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Chapter 197: The Hell's Place 4

Regarding the monk, Zhang Houhou and I have completely different views, so when the monk said those words, the panic in my heart eased a lot, and I tried to talk to the monk for a few words. He was normal, and I couldn’t see it at this time.

Nothing was wrong. My mood became stable, and Zhang Houhou also felt better.

"Monk, that, you, this..." Zhang Houhou was still uneasy, but he didn't know what to say or how to ask. He couldn't directly ask whether the monk was a human or a ghost.

"What's wrong with you?" The monk noticed the change in our expressions.

At this moment, I suddenly saw the shadow of the monk on the ground, like a tree that had broken out of the ground, growing little by little. That scene was really hard to describe in words. Zhang Houhou and I had just let go of our hearts.

He mentioned it immediately, Zhang Houhou couldn't help it, pointed behind the monk and started shouting.

The monk turned around suddenly and was startled by the slowly growing shadow. But he has the best psychological quality among us, has a fierce temper, and does not believe in evil.

The shadow grew very quickly, and in less than two minutes, it became very normal. The monk turned to us and said: "This place is evil. You all know that rocks can sink people in. If something strange happens, don't panic so much."

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"Monk..." Zhang Hou's eyes rolled around, he was already frightened.

"Old Zhang, when did you become such a bastard?" The monk rushed over lamely, grabbed Zhang Monkey's collar, and breathed hard at him: "Look! Is it hot?

of!"

Zhang Houhou was grabbed by the monk and almost fainted, but after the two of them had a fight, he gradually realized that the monk was really a living person, an out-and-out living person.

Our psychological barriers have been eliminated, but our doubts are getting deeper and deeper. What kind of place is this? It seems to be completely different from the world we knew before.

Gradually, we have walked out of the places where the monks have set foot before, and there is an unknown territory ahead. Because we have to search carefully in many places, we walk very slowly. On the top of the cave above our heads, another line appears vaguely.

A very wide crack may lead directly to the ground through a simple visual inspection.

"Try it and see if it works." Zhang Hou wanted to leave here more than us. His hands were itchy when he saw the cracks. He asked me and the monk to shine the light upward, then raised the gun and pulled the trigger.

After the crisp gunshot, a ball of sparks appeared on the other side of the crack, and the road was impassable. This place was like a huge ball, you could only come in, but couldn't get out. Zhang Houhou's last thoughts were completely cut off.

However, he adapted quickly and immediately encouraged us to try our best to find people, saying that with more people, we are more powerful and we have a higher chance of getting out of trouble.

I was about to speak when I felt a sudden gust of wind behind me, as if something had jumped down from above. I rushed forward as a reflex, and at the same time turned my head to see what it was.

In an instant, a pale face fell down from in front of me, followed by a snap, and the face hit a stalagmite like a free fall. I was shocked, but there were monks beside me.

I followed Zhang Monkey, so this scene was still within the tolerance range. When they also shined their flashlights, I saw clearly that this was a corpse that was shot head down, and its feet were stuck in the stalagmites.

above.

"Who is it?" I felt nervous because in that brief moment, I only saw a face, but I didn't see clearly who it was.

Both the monk and Zhang Houhou moved very quickly. The former held up his gun and pulled me behind him, while the latter looked at me cautiously. The clothes on the deceased were still intact. Zhanghou didn't look at the other person's face, but only looked at the clothes, slightly

After recalling it, he said: "Zhou Silong!"

This person was one of the rescue teams that came in after the fall of the Mustache team, and was one of the eight people in the first batch. Obviously, the rescue team found out after they came down that they could not get out, and they were also looking for a way out from the other side of the stone wall.

Wear it here.

We searched again and found only this body, which was completely dead. How he died is actually not important anymore, because in such a weird place, many accidents cannot be prepared for, and it will happen if you are not careful.

Bad way.

"Go to hell! Don't all die! Leave a few of us to go together and be more courageous!" Zhang Houhou shouted loudly, as if when he shouted, other people would appear immediately.

"Don't waste time, let's go." The monk decisively abandoned this place and continued walking deeper.

The compass was completely useless. The deeper we walked, the sense of direction became blurred. We shuttled among countless stone buds and stalagmites, and searched for three or four hours at a stretch. At this time, the monk called us to the right.

Look, the stone buds over there are a little sparse, like the edge of a dense forest. It seems like you can vaguely see a high, stretching wall, standing quietly in the darkness.

"Is it a stone wall?"

Our attention was immediately drawn to it, because it was completely impossible to get out of the middle area out of thin air. We passed through the stone wall and had to go through the stone wall again. The monk took us and walked that way, and the distance became farther and farther.

The closer you get, the clearer you see it. It's really the end of the right end of the cave. A stone wall looks like a city wall with no end or end.

The three people walked quickly to the stone wall and took a look at it. The stone wall behind could not be seen at all. The front curved not far away and then extended to the northwest. We did not dare to test it directly with our bodies.

, the monk was holding a steel drill and stabbed it into the stone wall. After a few minutes, the stone wall did not change, so we walked forward for a while and continued to try.

For twenty minutes, we tested three places in a row, but the stone wall was so hard that it seemed indestructible. The monk was a little annoyed, and he hit the stone wall with the steel drill in his left hand.

"What should we do?" Zhang Houhou said to the monk as if discussing: "Find a way out first, or go to Master and the others first?"

"Find someone first!" The monk glanced at Zhang Monkey, and reluctantly took a few steps forward with his legs turned. He was about to leave here and go back to the area where the stalagmites were densely covered.

As soon as the monk bought his legs and walked out a few steps, he paused, then looked down, as if he had stepped on something. Then he took a step back, looked at it with a flashlight, bent down and picked up something from the ground, and waited for him

When he picked things up, his eyebrows twitched and his voice trembled.

"A string of beads! Someone has been here!" The monk was a little excited. He spread his palms for us to look at: "Old Zhang, come and take a look. Can you identify who is wearing this?"

Zhang Houhou and I walked around to take a look. After just one glance, my eyes froze. Then, I slapped Zhang Houhou's hand away and snatched the beads from the monk's hand like a snatch.

"Boss Wei, show me, I have a good memory."

However, when I pinched the string of beads, I no longer cared about listening to what Zhang Houhou said. My heart was rolling back and forth, like a hurricane. Maybe I didn't notice my expression.

Something happened, and the monk asked me with concern what was wrong. I seemed to be in a daze, holding up the string of beads and looking at them blankly. It wasn't until the monk patted my face and forehead hard that I regained some consciousness.

Really, when I held this string of beads, I felt that the most absurd, bizarre, and incredible thing in the world had happened. The reason why I reacted so intensely after seeing the beads was because I recognized this string of beads.

be mine.

"Boss Wei? Are you okay?" Zhang Houhou and Monk didn't know what was going on in my heart. Seeing my shaky state, they supported me from left to right.

"I...I'm fine, I'm fine..." I broke away from their support and took two steps to the side: "Let me be quiet, let me be quiet...

"

I slowly put this string of beads on my left wrist, and then lit a cigarette. The round and cold beads were like ice balls, about to penetrate into my bones.

This is a string of meteorite beads. They are not worth much. They were given to me by Uncle Fang when I was a teenager. There are eighteen beads in the string, and they are engraved with six-character mantras. They are said to have been blessed at that time.

, I never expected Uncle Fang’s subsequent changes, so I cherished this string of beads very much. After wearing them for a long time, I got used to them.

But then this string of beads was lost inexplicably. Speaking of the process of loss, I really can’t remember clearly. It seemed that I lost it in a daze. I searched for it for several days and recalled what happened to the beads.

We've gone to the place, but it's not a particularly important thing. If you can't find it, you can't find it. After a while, you'll completely forget about it.

However, it was only then that I realized that this string of beads was lost in this damn place? Isn’t this a fucking joke!

I took off the beads and looked at them back and forth, hoping that I was wrong, but there was no way I could be wrong. When I had this string of beads in my hand, it was broken once, and one of them could not be found, so I asked the person on the stall to

The clerk helped me refill one, but the meteorite stones were not valuable and the stalls would never touch them. In the end, the clerk got me a mixed bloodstone bead, which made up eighteen beads.

And now, the added bead is properly strung among the other seventeen beads.

How to explain this problem? If there is another person who happens to have such a string of meteorite beads, and happens to mend one with bloodstone, and happens to fall into this ghost place, and abandons the beads here, what is the possibility?

It's equal to zero. I simply don't believe there is such a coincidence.

So, how to explain it? I thought about it for a long time, looked at this place again, and a terrible thought came into my mind that I tried my best to suppress but couldn't suppress.

I, have been here before?


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