The sound of the calender clang is a bit messy, sometimes long and sometimes short, and from far to near, it sounds like a child pounding a gong randomly, running to Zuo Zhicheng and the others in a hurry. ∮

But this is more than 500 meters deep underground, so how could there be children? How could there be gongs?

Chen Anan frowned and said, "Did we touch any mechanism unconsciously?"

"Not like it." Zuo Zhicheng said: "If you want to touch it, why didn't I touch it when I first came down?"

"Can it be caused by the flying sword going into the water?" Qing Yueqiu said.

Li Xunyi replied: "I walked along the angle of the stone wall, and I didn't feel like I was touching anything."

"Stop guessing." Zuo Zhicheng stared at the stone wall with his eyes tightly: "No matter what it is, he is running towards us, and his speed is getting faster and faster."

Zuo Zhicheng was right, and the clanging sounds that reached everyone's ears became more and more intense and more rapid, as if they were knocking on their hearts, making them feel nervous.

"You three hide behind me." Zuo Zhicheng said, "Hurry up and get the flying sword up." Now that Li Xunyi's flying sword is still under the water, he naturally can only rely on Zuo Zhicheng as the main force.

Just saw Li Xunyi, Qing Yueqiu and Shen Anan hiding behind Zuo Zhicheng. The four of them looked at the black and black corridor nervously, listening to the increasingly fierce clanging sounds coming from their ears. As the rhythm became more and more intense, the intensity of the sound became lower and lower.

Finally, just after the rapid knocking sound almost reached a limit, the sound of ding-dangling suddenly disappeared.

The sound suddenly disappeared, obviously making everyone even more nervous, just as if there was an invisible beast in the darkness peeking at them.

The next moment, a silver light suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes. As Zuo Zhicheng's light shone, a machete fell from mid-air. Zuo Zhicheng was almost the first to react, jumped, and jumped up the stone wall. He grabbed the machete in his hand with one hand.

Obviously, the sound just now was the machete that fell down from the underground passage and kept hitting the stone wall. As for the rhythm of the impact became more and more rapid, it was naturally caused by the fact that the amplitude of the impact was getting smaller and smaller, and the speed of the falling speed was getting faster and faster.

Zuo Zhicheng jumped back to the stone platform, frowned and silent as he saw what he saw in his hand.

Chen Anan and Qing Yueqiu also walked up, while Li Xunyi was still operating the flying sword.

The two saw the machete in Zuo Zhicheng's hand and said, "How come the machete falls down?"

"Is this what Ah Hu threw down?" Chen Anan said angrily: "This kid is sick, I'm scared to death. And isn't he afraid of smashing us?"

Zuo Zhicheng looked at the machete in his hand but calmly said nothing: "Ahu doesn't look like a joke like this." As he said that, he pointed to the blade of the machete again: "And look at the blade of this machete."

Just a few places Zuo Zhicheng pointed to, several incisions can be seen on the blade.

Zuo Zhicheng analyzed: "These machetes are new knives that I asked Lin Yuexi to get from the Shadow Corps. We have never used them before. Along the way, we had never used these machetes to fight except for accidents in cutting trees and grass.

The gap in the blade is obviously different from the curling hole of cutting trees and grass. He has been used to fight other sharp blades."

In reality, if the sword is cut against other swords, there will naturally be gaps. Qing Yueqiu and Shen Anan also understand this very well, looking at the gap on the machete, revealing suspicion.

Qing Yueqiu asked in confusion: "But who will Ah Hu fight with? If he wants to fight, why should he throw the machete off?"

Zuo Zhicheng analyzed calmly: "From the gap in the machete, the people who fight him must also use some kind of sharp weapon. And he will throw the machete down during the battle to eliminate coincidences and accidents, which means that he wants to remind us, but there is no other way, so he can only throw the machete down."

"Then let's go up quickly." Chen An'an said: "If those people still find ways to attack us from the entrance of the cave, it will be too unfavorable for us to be at the bottom of the cave."

"I'll go up alone." Zuo Zhicheng thought for a while and said, "You are here to stay. Let's talk about it when Li Xunyi gets the flying sword."

"Why? What if you defeat one by one?"

Zuo Zhicheng said: "Your close combat and breakthrough ability with Qingyueqiu is too weak. If you go up with me, you will easily be plotted against. Why not wait for Li Xun here to recover the flying sword first?" Until this time, Zuo Zhicheng's tone still revealed a touch of deep calmness.

"With my body, ordinary attacks are difficult to work." Zuo Zhicheng calmly analyzed the situation: "And I am going up faster by myself. It is very likely that the situation on Ah Hu's side is urgent, so we have to catch up quickly."

"As for this place, at least at the moment, there is no danger. You two stay here. After Li Xunyi got the flying sword, he is also here, waiting for my news."

Although Qingyueqiu and Shen Anan were a little afraid of the surrounding environment, they knew that what Zuo Zhicheng said made sense and had to nod. They took out the torches and fuel they had prepared before and began to light the fire. After all, Zuo Zhicheng left, and they had no human-shaped light bulbs.

Then, Zuo Zhicheng jumped, and his whole body was as fast as a black line, climbing up along the stone wall quickly. While moving forward, in order to hide his traces, he naturally took off the light source on his body.

His whole body became darker and darker, almost melting into the darkness in the passage, turning into a dark ghost, which flashed on the stone wall from time to time, pulling out a long whistle of air.

This speed of continuous use of shadow domain flashing is much faster than his previous few declines.

But after less than two hundred meters, he remembered the sound of dinging in the air again. It was clear from his night vision that several machetes, ropes, food, tents and other equipment fell down.

Zuo Zhicheng barely avoided a few more times, grabbed a few machetes and psychic food, and was powerless. After all, he only had two hands and could not catch everything.

"Damn it." Seeing that his luggage was thrown down, a hint of anger flashed through Zuo Zhicheng's eyes. He simply ignored the luggage and equipment behind him. In the darkness, he kicked the ground with his feet and accelerated toward the entrance of the hole again.
Chapter completed!