I can't bear to repeat the rest of the process. All I know is that the blood flowing from Granny Huo's wound is all black.
We made a few backpacks and packed all the things that should be taken into one of the bags. In the little brother's backpack, we found two strange rings, and we knew at a glance that it was the instigator of the two imprints we saw in the coffin just now.
This thing must be very important in my backpack, so we stuffed it all into the bag.
The stuffy oil bottle still didn't wake up. I picked him up and tied him tightly.
The weight of the younger brother is actually moderate, and his body's muscle content is very large, so although his figure looks thin and well-proportioned, his actual weight is much heavier than the last time I helped him.
The fat man carried all the other things and Granny Huo's head. Our plan is to go back the same way. Before leaving, we sent all the people who were still breathing back to the secret room.
Although we knew that they would definitely not be able to wait until we came in next time, we still left some water and food.
If they, like the ghost, survive in the end, then we are left with a glimmer of hope.
To be honest, it is difficult to make this choice, and it is also very uncomfortable in my heart. But I told myself-I'm just an ordinary person, I can only do so much.
Still going down from the burning hole, to the floor that I walked through before.
I asked the fat man if he wanted to keep going up. The fat man said: "***, our purpose is to come in and save the little brother. Now that the little brother is saved, don't you want to slip away
Even if there are countless Russian girls dancing pole dancing above, I will definitely not go up! "
There are many floors above the Zhangjia Ancient Building. There should be all kinds of strange situations on each floor. But at this time I also rarely felt fear suppressed all my curiosity.
We walked back carefully all the way, and soon we reached the ground floor.
I was sweating profusely, and my feet were shaking unconsciously. Usually this kind of rough work comes from fat people. Now I feel like I'm about to die suddenly. I didn't expect to be so tired by carrying a person.
The fat man was also exhausted with other things on his back. He stopped to light his cigarette and said, "Wait first, we can't go back the same way, that thing must be there waiting for us.
Even if you don't wait for us, the quicksand layer is too damn difficult to get away. With so many weird bugs, we will definitely be unlucky if we go down. We have to find a route for my brother to come in! "
The bronze gate was closed before, so brothers and them must have not come in from the way we came.
I thought how to find it, this guy is in a deep coma now!
The fat man said suddenly: "Look at the ground!"
I looked down and found that the ground was full of messy footprints. I cast a puzzled look at him, and he said: "You are with me. I think you are slowly becoming stupid. Look at the door to here."
I looked at what the fat man said, and realized what he was talking about. Entering the door, there are only two clear footprints, and you can see that it is him and me.
"Brother, they don't seem to come in from the door." Fatty said, "You see, the footprints here are very messy. Now we can find out where they came from based on the pattern on the soles of Brother's shoes."
Looking down at the countless footprints under our feet, I knew that the fat man’s method was feasible.
We followed his method all the way back and searched, and soon came to the middle of a few pillars. We found that the footprint of the stuffy oil bottle turned out to be from a pillar.
"Could it be Zhu Nan who came out of the pillar?" I felt puzzled by my chin. The fat man pressed his face up and looked at the details of the pillar carefully.
This pillar is full of patterns in the style of Pixiu, which is really rare in ancient tombs. I'm pretty sure this pattern is brave.
But in these brave, I found some unicorn scales.
I think this may be a new type of hybrid animal, or the style is wrong, but the carving is so serious, it feels unlikely that it is wrong.
The fat man touched those Pai Yao's buttocks, suddenly let go, and turned to another pillar to touch. After touching it back and forth dozens of times, he said to me, "The temperature is different!
The materials of the two pillars are the same. This one really wanted to be covered with some metal, but it was deliberately seated by the same painter as the other one. "
"So, there are institutions in it?" I said.
"Then it needs to be said that the footprints of my brother came out from here. There must be agencies here. This place may be the official secret passage in and out of this ancient building."
The fat man said, "Let me press some more carefully. One of them must be weird." Then the fat man would take off his coat and go up and study it.
I hurried to stop: "As long as the dust here gets sweaty, your whole body will be itchy, and the taste is more uncomfortable than death. And when you scratch, a piece of skin will follow, and you will touch these braves. Ass, you may not touch any mechanism."
Hearing what I said, the fat man could only be wrapped in clothes. However, he didn't care about the mechanism. He tiptoed up and said, "There is no particularly deadly mechanism along the way. I don't think I need to worry about this. Just be careful. How do I say Fat Master is very experienced."
Speaking of the fat man, he studied the details of the brave one by one, and it was a bit awkward to be careful, but no matter how researched, I felt that these brave were dead and couldn't be touched.
Just when we were wondering, the stuffy oil bottle on my back suddenly moved. I saw his hand stretched out.
I looked back at him. He was extremely weak, still closed his eyes, and didn't know if he was fully awake.
The fat man also looked back at him and asked softly: "Brother, what do you want to do?"
"I'm coming." The stuffy oil bottle on his back whispered.
I immediately understood what he meant, and I walked a few steps forward, putting his oddly long fingers on the icy pillar, and then gently sliding his fingers on all the patterns.
I carried him on my back and walked around the pillar quietly, without daring to make any sound. When we reached the twentieth circle, we listened to the boring oil bottle saying: "The first row is the thirteenth, the second row is the sixth and the third row is the seventh. Tap each one lightly. Click. Remember the order."
After speaking, his hand dropped immediately.
The fat man obeyed immediately. After finishing it, I suddenly saw these pillars start to rotate slowly. Turning around, a gap appeared on the middle pillar that could only allow one person to pass sideways. Inside the gap is a passage, all the way down, straight to the ground.
On the inner wall of this column, there are climbing spikes.
"There is a brother in the family, like a treasure!" said the fat man.
The two of us put down the equipment in our hands, and I passed the little brother over to the fat man first, and went down sideways cautiously, and then caught the little brother. Going down to the bottom, taking a photo with a lighter, I couldn't help being surprised-we actually saw a room made of stones, and depending on the surroundings, it should be an underground palace.
"Is this part of the ancient building of the Zhang family?" The fat man asked, and I nodded—according to the previous practice, the underground palace of this ancient building should be the tomb of the ancestors of the Zhang family. I'm afraid that the people buried in this place are all old people who are quite old.
"what to do?"
"Brother came out from here. Obviously the import and export are here! Brother, you are a good person to do it to the end, and then GPS." The fat man said to the bottle of stuffy oil.
The stuffy oil bottle made no response on my back, and it seemed that he had passed out again. The fat man looked at it and could only shake his head, and said to me, "It's out of power."
"Let's go, let's be careful. Since the way out is here, we can always find it." I said, "If we encounter mountains and bridges, we walk one step at a time. Let's put the little brother down, let's look around first. "
There is no dust here, so you can have a good rest. I think the fat man is also panting quite badly, so I asked him to put everything down first.
I really have never been so tired before. The little brother got off my shoulder, and I immediately felt dizzy. I rubbed my shoulders and followed the fat man around to check.
After looking at it, we found that the only way out ahead was a stone gate. The stone door was closed tightly, but the traces of it had been opened recently can be seen from under the door.