Deadly Forbidden Tomb - C107

We have arrived, we have finally reached the Chang’an Town.

Following the stone tablet, I looked into the distance. At the end of the road was a mountain. A mountain had completely sealed off the road. I was a little curious as I carried Huang Xiaoman and walked forward quickly. It was only when I was close that I discovered that there was a hole in the middle of the mountain.

The hole, like a train tunnel, was bottomless and dark, extending along the road like the mouth of a giant beast, as if it wanted to swallow the person who entered it in one gulp.

I hesitated, then finally entered the dark tunnel.

The tunnel was darker than I had expected. I could see only a few meters away, and it was still damp, and there was often water under my feet, and from time to time a drop of water would fall on my head. I carried Huang Xiaoman on my back and carefully moved forward, not daring to make too much noise. I didn’t even dare to hit my flashlight, only moving forward in the dark, afraid that I would disturb something. After walking for a long time, they had still not reached the end of the tunnel. As far as they could see, it was still pitch black.

I panicked a little. This tunnel was extremely long, and after walking for a long time, I didn’t even see a single speck of light, as if there was no end to it.

Other than the sound of footsteps and the dripping of water from the cave, there was no other sound. It was terrifyingly quiet.

Humans were naturally afraid of darkness, not to mention the bottomless, bottomless darkness right now. I turned to look. The tunnel entrance was also blocked by darkness, and I couldn’t see any light. I gritted my teeth and continued to persevere.

After about an hour, I finally saw a light in the distance.

It was a red dot, because it was too far away for me to see clearly. The sudden brightness excited me and I hastened my steps to catch up.

After staying in the dark for so long, I couldn’t care less. The light was like a lifeline for me now.

Strangely, however, even as I quickened my pace, the light remained the same size, as if it were also moving, keeping me at a distance, not letting me near it at all. Whether I was walking faster or slower, the red light kept the same distance.

After walking for a while, the red light suddenly disappeared. At the end of the line of sight, in the darkness, I finally saw a gap. At first, it was a hole the size of a fingernail. As I got closer, I realized that it was an exit, the exit of the tunnel!

When I saw the exit, I was so excited that I finally got out. I couldn’t even remember how long I walked in this bottomless tunnel. If it wasn’t for the fact that my stamina was far greater than normal, I would probably have died of exhaustion while carrying Huang Xiaoman.

When I reached the mouth of the tunnel, I couldn’t help but start a little, because I noticed that there was a red lantern on the ground at the mouth of the tunnel.

I frowned. The red dot of light that guided me just now should be this red lantern. The question was, who was this red lantern? Would I be able to walk out of this dark tunnel without the red lanterns?

I picked up the red lantern and found that there was a line of words on it — “Lantern shows the way, ghost disappears.”

I’m a little curious, I keep having the feeling that this red lantern is not simple.

I reignited the red lantern and walked on, but before I could take a few steps I saw that there was no way out. In front of him was a bridge, a very long chain suspension bridge. It looked quite old, the main ropes were made of iron chains as thick as an arm, and beneath them was a layer of wooden planks for people to walk on.

However, many of the wooden planks were dilapidated. Some were even broken. The surface was covered with mold, and it seemed like they had not passed by in a long time.

Above the suspension bridge was a thick fog that obscured the horizon. Underneath the suspension bridge was a bottomless abyss. If one fell down, they would absolutely die.

At the mouth of the drawbridge, I began to hesitate.

This suspension bridge had been in disrepair for a long time. If one’s foot missed, wouldn’t one’s body be smashed into smithereens?

However, the problem was that this was the only path. He had to either advance or retreat. Compared to the suspension bridge, I was more afraid of the bottomless tunnel. If it wasn’t for the red lanterns pointing the way, I might not have been able to get out.

After weighing the pros and cons, I finally stepped onto the suspension bridge. Before reaching the bridge, I used a rope to tie Huang Xiaoman to my body.

Because I was carrying Huang Xiaoman on my back, I walked very carefully with every step. When my feet stepped on the dilapidated wooden board, creaking sounds would often be emitted, as if it would break in the next second. In one hand, I held onto the thick iron chains on both sides of the suspension bridge while in the other, I held onto a red lantern. I slowly moved forward along the suspension bridge.

As they walked further and further away, the suspension bridge began to shake and creak.

Some of the wooden planks were unable to bear the weight of two people and broke with a single stomp. I, who had to step on empty air several times, barely managed to hold on to the metal chains as I stood up. Occasionally, looking down through the broken planks, I could see the bottomless darkness, which made my tailbone flutter.

By the time I reached the center of the bridge, the suspension bridge was shaking even more. Every few steps I took, I swayed left and right.

At that moment, I suddenly heard a sound behind me. It was the crunch of someone stepping on a plank. I suddenly turned around and threw the red lantern away. However, I didn’t discover anything. There weren’t any ghosts behind me. There was only a layer of hazy mist.

I swallowed, feeling something was wrong. I quickened my pace to get away from the suspension bridge as quickly as possible.

But as soon as I moved, the crunching behind me started again. I turned around to look and still didn’t discover anything. This situation made me even more nervous. I didn’t dare to look back and just jogged forward. The suspension bridge shook even more violently.

As I ran, I stopped, as if nothing had tripped and fallen.

Fortunately, the place where the wooden board had landed was quite sturdy so he did not break the wooden board and fall into the abyss. Instead, Red Lantern flew out of his hand. Just as he was about to reach for the red lantern, he felt something grabbing onto him. Lowering his head, he immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

Because I found that it was a hand that held me, a hand that was reaching out from under the deck.

The hand had no skin, no flesh, only a skeleton, and it clung to my foot with frightening strength, as if it were trying to drag me down into the abyss.

The sudden appearance of the bony hand scared me. I didn’t expect there to be such a thing under the bridge.

I struggled and finally kicked the bone hand away. Another bone hand reached out through the broken wood and grabbed my thigh. Before I could struggle, more bone hands grabbed me. Then, at the center of the bridge, one bone hand after another stretched out from under the wooden planks.

In just a few seconds, the entire suspension bridge was occupied by the white bone hand. Looking at it from left and right, with its densely packed arms swinging left and right, it made my scalp tingle.

At this time, the suspension bridge shook even more violently. Waves of cold wind attacked from the dark abyss. More and more white bone hands came out, and they were like ropes that held me firmly on the bridge as they continuously pulled me down.

I panicked, one hand tightly holding onto the iron chain, the other taking out the Talisman Paper and continuously slapping the white bone hand.

All of the bone hands that were struck by the Talisman Paper withdrew as if they were struck by lightning, but very quickly, even more bone hands broke through the wooden board and grabbed me and pulled me down. My arms felt like they were about to break, but I didn’t dare let go. Once I let go of the chain, I would fall into the abyss.

At this moment, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a red lantern not too far away. I realized that there didn’t seem to be any bone hands around the red lantern.

After struggling free from a few of my skeletal hands, I threw myself forward a distance, just in time to reach the red lantern. He threw the red lantern behind him. Wherever the red light hit, all of the white bony hands withdrew as if they had been struck by lightning. Waves of black smoke rose up through the cracks in the wooden board.

I was elated. The lanterns were pointing the way, and the ghosts were retreating. They were talking about the current situation.

I didn’t dare to hesitate and immediately ran forward with the red lantern in my hand. This time, I learned my lesson. The red lanterns were placed very low, and the light was enough to reach my feet. Many skeletal hands were forced back by the red lanterns the moment they appeared.

I took the opportunity to reach the end of the bridge.

The moment I set foot on the ground, the bone hand on the bridge disappeared. Then, a shocking scene occurred.

The suspension bridge that was swaying nonstop was actually breaking apart inch by inch.

Starting with the wooden planks, and then the chains at the bottom of the bridge, they started to crack bit by bit. When the two chains as thick as arms broke, the entire suspension bridge shattered and collapsed with a loud rumble.

This scene made me break out in a cold sweat. With the suspension bridge broken, the only way in and out of the Chang’an Town is completely sealed!