The Lost Tomb Chapter 13 Sea Monkeys

This ferocious giant face was almost 4 or 5 times bigger than my head , and its body was hiding behind the iron door. I didn't know how big it was. The light coming through the hole in the deck was not very bright, so I couldn't see its facial features clearly, and I didn't know if it was a ghost or an animal. I just felt that this face was spooky and indescribably weird.

I just stared at him blankly, my whole body numb from my scalp to my heels, I was so scared that I could hardly breathe, and his legs started to fail again, and they were as soft as noodles. I took a few steps back with difficulty, and then I thought of the woman still lying on the ground. Although this woman was not a good person, it was not a good idea to watch her die without helping her.

I turned her over and found that the two withered hands were gone again. But there was no point in worrying about that now. If the water rose again, her head would be immersed in the water and she would drown. I put my hands under her armpits and slowly moved back. There must be a staircase leading to the deck at the other end of the hold. As long as I dragged this woman onto the deck, she could either jump into the sea or ask for help. I would have many options.

As I took steps with shaking legs, I kept repeating to myself, "Calm down, calm down. The more situations like this happen, the calmer you need to be." I moved back little by little, not daring to take my eyes off that face.

The monster looked at me quietly, motionless. For a moment, I could only hear the sound of water. If it made some movements, such as turning its head or opening its mouth, I might feel relieved, but its eyes just stared at me, which made me more and more terrified. I thought to myself, this is too abnormal, but since you are not moving now, just stay still, and don't wait until I am almost at the stairs to pounce on you.

I thought, why not just look at it, I lowered my head and sped up, and in a few steps I dragged to the stairs. I was shocked when I saw that the stairs were rotten and only a frame was left. I didn't know if I could climb up by myself, not to mention there was a half-dead woman here. I saw that there were still a few iron frames crossing the stairs, so I took the woman's hand and tried to climb up, but it broke as soon as I stepped on it, and it was almost rotten like mud.

This was a tricky situation. I looked back. Fortunately, the monster was very patient and was still there. Now I was in the dark, and there was a light source between me and him (the hole in the deck). So I could only see a vague outline. I felt much more at ease. I leaned the woman against the wall, then gritted my teeth and jumped hard, thinking that I would climb up first.

Poor me, although my legs are slender, I have no strength at all. I failed twice. Not only did I fail to climb up, but I also hit my mouth. The pain made me cry. I was very upset. I thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of a solution. I turned my head out of habit to see if the monster was still there. It would have been better if I didn't turn my head. As soon as I turned my head, I suddenly saw a huge thing standing behind me. I almost bumped into it face to face. I was so scared that I could hardly control myself and roared.

If you suddenly look back and see someone standing silently behind you, it would be terrifying enough. But now seeing such a hideous face, the fear is really indescribable. As I screamed, I involuntarily retreated and suddenly stuck to the cabin wall.

At this time, I had already seen the appearance of this thing clearly, and a thing flashed through my mind. When I was a child, I heard from a classmate who lived in the coastal area that a fisherman in his village once caught a strange thing that looked like a human, but was covered with scales. When they took it back to the village, no one knew what it was. Later, they called an elderly man in the village. When the old man saw it, he was so scared that he almost fainted and shouted: "Let it go quickly, it's a sea monkey. If other sea monkeys come looking for it, it will be a big problem!"

But when the fisherman heard that this thing was so precious, he had a bad idea. He wanted to raise it and sell it to the city, so he told the villagers that he had released it, but in fact he hid it in his own home. As a result, the next day, the fisherman's whole family disappeared. The villagers thought something was wrong, and after searching for two whole days, they finally found the body of the fisherman's wife on a cliff by the sea. Her stomach had been cut open and her internal organs had been eaten out.

When the old man saw this, he said that it was other sea monkeys coming up to seek revenge, so he called a Feng Shui master, who set up an altar on the beach, placed many pig heads and sheep heads on it, and performed rituals for several days before he gave up.

My classmate also drew a picture of the sea monkey for me. He was very good at drawing these things, and his drawing was extremely realistic. It had a great impact on my young mind at the time. I didn't sleep well for a few days. I was deeply impressed by this thing. Now I think of it immediately when I see it. But I didn't expect that the so-called sea monkey was so big.

The memory flashed by, and the monster did not make any movement, but only stared at the woman leaning against the wall with great interest, and drooled from his mouth. Fortunately, the woman did not wake up, otherwise she would have been frightened to incontinence.

I calmed down a little and pressed the bulkhead behind me, which was also made of brittle and rotten wooden boards. At this time, I already had a plan. As long as I leaned back hard, I would be able to make a hole in the bulkhead. That way, if the sea monkey pounced on me, I would have a place to retreat. However, the bulkhead was already the stern of the ship, and there should be a lot of mechanical equipment inside. I didn't know if I could find anything that could be used as a weapon.

I was just daydreaming when I suddenly heard a few creaking sounds from the deck. It seemed that another person had boarded the ship. Just as I was wondering, I saw Naiming jumping down from the crack in the deck. As soon as this idiot landed on the ground, he raised his gun, looked at the iron door warily, then turned around and shouted in fear: "Bosha Na!"

The monster heard the cry, turned around and saw him, suddenly let out a very miserable cry, and pounced on him. Naiming's response was really amazing. He reacted immediately, rolled back to avoid the first attack, pulled the bolt with a click, and fired a burst of shots. The monster groaned, and his shoulder was bruised. He jumped against the wall of the boat in pain. Naiming fired a few more shots randomly, and almost all the bullets hit my head, which scared me and made me shrink my neck.

The sea monkey was very clever. Seeing that the gun seemed very powerful, he didn't dare to pounce on it again. He pretended to pounce on it, and then suddenly made a few lightning-fast jumps, passed Naiming, and rushed directly back into the iron gate.

Naiming fired his gun at it, leaving a row of bullet holes on the bulkhead, and water rushed in immediately. The water level rose even faster this time, and he was very murderous. He fired a row of bullets, breaking the two door hinges of the iron door, and then kicked the door open. I ran over with him and saw a hole in the bottom of the ship that was constantly letting in water. The monster was trying hard to get in. As soon as I saw the hole, I knew it must be the hole that caused the accident that year. It was this hole that caused the ship to sink, but now it has been blocked by a lot of sea rust and is only as big as a bowl. The monster was very strong. As soon as Naiming raised his gun, it had already smashed a hole that allowed it to pass through, and then dived in.

Naiming was still unwilling to give up, and fired another round into the water. At this time, the entire body of the boat was groaning as if it was about to break. I looked and saw that the water had already reached my knees. We couldn't stay here any longer, we had to leave immediately. Naiming ran back and shook the woman, calling her a few times: "Ning, Ning!" Seeing that she didn't respond, he hooked his finger at me. I thought he wanted me to help him, but he suddenly hit me in the stomach with the butt of his gun. I shrank back in pain. He carried the woman on his back, stepped on my back, and climbed up neatly.

I was so pitiful that I was hit almost at the same time, especially his kick, which almost made me vomit blood. My waist seemed to be broken. Naiming squatted on top, stretched out his hand to me, and suddenly said to me in very fluent Chinese: "I didn't expect to see you here again."

When I heard it, this voice was so familiar!