Looking at the exit again, there were actually two guillotine-like iron plates, which were put together to block the exit. Fortunately, I pulled it in time, otherwise Qu Mo would have been beheaded.
This is simply a trap, luring us in to be handed over to the dead ostrich, and then making a fuss about the exit if we are not dead. Life and death are often just a matter of a moment, and we are lucky to escape it every time.
Qu Mo was so frightened that her face turned pale. This time, the danger was no less than the situation when the Broken Dragon Stone fell. Her head was covered with cold sweat. She looked back at me and took a few breaths before reaching out and knocking on the iron plate a few times.
Then Wang Zijun shouted from outside: "Don't be afraid, I'm looking for the mechanism."
After a long time, there was a "click" sound from the exit, and the two iron plates opened, but at the same time, a crazy woman screamed and a series of intense running sounds were heard.
Qu Mo was afraid of being beheaded again this time, so his face darkened and he changed his form. He let me grab the fox's tail and flew out of the exit at lightning speed.
We stood outside and found that Wang Zijun and the crazy woman were gone. We thought that we had just heard the crazy woman scream. Could it be that they were both attacked and scared away? We turned around from the back of the tower and went to the front, but we still couldn't see them.
I ran to the Broken Dragon Stone again, but I didn't see them either. This was strange. Where could they have gone? Qu Mo pulled me and pointed back to the way we came and said, "Let's go to the tunnel we came from."
We ran back to the Longwei Tunnel, but we couldn't see anyone or hear any sound. This road is several kilometers long, and it's not easy to find our way back. When we were at a loss, we heard a baby cry from the tower. It was very harsh and piercing. It was the cry of the shop owner's child.
We both stared at him in shock, wondering why the ghost of this child was crying. What had happened to him
Qu Mo said, "Will they enter the tower?"
I thought it was possible, even if they were rabbits they couldn't run that fast, and when we got out of here we couldn't see them anymore.
"Let's go back and take a look."
When I got back to the tower, I remembered something. I lowered my head and looked carefully at the steps of the tower gate. Sure enough, there were bloody footprints. I hadn't slept for two days and my head was a little dizzy. I ignored this problem just now. Wang Zijun had just come up from below, and his feet must be covered with blood, which proved that he had definitely entered the tower.
I turned around and said to Qu Mo, "The yin energy in there is too strong and the fox spirit is injured. It's not suitable for us to go in. We should wait outside. If we run into danger, I will send out a call for help and you can come up to help."
Qu Mo nodded. She had just had a fierce battle with the dead ostrich in the blood pool and her tail was pecked. It was indeed not suitable for her to enter the tower now, but she did not try to be brave.
I put the bayonet in my bag, replaced it with a simple copper coin sword, and opened my yin-yang eyes before entering the tower. As expected, the yin energy inside was thick and the air was quite cold. With my clothes soaked, I couldn't help but shiver.
But the smell inside was also extremely bad, the stench was overwhelming, probably left by the boss in the past, and the smell has not gone away until now. The walls were dirty, I don’t know what was smeared on them, like snot or paste, anyway, it was all dried and could not be seen. The ground was covered with black residue that looked like feces, and it made a crackling sound when stepped on, which made me feel nauseous.
But when I reached the stairs, I found something under my feet that was not crushed and was still tickling my feet. I raised my foot and adjusted the headlight to this place. It was a white stone the size of a fingertip, but it was transparent. This thing was different. I picked it up and smelled it. Haha, it was really fucking stinky. It might also be the feces of that big guy.
Just as he was about to throw it away, he suddenly remembered a passage about "ghost spirits" in the ancient books of Maoshan. This kind of ghost spirit is not sperm, but a kind of condensed essence in the ghost body, just like the Buddhist relics. Ordinary ghosts do not have the ability to cultivate ghost spirits, unless they are like the big guys in the Ghost Dragon Tower who have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, only this is possible.
This thing is of no use to others, but to the ghost story inheritor, it is a treasure. Just as I put this thing into the bag, there was another cry of a baby, accompanied by a scream of a crazy woman!