The horror on the monk's face made Jiang Zhenyu realize something. He turned his head slowly, and a dry face was facing him. The distance between the tips of the two noses was no more than two inches. Jiang Zhenyu could even clearly see the sand scattered in the gray gums and the empty nostrils due to the shaking.

"ah!"

Jiang Zhenyu screamed heart-wrenchingly like a little girl with a daisy blown, pushed away the mummy on her shoulders, which was set up as a companion, and stumbled her hands and feet and used them to escape.

The mummy that he pushed away was wearing broken nail armor, and the dry flesh was tightly wrapped around the bones. It was ugly, terrifying and ugly. The only thing to be thankful is that perhaps it was a long time ago, the mummy no longer had any unbearable smell, and it just exuded a faint smell of decay.

Its head was actually wearing a copper melon and skin hat. Although it was already ragged, it can be seen that it once existed as a protective product. Perhaps because of the death of its owner, it was stuck with its dry scalp.

The thick leather armor on the mummy's body, which was inlaid with a large number of copper nails to increase protection, was almost rotten because of time. It was hung on the mummy's thin body in a sparse and tattered body, like a beggar's robes. Under the open front, you can see the mummy's flat chest and fishbone-like rib profile. In the abdomen that had rotten belly, you can even see the shriveled internal organs and large intestines...

This mummy brother's appearance is not necessary to act in a horror movie, but it is a bit tingling when he appears in this dark and weird underground ruin.

The mummy, pushed away by Jiang Zhenyu, stood up and stumbled backwards. After hitting the dusty stone wall, it made a dull sound, shaking down a whirl of sand. It also staggered forward two steps again due to its rebound force and pounced down.

If it was just to pounce, then it was not worth the use of words to describe it. It is speculated that this mummy brother must have been a romantic guy during his lifetime, because after it pounced down, he was pressing down on Brother Jiang who was sitting down because of his weak legs, kicking his legs randomly, and retreating with the power of his hands. He suddenly pushed him down gorgeously, causing Brother Jiang to scream again.

The monks and big heads around him, Lao K, were stunned by this sudden situation, and stared at Brother Jiang who was "pushed down" by Brother Mummy and struggled desperately, but Brother Mummy's arms just wrapped around his neck, and his head was snuggling to the crotch of his neck.

I don’t know if it was too panic or what, but it should be very light. Brother Jiang couldn’t get rid of it no matter how hard he struggled. The sad screams of the crying of the person who saw him became weaker and weaker. Finally, he actually twitched all over, foamed at the mouth and rolled his eyes and fainted.

Everyone woke up and rushed up to help pull. In the chaos, Brother Jiang, who had fainted, didn't know that he was kicked heavily by the reckless ghost. Now he was even more completely dizzy.

When everyone suppressed their fear and disgust, they pulled the mummy on Brother Jiang's body aside and dragged him out. The monk holding the torch suddenly saw the soft-headed brother Jiang's neck dripping blood. He pointed to the wound and screamed in horror: "Be careful! Brother Jiang is bitten by the mummy!!!"

When everyone was holding Brother Jiang up and supporting him, the conditioned reflex hand trembled, and he shrank his hands as if he had touched a hot potato. The poor brother Jiang fell down again with his feet facing the sky, and the back of his head was heavily touching the stone slab on the ground.

At this time, Lao K reacted, waved his hand in a furious way and gave the monk a scratch on the back of his head, cursing: "I x! I accidentally ate it! Do you think it's a Resident Evil!"

Facts have proved that in such strange environments, don't talk nonsense, because you never know whether your crow mouth's strength will be amplified by some mysterious power.

Just as the monk was holding the back of his head aggrievedly and was about to tell the difference, he suddenly became petrochemical and froze again. His eyes were staring at the ground behind everyone's back. The torch in his hand fell to the ground, smashing a dazzling spark, but fortunately it was not extinguished.

When Lao K was about to give him another scratch on the back of his head, everyone who had just had experience suddenly reacted and turned around slowly, and saw the mummy behind him that was pushed away by everyone, as if he was performing the scene of "The Return of the Mummy", slowly, crooked and tilted his head, supported his body with his dry arms, and shaking up.

At this moment, everyone had no reaction. Look at me, I look at you, and suddenly a whale sound that was comparable to the perfect harmony. Amid the high decibel screams, the mummy suddenly raised his head, opened his bloody mouth and roared silently, lifted his stiff arms and rushed towards them.

"Ah! Don't come! Don't come!" The messy players shouted in horror, waving their weapons in their hands in an attempt to stop the approaching mummy. The copper knife, which was not originally heavy, was also extremely heavy because of excessive fear and weak limbs.

On the contrary, the monk who was the least courageous among the voyeurs suddenly made a reminder to everyone. He bent down and grabbed the torch that fell on the ground, and let out a scream like a man like Mount Tai, "Ah~ Ah~~" and left. Although everyone was surprised that he still remembered to grab the lighting tools on the ground in this situation. It was really a bit "confused in the face of danger", but no one was in the mood to praise him at the moment, and screamed in a collective Mount Tai and left with the fire light in front of him.

After the formation was chaotic, the stairwell became quiet, and even the mummy brother stumbled and ran away with a group of professional players. But did everyone forget something? Uh, what did you forget?

The chaotic escapers followed the monk holding the torch in a panic, but the remains buried in the desert seemed extremely huge, and there was no end to run. The crisscrossing corridors and rooms, the stairs up and down and the suspended bridge corridor formed a huge underground maze like spiders. Not long after, everyone completely lost their sense of direction.

Everyone was carrying huge animal skin backpacks on their backs, full of items they wanted to explore. In a panic, they actually forgot to discard them to reduce weight. They carried them foolishly for half an hour, which was equivalent to a marching force. Although the players of "Alien World" had the consumption replacement function of the matrix system to reduce fatigue, they were not unlimited. A large amount of physical energy consumption will greatly consume the carbon matrix and carbon energy in their bodies. Not many people will receive warnings from the Pas device.

The one who was tired was Big Head. He was the biggest and the animal skin rucksack he carried was the largest and heaviest. In addition, he was greedy to pull the heavy hammer stick he had just picked up and was reluctant to throw it away. Is "Piaotian Literature Registered Member Recommendation" heavy? However, with the backpack weighing about 20 kilograms on his back, he ran away in anger and landed at the end.

Gradually, everyone could not run anymore, just moving their legs mechanically. The big head couldn't stand it first, and moved forward step by step with a hammer stick. The chest and lungs were burning. Every time they took a breath, they felt a suffocating. The ears were buzzing, and the mouth was dry and there was no saliva at all.

"Don't...don't run!" Big Head screamed in a hoarse voice, but the guys in front seemed to have lost their hearing and moved forward troughly. Big Head was furious and took off the hammer stick in his hand and the backpack on his back and threw it on the ground. He sat on the ground, tickled his mouth hard, swallowed twice and wet his throat, then thrust his throat and said, "Fuck! I said don't run away!"

This worked, and everyone finally heard his voice. While struggling forward with a ferocious face, they turned around and glanced at him. They saw that the big head was sitting far away, and the scary mummy had long known where he had been thrown.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, the people who relaxed and sat on the ground. After resting for a while, Datou rubbed his hammer stick and backpack against everyone. He threw down the things in his hands and said in annoyance: "Damn it! You guys, why are you guys doing so hard? That thing is probably a low-level monster! Let's kill it!?"

"You...you are so embarrassed to say it!" Old Kniu swallowed his throat panting and said unhappily: "Did you run away with your life even if you don't? Why don't you turn back and fuck it?"

Big head, who was choked, opened her mouth, sat down dejectedly, muttered, "It's all for those horror movies I watched, aren't you not used to it..."

The mummy's movements are actually not fast, and it can even be said to be slow. They threw it away as soon as they ran out of their legs, but everyone was afraid to look back? The horror fantasies caused by the horror movies I've watched in reality scared the men and women, and they only knew to bury their heads and run wildly.

When I just ran away, I was in a panic. Now I was free. Everyone looked around and found that they had run to the second floor of a huge patio-style hall. This huge hall was half the size of a stadium. It was surrounded by a terrace-style platform, and in the middle was an empty patio. There was a gray ceiling. There was a faint light at the entrance of the cave in the center of the ceiling.

Big Head's eyes lit up, pointed to the ceiling and shouted: "There is light! It seems that it is close to the ground there!!"

Everyone was energetic when they heard this and got up from the ground. The monk shouted excitedly: "Brother Jiang! What should we do now? Look up?"

No one answered.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looked back and forth in the crowd, and suddenly they sweated heavily! They accidentally threw Brother Jiang away.

Will the mummy move unfastly and unable to catch up with the running people, will they look back to find Brother Jiang who has fainted?

The officials were guilty and looked at each other in a hurry. As the No. 2 leader in the team, Lao K said immediately: "Go! Go back to find Brother Jiang!" No matter whether he can find it or not, at least he must be upright. If Brother Jiang wakes up, he will find that everyone is unfaithful and throw him alone in the dark place...

Shivering with chills, the group of people quickly got up and carried their equipment, preparing to follow Lao K back to find Brother Jiang, but Lao K, who had just run the route, was stunned.

"Alien World" is now in its state, everything is primitive, with only bases and camps with technological equipment that are super-era, and players only have Pas watches that are still high-tech. Although wearing animal skins and wearing a personal auxiliary system that is super-era, the real-life map recording function of the Pas device at least prevents players from getting lost.

But their crazy run just now, except for leaving a curved line like an earthworm on the map, they actually ran to the top of their position, and the light spot that represented Brother Jiang was just under their feet!

I have to go straight down from this patio-style hall and find the road to the stairwell I just was located from below. If I return as usual, I don’t know how many detours I have to take.

Without caring about saving the torch, Lao K pulled out the torch from his backpack and lit it in the monk's hand, held it up and walked towards the edge of the patio platform. I don't know if the platform around the patio was because it was old or there was no fence at all. The area near the edge was empty. Lao K approached carefully, half-squatted down and poked his head out to take a look, and was startled on the spot!

Perhaps it was because of the faint light coming out from the depression above the ceiling top that made the huge hall dim, but it could vaguely see objects. After Lao K stuck his head out, he actually saw the hall below lying all over the floor, and the number was small, thousands!

"Corpses" are actually not completely correct, because they were old, and the corpses lying in the sand and dust had already turned into dry bones and mummies. However, those big or small bones were obviously fighting during their lifetime. The fragmented bones and weapons and armor scattered around showed the tragic battle at that time.

This remains buried in the desert and the numerous human mummies and skeletons show that there was once civilization on this colonial planet No. 1, but for some reason, they all perished, and only the primitive indigenous people remained reproductive and surviving.

He leaned over to look at the monk, swallowed with difficulty, and said, "We want to go down? Do you think those skeletons and mummies will jump up?"

"It shouldn't be? There are not so many monsters..." Lao K was not sure, but Datou said carelessly: "I'm afraid of hair! I didn't react just now and was scared. In fact, according to our strength, it's not easy to destroy a slow mummy skeleton or something? Let's say it first! If you encounter a monster again later, you won't be allowed to run away!"

All the players were a little ashamed. After "Alien World" opened the combat skills system, professional players who planned to take the combat adventure route uniformly studied and strengthened combat skills. Although the degree of strengthening is not high due to the limitations of the carbon matrix in the body, and not many combat skills are learned due to the limitations of contribution, they can at least fight. They usually lead ordinary players under the "ET" studio to do tasks and fight a lot of primitive animals. It is obviously much better than them in reality. If you really want to fight, three or five people are not a problem and you can't catch up with Bruce Lee. At least you can be considered a training student.

However, when faced with these ugly corpses, it is difficult for them to change their mindset at once. It is not good to be too real. They dare to fight with living wolves or players, but they may not dare to face these ugly corpses.

After reacting, I suppressed my psychological fear. I think these slow bones are not as dangerous as the flexibly wolves. Although popularized military fists, Sanda and equipment fighting techniques are big street players, they are always much more powerful than the brick kitchen knife tactics of street gangsters.

Lao K did not agree with Big Head's point of view, and gave him a blank look and said, "It doesn't matter if one or two are there, there are thousands below! If they jump up at the same time, the sea of ​​skeletons will crush us to death, so it's better to be careful!"

Whether it is the fantasy film and television works that have been seen in reality or in magic novels, monsters like skeletons are all cannon fodder levels, but it is obvious that no matter what things they are, they will not be so easy to deal with once they are more numerous. Besides, the bone shelves under the patio, which are half buried in the sand, are not only normal human size, but also big guys who are much larger than human skeletons. I don’t know what animal is left behind. If you jump, that head alone is scary enough.

However, after carefully studying the real-life map on the Pas, Lao K found that if you return according to the original path, it would take about half an hour to walk, and it would take only five minutes to go down from the patio to return to the near the stairwell just now... This patio hall should be the center of this desert ruins building.

Since the route has been decided, everyone put down the excess package on their bodies to avoid hindering their movements in case of a battle. There is a passage leading to the lower side on all sides of the second floor of the patio. When the players carefully touched it, they also found some scattered skeletons and mummies on the platform, but there was no sign of standing up. It seems that not every skeleton and mummies have the ability to move.

In case, the big heads with heavy hammer rods in their hands pounded the skeletons on the road one by one to make sure that they would not stand up and attack from behind after they passed by.

Everyone seemed to have not considered why these skeletons and mummies had the ability to move, and they also attacked people. Although they had never seen them before, they naturally believed that it was appropriate for skeletons and mummies to have the ability to move.

If you ask them why, maybe they will answer you in surprise: "What's so strange about the skeletons in the game moving?" There are too many film and television works, novels and games in reality, which provide players with a lot of reasons to convince themselves that any incredible thing can be easily found.

"Wow!" The monk bent down quickly and took off a very delicate helmet from his skeleton's head. He went up and smelled it. After feeling that there was no strange smell, he put it on his head, which made the brothers around him feel chills.

Brother, although it is normal to remove equipment from monsters, "Another World" is a real virtual reality game. The thing is worn on the skeleton's head. According to theoretical speculation, it should be that after the skeleton died, the body gradually rotted, leaving only the bones left behind. You can wear it on your head without washing it...

A strange picture appeared in everyone's mind: pus, rotten meat, maggots...

The monk quickly took off a full set of equipment from the skeleton, rubbed it in the sand and put it on his body. Everyone reacted. After going down, there were thousands of skeletons lying down. Even if they didn't stand up, if some of them stood up, they might not be able to resist it. Although the equipment on these skeletons was broken, they were all metal armors. After so many years of buried in the sand, they had not oxidized, which proved that they still had certain protective capabilities.

Most of the weapons and armor scattered in the sand are broken or oxidized to see their original shapes. Some will scatter into piles of debris when they reach out to grab them, but there are still a few that are basically well preserved, such as the set of equipment that the monk was plundering first.

This is a set of chain mail, made of a metal alloy similar to copper or something. The metal rings of fingernails are combined together to form a fishnet-like clothing. At first glance, it looks a bit like a T-shirt, but on the right shoulder are inlaid with pieces of metal pieces the size of a palm. The overall weight is more than ten pounds. Only a few places have some copper rings falling off, which are still complete.

The copper helmet taken off the skeleton's head was well preserved, but the layer of animal skin or some other pad inside had corroded and was a little big on the head. However, the monk took off the vine helmet on his head and adjusted it a little, and actually stuffed it into the copper helmet, which was just the size. After the vine helmet was covered with another layer of copper helmet, it was a bit heavy, but it was safe!

The chain armor like a knitted T-shirt was directly put on the vine armor on his body by the monk. The timid monks and the fear of death suddenly jumped to several levels. The vine helmets commonly produced at No. 1 advance base. Although the defense of the vine armor cannot withstand metal weapons, it is better because of its light weight and good elasticity. Adding such a layer of chain armor outside will not cause mobility inconvenience.

The weapon used by the skeleton during his lifetime seemed to be a wooden handle wolf-tooth hammer. The wooden handle was no longer useful, but the black and spherical hammer head was well preserved. After picking it up and weighing it, the monk suddenly remembered the short metal handle that he had just broken off from the wall. He pulled it out of his belt and gestured to the handle hole on the hammer head. It was almost the same size. He stuffed the short metal handle in, held the short handle and kowtowed it a few times. Relying on the weight of the hammer head, they fit the two together, and it was just right!

The monk waved a few times and added a wolf tooth hammer about two feet long after the short metal handle. The sea urchin-shaped sphere weighing five or six kilograms and a metal short handle weighing one or two kilograms. It was just right to wave it. This guy's sharp hammer head was probably much more lethal than the copper knife that was also only two feet long, so the monk gave up the copper knife he carried with him and inserted the wolf tooth hammer into his back waist.

Everyone was a little jealous, especially the two main battle tanks, Lao K and Datou, but they were too big. If they were wearing chain armor on the thin monk, they would probably be fine if they were naked. They would probably be a little panicked when they put it outside the rattan armor, so they had to resist the urge to grab it.

With monks taking the lead, the voyeurs no longer avoid using dead things. While walking down, they plundered the spoils of the dead skeletons in the stairs leading to the patio.

Fortunately, the time before these skeletons died was indeed a bit long. The equipment taken off them looked quite clean. At most, they were rubbed in the sand to comfort themselves and were trapped by the vocational players. The group seemed to have entered the treasure house, and they were plundering the items on the skeletons. They found that they were better and they took them off and threw them away.

Even though they were not much preserved, after walking down from the zigzag passage that was more than ten floors high, all the twelve voyeurs changed into strange-shaped equipment. They were reluctant to throw away the copper knives they replaced, and they couldn't bear to throw away the good metal defense they picked up. As a result, after they walked down, everyone carried them on their backs. The things they carried were heavier than the animal skin and backpack they left on it. Not to mention fighting, it would probably be a problem to walk in a while.

As they had no choice but to pile the collected equipment at the entrance of the passage, intending to take some of it away and pick it up if they could take away some of it when they left.

"Okay! Be careful!" Old K's muffled voice came from a full-covered cylinder helmet. This was what he had just picked up at the corner. It was not the skull that he had imagined. It should have fallen from the unlucky ghost during the battle. He was wearing a scale armor composed of small scales of iron sheets. Unfortunately, the scales were almost rotten. Only the scales above the shoulders and chest were still intact. The scales on the abdomen were probably oxidized and loosened, and they were directly broken. As soon as he walked around, he would jingle down from time to time. It was not that he could not find the complete one, but that there was no suitable one for him to put outside the rattan armor. Even if the armor was kept intact, the soft padding inside had long been corroded. If he didn't wear rattan armor, he would probably not have to use enemy attacks. He fainted because of excessive blood loss.

After being reminded by Lao K, Zhongye Wan finally resisted the urge to go to the pile of skeletons to flip through the treasures, and mentioned the new weapon they just found and carefully guarded. Now the most urgent task is to find Brother Jiang who was lost by them first. After finding Brother Jiang, he will come back and make a comeback. However, I hope Brother Jiang is still alive...

From where they were to the passage leading to the stairwell just now, we had to pass through the entire patio and glance at the pile of pale skeletons half buried in the sand. Everyone couldn't help but feel a little furry.

There was no quiet sound around, only the sound of slapping and heavy breathing made by a group of twelve people walking on the sand, and the sound of rupture made by occasionally stepping on the crisp dry bones, which puts a lot of mental pressure on people.

If a bunch of monsters rushed out around, everyone might feel better, but now walking in the courtyard hall full of bones, there is no movement. If you don’t know that these bone racks and dried salted fish might jump up and bite them, it would be fine. However, the dried salted fish that had bitten Brother Jiang just now was chasing them and ran out of the second miles, which made everyone suspicious of everything, and they were very suspicious of a skeleton beside you would jump up and attack them.

In the center of the quadrilateral patio hall is a pyramid-shaped platform slightly higher than the ground, or the altar, which is more appropriate. Wherever there are the most scattered equipment, the players even saw a sharp sword shining with cold light stuck on the stone slab, but where there are the most dense skeletons, there are at least a dozen layers of layers, and they dare not go over easily.

After passing the altar, they got closer and closer to the entrance of the passage opposite. Everyone who had not noticed skeletons jumping up slowly breathed a sigh of relief. The monk walking in the middle of the team couldn't help but turn his head and look at the long sword inserted into the stone slab on the steps beside the altar. It must be very sharp if it can be inserted into the stone slab. Could it be a "magic weapon"?

Accidents often happen inadvertently, otherwise it would not be called accidents. The monk who looked back at the sword had just turned around. The sand in front of him suddenly flipped up, and a skeleton sat up suddenly. The jaw, which had a large half of his teeth, was even ridiculed in front of the monk, "click! Click!" opened and closed a few times, and then enthusiastically hit the monk's navel, three inches below the monk's navel. He chewed heavily at the monk's vital point in a standard "deep throat". The force was so strong that he even blew the remaining half of his teeth!

The monk screamed "Ao~~!" and felt that he was shooting himself on the spot. The hot water flowed. The short hammer of the wolf teeth in his hand subconsciously swung it backwards to smash the skeleton that was "deep throat". If you want to say how heavy the skeleton is really gnawing, the monk screamed was not so much because of the pain, but we don't know what the skeleton will be like if he continues to use this hammer, but he must have a shattered fracture!

Fortunately, the brother walking behind the monk couldn't bear to "stop himself" and took the hammer with his head righteously. After a "bang!", the guy behind him didn't say anything, "Gudong!" and fell down with blood flowing down!

The old k and big head in front were hooted by the monk behind them, and they jumped up in fear. Although they said they were not afraid or afraid, but in a state of concentration, who could bear the sniffing behind your neck?

When the two turned around, they happened to see the monk arching his waist and ass frozen there. Not only was his pale face full of "**" but he was holding a short wolf-tooth hammer that had just killed a brother. In shock, Big Head roared: "Monkey, run away! I'll save you!!!" As he said that, he swung the hammer stick in his hand and smashed the skeleton that was still pressing against the monk's crotch!

He slowly looked down at the crotch. The monk was about to faint when he turned his eyes, but a scream from behind scared him and jumped forward more than two meters away from the gap between Big Head and Old K.

In fact, they were also scaring themselves. The unlucky monk just stepped on the pelvis of the skeleton under the sand layer. Under the leverage, he suddenly stepped on the other person.
To be continued...