The surrounding area seemed to be getting darker. I had an idea and took out a Tiangang Suppression Talisman and stuck it at the entrance of the cave.
At the same time, I thought silently in my heart: The Supreme Lord’s divine soldiers are as fierce as the law!
After reciting the mantra, I was about to open my eyes when I suddenly heard three deafening gunshots.
The fat man suddenly fired from the top of the beam.
The fat man and Long Wu were holding one of my legs. The fat man fired with one hand, and Long Wu's black-gold mountain blade was chopping something with a silver light dancing on it.
I immediately felt something bad, so I quickly opened my eyes, and a ghost baby's head, cut in half, flew down next to my nose.
The sharp teeth in the mouth are so real that if it were even a millimeter closer, my nose would be scratched by the sharp teeth.
Just when I thought it was too good to scream, the talisman left by Taoist Cheng was actually effective against ghosts beating the wall, but I saw in the distance at the Lingge stone pool, the headless mummy had pinned the satyr into the pool, and the unicorn among them The clever thing was disturbed, and the scarlet liquid flowing out of the eyes suddenly atomized, turning into bulging red smoke and scattering in all directions.
not good! There is highly toxic smoke!
Red smoke makes people extremely uneasy, and the color red naturally gives people an aura of warning.
Whether it is red rain, red dance, or red liquid, they all represent ominousness. Even the most advanced warning signal is red!
Fatty and Long Wu heard my scream of warning. As soon as the gunshots stopped and the light of the sword went out, I could tell by the feeling that they were all looking back.
The fat man yelled in despair: "Yes! Splash the rats with hot soup - the whole nest will be destroyed! I was thinking of running over there for my life, but the ghost babies behind me can't kill them, and old man Sima Yi is letting out poisonous smoke again!" "
I shouted, "Pull me up quickly! I'll figure it out!"
As soon as I finished speaking, Fatty and Long Wu pushed hard at the same time, but halfway through, I suddenly saw something pushing out of the slime black hole at the corner of the beam.
What can be pushed out of the nanmu hole that has been drilled?
I quickly called a stop, don’t pull it yet! Something's out!
The fat man was injured to begin with. I would let him pull and let him go, but when I took off my strength in mid-air, he felt like his waist would break.
He suddenly said dissatisfied: "Old Cao, the ghost baby is going to bite our neck! Do you still have the heart to swing on the swing?"
"There's something! Hurry! I'll get it right away!"
I grabbed the thing that was pushing out, and randomly saw a dark shadow flashing behind it. It looked like another horseshoe crab but not exactly like it. When I looked in, I couldn't see it anymore.
I didn't have time to take a closer look at what I was holding in my hands. At first glance, I thought it was a black tower-like object, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with a hanging ornament at the end.
This piece felt cold in my hand and had hard grooves. When I thought about it again, I suddenly felt something was wrong.
My tactical gloves are not thin, but as soon as I hold them, I feel so refreshing. It was as if it had been buried in the deep sea for thousands of years and had just been fished out.
But at the critical moment, I didn't dare to waste another second, so I quickly hesitated and let them lift me up.
In mid-air, I held the pagoda in one hand and fired several rounds from the pistol in the other. At such a close distance, all the big heads of the ghost babies were exploded.
It's so heartless to get so many children. These ghost babies look very similar to children. I would rather believe that these are the strange insects that the alchemist under Sima Yi found. Otherwise, this kind of behavior will be regarded as dust for eternity!
We tried our best to resist this offensive. When the "ghost babies" saw the red mist coming in all directions, they began to grit their teeth and make arrogant sounds, and even began to retreat in groups.
The ghost babies that climbed up the pillar scrambled to retreat, while a small group at the bottom was still climbing up. The two groups of ghost babies collided together, and patches of ghost babies fell from mid-air.
The ghost baby that falls falls into the wave of ghost baby corpses below and will be eaten immediately.
What I saw was that my scalp tightened. These things were too weird and cruel. As long as they were movable, they had to be chewed. How could those small bodies withstand the dense teeth and big mouths competing for food? torn to pieces.
If this thing falls down, I don’t dare to think about it anymore. If such a thing really happens, I’m afraid the gods will come and not even a single hair will be left.
The red mist became wider and dispersed, and the ghost baby on the beam became more and more anxious. At first, he was afraid of the guns in our hands, and bared his teeth at us while retreating.
I made a gesture to the fat man, and the big guy temporarily stopped attacking. The ghost babies seemed to understand, and they ran away like crazy without any scruples.
Without glancing down, most of the ghost babies below had disappeared. They must have fled back into the cracked wall.
The situation between friends and foes changed in an instant. They were in a life-and-death situation just now, but now they are all thinking about escaping. Those ghost babies escaped, but we should also think about how we can escape.
We don't dare to go into the cracks where the ghost babies get into. If we choose those cracks as an escape route in a panic, we are simply trying to stuff our heads in because tigers don't eat people.
"What did you risk your life to take out just now? And you said you wouldn't let me take it. Now you're not risking your life when you see the treasure." The fat man became angry as he spoke.
I was about to explain a few words, but when I opened my mouth, I thought it was a waste of time to escape.
When the fat man saw that I was silent, he tried to snatch it away, but in the end he pulled the object inside the pagoda into his hand, which turned out to be a string of Buddhist beads.
Pulled out a string of Buddhist beads from the pagoda. The fat man held it in his hand and said, "It's a good thing. No one will love it once it's worn. I just don't know if Sartre's thing is afraid of this string of beads."
Mention of Sartre.
I suddenly found that the water flow at the mouth of the mountain was rapidly decreasing. The red mist had not spread there yet, but the mist was already filling the Lingge Stone Pond.
"You bitch wearing a cotton-padded jacket------so sorry, come on, I'll give you back the rosary. I'm impatient. This time it's mine." The fat man apologized to me in his mother's muddy language. I don't know. There is a string of rosary beads hidden in the pagoda. I am afraid that the two are one, and if they were damaged just now, their value will be greatly reduced.
Holding this rosary in my hand, it felt dry and numb. It looked like countless small holes had been poked into the surface by needles. Without a chance to take a closer look, they were quickly stuffed back into the pagoda. The pagoda was so long that it almost reached half of my backpack, so I had to tie it to one side of the backpack to fix it.
After fixing the pagoda, I realized that my hands were shaking all the time. I tried hard to calm myself down, but it was to no avail.
This is a sign that a person is extremely nervous and has begun to feel overwhelmed.
The red mist became thicker and thicker. My hands were trembling and my palms were full of sweat. I really didn’t know what results were waiting for us next.
At the same time, there was a puzzling muffled sound coming from the Lingge stone pool. It was like a giant toilet being flushed.
We ventured to climb over, and the birthplace of the red mist was directly below us. Now it is only from this angle that we can see the entire stone pool.
I saw that all the grooves and ravines outside the stone pool had dried up. The mountain stream suddenly stopped, as if it was completely blocked by some giant object in the middle. All the transparent corpses rushing down from the mountain stream were also gone.
Looking further into the Qilin Stone Pool, a huge vortex appeared centered under Qilin. The frequency of Qilin's eyes spraying red liquid was accelerating. Due to the emergence of the vortex, the water level dropped rapidly, and the red liquid spewed out did not stop. As a medium of water, red mist rises when it encounters air.
Three flashlights were shining directly on one place. The underside of the Qilin's belly could not be seen clearly, but there were three or four transparent corpses around the vortex. They had already been half-wound into the vortex, and they would be completely trapped in the vortex in a moment.
No one knows where the underground of the whirlpool leads to. The headless mummy and Sartre have disappeared. They must have been sucked into the bottom of the whirlpool early.
We were lucky. At this time, the position of the beam was only a few meters away from the entrance of Shanman Cave. The corpse rushed down from it. It must be connected to the tomb of King Longquanjing, but how are we going to get up?
I was thinking hard when suddenly the hanging sarcophagus below made an extremely discordant clicking sound, as if a dozen huge chains pulling it were about to break at the same time.
Now when I look down, I can only see the bowl-like vortex under Qilin. It is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, but the narrowest point as far as the eye can see is one meter in diameter, which is more than enough to suck a person in.
I looked up again at the entrance of the large mountainous cave, and suddenly an idea occurred to me. I hurriedly pointed the flashlight at the depth and shined it, but unfortunately the illumination was not clear. Then I remembered that the searchlight above my head had not been turned on yet. There were two crisp sounds, and I turned the top of my head to the cave. When the searchlight was turned on, a step-like shape appeared on the inner wall of Shanman Cave. One level after another, although it is not obvious, it can still be distinguished.
How could natural stone steps be formed in the mountains?
I secretly screamed that something was wrong, unless the stone steps had existed for a long time, but were later cut off at the middle. After thousands of years of underground water erosion, a drop of water could penetrate the stone, let alone such a huge amount of water.
The obvious outline of the stone steps has been washed away over the years and has become increasingly blurred, so we could not discover it immediately.
According to this, if this conclusion is true, then this mountain is not naturally formed. Instead, it is integrated with the Lingge Stone Pool below, and is even closely connected with the hanging sarcophagus.
This is a complete and wonderful mechanism protection layout of the main tomb!
Inferring this, we wish we could wake up from a dream. From the moment we stepped into the underground palace, we were already immersed in the amazing and perfect layout left by Sima Yi. I just wish I couldn't have analyzed and discovered this wonderful feature earlier. The precise layout of this underground palace is mainly reflected in one ring after another. If we hadn't been lucky before, we would have died thousands of times.
Not to mention anything else, the venom of the dragon-horned red-tailed moth is enough to kill us five hundred times.
Not to mention the poisonous poisonous ghost babies that had just escaped. If they were allowed to share their food and destroy their bones and flesh, they would not be able to be reincarnated, even as lonely souls. Will never be reincarnated.
I couldn't care less about my worries at the moment. I followed the stone steps that had been washed away for thousands of years and counted up. There were only four or five steps. I could vaguely see an elbow at the end of the steps, like a faucet, a position between the water outlet and the twist switch. , directly connected to the "water pipe" pipe.
I alone can't be sure, but the red poisonous mist below refused to give us a chance and was still spreading. We didn't dare to look down because it was too close to us. At this time, we are really racing against death, racing against time, cherishing every second.
Both of them could not see clearly, but they had no other choice but to give it a try. If there was really a way to escape, our lives would not be saved.
