The passage is a deep but not narrow stone staircase from top to bottom.
The color of the stone strips looks a bit off-white through the light of the flashlight.
But there seems to be some secret paint that we don't know about, which makes the stone strips able to absorb light.
So the visibility is only up to six or seven steps.
If you walk close to the wall of one of the passages, you will see some strange murals of little people.
There are many types of murals, but the pictures are simple and the contents of some murals can be roughly seen clearly.
Because we were afraid of getting separated, Uncle Yan asked us to walk in pairs, all walking against one of the walls.
We walked very slowly, because we were afraid of encountering any mechanism again, so we were careful every step we took.
But in fact, at this time, I was already very hungry. I couldn't even tell the difference between day and night. Everyone was feeling depressed and dull.
Uncle Yan himself walked at the front, holding a flashlight.
Qi Dachuan walked in the middle with the old man with ghost hands.
Leng Yue and I are in charge of the rear.
Almost half an hour passed, and Uncle Yan suddenly stopped.
"Old Qi, have you noticed anything wrong here?"
The old man with ghost hands was already half-dead because his two native bugs were killed. If Qi Dachuan hadn't been dragging him, I think he might have died in this place at any time.
However, Uncle Yan's words still received an answer from the old man with ghost hands.
The old man with ghost hands looked around, and then asked Uncle Yan to light a candle.
Then he slowly sat on the steps and asked Uncle Yan what was going on?
Uncle Yan pointed to one of the murals and said: "Look at this little man holding a mirror in his hand. I just counted and we have passed by this little man no less than ten times."
"This illustrates a problem. We seem to be going in circles...!"
After Uncle Yan finished speaking, Leng Yue directly answered: "23!"
Qi Dachuan asked incomprehensibly what Leng Yue meant?
Leng Yue said: "Every time we walk 23 steps, we will return to the starting point!"
Uncle Yan said: "But we are going all the way down. It doesn't make sense at all?"
I felt a little unhappy.
This woman has obviously discovered it a long time ago, why didn't she tell her earlier?
The reason why I have a problem with Leng Yue is because of what Li Dabao said.
Leng Yue seemed to know a lot about this, but she was just like a mute who was unwilling to say anything.
At least she is mute unless others take the initiative to ask.
So when I say why didn't you tell me earlier.
Leng Yue didn't even look at me, but replied lightly: "You didn't ask either?"
I go!
When I got this answer, I wanted to give Leng Yue a big mouth.
Who is this?
But Uncle Yan did not accuse Leng Yue, and even the old man with ghost hands didn't say anything.
As for Qi Dachuan, he couldn't say anything.
After all, they are both from Bashu.
"Fifth Master, could this be the fault of that little fat man who suppresses treasures?"
"Could he have entered the bottom palace of Hades?"
The old man with ghost hands sitting on the stone steps said solemnly: "It's impossible. That little guy is either behind us or at the bottom of the cave, but we don't know where he is hiding."
When Qi Dachuan asked the old man Guishou why he was so sure, the old man Guishou only answered two words.
"breath!"
breath?
The answer of the old man with ghost hands made me feel very metaphysical.
If I hadn't received some education, I felt like I could only experience what I experienced this time in a villain's book.
In fact, before I went to the ground, I had some psychological preparation. After all, when I was a child, I personally experienced some weird and unexplainable things.
But it was only then that I realized that everything I encountered was something that could not be explained scientifically.
After the old man with ghost hands finished speaking, he said slowly: "Yam Luo Wu, what do you think of this situation?"
Uncle Yan thought for a while and said, "Although we don't know what we hit for the time being, it certainly can't be a ghost."
"So we can eliminate this directly. The only thing left is Qimen Dunjia or the secret passage."
As he spoke, Uncle Yan asked Qi Dachuan to take out the rope from the bag. This was the only rope we had left.
Uncle Yan's method is very simple, that is, regardless of whether this corridor is the same as the original route.
But at least it can't be endless, and the reason why we keep going in circles is probably our visual problems.
He had experienced similar situations in other tombs.
The rope is a dead thing without consciousness and thought. We only need each of us to hold the rope, one person stays in place, and the rest of us walk slowly downward.
As long as the people below and the people above can stay within sight.
Leng Yue also said just now that we can return to the starting point with only 23 steps, so this means that we only need to walk 23 steps to know what is going on.
Although the number of flashlights is not enough, you can light a few candles as lighting points. Although the flame of the candles is very weak, at least you can see a blurry figure, which is enough.
I certainly don't have the slightest say in this so-called 'organisation'.
And Uncle Yan also let me stay at the starting point in order to take care of me.
But I volunteered and said, "Uncle Yan, why don't I go downstairs? He's like this and it's hard to move around."
I pointed at the old man with ghost hands, which meant that this thing was half dead, so it was better to let him stay where he was.
The old man with ghost hands looked up at me, let out a very uncomfortable laugh in his throat, and then nodded.
His laughter made me feel numb all over, so I simply let Qi Dachuan be the second one and I would be the third one.
Leng Yue was in front of me, and Uncle Yan was in the first position.
After everything was ready, we all found our corresponding positions.
When it was Uncle Yan's turn at last, he greeted us all first and then started to go down slowly.
I stood there leaning against the wall, waiting for the final result.
At this moment, I suddenly felt something blowing in my ear, which was a bit cold and made me feel furry.
This startled me, and I turned sideways and looked at the wall.
On the wall is a mural of a little man.
Because the walls are pure black, the content of the mural can only be seen at a close distance.
It was a little man blowing into something that looked like a big pot.
And in the cauldron are some little figures with half of their bodies exposed.
Other than that there's nothing unusual about it.
But the moment I withdrew my gaze, I seemed to find something.
Then he took a few steps forward and got closer to the cauldron on the mural.
The head of one of the villains was gone, replaced by a black thing that could still move!
I looked closer again and found that this black thing was covered with something like water waves.
There seemed to be many lines on the dark things, but I couldn't see them clearly because of the light problem.
If the black thing hadn't moved, maybe I wouldn't be able to guess anything.
But just when I was about to look away, the black thing suddenly moved.
Although it was just a moment, a flash of lightning flashed in my mind.
It's like an eye!
This is a word that comes out of nowhere.
When I realized it was an eye, I was so frightened that I just wanted to scream.
Then I heard Uncle Yan shout from the bottom: "Yes...!"
But at the same time, the entire passage suddenly shook violently, as if there was an earthquake. The candle on the ground fell to the ground and went out with a pop due to the violent vibration.
My surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.
Just when I wanted to hold on to the wall to stabilize my body, I found that the wall that should have been there was empty.
I lost my center of gravity and fell down...!
