The sound of banging pong replaced all my words. The monk and I broke the stones on the stalagmite little by little, one centimeter, two centimeters...
..The half of Mustache’s body trapped in the stalagmite was slowly exposed. Next to him, Peng Bo never woke up, but his condition was obviously much better than that of Mustache. After Zhang Hou settled him, he cautiously came over to greet him.
My face was mixed with sweat and tears, and the hand holding the stone had been worn out, but I still kept banging. Zhang Hou took care of his mustache. As time went by, his face became a little ugly. He raised his head
He said to us: "Master's situation is very bad!"
"What's wrong!" My heart was always in doubt. After listening to Zhang Hou's words, I stepped over after throwing the stone.
"I can't even feel my pulse!" Zhang Hou pinched his mustache's wrist, his face turned livid.
"What to do! What to do! Is there any other medicine that can be used?" I was in a panic.
"Don't worry about it now! Let's get the person out first!" The monk lowered his head and his throat was choked up. He was right. There is no way to save a person stuck like this, so we can only get him out first.
Half of Mustache's body seemed to be embedded in a stone. When the stones were knocked open piece by piece, exposing his lower abdomen and back, I saw a deep wound on his lower abdomen. The skin and flesh came out of the stone.
As soon as he came out, blood began to ooze. However, his body was still stuck, and it was very inconvenient to bandage it.
"Damn it!" The monk's eyes were bloodshot and he was holding his breath as he banged the stone with all his strength. One of my palms was bruised and bruised by the stone, but I couldn't feel the pain.
when!
When I hit the stone inside the stalagmite hard, a long crack suddenly appeared, like a piece of shattered glass, and the large and small stones fell down along with the cracked crack. And I felt this
The mustache that was stuck inside seemed to be a lot looser. I quickly tried to drag him out, and I was able to move it.
The three of them worked together to completely pull out the mustache, and then immediately laid it flat on the ground. They used all the available first aid methods, and then felt his pulse and heartbeat. They were still very weak, but
Zhang Hou opened his eyelids, but his pupils showed no sign of dilation.
Although people have been rescued from the stalagmites, whether Mustache can survive depends on God. We have done everything we can, and the rest can only depend on luck.
We couldn't move around for the time being, so we just stayed here. After about two hours, Bloomberg woke up first. He was very weak. We slowly gave him something to replenish his strength and drank a whole bottle of glucose before he recovered.
Some.
"Lao Peng!" Zhang Houhou asked hurriedly: "What the hell is this place? You are a cultural person and know a lot, you should know, right?"
"I can't tell." Bloomberg moved a little and took a breath: "No matter what strange things happen in this place, it doesn't seem to be strange."
Bloomberg is more knowledgeable than us. After he and Mustache came in, they also encountered some incredible things. If I tell the monk, these things are all weird, but from Bloomberg's perspective, many phenomena in this place
, which goes against common sense, especially basic physics, and is simply untenable here.
But after all, Bloomberg is not a very professional scholar. If he wants to figure this out systematically, he has to go out and ask other people.
"How do we get out?" Zhang Houhou looked at the injuries on several people and then at Mustache, who was still unconscious.
"I can definitely get out." I answered in a blur, but I really don't know the basis of this sentence. It's like the reverse thinking mode of giving the answer first and then thinking about the process of solving the problem.
The reason why I say this is because I think of my own string of meteorite beads.
Because this string of beads was lost in the middle, and I can’t remember exactly how the beads were lost, we can draw an inference from this. Either I threw the beads here myself, or the person who picked them up threw them.
Here. But no matter how you deduce it, one result is very likely: the person who lost the bead walked out from here, which proves that this ghost place is not perfect.
We discussed and took turns taking a nap, but neither of us slept deeply. When I woke up, Bloomberg had recovered a lot, his moustache was in better condition, and his pulse and heartbeat had become stronger. I rubbed
He rubbed his eyes and sat next to Mustache. The blood on his face was wiped clean, but it was still white without a trace of blood.
"We really have to find a way to get out." Bloomberg said: "His foundation is extraordinarily good, but he lost too much blood along the way."
While Peng Bo and I were talking, I suddenly felt something strange behind my back. When I turned my head, I immediately saw that Mustache's eyes had opened and he was looking at us silently.
"Wake up! Wake up!"
I grabbed his hand, and the sleeping monk suddenly woke up. Mustache's eyes were a little distracted and lost their energy, but I clearly saw something else in his eyes.
That may be the most compassionate, compassionate, tolerant and broad-minded thing in human nature.
I was holding his hand and laughing, but at the same time I was crying. Except for sleeping, Mustache could never lie down. He reluctantly sat up and exerted a little force on his cold hands. This was a habit.
Perhaps only I can understand the meaning of this action. He means that he is fine and okay, and reassures me that he will protect me.
The injury on Mustache's body is really more serious than ever before, and it would be a miracle to be able to wake up, so he is weaker than Bloomberg, and I am worried that he will fall into coma again at any time. We have been here for about two days,
The mustache is a little better. He has a very tough character and insists on not letting anyone help him.
After finding Xiao Hu and Peng Bo, we really couldn't care whether the others were alive or dead, so we all started discussing how to find a way out. In our impression, the stone wall in this ghost place should be the only one that can
You need to search very carefully when you go out. The space is very large, and it is a problem where to start looking. But for some reason, I suddenly want to go back to the place where I found the meteorite beads to take a look.
This feeling became stronger and stronger. I convinced the others and went back along the way I had come, until I walked to the place where the beads were found. If there were no unexpected conditions to interfere, the stone wall on the right is actually the north.
It is the direction that goes deep into Panlong Mountain.
In fact, I had already looked for the place where I found the beads. Because the situation was tight at the time, I didn’t think much about it. Now that I felt a little more at ease, I had a strong premonition that I would definitely find something else.
I was searching along the stone wall, while the monks and others were testing the stone wall. After searching for a long time, I found a very strange mark about twenty meters away from where the beads were lost.
This mark cannot be completely confirmed. It seems to be an arrow. The mark itself is actually nothing. The strange thing is that I can't tell whether it is naturally formed or carved by man. The mark is too ambiguous. If someone next to me says it is natural,
, then I will probably believe that it is natural. On the other hand, if someone says that it was carved by humans, I probably will not object.
It was a very simple sign, with an arrow pointing forward, but no deeper meaning could be seen. I continued to look forward in this direction, and the wide stone wall turned a corner about ten meters in front of me. This curve had a very large arc.
, when I reached the deepest part of the arc, there seemed to be some illusion in front of my eyes, it looked like a door.
It felt like something was pulling me in the dark. I picked up a steel drill, took a few steps, and stabbed the steel drill on the stone wall. The people behind me quickly followed, the monk and the others.
I was already trying too hard and didn't have much hope for the stone wall in front of me.
However, a few minutes later, the feeling on my hand made my heart beat loudly. I felt that the stone wall in front of me seemed to have melted, and the steel drill seemed to be stabbed into a layer of air and submerged directly.
stone wall.
"This place can work!" I immediately turned around and told them, and asked them to look at the steel drill that had gone in.
The monk is very excited, but besides being excited, he is also a little worried. Even if this stone wall can really be penetrated, will we fall into another strange place after passing through?
"If I really have to die, I would rather die somewhere else!" The monk lamely pulled me aside. For each of us, there is no other way unless we fight. If we want to leave alive, we have to fight.
The monk simply pressed his bare head against the stone wall, which was about the same time it took for the steel drill to sink into the stone wall. After a few minutes, he was like a person in the magic world, and he burrowed into the stone wall in one fell swoop.
"It can be done, it can be done!" Zhang Houhou had been scared for a long time and wanted to leave here immediately. As soon as the monk escaped, he imitated the other man's behavior and it went smoothly.
Then, Bloomberg also left, leaving only Mustache and I. He leaned on his alloy tube and pushed me forward gently.
"No." I shook my head stubbornly. Every time I was in danger before, Mustache always told me to go to a safe place first. I was useless and had almost no chance of repayment. I don't know if this is an opportunity.
But many things in my heart have been completely let go in just a few days, and I must let him go first.
Mustache looked at my stubborn expression and suddenly smiled. That smile was like looking at a child who had finally grown up. He didn't insist anymore and walked through the stone wall first.
They all left, and I slowly stretched out my hands and pressed hard on the stone wall. For a short time, the stone wall suddenly seemed to be nothing. My whole body rushed in with the inertia, and everything in front of me suddenly became dark.
Like a fish swimming into the dark depths of the sea.