After getting closer, I found that the thing was covered with a greasy luster, and the things scattered everywhere, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it was... like small strips of flesh and blood...

A strange smell surged into my nose. Although I couldn't tell the smell, I had a vague premonition in my heart.

I didn't dare to get too close. After looking at it for a while, I thought about whether to wake up the fat man.

Turning around, the fat man slept very deeply. When I thought of the pools of blood that I had seen on the ground before, I gritted my teeth and decided to walk over and take a look.

After only two or three steps forward, the thing was already in front of me.

Only then did I see clearly that it seemed to be a slightly cyan, like flesh, with some mucus like wrinkles and fat on the surface.

A thought that almost made me sick suddenly appeared in my mind. As soon as this thought moved, I began to retreat unconsciously.

"Dog said, is this thing a gut?"

I frowned, but when I looked carefully, I felt that after the human intestines were pulled open, it would be like what I saw.

But how is this possible? Why does the intestine fall from that head... Could it be that in the dark, someone was cut open, and then these intestines slowly fall from his stomach...

Staring at the slightly shaking thing, I couldn't help it anymore, so I turned around and called Fatty.

The fat man slept so hard that I finally woke him up even though I shouted and shouted.

As soon as I opened my eyes, the fat man seemed to be unable to even speak, so I quickly handed him the kettle.

"Why, I, I've overslept?" The fat man drank half a pot of water and said in a daze.

"Wake up quickly and see what's there." I pointed at the long strip.

The fat man rubbed his eyes, then stretched his neck and looked over.

"Hey, hey! Then he seems to be a human intestine." After saying that, the fat man was shocked and he woke up completely.

I helped him up, and then the two of them walked over again.

"Are you sure this is a human intestine?" I glanced at it and asked the fat man again.

"You can't be wrong." The fat man frowned, "I used to have a friend who had a crushing fight. My stomach was cut by a mechanism in the ancient tomb. Is it because I helped him drag his intestines to escape from it."

After hearing this, I said, "Hey, why are the people who fight with you so unlucky?"

"How do I know, don't you damn me? Fatty is well-known in the industry." Fatty continued, "I think there must be a corpse on it."

I also know this, but after thinking about it, I still feel that the person above just fell intestines like this, and he would definitely not be able to survive. And this time, the only people who came in with us were Peanuts, Professor Chen and Zhuge Xuan... Could it be that one of the three of them who fell in these intestines?

I immediately told the fat man what I thought. The fat man had a serious expression and didn't speak.

After a long time, he spoke, "Or, let's pull this intestine and see if we can pull him off."

"Rug off?" My neck shrank, "You're crazy, why did you pull him off?"

"You don't understand. The total number of human intestines is only seven or eight meters. Look at this one, it must be at least ten meters. I guess even a peanut is so outrageous. Maybe that's not an individual."

"Didn't you just say it's a human intestine?" I asked.

"It looks very similar, but it's too long." said the fat man. "Anyway, no matter whether it's a human or something, the person above must not live long. Let's pull him down, and as long as the length of his intestines, you can judge the height above. If you really can't find the way out, then we can chisel the brick along this piece and climb up like rock climbing."

What the fat man said makes sense, but it is too risky. Just imagine, if the person above did not die, was seriously injured, and his intestines fell out, and we were twitching below, he would probably not let us go even if he was a ghost.

However, seeing that the intestines are hanging here for a long time without any movement, it would be a miracle to say that the person above can live.

And I am most afraid of this. I think if the person above is Professor Chen or Zhuge Xuan, and suddenly I see them falling from the top, I may be scared to death.

So we had a little argument. The fat man insisted on pulling him, so I stopped him and told him about my concerns. At the beginning, they expressed their opinions, but maybe after being held in this ghost place for a long time, the two of them gradually got into trouble.

"You are so timid, why are you still coming down?" said the fat man.

I suddenly became angry, "Damn, who dragged me here this time? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know where to drink coffee in Yanjing."

"Stop pretending to me. Since you are here, you have to listen to me and don't think about your own ability. With your timid style and want to do a revolution, you will definitely be the first to betray the organization."

I thought to myself, why are you talking about it? Why is this traitor? Just as I was about to return, suddenly, the intestine in front of us shook for a moment in front of us, and then it shook even harder.

Fatty and I immediately shut up. After waiting quietly for a while, we suddenly saw a big black mouse crawling down quickly along the intestine.

When the fat man saw it, he immediately said to me in the form of a winner: "See, the mouse has started biting it. What else do you have to say?"

I ignored the fat man. After the black-haired red-eyed rat crawled down, he lay on the ground and stared at me and the fat man motionlessly. After less than a few seconds, another red-eyed rat crawled down.

These things were instantly gnawed Yang Lang, and it was easy to deal with a few, but if dozens or hundreds of them appeared, we would be in trouble. And I'm not sure if there is a second giant rat here, and I don't know if the giant rat has something to do with these red-eyed rats.

If the giant rat was the mother or relative of these red-eyed rats, they might have siegeed to attack us in anger.

After the second red-eyed rat fell off, the movements on the intestines slowly stopped.

But for some reason, after these two red-eyed rats fell to the ground, they kept staring at us like this. Their eyes that seemed to be full of hatred and tyranny made me furrowed all over.

The fat man has a less temper than me. After looking at those two things for a while, he suddenly raised one foot and stepped on the forehead of a red-eyed rat.

My eyelids frowned, and I immediately saw the red-eyed rat's head being trampled by the fat man, and the blood and flesh were splattered on our equipment bag.

However, something even more frightening has just begun.

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After the fat man stepped on the red-eyed rat to death, he did not look proud at all. Because the red-eyed rat next to him never turned around and looked at his companions around him.

Even though the fat man made such a big noise, it still looked at us coldly with his bloody red eyes like before.

The fat man moaned, "Damn, I've seen so many people who don't want to live, and this is the first time that he is not afraid of death."

"Yanran." I stared at the red-eyed mouse and patted the fat man, "Let's go quickly."

The fat man spat hard, "Damn it, let's kill this thing if you want to leave."

After saying that, the fat man raised his legs and was about to step on it again. But as soon as he lifted his feet back, he suddenly fell back. The fat man seemed to have glanced at something in the corner of his eyes. When his body turned, he immediately muttered and cursed in his throat.

I turned my head and saw that my calves became weak.

At some point, the black-haired red-eyed rats were already covered with the smokeless stove light source. On the corridor and on the brick wall not far away, the red-eyed rats were crowded with red dots everywhere.

What's even more terrifying is that all of those things were tilted up their heads and stared at us gloomyly.

My scalp was about to explode, and the fat man's forehead was sweating coldly.

We didn't dare to move, just waiting for them to come like a tide. My heart was cold to the freezing point, and I felt that I would soon become like Yang Lang.

The fat man slowly moved to me and whispered: "Miss, you have to calm down. We can't act rashly now."

"I, I, I'm cold, calm down, don't mess around, you, you, don't do anything." I can no longer suppress my body's tremor.

"It really doesn't work, so let's jump into the corpse pit." said the fat man.

"Success, it's not, but you can't run later, you'll run too fast."

"Barring, if you don't run, will you still be alive?" The fat man seemed to have begun to prepare for a sprint.

"Then, that's not necessarily. Maybe those mice are coming to you."

"What?"

I continued, "You still have the brains of these red-eyed rats on your feet, and they have left evidence. I guess they will be the first to bite you later, but you are fat and healthy, and you will be enough to eat those things for ten minutes, so you have to cover me."

After hearing what I said, the fat man's pale face suddenly turned red with a hint of regret.

However, after a long stalemate, the tens of thousands of red-eyed rats were still not moving. The fat man and I couldn't help but wonder.

"Are you thinking about which of us first?" I asked the fat man in a low voice.

"Damn it's possible. Maybe I'm thinking of using Fatty as a big meal first, and then using you as a dessert."

I imagined the terrible scene of two people being bitten and blooming. I was anxious and said, "Why don't we throw something over and see if these mice have an appetite."

The fat man looked back at me, "Okay, you throw one hand first as a sacrifice, and we will kowtow to them. Maybe if these things are moved, we will let us go."

Faced with so many red-eyed rats and being trapped in such a place, the fat man and I knew that I had no choice. The nonsense I said was completely the black humor before dying.

But my heart suddenly moved and I couldn't help but look at the intestine hanging beside me.

My eyes turned and the fat man knew what I was thinking.

"You mean to pull the one above off and throw it to those rats?" the fat man whispered.

I gritted my teeth and slowly pointed my head.

The fat man looked at me a few times and also put his head a little bit. Then, we moved a little bit to the side in a tacit understanding. The fat man reached out and grabbed the greasy intestine, and pulled it slightly first.
Chapter completed!