Chapter 900 Trap
Although Fatty Huaiyi didn't know why, after getting in touch with him during this time, the two subconsciously chose to carry out Jiang Cheng's words.
But just when the three of them worked together to pull Gongsun Zhiruo up, a strange scene happened. No matter how hard the three of them tried, the rope could not stop falling.
Oops...
The fat man's face turned pale. The current situation was completely beyond his imagination. The force coming from the rope pulled them towards the crack little by little, as if they were tied to the other end of the rope. Not Gongsun Zhiruo, but another one, something they couldn't compete with.
"Let go!" Someone shouted at them at the top of their lungs.
It's Shangmo.
He watched helplessly as the three of them got closer and closer to the crack. If they moved further forward, Jiang Cheng, who was furthest ahead, would fall.
But Jiang Cheng ignored it. He kept staring at the swaying light spot under the crack. Huaiyi originally planned to let go, but now the situation was obvious. Zhou Yuxuan was afraid that it was over, so he went to save people. Gongsun Zhiruo also had a situation, and the probability of being able to withdraw safely was very small, but the only thing he was worried about was that if he let go, Jiang Cheng and Fatty would be pulled down immediately, so Jiang Cheng didn't say let go, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on. With.
The light spots below were still drawing circles at a fixed speed. After looking at them for a long time, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. He discovered something terrible.
The circle drawn by this light spot is a bit exaggerated.
Normally speaking, when a person draws a circle with his arm, the diameter of the circle produced by the circular motion of the fingertips will not exceed 2 meters due to the length of the arm. However, the diameter of the circle below is probably 4. 5 meters.
After this conversion, the arm length of the "person" below who fell and asked for help must be more than 2 meters.
Although there is no accurate reference object and there will be errors in judging only by the size of the light spot, Jiang Cheng was still shocked by such exaggerated proportions.
The guy below is definitely not Zhou Yuxuan!
This is a trap!
The huge force coming from the other end of the rope and the rope constantly falling down are enough to prove this.
Just when Jiang Cheng was making his last effort, suddenly, a shout came from not far away, "Close your eyes!"
Following that, there was a muffled sound of "bang" , the darkness in front of them was dispelled by a flash of red. If Jiang Cheng and the other three hadn't been prepared, they would have been blinded instantly.
A red signal shot into the depths of the fissure at a tricky angle, instantly illuminating a large area.
The next second, the exposed scene made everyone take a breath.
I saw below the crack, on a platform created by the breakage of the ice, squatting on a humanoid figure that looked like a mummy. The exposed skin showed a strange blue-gray color, holding up a huge withered head. Stare at them.
What’s even more frightening is that the mummy’s exaggerated body shape is close to 3 meters high even when squatting on the ground. Moreover, the mummy is holding a severed arm in its hands that are constantly making circles. Inside the palm of the severed arm, there is a tight Clutching a glowing mobile phone.
No one saw the missing Zhou Yuxuan, but everyone knew that Zhou Yuxuan was dead, and the broken arm belonged to him.
This mummy is a starving ghost!
There were some yellow rags wrapped around it, and there seemed to be writing on them, just like the ones Cicada was holding in his hand.
The sudden light was obviously beyond the mummy's expectation. It immediately covered its eyes and continued to retreat, finally disappearing into a deeper crack.
Where the starving ghost squatted before, there was a fragmented corpse left.
Shortly after the starving ghost disappeared, the blizzard gradually lightened up, and surprisingly, Gongsun Zhiruo was still alive. The three people from Jiangcheng worked together to pull him up.
His forehead was covered with a layer of frost, and he was obviously frozen. Fortunately, apart from being a little frightened, he was not seriously injured.
Bai Xi was holding a strange-looking gun in his hand. It was obvious who the flare came from.
After finding out that Gongsun Zhiruo was fine, Bai Xi and the others sincerely thanked Jiang Cheng and the others, "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry to you, otherwise Mr. Gongsun would also be in danger."
Faced with such a crisis just now, the three people in Jiangcheng did not let go, which greatly moved the remaining people.
Looking at the signal gun in Bai Xi's hand, Jiang Cheng nodded, "If it hadn't been for your shot to expose the starving devil, I'm afraid we would have had to let go."
Jiang Cheng said To be honest, if they were closer to the rift, he would have no choice but to let Fatty and Huaiyi let go and save them as much as they could. It was impossible to bring his brothers in for the teammates they met for the first time.
This is uneconomical and unreasonable.
"Thank you." After Gongsun Zhiruo recovered a little, the first thing he did was tremble his lips and thank the three people in Jiangcheng. His face was pale and his lips were purple. You can imagine how frightened he was. And know.
Zhou Yuxuan died, and they lost another teammate. An atmosphere of sadness and despair permeated the team. This is a normal human reaction, and Jiang Cheng cannot stop it.
Han Juanjuan sat on the ground with a sad expression on his face. Zhou Yuxuan was his teacher. The two had a good relationship, and the other party even saved his life in the last mission.
"Fuck!" Han Juanjuan didn't know what he thought of, but he suddenly cursed, stood up, walked straight towards Shang Mo, pointed at him and shouted loudly: "If it weren't for your grandson How can a man who is obsessed with money release a starving ghost? ”
"You are responsible for Teacher Zhou's death! It's all your fault!" Han Juanjuan became angrier as he spoke, and his eyes became fierce.
Bai Xi immediately walked out and held him, "Calm down!"
"There is also Chanli. You must be responsible for Chanli's death!" Han Juanjuan Buyi He shouted relentlessly, it seemed that if Bai Xi let go, he would rush forward and beat Shang Mo severely.
After being scolded, Shang Mo didn't know whether it was because of a guilty conscience or something else, but he didn't dare to talk back. He had already faintly felt that the eyes of everyone looking at him were no longer friendly.
"Okay, stop saying a few words." Finally, Zigui came out, and Han Juanjuan shut up. Bai Xi pulled him away from Shang Mo.
After the starving ghost disappeared and the snowstorm gradually subsided, everyone packed up their backpacks and continued on their way.
The fat man took one last glance at the fragmented corpse under the crack, and a hint of unbearability flashed in his eyes. Although he was used to seeing death in the mission, the departure of every teammate would make him feel depressed.
He himself didn’t know whether this was weakness or a reverence for the lost life.
But one thing, he is sure, before all this is over, no one can escape the influence of nightmares. Even if they can survive the mission, those who survive will have to take the place of those who died. , bearing their despair.
So, it’s impossible to say who is luckier than who else. We are all just poor people struggling in a nightmare. (End of chapter)