Chapter 12: The Frog at the Bottom of the Well Awaits Death in Silence!

  Ah! I was suspended in mid-air, unable to help but let out a loud cry of alarm, but it was only for an instant. Then I felt something solid beneath me and immediately came crashing down to the ground with a thud.

  And besides, after I landed, I only felt that there was something under me that seemed to be crushed by me, making a "pa" sound.

  I lay on the ground, letting out a painful groan, feeling like I was going to fall apart all over, and struggled for half a day without being able to sit up.

  I was panting heavily and suddenly opened my eyes to find that I seemed to have fallen into a cave.

  This cave is about three or four meters high, and the exit is similar to a well mouth, very small, only enough for one person's body. Just now it was also coincidental that I was scared by that ghost face, instinctively retreated, and unexpectedly stepped on empty air, falling in.

  Damn it!

  I cursed my bad luck and was about to get up, but at this moment, I suddenly felt a blackness on top of my head. I looked up and saw that the bloody face was actually stuck in the hole, staring at me with its eyes wide open.

  I swallowed hard and felt a chill run down my spine, but I steeled myself and asked: Who are you, after all - human or ghost?

  Hehehe! It didn't answer me, it just grinned at me with its mouth open and left the cave entrance. Listening to its footsteps, it seemed to have gone far away.

  I let out a sigh of relief and the heart that had been stuck in my throat finally fell back into my stomach.

  But what the hell is this thing, with such severe injuries on his face, even rotting, yet he's fine, is this still human?

  Moreover, for some reason, that blurry face with blood and flesh, although ferocious, gave me a very familiar feeling.

  This feeling is strange, it feels very familiar, but for a moment, I couldn't think of who it was. So I stopped thinking about it and sat up, looking around.

  But as soon as he turned his head and took a look, he immediately felt a little surprised.

  The space in this cave is very large, but what enters the eye are all ceramic jars. These ceramic jars are neatly arranged inside the cave, densely packed, and at a glance, there are no tens of thousands, but also several thousand.

  The densely packed ceramic jars stacked and placed together, looked particularly strange. Fortunately, I didn't have claustrophobia, or else this would have scared me to death.

  But it's strange, why are there so many ceramic jars in this cave? What are these ceramic jars used for?

  I furrowed my brow, and suddenly saw that on the lids of these ceramic jars, a yellow paper was pasted, with dense and mysterious symbols drawn on it, like ghostly writing.

  After seeing these yellow papers, my heart suddenly thumped. These yellow papers were also described in Grandpa's notes as talismans, which are used by Taoist priests to suppress evil spirits. However, there are many types of talismans with different effects, and I couldn't figure out what the one in front of me was for.

  But one thing is certain, that is, this ceramic jar must be filled with something. And it's very likely to be something very bad!

  Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine. There were so many ceramic jars here, all sealed with talismans. If the seal was broken, the evil spirits inside the jars would escape.

  I swallowed hard and dared not think about it anymore, so I immediately got up and prepared to find a way to escape from here.

  But I was stunned as soon as I stood up and got on the horse.

  All I saw was that under my butt, there was a broken ceramic jar, which should have been crushed by me when I fell down earlier. The fragments of the ceramic jar were scattered all over the place, and most importantly, among the fragments of the ceramic jar, I saw a big bug.

  This large insect is already dead, apparently killed by my previous fart. But even so, the huge body of this large insect and its strange appearance still make me feel amazed.

  All that can be seen is its pitch-black body, roughly the size of a baby's fist, with a hard shell on its back, multiple legs, and sharp front legs that have deeply pierced into the soil. Its belly has already burst open, and black liquid is flowing out, emitting a foul smell, giving off a strong stench of rot.

  This thing seems to be a corpse turtle?

  Great Grandfather's notes described, Corpse Turtle, specializes in eating rotten flesh, during the spawning period, it will also parasitize on corpses or human bodies, after spawning, it will feed on human internal organs, and can devour a living person instantly. Moreover, they can survive for hundreds of years without eating or drinking, it is a very strange creature.

  This thing is extremely terrifying and highly threatening, but Grandpa's notes say that its body size is only about the size of a finger pad. The reason it's so threatening is that it lives in groups, often appearing in large numbers at once, covering the sky and earth.

  How can this be so big in front of my eyes?

  Could it be... King of Corpse Turtles?

  Thinking of this, I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and immediately turned my head to look at the ceramic jars around me, in an instant, I was covered in cold sweat.

  Damn it, this turtle king was actually hatched from a ceramic jar by me. Does that mean all the ceramic jars here are sealed with turtle zombies?

  There are so many jars here, and who knows how many are in each jar. Damn it, how many dead turtles are there here?

  If they were to run out, wouldn't I be instantly eaten to the point where not even a bone fragment would remain? Not to mention me, possibly even the nearby mountains would be ravaged to the point of not a single blade of grass being left.

  Just as I was indulging in wild fancies, a strange squeaking sound suddenly came from the fragments. I turned my head to look and saw that one of the ceramic shards had moved slightly. Then, an ugly little head slowly poked out from under the shard.

  After seeing this head, I was instantly stunned.

  Damn it, there's still one alive in this can?

  It seemed to have just woken up, and it slowly crawled out from the ceramic fragments, shook its head, and suddenly flapped its back, opening a pair of wings.

  Is there a turtle with wings?

  This kind of corpse turtle isn't even recorded in Great Grandfather's notes, which means that even a high-ranking person like Great Grandfather hasn't seen it before. What the... how did I run into something like this?

  Moreover, this thing's body is very large, even bigger than the one I sat on before. At this time, its wings stretched out and it let out a strange cry, then suddenly pounced on the turtle corpse and started devouring it with big mouthfuls.

  I was staring blankly, my scalp numb, and my heart racing wildly.

  The corpse tortoise is extremely venomous. Ordinary people, once bitten, will rot and die within a few days, with a very miserable death.

  The corpse turtle had apparently been asleep for a long time and was very hungry. As soon as it opened its mouth, it bit off the head of that corpse turtle in one bite. For a while, the entire cave was filled with the sound of crunching and chewing.

  I know that after it finishes eating the corpse of the turtle, its next target will be me. No way, I must think of a way to kill it, otherwise I'll die miserably.

  This thing is very difficult to deal with, it's agile and highly toxic all over its body, can't even touch it once. But this thing also has a weakness, that is, it's afraid of fire.

  But I'm now trapped in a cave and don't even have a lighter on me, where can I get fire from?

  Just as I was anxious in my heart and had no way to deal with it, the Corpse Turtle King finally finished eating the corpse of the turtle, and then, it shook its head, raised its head, and looked at me with those small eyes like black beans.

  Its eyes had basically degenerated into just a black dot. However, when this pair of black dots looked at me, I felt an inexplicable shudder from the bottom of my heart.

  A dull hum filled the air, and to my surprise, the Corpse Tortoise King spread its wings and took to the sky, circling around me in a loop. I gritted my teeth, suppressing the fear that threatened to overwhelm me, telling myself over and over again: Stay calm, you must stay calm at this moment!

  The next moment, I couldn't calm down anymore.

  The Corpse Tortoise King's dual wings shook once, and immediately a black shadow flashed before my face, instantly charging to my front.

  I let out a loud cry and instinctively raised my right hand to hit it, only feeling a sharp pain in my right hand. The corpse turtle was knocked flying with just one hit.

  However, the corpse turtle was too agile and actually used its front legs to grab my clothes, forcibly pulling my body back from flying out. Then, along my clothes, it quickly crawled towards my neck.

  I was so scared that my soul was gone, and I subconsciously stretched out my hand to grab it. But as soon as my right hand grabbed it, I felt a sharp pain in the palm of my hand. When I looked closely, I saw that the turtle king's sharp front legs had pierced through the gauze on my hand and deeply into my palm. Fresh blood flowed all over the turtle king's body, staining its black body bright red.

  At that time, I felt a sudden chill in my heart and thought that this was it, I would definitely be poisoned.

  But thinking that I was poisoned by the corpse poison and might die soon, and the death would be extremely miserable, my bloodthirsty nature was stirred up, and I shouted loudly: Damn it, even if I die, I will still kill you, you stinky insect!

  At this moment I was like a madman, my right hand tightly grasping the corpse, and with a jerk I slammed it against the stone wall.

  But the shell of this turtle was extremely hard, I bumped it a few times and couldn't kill it. Instead, it provoked its ferocity, and it let out two squeaks. As the cries spread, its black belly suddenly swelled up and turned into a deep blue color.

  Its belly bulged high, a squirming motion, as if something was about to crawl out of its stomach. I was startled and wanted to hit it again, but at that moment, a dark blue liquid suddenly sprayed out of the turtle's mouth. I instinctively dodged my head, and the liquid whizzed past my ear with a whoosh.

  After this juice was sprayed out, its momentum seemed to be much smaller, and it was only struggling in my hand with a strange cry. I gritted my teeth and smashed it against the stone wall several times. With a loud bang, the Corpse Turtle King was finally crushed into powder by me.

  The dark liquid stained my right hand, I felt nauseous and wiped it on the wall, then began to examine the wound on my hand.

  But when I opened the gauze and saw the wound clearly, my heart sank instantly.

  The wound is very deep, with the flesh rolled up, and most importantly, the blood and flesh around the wound have turned dark brown. The dark brown color is slowly spreading to the entire palm, and the areas where the dark brown color has spread have lost all sensation.

  I fell weakly to the ground, with a heart already sunk to the bottom of the valley.

  I can hardly believe it, I'm actually going to die like this, and what's more, the way I'll be dying is so pathetic, the appearance of death will be extremely miserable.

  I thought I was just an ordinary college student, but unexpectedly, after returning home for summer vacation, I almost lost my life.

  I raised my head and looked at the exit above.

  At this moment, I suddenly feel that I am a frog at the bottom of a well, only able to look at a small piece of sky as big as a palm, sitting here, waiting quietly for death!

  I smiled wryly and stared blankly at my injured palm.

  Waiting is painful, waiting for one's own death is even more unbearable.

  My heart is filled with mixed emotions, and I'm on the verge of collapse. At this point, it's almost better to just give me a knife and let me die quickly.

  Just as I was sitting there lost in thought, I suddenly heard a rustling sound, and when I looked up, I was shocked.

  Earlier, the Corpse Tortoise King sprayed out a stream of liquid which I dodged and didn't pay attention to. Now I've discovered that all those liquids were sprayed onto the ceramic jars.

  At this time, only a few ceramic jars that were sprayed with the substance suddenly started emitting thick smoke and quickly melted away.

  And it even has corrosiveness?

  Mmm!

  The terrifying sound still echoed, when a can was melted, the dripping would start to melt another can. At that time, the whole cave was filled with thick fog, and the pungent smell was overwhelming.

  And I was choked by thick smoke, plus the fear of death, the reluctance to part with loved ones, tears and snot almost flowed out instantly.