"Blood?" everyone said in unison.
"Blood? What blood? Who is bleeding?" Xiaolan also shouted from the door, "Is it Brother Fool? Brother Fool is bleeding?..."
"I'm fine, it's not me," the fool answered Xiaolan's question first, and then asked Baomu, "Is this blood? Are you sure?"
"This is indeed blood, but...it smells strange," Baomu sniffed again, "It doesn't look like human blood."
"Is it the blood of animals?" the fool asked, "That's strange, what kind of animal is that?"
"It seems...it's not..."
At this time, Wen Ling, who had been standing nearby, came over with eyes wide open. She pointed at the fool's black and red palm and said crisply, "Ghost blood!"
"Ghost..." The fool's hand twitched, "Damn it, it can't be poisonous, can it?"
"What does ghost blood mean?" Qin Yin asked.
"Ghost..." Wen Ling didn't know how to answer, so he looked around for props, and finally picked out Mr. Shen who was in a daze from behind everyone, "Ghost!"
Mr. Shen was stunned, "What?"
"Ah...that's what it means," the fool nodded, "This is the blood of the deceased."
Wen Ling let go of the confused Mr. Shen and nodded with satisfaction.
"Then..." Baomu looked at the crowd and then at the door, "Why is there blood there?"
Everyone actually understood a little bit, but they didn't dare to tell the truth.
"I know!" Mr. Shen raised his hand first to answer, "There are other people like me here, such as the woman I met above."
"That makes sense." The fool said perfunctorily, leaning against the wall in embarrassment.
"Thinking about it, that woman might have wanted to come down here," Mr. Shen said, becoming more and more excited. "Maybe she wants to open this door just like us."
"Well..." Baomu also responded.
"I understand everything." Mr. Shen's reasoning was already overwhelming. He assumed a Conan posture, supporting his chin with his bare wrist. "There is only one question left now. How should we open this door?"
It seems... this is the only problem all the time.
"Door frame... blood..." Mr. Shen shouted again, "I know! Use blood!"
"Ah~" Everyone pretended to be suddenly enlightened and looked at Mr. Shen with admiration, as if to say, "Why didn't I think of that?"
"Baomu, you idiot, I think our blood is needed to open this door," Mr. Shen said seriously to the two of them, "In that case, let's gather some blood quickly."
"Uh...actually I think..."
"I don't know how much is needed," Qin Yin interrupted the fool and muttered, taking out the folding knife from his backpack, "Then let me prick my fingertips first... Hey, it hurts a little. Who's coming next? Come here, Wen Ling, don't hide behind, you'll get stabbed sooner or later..."
Before Fool and Bao Mu came, they remembered to tell Qin Yin the truth that "it should only be Mr. Shen's blood." Wen Ling, the unlucky man who had a hard time talking about it, had already walked up to Fool with his fingers and groaned, indicating that he was here. one.
"I...I'll just cut it here," Shen Fu pointed to Qin Yin's arm. Qin Yin did not hesitate, raised the knife and dropped it. Shen Fu's eyes widened slightly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, " Wow, your knife skills are pretty good, it doesn’t even hurt.”
"Thank you for the compliment. It's because you have practiced more... Come on, Baomu, come here."
"Sister Xiaoyin...ah! It hurts so much!"
It seems that the performance of masters is not always stable.
Everyone covered their bleeding fingers (and arms) and looked at each other.
"Who will try first?" Shen Fu asked.
Fool and Baomu took a step back in tacit agreement, "Mr. Shen, you come first."
"Ah?" Mr. Shen said, "But I don't quite understand these..."
"You should just touch it on the door."
"Okay then..." Mr. Shen hesitantly squatted down to where the idiot touched the ghost blood, stretched out his right arm, and hesitantly approached, "Then the next one will be a treasure... eh? There's something going on!"
As soon as Shen Fu's bloody arm touched the edge of the door frame, the entire door suddenly began to tremble.
The fool quickly pulled Mr. Shen back, "Look, this door seems to be deformed."
The joint between the wooden door and the stone wall began to twist and deform, and the edges seemed to be melting. As Xiaolan yelled, the color of the wooden door gradually dimmed. In the blink of an eye, Xiaolan, covering his eyes, appeared. in front of them.
"Ah, your light is so bright."
The three of them quickly removed their flashlights and rushed over.
Qin Yin wanted to be the first one to hug Xiao Lan, but due to his poor legs and feet, he was beaten by Fool and Bao Mu. The two touched Xiao Lan's hair and confirmed that the child was intact for the time being, and then they felt relieved. .
"It turns out that one person's blood is enough," Mr. Shen was still muttering, "What a pity."
"That's great," Xiaolan finally regained her vision, hugging everyone with tears in her eyes and not letting go, "I miss you so much..."
"We miss you too," the fool stood up and looked behind him after being pulled away by Qin Yin, "Where is Zhang Boyin?"
"He's right behind...eh? Where is he?"
Behind everyone is not the end of the passage, but a path leading to another, deeper darkness.
Moreover, there was no trace of Zhang Boyin at all.
"He was clearly behind me just now," Xiaolan said, "right there...Sister Xiaoyin, what happened to your leg?"
"I'm fine. Where do you think Zhang Boyin is?"
"It should be...here," Xiaolan took two steps back, stood still, and said, "About this position, he was lying on a piece of black cloth, as if he was stuck to the ground, and he couldn't move no matter what. move."
"But he has disappeared now," Baomu said, "and I don't smell him at all."
"how can that be possible?"
"Could it be...that it's just an illusion," the fool speculated, "not the real Zhang Boyin?"
"I don't think so."
"That's it," Qin Yin said, "let's keep going forward. It's not the end yet anyway."
"this……"
"I think it's okay." Mr. Shen agreed.
It seemed that Mr. Shen's curiosity had been completely ignited by the few drops of blood just now.
The light of the flashlight shines into the depths of darkness, and what is reflected is a black stone wall that is almost the same as the surrounding one.
"Maybe the Taoist Master and the others are waiting for us deep in the cave." Qin Yin said.
Too.
After all, everyone has not arrived yet, and it is not time to retreat yet.
"That's it," the fool agreed, "but we have to be more careful."
"No problem!" Mr. Shen's self-confidence also skyrocketed.
Everyone simply tidied up and walked towards the depths of the cave.
"Brother idiot, where did you break your bone?"
"Ah, it's just my wrist..."
"It must hurt..."
"Oh, I only care about fools, but I don't even know how to care about your sister Xiaoyin..."
"Don't be jealous, Sister Xiaoyin, you haven't broken any bones."
"..."
