replaced.) Although Luo Jian has not been able to figure out why the other party did this.
Luo Jian now has only two things from the coffin in the main tomb, a scroll that has been inserted around his waist, and a half piece of jade pendant hanging around his neck to let the coal fly.
It can be said that Luo Jian's situation is particularly bad. It is so bad that he is alone. He has no props to protect himself except for weapons. Even in a panic, he is lost. There was nothing in this huge tomb that could show him the way-wait?
Luo Jian suddenly thought of something, and rolled out the scroll from his waist.
In the note of the secret room, there was such a note: Ink portrait of the owner of the tomb.
"Ink portrait." Luo Jian muttered to himself, turning the scroll to look at it, and could not help frowning. This scroll doesn't really look very special. It is a portrait of a man in a period costume and hat, sitting in a chair with a straight face, and without much expression on his face.
Luo Jian stared at the portrait for a long time. This portrait was a painting, and there was no simple portrait like an inscription. Luo Jian looked up and looked left and right. He couldn't see anything in the painting, and the scroll was particularly old, the paper was yellow, and the ink lines were blurred in some places.
Luo Jian pondered for a long time and sighed, but then he paused and seemed to think of something. He began to study the axis of the scroll, that is, the axis of the axis of the scroll. The ancients seemed to like to hide things in it. Then Luo Jian turned out something.
"A piece of rag." Luo Jian said, shaking the cloth strips in his hand, and some inexplicable lines were drawn on the cloth strips, oh ... if you look closely, you will find that it is not drawn, but stitches and lines. There are not only the lines but also some small characters that cannot be understood.
Luo Jian quickly discovered that the typeface or pattern on the rag was incomplete, which meant that it was likely to be part of a broken map.
As for where the other maps are, the answer is probably to come from the enemy.
Luo Jian shoved the rag into his arms, and touched a half piece of jade pendant on his neck, then stood up and began to look for a way out in this small burial chamber. He couldn't stay here all the time. past.
However, Luo Jian just stood upright, and suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him. It was very sudden and scared Luo Jian to take a nap. Then he realized that someone was standing behind him and talking.
"You're awake," the man said.
Luo Jian did not even know when he was standing behind him.
So he immediately turned around and looked back! It was only found that a man emerged out of thin air by the side of the coffin, sitting on the coffin cover with his back to Luo Jian, wearing a black hoodie, a hat on his head, his back to Luo Jian, and sitting with his head cross-legged . When Luo Jian saw this man, he felt an overwhelming surprise, because the tomb was relatively small, the surrounding objects were almost unobstructed, and there was no place for the Tibetans. Where did the goods come from? from?
Luo Jian was puzzled, but he soon realized that he had a clever idea. This is probably the effect of the portable secret room, which was previously in his portable secret room! So when he popped up suddenly, it would give a feeling of appearing out of thin air.
Having figured this out, Luo Jian cheered himself up, trying to maintain his inhuman calmness, and asked, "Who are you?"
Although Luo Jian asked who the other party was, in fact, at that moment, he had already made many speculations about the identity of this unexpected guest! The hunters are said to be unable to speak, so it can be ruled out that the only thing left is ... the enemy, or the new teammate who has never met.
When Luo Jian pretended to be dead in the coffin, although he could not see the exact faces of those enemies, he still silently remembered the voice and tone of the group of people talking.
However, the voice of this person is not the same as the voice of any enemy that Luo Jian has heard before. It is not the low, dull voice of the vampire captain, nor the rough voice of the strong man. Naturally, it will not be a scalpel. The clown, otherwise, Luo Jian would have been stabbed for a long time; of course, it would be even more impossible to be the female voice of that long-haired woman.
So Luo Jian speculates that there are only two options left. One, this person is the last enemy member who has not yet seen it. Second, he is the new teammate in Luo Jian's team.
In fact, from the current environment and situation, the second option is the most likely, otherwise Luo Jian died early instead of standing here. Obviously, he was saved by this new teammate.
Sure enough, the new teammate turned his head slightly, revealing a small half of his face, and said to Luo Jian: "My code name is Apocalypse. As for my name ... Oh, I have forgotten my name, you can call me ghost, this It's my nickname. "
The voice of the other party was a bit low, but Luo Jian found that the voice was familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He felt it necessary to look at the other party. face.
"Can you turn around?" Luo Jian said.
The new teammate seemed hesitant for a while, and couldn't help sighing. He jumped off the coffin, turned around, and faced Luo Jian.
Luo Jian felt his heart suffocate for a moment. At that instant there was a terrible illusion of being unable to breathe, and he said in amazement, "Is it you?"
The ghost of the back room.
The man Luo Jian once saw in front of his uncle's shop, according to him, he had signed a life-long contract with the back room and became the ghost of the back room, which is also always guessed by Luo Jian. This man, I am afraid, is Luo Jian his My cousin has been missing for nearly two decades.
"We seem to have met again. It's really good." The cousin's temperament Wenbin Bin feels very gentle, and there are two cute dimples when he smiles, but when he doesn't smile, the straight face under the brim makes him look very handsome. people. After a long time interval, Luo Jian's impression of his cousin was obscured when he was young. At this moment, he feels strange and familiar to his lost and loved ones.
"You're the apocalypse?" Luo Jian didn't know how to call each other. It really felt uncomfortable to nickname his ghost called ghost, but when he called his brother, Luo Jian really couldn't open the mouth for a while. In particular, it seems that the other party has lost all his memories of 'reality', that is, he simply does not remember Luo Jian as his younger brother.
"I am the apocalypse." My cousin answered him.
"But you didn't tell me before that you are a ghost. Ghosts do n’t have the right to return to reality. But becoming an apocalypse must accept the final test, and the test can be returned to reality. In this case, how can the secret room make you an apocalypse By?"
Luo Jian's statement seemed to make this ghost smile with an unknown meaning, and replied: "The person who told you this information obviously did not say everything. The apocalypse does return to reality as long as it successfully completes the final trial, but like me This kind of player who has no right to return to reality, if he can successfully complete the trial, and the secret room cannot send me back to reality, it will be changed to-fulfill my one wish, except all wishes to return to reality. "
"So it is." Luo Jian understood: "You came for that wish."
After being silent for a while, Luo Jian took the liberty to ask, "Can I ask you?"
"Say it."
"What kind of wish?"
The voice of the ghost talking was very light, it seemed to be hopeful, and the expression was particularly gentle: "It's very simple, just to cancel the life-long contract, and change from a ghost to an ordinary player again. In this way, my reality can come back, and I can Go see my loved one and no longer be alone. "
Luo Jian didn't know how to answer him. After so many years, he suffered various struggles between life and death, and finally mobilized his courage to challenge this so-called final trial. What he wanted was actually such a simple wish. He didn't want immortality. , Do not want to be extremely powerful, do not need to be invincible, do not need to be invincible, do not have so many , just want to return to the original precious ... family.
Luo Jian wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. He asked his ghost with a dumb voice, "Can I call your brother?"
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