Tomb Raiders Codex

Chapter 188 Headless Corpse

This scene happened so fast, the moment I fell, the people around me didn't even have time to look back, and then I heard a muffled bang, and my eyes went dark, as if the lid of the coffin was closed.Even though I am wearing a mask right now, I can still clearly feel the stale and corrupt atmosphere in the coffin.

I knew something was wrong, and after I fell into the coffin, I kicked the coffin lid without saying a word.

My physical strength has always been good. When I was a child, I worked on construction sites, and later I went to the mountains and the countryside to buy mountain goods. Even after I started a business, I spent a whole day pushing and changing cups, but I didn't give up on exercise.I exerted so much force on this kick that the entire coffin lid was kicked by me, making a muffled bang.

Kicked by me at the door, the coffin lid that had just been closed was pushed up with a crack, but the coffin was made of unknown material, and it was extremely heavy. Pressed back again.Taking advantage of this momentary gap, I discovered a phenomenon that shocked me, because through the crack of the coffin, I found that there was no one outside the coffin!
From when I was pulled into the coffin to when I kicked the coffin board, my reaction was very quick. I can guarantee that it will not exceed ten seconds.And before I entered the coffin, Gu Wenmin, Tofu and others were all standing beside the coffin, how could they disappear without a trace within ten seconds?Under normal circumstances, after discovering that I was trapped in the coffin, shouldn't everyone gather around the coffin and prepare to rescue me?

What about them?Where did people go?
These thoughts flashed through my mind, and it was only a momentary effort. In the next second, the entire coffin was tightly closed again.It was pitch black in the coffin, and the strange smell of corruption pierced through the gas mask and rushed straight to the head. Putting on the gas mask, I am afraid that I will be directly smoked to death!

As soon as this thought flashed across my mind, the hand that had been holding me all this time was moved from my chest to my face. Still holding on to the dagger, he didn't care so much at the moment, and immediately went to break his hands, planning to chop them off with the dagger as soon as he moved them away.

Unexpectedly, those two hands are so powerful, they are like two iron hoops, no matter how hard I try, I can't struggle away.In an instant, those hands touched my face. Even though I was separated by a gas mask, I still had an illusion, as if those hands covered in corpse oil were touching my skin.

The thing is too bizarre, the zongzi in the coffin has learned to sneak attack.I suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that those Fusang people who disappeared after entering the tomb did not find some secret passage, but were pulled into the coffin and killed?When I thought of this possibility, my hair stood on end, and I remembered the pattern on the coffin, and said to myself: These are actually nine coffins that can eat people. Is it a coincidence that there are figures with masks on the coffin, or is the coffin itself unique? question?

How could the ancients more than 2000 years ago engrave our shapes on the coffin in advance?

Something is wrong, this is beyond the scope of common sense, and I even wonder if all this is my hallucination.In the current situation, I can't think too much at all, and it's futile to think about it. The most important thing is going out right now.The next second, those hands touched my mask, and the next moment, I felt it take off my mask.

The moment I took off the gas mask, my reaction was to vomit.

No one can bear this smell, as if sleeping in a group of carrion corpses. In addition to the smell of carrion corpses, there is also a more unpleasant smell mixed together. There was a gas mask before, and the smell was still bearable , But when the gas mask was taken off by those hands, the smell that rushed into the nasal cavity directly irritated my throat and stomach, almost instantly, I turned my head and vomited.

How disgusting this situation is, how disgusting it is, the person started to vomit while lying down, and all the filth got on his face. I wanted to stop, but the smell kept rushing into my nose.

It was no longer simply unpleasant, but beyond the limit of the human body's sense of smell. In an instant, I couldn't help holding my breath, because I was sure that if the smell continued, I might not just vomit. , it is more likely to be smoked to death directly.

This shouldn't be a simple smell. This smell is like methane gas, which is constantly fermented and eventually produces toxic gas.This analogy should be more appropriate. The moment you close your breath, the feeling of vomiting will not be so obvious.The coffin was pitch black, and I didn't want to stay for a moment, but those hands kept touching my face, covering my face with corpse oil and original vomit.

I don't know how a normal person would react in this situation, probably as Tofu said, I'm already a complete pervert, so at this moment, apart from fear and nausea, my more thought is to resist, I'm not just sitting around waiting to die Many years of survival experience tell me that only by taking the initiative can we seize more opportunities.

Those hands pressed hard on my face, and their fingers even wanted to reach into my mouth. I gritted my teeth, and felt something pressed under my body.I can be sure that there is a person under my body, and it should be the rice dumpling that pulled me into the coffin.I was stimulated for a while just now, but now I felt dark, so I came up with a solution.

Dead corpses who attack people are evil spirits, commonly known as fraudulent corpses. The jargon for tomb robbers is hard rice dumplings, while invisible ghosts are generally called soft rice dumplings.

It is said that the reason why the hard zongzi can rise up is all because of the water and soil. If the water and soil are deep, the anger will not dissipate, and it will attack people when it rises.To put it simply, people have popularity, and ghosts have ghost breath.Zongzi cheated on the corpse, that is, he gained popularity and got angry.This anger may be due to the local water and soil, or it may be disturbed by living people. As long as you let go of that anger, the zongzi will naturally not dare to cause trouble.

This anger gathers in his throat, and it is easy to deal with it if he finds the right way.

These thoughts are only for a moment. I have experienced it for a long time. Now I have calmed down and no longer kicked the coffin lid in vain. Go to the neck of the zongzi.But this interlude, I actually missed it. Until then, I discovered the creepy thing that I had been ignoring all this time.

My current posture is equivalent to being pressed on a hard rice dumpling. It is under me and its hands are shackling me. It stands to reason that my head should also be resting on top of its head at this moment. It can even be said directly, The back of my head, maybe right up to its nose.Under normal circumstances, I should be able to feel the back of my head, because the human head is hard, and the head of the zongzi is even harder.But after inserting it for a while, I didn't insert it into Zongzi's neck, and I realized something was wrong... The back of my head was not placed on the corresponding person's head, but lying on a soft thing, like wrapping Corpse bedding and the like.

So... where did the head go?
Could it be that the rice dumpling on my back is actually a headless rice dumpling?

My heart was pounding, and my first reaction was that it was impossible, because it was clearly recorded in my grandfather's notebook that mutilated corpses could also be turned into zongzi, but there were three kinds of corpses that could not be lifted up. The "three not to catch" in the corpse chase have some similarities.In Grandpa's work notes, headless corpses cannot be faked, because they have no throat or mouth, and cannot hold back their anger.The corpses struck to death by lightning cannot be lifted up. Xiangxi Qushi believes that the souls of corpses struck to death by lightning will be scattered, so they cannot be driven away, but the view in Daodou circle is different.

Thunder is the righteousness of the heaven and the earth. There is a book that says: Thunder is angry and deters evil spirits, and it is the righteousness of the six qi.A corpse that has been struck by lightning will be filled with thunder energy. I don't know exactly what the thunder energy is, anyway, it is written in the notes anyway.With thunder energy wrapped in the corpse, no yin and yang energy could get close to it, so it was naturally impossible to blow up the corpse.

In addition to headless corpses and lightning corpses, the third type is capital punishment corpses, such as those who have their bones and ashes scattered, or those who were subjected to capital punishment during their lifetime, had their ears and eyes cut off, their feet and hands were cut off, and it is naturally difficult to raise their corpses.

However, now I clearly can't feel that the corpse under me has a head, so how could it kill me?

I keenly felt that something was wrong, but I didn't have so much time to think about what was wrong. The hands couldn't reach into my mouth, so they fell down my face.

I couldn't see anything now, my face was covered with corpse oil and filth, and I was holding my breath, but when I thought about smelling the coffin again, I didn't want to breathe, but at this moment, those hands He grabbed my neck violently.

The force was so great that it made people open their mouths and stare instantly. Not only did they suffocate, but the huge force caused severe pain in their throats.People will struggle instinctively at such moments, and I am no exception. While struggling, the dagger in my hand stabs downwards, but the corpse below does not feel pain, and the dagger is completely useless, and I Can't find its neck.

In pain and despair, I thought to myself: Is this really a headless corpse? Could it be that I am going to be buried in its hands today?
Immediately afterwards, I thought of Gu Wenmin and the others, and couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. I said in my heart: If something happens to me, Gu Wenmin and Tofu will definitely not leave it alone, but until now no one has opened the coffin. It must have been a disaster.I thought of the weird nine coffins again, and couldn't help but have a terrible guess: Could it be that they, like me, have also been pulled into the coffin?

No, no.I can't die.

One, I don't want to die, and two, I have to save them.But now I can't protect myself, what should I do?
Before, I was afraid of the smell and didn't dare to breathe, but now I can't breathe even if I want to. While struggling, I endured the great pain of being strangled by the neck, and I quickly held my breath to the limit, and the strength of my hands became stronger and stronger. It was getting weaker and weaker, and the lungs seemed to be about to explode.

(End of this chapter)