Xu Chuxiang raised his hand and looked at his watch.
What she is wearing is a Girard-Perregaux watch produced by Ruisi in the Western Continent. It is privately customized. The crystal glass watch mirror is protected by a metal grille. The stainless steel bezel is also inlaid with diamonds. This piece alone The value of the watch was enough for her father, Xu Pingxi, to have another concubine.
But when Xu Pingxi paid for this watch as a birthday gift for his daughter, he didn't even blink. He was even happier than when he bought the helicopter.
It's just that the expensive watch, in the environment Xu Chuxiang was in at this time, had no meaning other than being able to determine the time.
And it may never mean anything again.
Three hours have passed, and there is still no movement on the stone door.
When Han Biao was just sent into this stone room, Xu Chuxiang could still maintain a certain calmness, and she did not see how the weird stone giant slaughtered Professor Holt and the white people, so she thought that Professor Holt and the others With so many weapons and ammunition, and even a box of grenades, it should be easy to take down the stone monster.
Moreover, there are several luminous pearls inlaid in this stone chamber. The interior is very bright and will not make people too scared.
But when three hours passed and the stone door was still not open, Xu Chuxiang realized that unexpected changes might have occurred outside.
Then she began to feel anxious. Although Xu Chuxiang was not that delicate young lady, she was still just an ordinary person.
It is impossible for an ordinary person not to feel irritable in such a mysterious and strange place, locked in an airtight stone room for three full hours.
Just like the few young people from the mountain village who entered the stone room with her, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pot from the beginning, circling around the stone room, or working together to push the stone door. Of course, their efforts Nothing works.
"At this time, you should sit down first and try to conserve your energy."
At the beginning, Xu Chuxiang, who had some knowledge of wilderness survival, kindly gave some suggestions to the young people in the mountain village. Unfortunately, they did not appreciate it and continued to make various futile attempts. So Xu Chuxiang did not say anything more and sat alone. In a corner, he looked at the strange things in the stone room.
There were jars and vials of different sizes, stones that looked like broken human bodies, old clothes with bloodstains on them, black palm-sized scales of unknown animals, and many things that Xu Chuxiang didn’t know what to do with. How can I describe this strange thing? It's like the wizard's alchemy room in those fantasy novels in the Western Continent.
About an hour later, the young people from the mountain village finally stopped and gathered around a stocky young man to discuss anxiously.
"Brother Dahu, what should I do? This door can't be opened at all!"
"Brother Dahu, will we really not be able to get out?"
"Brother Dahu, we won't die here."
Only the short and stocky young man is still laughing and looking careless.
"What are you worried about? Huh?"
His eyes swept across the faces of his anxious companions, and he said nonchalantly:
"Don't forget that Mazi is outside!"
His words seemed to have some magic power. The other young people suddenly became quiet, and the anxious look on their faces also dissipated a lot.
"Yeah, Mazi is outside."
"Mazi will always find a way."
Several young people from the mountain village talked one after another.
pock?
Is that the pockmarked boy?
Xu Chuxiang was a little surprised and confused when he listened to the conversation over there.
It seems that the pockmarked boy is very trusted among these young people.
Of course, Xu Chuxiang didn't think that pockmarked boy could do anything in this matter. This was not comparable to the difficulty of making a pot of delicious fish soup.
At this time, I saw several young people from the mountain village also sitting down in a corner, taking out dry food and water from their bamboo-backed baskets and starting to eat.
Xu Chuxiang's stomach rumbled a few times. Speaking of which, she hadn't eaten anything since last night after drinking that pot of fish soup. Professor Holt had given her bread before setting off in the morning, but at that time Xu Chuxiang I have no appetite at all, and after climbing the mountain for most of the day, I am inevitably hungry now.
The stocky young man glanced in her direction, then came over with a piece of dry food and a jug of water.
"Girl, let's have something to eat."
Xu Chuxiang glanced at the black cake-like thing in his hand, but he didn't dare to try it, but he still smiled gratefully at the short and sturdy young man and said:
"Thank you, I'm not hungry yet."
When he said this, Xu Chuxiang thought that maybe Han Biao would be able to rescue her after waiting for a while.
The stocky young man thought for a moment, took a piece of cloth covering the bamboo basket, placed the piece of dry food and the water bottle next to Xu Chuxiang, then walked back to his corner, and never bothered Xu Chuxiang again.
Originally, she was worried about Xu Chuxiang being alone in the same room with so many people of the opposite sex, but from beginning to end, the few mountain village youths, except for occasionally looking at her, did not do any rude or offensive behavior.
Then another three hours passed, and there was still no movement at Shimen.
Xu Chuxiang's mood turned from impatience to fear.
Isn't it true that I have been trapped in this sealed stone room forever?
What is going on outside? Why didn't Uncle Han come to save him?
Doubts, fears, and panic began to slowly occupy Xu Chuxiang's mind.
She started standing up and walking around.
As for the young people in the mountain village, except for the stocky young man, several others seemed to be uneasy again.
"Don't worry, Mazi is definitely thinking of a solution. Let's wait."
The stocky young man continued to comfort his companions.
After hearing this, Xu Chuxiang, who was a little out of control, sneered and said:
"What can he do? If he had a way, he would have come to rescue you long ago!"
The stocky young man looked towards her, was silent for a while, and then said:
"Girl, Mazi is a very resourceful person. He will always find a way. You'd better sit down and take a rest first!"
Xu Chuxiang ignored him and continued to walk around to relieve his increasingly uneasy mood.
On the eighth hour after being trapped in the secret room, Xu Chuxiang finally sat down because she could no longer walk.
On the ninth hour, Xu Chuxiang ate the black pancake and found it delicious. He also drank up the pot of water that might have been drunk by the young man from the mountain village.
After regaining some energy, Xu Chuxiang started walking around the stone room again.
At the eleventh hour, Xu Chuxiang sat in the corner again.
The young people from the mountain village were already lying on the ground sleeping.
I really don’t know how these people can sleep.
Xu Chuxiang thought so, and she fell asleep soon after. Excessive fatigue and exertion were not something that the will could resist.
Xu Chuxiang had several terrible nightmares, including being trampled to death by the terrifying stone man, or being eaten by those hungry mountain village youths. Then Xu Chuxiang woke up from his dream and found out Those mountain village youths are still in their own corner
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Xu Chuxiang looked at his watch and saw that he had slept for three hours.
But this time, Xu Chuxiang did not get up again, curled up her legs, hugged her knees, and began to cry softly. She wanted to see her father very much, and she was afraid she would never see him again.
"I'm sorry, daddy..."
Maybe it was because she regretted the words she had not said before and the things she had done that hurt her father's heart, or maybe Xu Chuxiang knew how painful her father would be if she died here.
"Girl, don't cry. If you wait a little longer, Mazi will definitely be thinking of a solution..."
The stocky young man came to her side and tried to comfort her, but unfortunately he was too clumsy to say anything else. He could only say over and over again that Mazi had something to do.
"Get away!"
Xu Chuxiang yelled at him hysterically.
The stocky young man walked away silently.
On the twentieth hour, Xu Chuxiang stopped crying and just stared numbly at the top of the stone chamber. By this time, she was completely desperate.
There seemed to be some disputes among the young people from the mountain village, but Xu Chuxiang ignored it. She didn't know what would happen next in this stone room, and whether she would really be eaten by those young people from the mountain village like in her dream.
They also seemed to be out of food and water.
I don’t know how long time passed. Xu Chuxiang didn’t look at the time on her watch again. She felt it was meaningless and she didn’t want to know when she died.
At a certain moment, Xu Chuxiang raised his head weakly, looked at the opposite corner, and asked in a hoarse voice:
"Do you still think your companions can come to save you?"
The stocky young man sat there, leaning against the wall. He looked a little weak, but he still nodded firmly.
"I believe Mazi will definitely find a way."
"He's a very resourceful person."
Xu Chuxiang smiled palely.
"Once before..."
The stocky young man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to prove that the pockmarked boy was really a very capable person. At this moment, the door of the stone room was opened.
A face covered with pockmarks poked its way in from the door, with a bright and ugly smile on its face.
"Dahu, Shitou, Sangui... you are all still alive!"
Xu Chuxiang looked at the pockmarked face blankly, wondering for a moment if he was hallucinating.
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When Han Biao opened the stone door and Shu Guan couldn't wait to put his head in, on the other side, Li Zhixia recited a few spells, then stretched out her hands, and the black copper bell hanging above the black Tai Chi diagram slowly fell. It came down and landed on the length of his palms.
"Master Qixia's uncle must be dead, otherwise I wouldn't be able to take back the Qingxin Bell so easily."
He turned around and said this to his second disciple.
"There are no traces of anyone else's mind control on the Qingxin Bell."
Li Zhixia sighed softly, with a sigh that seemed to be a little relieved, but also a little regretful.
Then he held the Qingxin Bell with one hand and pushed towards the stone door with the other hand.
"Let's go in and take a look. Maybe the remains of Master Qixia's great-uncle are in this stone room."
While speaking, Li Zhixia's palm fell on the black Tai Chi diagram.
The next moment, his body trembled suddenly, and countless strange black colors poured into Li Zhixia's eyes.
