The diameter of the hole on the ground is more than half a foot wide, and it is a very neat circle. It was obviously dug manually.
The Taoist Priest with a grimace was puzzled. How could there be a pothole here? Could it be a trap set intentionally?
He couldn't allow him to think too much. He was now sure that He Siniang and Luo Laoqi must have fallen into this hole. Even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, he had to go down and take a look.
Taoist Ghostface first put his head into the cave and shouted several times, but there was no response at all. The echo that had not been returned for a long time in the cave also told Taoist Ghostface that the depth of this hole was probably unusual.
Straightening up, the grim-faced Taoist priest thought for a moment, and then immediately took out the crowbar from his backpack.
The length of the crowbar is just longer than the diameter of the hole. He only needs to tie the Eagle Lock to the middle of the crowbar, and then place the crowbar horizontally at the hole, so that there is a fixed point downwards. To be on the safe side, the Taoist Ghostface hung the idle flying claws on the edge of the cave entrance. This was equivalent to another layer of insurance. As long as there was no man-made damage above, there would basically be nothing wrong.
After fixing the flying lock, the grimace Taoist walked along the entrance of the cave.
The inner wall of the cave entrance is a bit rough and surrounded by protruding rocks. It seems that the cave has not been deliberately repaired. In addition, the Taoist Ghostface also noticed that the entire four walls of the cave were dark, as if they had been painted with a layer of black paint.
The further he climbed down, the more the ghost-faced Taoist priest felt that the black color of the wall was a bit strange. At this time, he simply stopped, then propped his body up against the wall, and when he took a closer look with the torch, he was shocked and couldn't help but said in surprise: " Isn’t this fucking blood stain?!”
The black color on the entire inner wall of the pit is actually the traces left by dried blood!
"How much blood does it take to dye the entire cave wall black?" The grim-faced Taoist priest was shocked. If this hole is really a trap, I am afraid that countless people have been here over the years, leaving their blood and lives behind. Inside the cave.
Thinking of this, the grim-faced Taoist priest became even more worried about the safety of Luo Laoqi and He Siniang. He hurriedly continued deeper into the cave, and at the same time kept shouting: "Siniang! Lao Qi! Can you hear me?"
"Taoist priest...come here and help me..."
Unexpectedly, a weak response actually came from the cave, and it was none other than He Siniang.
The Taoist priest with a grimace hurriedly called out: "Siniang! The poor Taoist is here!" He didn't dare to neglect anything in his hands, grabbing the rope and sliding straight down.
After sliding down another seven to eight feet, he finally saw He Siniang's figure below.
He Siniang was leaning against the back wall, with her legs supporting the front wall to support her body. Her left hand was wrapped around a rope, which should be her Eagle Lock, while her right hand was holding something that looked very heavy, and her body looked shaky as it was being pulled.
It's Lao Qi!
The grim-faced Taoist priest immediately discovered that the heavy object was Luo Laoqi. He seemed to have passed out and showed no signs of exerting any force. He was hanging straight below He Siniang like a hanged ghost.
The grim-faced Taoist priest quickly landed next to He Siniang, braced his feet on the rock wall and began to pull Lao Qi's collar.
He Siniang also moved her body, trying to make as much space as possible for the grim-faced Taoist priest. However, Luo Laoqi was too heavy. After he fainted, he was no different from a pig. In addition, the space in the pit was too narrow. When the two of them were busy working together, not only did Luo Laoqi fail to pull him up, but he was also thrown down. The whereabouts dropped a few points.
He Siniang quickly stopped the grim-faced Taoist priest. She gestured to the lower part of her body, and then said: "Taoist Master, throw a light down quickly. I feel that the lower part is not far from the ground."
The grim-faced Taoist priest threw the torch down as he was told. The torch turned three or four times in the darkness, and then fell to the ground as expected. From this, he deduced that it was only about five or six feet away from the ground.
With this judgment, the two decided to use the Flying Eagle Lock to Luo Laoqi first. Next, the two of them began to use their hands and feet together. The Taoist priest with a grimace supported the position of the three of them. He Siniang freed her hands, and then used her own flying eagle lock to fix it to Luo Laoqi. Finally, the two of them worked together to slowly move in the air. Luo Laoqi was brought to the ground smoothly.
After finishing all this, the Grimace Taoist and He Siniang were already sweating profusely, but now was not the time to breathe. The two of them climbed down from the pothole one after another, and finally relaxed after they were both firmly on the ground. Take a breath.
"Huh!" He Siniang sighed as if she was exhausted: "I almost walked through the gate of hell again. Taoist Master, please see how Lao Qi is doing. He seems to have been knocked unconscious after hitting the rock wall. ”
The Taoist Priest with a grimace picked up the torch on the ground and asked, while going to check on Luo Laoqi: "What's going on? How could you, Siniang, accidentally fall into this trap?"
"I ran too fast just now, and I didn't pay attention to my steps. By the time I realized what I was doing, I had fallen into the hole. Fortunately, the walls inside the hole were very rough, so I managed to hang on to the Eagle Lock and save my life."
"His grandma is so wicked!" the Taoist priest with a grimace scolded: "She actually dug a few holes on the platform. There is still snow in the dark, no matter who the fuck is."
"How's Lao Qi doing?"
"I was hit on the back of the head, but it's nothing serious. I'll find Hexiang Pills and give him a sniff, and he should wake up." The grim-faced Taoist priest said as he began to search for pills in his backpack, and at the same time, he subconsciously muttered: "It just doesn't happen. I wonder if Lin Wutou will be so lucky."
"Did Lin Wutou also fall into the trap?" He Siniang asked curiously.
The Taoist priest with a grimace nodded: "It just fell into another cave. The person who built this place is really a grandson. Who would have thought that there would be traps on the flat ground, and there are more than one."
"Yes, it feels like these traps are tailor-made for us. As long as there are less than two conditions: darkness and snow, it will not be so easy to fall into."
"Huh?" He Siniang's words suddenly made the grimace Taoist think. Yes, the traps are too low-level. If it were a day before snow, wouldn't these traps be just a few bright potholes? If a person is not blind, how can he fall in?
Thinking of this, the grim-faced Taoist priest asked tentatively: "Siniang, did you notice the rock wall in the cave after you fell into the hole?"
"I didn't pay much attention to it. My situation was too critical at that time. I was busy saving Lao Qi and saving myself. However, I noticed that... the rock walls above seemed to be dark."
"That's all blood." The grim-faced Taoist priest said, "The entire cave wall was stained with blood, so it was left with a dark color."
"ah?!"
"The poor Taoist didn't think much about this just now. Now think about it carefully, how many people must fall to dye the cave wall red? What about the bones? If so many people really fall, the bones will pile up around us. Already?"
