It can be seen that Mustache wanted to study this shadow, but the situation did not allow it. His first task was to find a possible way out. A few guys were on guard in all directions, picking up people coming up on the rope, so I seized the opportunity and slowly
He slowly approached the shadow that was thrown aside.
When I really got close to him, I felt that this shadow, like the extremely aged man, could not be described in words at all.
He didn't know how long he had been lying in the cone-shaped pit of Panlong Mountain, and his body seemed to carry the breath of time. He may not be alive, but he was still affected by the reaction force produced by the wheeling stone. His clothes were in pieces.
, the exposed skin is almost dehydrated and shrunken, and only the face with eyes tightly closed seems to have a trace of life.
I couldn't recognize this person, and my first reaction was that I had never seen him before. But when my flashlight shined directly on this face, I felt a very strange feeling. This strange feeling made me
I felt that he must be someone I knew well. But I thought about it for a long time and sifted through all the various people in my memory, but I couldn't pinpoint who he was.
Moreover, I can't find any clues about time from him. That is to say, I don't know when he was born, nor how long he has been lying here. Decades, a hundred years, three to five hundred years.
?It seems possible.
"Boss Wei."
While I was thinking about it alone, Thirteen's voice came from behind me. He was the last person to come over from the rope. After he came over, he immediately cut off the rope connecting to the small platform, so we could buy some time.
I turned my head and immediately saw Thirteen and the gloomy-faced group of people in the circular ditch. They were very unwilling and just stood there and looked at us. I sneered silently, the weakness of this group of people
I have already caught them. As long as I am tougher and more fierce, they will just stare.
"Boss Wei, that person asked me to give you something." Thirteen hesitated and stretched out his hand to me.
"What is it?" I turned the light and said to Thirteen: "Thirteen, look at that corpse, can you see anything..."
But before I finished speaking, I couldn't continue because I saw what Thirteen was holding in his hand. It was a small sign with a bright silver light.
Huwei card!
I grabbed the Huwei brand in Thirteen Palms in one fell swoop. I was very familiar with this brand. Just by the weight and feel of the hand, I could basically confirm that it was the real thing.
"This..." I subconsciously looked towards Gloomy Face and the others, then turned to Thirteen and said, "Did that guy with the gloomy face ask you to bring this thing back?"
"Yes." Thirteen nodded simply and said, "He said he wanted you to see if it was true."
I held the sign and thought about it, then used a dagger to pry open the silver medal. There were a few lines of small characters cast inside the silver medal, and I immediately saw a name, Wei Li.
Who is Wei Li? I hesitated when I saw this name. All the Huwei cards I came into contact with were from the old man's generation. Because almost all the brothers in the Wei family died, there were no descendants, so the Huwei cards were just like that.
It was cut off with the decline of the family.
This Huwei card is genuine, both in terms of regulations and the hidden writing inside.
How could Gloomy Face have such a thing! His origin has always been a mystery until now, but no matter how I guessed before, I never expected that he would actually take out a Huwei card at this time.
"Boss Wei." Thirteen saw me meditating, so he interrupted my train of thought and said, "That man said that you must recognize this thing. He also said that it's too late to turn around now."
"Let him...dream..." I put the Huwei card away, and I suddenly understood. I don't know who the original owner of this Huwei card is, but it is likely to be the person next to Gloomy Face.
Someone, or even himself. When we didn't reach the small platform, he had a sullen face and refused to take out the Huwei card. Obviously he didn't want to reveal his identity. However, when things got to this point, he had no other choice but to use this thing to try.
Convince me.
The appearance of this tiger power card made me suddenly feel that not only was the old man very complicated, but even the Wei family, which was rumored to have collapsed long ago, seemed a bit complicated. The sullen face was obviously hostile to the old man, otherwise it would not have been possible
The person who killed the old man in Wonsan was hacking his goods. The situation has really become a bit confusing. Originally, the appearance of the Huwei card could at least give me a little understanding of the origin of the gloomy face, but now that I think about it, the more I think about it, the more confused I become.
However, my decision in my heart is very stable. At this moment, let alone bringing a Huwei card with a gloomy face, even if he brings a mountain of gold, I will not be shaken in any way.
The gloomy face may have been waiting over there for a reply, but I just didn't speak. At this time, the fight in the circular trench weakened, and the center of the fight moved from here to above the conical pit, and we couldn't see clearly.
"Boss Wei, that may really be a corpse that has no signs of life." Zhang Houhou came over to me and said, "The corpse may have taken some drugs before it died, or it may have undergone some special treatment, so
It has remained incorruptible. But this reduces the identification ability, and I really can’t tell when the body was.”
At this time, Mustache, with the help of two guys, moved away the wheel-turning stones around the missing chakra eyes one by one. They were very careful, lest the blood in the wounds would drip onto the wheel-turning stones. Wait until the wheel turns.
After part of the stone was removed, we discovered that underneath the rotating stone was a covered shelf. After breaking some of the shelf, a very smooth stone slab emerged but was separated from the rock body.
This seemed to be a marble slate, very heavy. The two guys tested it and carefully pried the slate open. When only a very thin gap was opened, the mustache whispered: "Exit!"
The stone slab was completely opened, and there was a relatively loose entrance underneath, which was dark and straight from the platform. The passage was almost 90 degrees vertical, but the stone walls on all sides of the passage had obviously been treated in advance, and they were very distinctive.
There are regular protrusions of stones, and deep small horizontal grooves carved into it. If a person goes in, his hands and feet will have a place to borrow strength.
"Go down and try." Lei Yingxiong gently picked up a smaller wheel stone and said to a waiter.
This guy's two arms were injured, so it was a bit difficult to get down, but the overall situation was not bad. Time was very tight, and he didn't bother to ventilate the entrance. As long as there was no poisonous gas, he could get in with difficulty.
.The guy went down about ten meters in one breath and told us everything was fine.
The people behind him started to play in order. Lei Yingxiong used his clothes to pick up the turning stone he was holding, and asked his subordinates to carry another piece. The turning stone is a complete set. If even a small part is missing,
, may all affect its function after activation. He didn't want Gloomy Face to take all the advantages.
"Young Master Wei, exit!" The monk asked me to leave immediately after Lei Yingxiong got in. I looked back at the trapper who was still lying quietly, and wanted to take him out too.
"It's not necessary. It's our luck that anyone alive can leave." Mustache shook his head and said, "Now, no matter who set up this trap, there is no need to get to the bottom of it, because it is meaningless."
I didn't hold on any longer. It would be really good if I could save my life. If something unexpected happened just because of my own curiosity, it wouldn't be worth the loss.
Because of the light and environment, the abyss below the small platform looked very deep. In fact, the actual distance was probably less than twenty meters. The monk broke up with Thirteen and waited for everyone to go down before they followed. We all
After leaving the platform, I guess I had to take some action with a gloomy face, so everyone moved quickly, and the injured person also endured with all his strength. He went down to the bottom of the small platform in one breath. The entrance was connected to a natural hole, a straight road, in the middle
There were no bifurcations and it went very smoothly.
Judging from the general direction, we have been walking north. The conical pit may be the end of Panlong Mountain. If we walk a little further, we will probably be completely out of trouble.
I couldn't calculate the detailed distance, but we walked very fast. Not long after we walked, the hole around us suddenly became much narrower, and at the end, there was a pile of rocks piled there, which looked very messy. However,
Mustache leaned on the alloy pipe and looked at it for a while, then asked us all to step back. He himself tried to hide as far away as possible, and used the alloy pipe to pry off a stone.
This stone seemed to be the check and balance point of the rubble pile. When the stone was pried open, the whole pile of rocks collapsed with a roar, revealing the original stone wall of the mountain. Thirteen went over to take a look and saw that they were all people who had been in the pit.
Having experience with these things, he discovered that part of the stone wall was very thin and could be broken open with force.
Thirteen leaned against that thin part of the stone wall and listened for a while, and then worked with a boy to break open the stone wall. When the first bowl-sized hole was drilled, there was a ray of dim sunlight and a breath of fresh air.
The air came in through the hole. They used this small hole to carefully observe the situation outside for a while, and then gradually expanded the hole.
It was just before sunset at this time, and there was silence outside. The exit was to the north of Panlong Mountain, where Du Qingyi once had a fierce fight with Xu Wanting. But everything passed, and Du Qingyi had turned into a cold corpse, and
Xu Wanting won't be that good either.
"Grandma, let's go home..." Yanzhi cried again, hugging Du Qingyi's body, which looked like a petrified statue under the Panlong Mountain soaked in the sunset.
I also looked at Mustache, and I felt like I was surviving a disaster. I finally escaped from the crisis-ridden Panlong Mountain, but I once again began to doubt what Mustache had said before. He told me that this would be a big event.
The end of the world will be peaceful forever.
However, I really don't feel like this is the end.