Chapter 1680: Mummy

After that, Li Bai stuffed the blueprint in his hand to Lv Zhangyuan and told him to keep it well. If he couldn't come back, he would give the blueprint to Yao, Shun and Yu, and he would find a way.

Looking at the blueprint in his hand, Lv Zhangyuan's eyes were complicated, but Li Bai obviously didn't notice this. She tied the rope around her waist and lifted the wooden board, and walked carefully towards the bridge pier where Wu Qiang disappeared.

Most of the bridge deck near the bridge pier collapsed, leaving only a little edge area that must be walked carefully.

Just after stepping on the bridge pier, before Li Bai could breathe a sigh of relief, Lv Zhangyuan's voice sounded behind him, "Li Bai!"

Lv Zhangyuan's voice was very urgent, as if to remind himself that there was danger, but Li Bai didn't move, didn't answer, and didn't look back.

"It's true"

This sudden change made Li Bai more convinced of his judgment. There was indeed a big problem with this last bridge pier. There was no doubt that there was a human pillar inside. Wu Qiang was trapped by those things.

Li Bai believed that if he had turned his head just now, he would have disappeared on the bridge like Wu Qiang.

This may not be accurate. Wu Qiang did not disappear. He was still on the bridge, but he was hidden by those wronged souls.

But if no one took him, he would be trapped to death.

Don't bow your head on the road of human sacrifice, don't look back on the bridge of life. Li Bai had heard this saying a long time ago. It means that you should not look down easily on the road where people were buried, as you may be confused by the things buried below. You should not call people's names easily on the bridge with living stakes. Similarly, you should not turn back immediately when you hear someone calling your name, otherwise you will end up like Wu Qiang if you are not careful.

If you knew in advance that there was a living stake buried under the last bridge pier, this tragedy could have been completely avoided. If you want to pass this bridge pier safely, you just need to walk over it and then walk back completely backwards.

However, Li Bai thought of the narrow and steep bridge surface, and it would be very difficult to walk back backwards.

Now there is only one way left, and Li Bai decided to take a risk and try it.

"Lv Zhangyuan, can you hear me?" Li Bai asked loudly.

"Yes."

"Tell me the last position of Wu Qiang before he disappeared. I need to stand where he was at that time." Li Bai emphasized.

"Right, a little bit to the right, and then forward."

Lv Zhangyuan's voice was mixed with the sound of the wind, and it was far away and near, giving people an extremely unreal feeling.

But it was this unreality that made Li Bai feel at ease. The voice that called her name just now was as clear as if it was behind her.

"Okay, just a little further forward will be almost there."

As Li Bai took the last step forward, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in front of Lv Zhangyuan who was watching her not far away. Lv Zhangyuan subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the bridge was empty. There was no trace of Li Bai, and she disappeared.

But the strange thing was that a rope made of rags stretched out from the void, as if it was affected by some strange force, showing a bent and twisted shape. This scene was simply weird and incredible.

And as Lv Zhangyuan slowly lowered his head, the other end of the rope was firmly grasped in his hand.

At this moment, Li Bai's eyes also changed. I don't know when the fog suddenly surged around, covering the entire bridge in a blink of an eye. It seemed that there was something hidden in the surging fog.

The temperature around him also changed. Li Bai suddenly felt very cold, or more accurately, a kind of chill, a bone-chilling cold, as if he was thrown into an ice cave.

At the same time, the sound also changed. Li Bai heard the sound of water, not the gurgling sound of the water flowing slowly, but the sound of splashing water, as if there were countless dying fish flopping on the water.

For some reason, Li Bai had such a picture in his mind, with fish tails struggling desperately near the water surface, and a breath of despair blowing in his face.

Slowly, as Li Bai's vision gradually adapted to the fog, she gradually saw the things hidden behind the fog.

They were people, or more accurately, withered, mummified people, but they were not dead, with two shriveled eyes open, still wandering aimlessly in the fog.

Li Bai understood that these people were trapped on the bridge.

But what made her sad was that from the clothes of these people, many of them were outsiders like herself, and some of them even wore professional equipment and carried backpacks like those dug out from the bodies of the soldiers.

A series of discoveries showed that these soldiers successfully blew up the bridge, but for various reasons, the blasting results were not very ideal, and these soldiers were also annihilated under various crises.

Suddenly, Li Bai found a familiar face among the withered figures.

Wu Qiang, who was terrified, also saw Li Bai at the same time, and there was light in his dim eyes instantly, "Miss Li Li! It's you!"

"You came to save me! That's great!" Wu Qiang's lips were trembling with excitement, and he ran towards Li Bai quickly.

But soon, the excited Wu Qiang showed doubts on his face, because he found that Li Bai was not excited at all, on the contrary, he was very unkind, just staring at him coldly without saying a word.

"Miss Li, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Wu Qiang couldn't help but take a step back. The excitement on his face gradually faded and was replaced by a layer of panic. The transition was quite natural.

But fake is fake. Li Bai saw it clearly. She didn't find any flaws in "Wu Qiang's" performance, but she knew that this was the control area of ​​those wronged souls, and she would never find Wu Qiang so easily.

Li Bai no longer paid attention to the "Wu Qiang" in front of her. She looked at the withered figures nearby, suspecting that the real Wu Qiang was hidden among them.

Her sight swept over these mummies one by one, and soon, Li Bai noticed a strange mummy. There was nothing special about the face of this mummy. What was really special was the movement of the mummy. It did not walk with that kind of sluggishness, and its joints were much more flexible than other mummies.

Li Bai walked in front of the mummy and stared at the corpse's shriveled eyes, but the other party did not react at all.

After thinking for a moment, Li Bai boldly touched the arm of the mummy. The next second, the mummy seemed to be greatly frightened and suddenly took a step back. The withered face became more and more distorted and terrifying.

"Wu Qiang?" Li Bai asked tentatively: "Is it you?"

While asking this question, Li Bai was ready to escape. In her plan, if she failed, she would immediately jump off the bridge and fall into the water, and there would be a glimmer of hope.

But the next second, she actually saw the corpse open its eyes wide, its eyelids crumbling, its mouth torn to reveal the dry white flesh inside, and uttered three extremely hoarse words, "Miss Li Li?"