What pierced the backs of the two black suits turned out to be two blood-red roots on the wall!

The stem swam like a python. Even if it was cut in half by the old blind man, it still squirmed unwillingly on the ground.

The other densely packed rhizomes around them also showed signs of waking up, and they kept making a rustling sound, like the wind blowing leaves.

At this moment, we seemed to be plunged into a sea of ​​blood.

Seeing that we were all panicking, the old blind man immediately shouted angrily at us: "What are you looking at? Why don't you pull it off!"

Although the old blind man was old, he was full of energy. The sound of his voice was like a bell, which made our ears tremble. But seeing the old blind man's serious face, it was obvious that we had reached a critical moment, and we did not dare to be careless anymore.

, all of them exerted their strength and tried their best to pull out the demon-suppressing lock.

The demon-suppressing lock is oval, pointed and long, and it is not easy to hold tightly. Fortunately, we all wore the steel wire gloves prepared by the old blind man, so that we would not cut our palms.

However, as we pulled back a certain distance, the power coming from the Demon Suppressing Lock became stronger and stronger.

In the end, we were almost unable to move forward.

Several people all froze in place.

The fat man cursed: "Grandma, why is this lock so difficult to pull?"

I ignored the fat man, but I was also thinking that this huge heart must be alive, otherwise why would it play tug-of-war with us.

Seeing us stop again, the old blind man was so angry that he didn't even look at us. He grabbed the two demon-suppressing locks in his hands and took a sharp breath. His shriveled skin was suddenly exposed.

Blue veins.

"ah……"

Seeing the old blind man pulling backwards with great difficulty, it was obvious that he had exhausted all his strength.

The few of us took the opportunity to exert our strength, and with the old blind man taking the lead, we finally pulled out the demon-suppressing lock by more than ten centimeters.

As we gradually pulled the demon-suppressing lock outwards, the blood-red rhizomes around the tomb passage began to squirm restlessly, rustling, rustling, rustling, as if there were hundreds of king cobras coiled around us.

Moreover, that huge heart was beating faster and faster. Every time it beat, it was as if the whole mountain was shaking, making us lose all feeling in our hands.

Just as we were pulling back for a while, the old blind man shouted: "Did you see that iron chain?"

I quickly held the flashlight in my mouth and shined it, and sure enough, there was a large rusty iron chain dragging on the ground of the tomb passage. This iron chain was of unknown length, extending from the yellow sand to our feet. The large iron chain

The chain was red in color, and although it was rusty, it was not corroded. It was obviously made using the best forging technology in ancient times.

This big iron chain was exactly the same as the one we saw earlier that was full of demon-suppressing locks. It was just bare with no locks on it. I immediately understood what the old blind man meant. He wanted us to

The demon-suppressing lock is fastened to this iron chain, so that the mandala flower can be suppressed.

We didn't dare to neglect, and began to exert our strength one after another, desperately buckling the demon-suppressing lock in our hands.

At the critical moment, Fatty roared and took the lead to fasten the demon-suppressing lock in his hand on the chain. Before I could give Fatty a thumbs up, Fatty, who always liked to show off, let out a light sigh and touched his head strangely.

: "Tinker Bell, why do you think it's raining on our heads?"

"Stop talking nonsense, this is the tomb passage, where did the rain come from?"

As soon as I finished speaking, the fat man sat down on the ground, looked at his hands tremblingly and said: "Blood, there is blood on our heads..."

What?

I immediately shined the flashlight over it, and as the lights in the tomb passage came on, I saw large areas of blood on the ground, and blood was dripping from the top of my head.

My head was buzzing and I knew something was wrong, so I quickly looked around. After a quick look, I found those blood-red rhizomes that were squirming slightly, as if they were loaded with time bombs, and they started to appear one after another.

There were constant explosion sounds! The exploded roots kept spurting out blood. Looking from the angle where I was standing now, the tomb looked like a patient whose heart had been pierced, and the entire atrium was bleeding profusely.

The strong visual impact made me immediately realize the problem here, and I immediately warned: "Everyone, please be careful to avoid these blood drops. There may be poison in them..."

At this time, the old blind man who saw this scene seemed to be stimulated by something, and the expression on his face became increasingly ugly.

The old blind man was obviously frightened!

The long-legged lady gave an order, and all the black suits raised their weapons and formed a defensive formation. Just when we were at a loss, a sharp-eyed black suit suddenly shouted: "Miss Nangong, those roots have started again.

It’s moving!”

His voice immediately woke up our demented people, and also woke up the old blind man.

The old blind man jumped up, pulled up two demon-suppressing locks and fastened them to the iron chain. At the same time, he turned back and shouted to us: "Hurry, there are still a few more locks left, everyone come up and help."

For some reason, this time the old blind man didn't think there were too many people in the way, but instead called on the long-legged sister's men to help.

Those in black suits obviously knew that the demon-suppressing lock was the nemesis of the datura flower. Without saying a word, they all stepped forward to help pull the lock. But as soon as they touched the demon-suppressing lock, the surrounding roots seemed like flies.

They were like rotten eggs, squirming with excitement, and instantly penetrated the bodies of these black suits.

"ah……"

"Help...Miss Nangong, please help me."

A series of screams instantly resounded throughout the tomb passage. One or two fell down and they could be saved, but a large group fell down all at once. How could there be time to cut off the roots on their bodies and stop their bleeding?

After a while, a few unlucky ones were sucked into human skin skeletons. We were all scared to death, but the old blind man shouted without even looking at them: "Leave them alone! Hurry! Hurry! We must be in Mandala."

Before Hua falls into madness, fasten all the demon-suppressing locks."

"Crazy? Damn, what kind of crazy?" the fat man asked the old blind man loudly while trying his best to suck the milk.

"The Datura flower has noticed that we are suppressing it, and will fall into a state of madness at any time. Once mad, the roots on the entire mountain will wake up. By then, let alone looking for Cao Cao's tomb, even the mountain will collapse due to this thing

." The old blind man explained.

"F*ck! This is simply the monster grandma from "A Chinese Ghost Story"." The fat man was speechless.

I glanced at the group of black suits groaning on the ground worriedly: "But they..."

Before I could finish speaking, the old blind man took off his sunglasses and stared at me with terrifying eyes. Those eyes with only white pupils left me so scared that I could hardly speak.

"Little boy, they are no longer of use, why should we save them? If you want to die, don't drag me down."

As his words fell, the screams around him began to escalate.

Wang Yuanchao, who was closest to me, seemed to realize something. He frowned and said to me: "Dingdang, steel wire gloves."

Although Wang Yuanchao spoke very concisely and only mentioned the word "wire gloves", it made me instantly understand what was going on. Could it be that because of wearing wire gloves, those roots did not attack us? Instead, they attacked us.

Black suits.

"This is not steel wire, this is real silver, and it is Buddha silver from Dali, Yunnan." The fat man immediately discovered the fishiness in the steel wire gloves and shouted immediately.

Following the fat man's reminder, I suddenly figured it out. It turned out that the old blind man had long known that these silver gloves could restrain the roots of the datura flower, but he did not expect that this datura flower, which had survived for thousands of years, had evolved to

It's so terrifying that its roots are spread all over the mountain. If he goes crazy, the mountain and Cao Cao's tomb will be completely destroyed. That's why he asked those silly black suits to come over to help. In fact, he just wanted to use these cannon fodder to delay

Time, in exchange for our precious time to buckle the demon-suppressing lock.
Chapter completed!