I said: "I'm not the kind of person who sells out his teammates. Selling teammates and knowing the trade-offs are two different things."
These words are my sincere words, and I am also afraid that something will happen to her down there.
After all, everyone knows that Mu Lingling formed a team with me. If she dies down here, even if I can get out, Piaomen will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble for me. Even if Zhou Ya takes control of Cemen, The vitality of Cemen must be severely damaged, and he cannot compete with a behemoth like Piaomen. With the old fox Zhang behind him, everything I have managed in the world in the past few months will be in vain.
Finding out the death of my parents and the secret of the Zhang family treasure is even more impossible.
So now I protect her not for my promise to Mr. Zheng, but for myself.
After a short break, she said, "Where are we?"
"Where is it?" I looked around and saw everything was dark, so I said, "The Gate of Hell"
She shut up immediately.
I got up from the ground, stretched my body, and said, "Can I still walk?"
She doesn't speak.
I walked over, picked her up on my back, and walked toward a cave in the distance.
Her portion was very generous and warm. Although this was not the time to think about such things, I couldn't help but give her a thumbs up in my heart.
She lay behind me and said, "Have you ever carried Zhou Ya on your back like this?"
"No."
"Then I'm the first?"
I stopped and said, "Sister, your Grandpa Zheng's life and death are unknown. Why do you still have the energy to think about it now? Just because I saved your life, you fell in love with me? Are you a love brain? ?”
She snorted: "You don't think I'm attracted to you, do you?"
I didn't say anything, but my feet started to move.
In this dark, humid and gloomy cave, I gritted my teeth, lowered my head, and walked unsteadily, like a camel walking in the desert.
I don’t know how long I’ve been walking, but there is something reflective in front of me.
I took a closer look and saw that it was a thick city wall that blocked the cave tightly. Under the wall was a puddle the size of a swimming pool. The water was so filthy that even if the headlights were turned on to the maximum, I couldn't see clearly what was inside. There is something.
Putting Mu Lingling down, I said: "The way back is impassable. We can only take the waterway. Since there is a wall here, it means there is space behind it."
She said: "Are you so sure?"
I then told her about the speculation about the imperial mausoleum, and told her that craftsmen who built mausoleums for princes, ministers or emperors would eventually be buried with them, so some craftsmen would secretly leave a way out for themselves when building mausoleums. The pit may have been a secret passage in the past. With the movement of tectonic plates over thousands of years, some underground rivers were squeezed out, and river water poured in.
"Then what if there is the one from before in this water..." Her voice became smaller and smaller.
To be honest, I'm worried too, but I have no choice.
I said, "I'll go down and take a look first. If it's safe, I'll come up to pick you up."
"Then you must remember to come back." She warned.
I took off my cotton clothes and splashed the water with my hands. I felt that the water temperature was within the tolerance range, so I plunged in.
With my presence, the water became more turbid. I pulled hard with both hands and swam forward, while my body was also rising. In about three minutes, I emerged from the water and was already on the other side of the big pit.
My guess is correct. This puddle is indeed an escape path left by the original craftsmen, because there are many iron tools on this side, such as hammers and chisels.
And there is a very high step in front of me, I don’t know where it leads.
Taking a sharp breath, I plunged back in again.
When I emerged from the water again, Mu Lingling said delicately: "I thought you left me and ran away."
"No, this wall is quite thick. Behind it is a staircase. I don't know where it leads. Can you swim?"
"Yes." She said, "But wearing clothes..."
"There's no way, the clothes will definitely get wet." After I came up and put on my cotton clothes to warm up for a while, I asked, "Are you ready?"
"Are you sure there's nothing underwater?"
I spread my hands and said, "I didn't see it."
Then I went into the water first, and then she came down and grabbed my clothes, and we swam to the other side together.
Three minutes is really not that long.
But holding your breath underwater is really constant.
After swimming for more than half, she pulled me hard, which meant that she couldn't hold it in any longer.
When I saw her flapping like that, my scalp went numb. Although I swam back and forth in the water and didn't see anything, I could just deal with her flapping vigorously if something happened to her.
I immediately knocked her unconscious with a knife and dragged her to the other side.
After getting out of the water, I didn't rush up.
I have already landed. Even if there is something in the water, it is still food.
I squatted on the shore, picked up some firewood and chisels and other things nearby, and made a tool for drilling wood to make fire.
It took a while to light a small fire, but at least it was enough to keep warm.
At this time, the headlamp on my head also failed.
Throwing it into the water, I raised a burning log and looked around, and I found a dozen torches made of tung oil, which could be used for lighting.
After the clothes were almost baked, I woke up Mu Lingling and called her my own cotton clothes on the boat.
Although I was still shivering from the cold, it was much better than before.
Then each of us held a torch and climbed up the stairs.
The tomb passage is so narrow that two people cannot walk side by side.
She was half a body behind me and said, "Li Shang, have you been to many tombs?"
"If you don't count the time before we left the army, this is the third one."
"Are you afraid of it?"
"nonsense."
"Have you ever encountered a zombie?"
"No, but I have encountered bloody corpses." I told her a few things about the tomb of King Qing.
She said: "You said this place is the imperial mausoleum. Are there real zombies in this place?"
These words entered my ears and I stopped in my tracks.
She bumped into me with a bang, but then said, "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
"No, I smell a familiar smell."
"What familiar smell?"
"The thing that cast an illusion on us." I held the torch, narrowed my eyes and looked straight ahead.
Right above the steps, a woman in red looked down at us.
Her hair covered her face, and she could only see the two blood-red dots behind her hair, which were her eyes.
I blocked Mu Lingling behind me and said, "Who are these people?"
The woman in red didn't say a word, turned around and walked slowly towards the top of the steps.
Mu Lingling was so frightened that she didn't dare to take a breath and would only hold my arm tightly.
I squinted my eyes and saw that the woman in red was walking in a strange way, very similar to the puppet general in the Tomb of the Three Kings.
Then he thought of a plan and threw the torch in his hand at her.
