The Lost Tomb : Sea Of Sands

Chapter 136: Su Wan's Strategy

Meanwhile, back on the other side...

Black Glasses was holding a rope in his hand, and his clothes hung at the other end. He was in a narrow stone tunnel, under which were pipes. His clothes were tied into a strange knot and hung on the ground. Many tiny beetles, attracted by the blood and smell, climbed onto his clothes in twos and threes, as if there was some kind of bait inside.

Black Glasses felt that the weight of the rope was getting heavier and heavier, and slowly lifted his clothes up. Su Wan, who was standing beside him, opened his backpack, and the blind man lifted up his clothes and slowly put them inside.

Su Wan immediately closed his backpack, and Black Glasses blew away the ashes covering the nearby charcoal pile. The red embers that were revealed were placed in the shape of a horseshoe.

Su Wan dragged the backpack over and opened it, letting the beetles rush out. They ran straight into the charcoal fire one by one, and made a popping sound as they were immediately roasted to death.

The aroma soon emerged, and Black Glasses grabbed a roasted one, tossing it back and forth between his hands because it was so hot. He then peeled off the black shell and ate the white meat from its neck.

The beetle was very small, so this bite of meat was almost the same size as a melon seed. But Black Glasses sucked it out in one mouthful, as if he had tasted the finest delicacy in the world.

Su Wan also didn't show any signs of weakness either. He started working on the left and right, and in a very simple and neat manner, unhesitatingly ate more than a dozen. Occasionally, he would meet an undercooked or live one, but he was still willing to take a bite.

Soon, the ground was full of fragrant beetle shells, and Su Wan's jaw was cramping, but he still didn't feel full.

Black Glasses carefully pulled his clothes out of the backpack bit by bit. The rest of the beetles came out and fell into the charcoal fire until they had all been shaken clean. He pulled out a piece of flesh from amidst his clothes.

This was a piece of rotten flesh that had been taken from his wound. It was the size of his fingernail, and had been cut off and disposed of in order to prevent infection. He put on his clothes, and watched Su Wan eat all the bugs that had just been shaken off.

"Have you ever thought that if you eat the wrong parts, you may be eating my meat?" Black Glasses asked.

Su Wan covered his ears: "Not listening, not listening." There was still one in his mouth.

Black Glasses looked a little weak as he leaned against the rock wall. He then grabbed the ashes with his hand and covered the red embers again.

How many days had it been?

He wasn't sure, but it had at least been more than ten days. There had been no changes, there were few people entering this area beneath the sand sea, and the large-scale conflict he had been expecting didn't happen. Clearly, the people above were cautious even though they were a mob.

Nonsense, careless people would've been hacked to death in the early stages of fighting for power, and now those who were left were all experienced.

There was no food, and water was being consumed more quickly. In recent days, these bugs— which they could only lure in with this piece of rotten meat— weren't very effective now. Fortunately, the smell of these roasting bug shells also attracted others.

He had almost reached his limit. He knew very well that these bugs could only maintain his basic physical strength, and his body needed to recover. He knew his physical condition well, and had been relying purely on his extreme self-discipline to maintain the status quo. But his state right now couldn't even compare with the state he was in when he hung out with those crazy people in the desert before.

He was gradually losing his sight, which was the most deadly factor. Although the doctor had told him this would happen, the actual weakness of his eyesight still made him afraid.

It may soon be completely gone, after all. No one could do such dangerous things in a completely blind state.

How many more days did he have?

Two.

The conclusion was very clear. He knew that in two days his body functions may be beyond his control.

The boy was unreliable. If he fell down, both of them would be dead, but they couldn't go above-ground.

He knew what it meant to go up. Not only would they experience the top ten torture methods of the Qing Dynasty, but the people above would be willing to do anything to know everything.

But not going up would also lead to death.

"Hey." He called Su Wan, whose face was somewhat blurred by the scattered coals in the dark. "I have something to tell you."

Su Wan said faintly, "I'm not listening."

"We have to go up." Black Glasses said. "You have to be mentally prepared. We have to make a good plan."

"Up?" Su Wan asked. "You said that those people will eat us after we go up."

"If we don't go up, I'll eat you too." Black Glasses said. "Can you listen to me carefully? I have a headache."

Su Wan looked at Black Glasses' face. Under the red light of the charcoal fire, his face had never been so serious and dignified.

Su Wan was a little scared. This guy was always so cynical, which reassured Su Wan that no matter whether he was pretending or just had a weird character, at least his state showed that his energy could support his cynicism.

Now it was obvious that Black Glasses no longer even had the energy to do strange things.

"I'm the last person in my family." Black Glasses said. "The last one."

"Do you want to share your seed? I don't have that function." Su Wan said. He tried his best to make a joke, hoping to dispel the ominous feeling in his heart.

"We'll go up in three hours, so do as I say. Your only way out is a black tent. I'll think of some way to get their attention on me. If you're lucky enough to get into those black tents, you'll be safe. Someone will meet you in those black tents. "

"Who is it?"

"I don't know." Black Glasses said. If it weren't for that explosion, he would've had countless ways for two people to get away easily. He wasn't worried about who would help him, though. He believed in Xie Yuchen, and Xie Yuchen believed in Wu Xie. That was enough.

"What are you going to do?" Su Wan asked.

Black Glasses glanced at Su Wan and said, "Let me finish first. I hope you can get away. If you do, I hope you can help me with something." Black Glasses took off his glasses and handed them to Su Wan. "This pair of glasses is for you. Go and get them fixed. You can see a line of small characters on the rim of the glasses. This is the name of the shop that owns them. It's in Beijing. Go to the shop to get the glasses fixed, and then clean them every three months."

"Why?"

"No reason, you just have to do it. Or, as smart as you are, go to that shop and see what's going on." Black Glasses touched his pocket and tried to find a cigarette, but he didn't have one. He glanced at Su Wan, but Su Wan shook his head. There were many times when even Doraemon couldn't do anything.

"Don't try to trick me. Promise." Black Glasses said. "You kids are all unreliable."

Su Wan shook his head, returned the glasses to Black Glasses, and then said, "Let me think of some way to get us both out."