Jinpu Ngawang's skills are still there, but his disabled right hand and one leg have affected him to some extent. After crawling in from the gap between the wood, the straight rope was suddenly pulled apart by Jinpu Ngawang.
The bow string, I don’t know how many pieces of wood are squeaking together
Xiang. Jinpu Ngawang hung upside down on the rope and climbed over there. The distance was not too far, and he climbed very fast. In about three or four minutes, Jinpu Ngawang had already approached the place where the things were hanging.
, as long as you move forward less than two meters, you can touch the iron ring.
Everything went so smoothly, so smoothly that Xiaozhu was worried. He squinted his eyes and prepared his body. As long as there was a problem, he could take corresponding actions immediately. He was very alert because it felt that it could not be so smooth.
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Jin Pu Awang finally climbed under the iron ring. He grabbed the rope with both hands and began to climb directly upward. Although the wood was constantly making noise, it should be no problem to support his weight.
Jinpu Ngawang raised his head. He was only an arm's length away from the iron ring above his head. He stretched out a hand and reached for the iron ring.
This short distance has always been tugging at Mustache's heart. Just when Jinpu Awang's fingertips were about to touch the iron ring, his body suddenly sank, and the hand holding the rope seemed to have lost strength in an instant.
Suddenly he fell off the rope and fell into the darkness where light could not penetrate.
This process occurred very suddenly and quickly. In almost a second or two, Jinpu Awang completely disappeared into the darkness below, as if being swallowed by an invisible mouth. After falling,
He didn't make any sound, and Mustache couldn't tell what kind of situation he encountered below.
Mustache was ready for everything. After Jinpu Ngawang fell, he also got in through the gap in the wood. Dorje stopped him, feeling that it would be inappropriate to jump like this.
"Let's look for it again and see if there's anywhere else."
The two people started searching around the huge hexagonal wooden building, trying to find out something else. About three meters of the wooden building was still buried underground, and this three-meter distance happened to be the section submerged in darkness. Mustache and Duoji
After walking around two sides of the wooden building, they saw a recently dug hole on the third side.
There is empty soil next to the wooden building, which is easy to dig. The hole was dug in a messy manner, and it was dug diagonally downward. If you drilled it in, it might just lead to the depths of the wooden building. Mustache took out the alloy pipe and identified it.
After a moment, he slowly got in. Duoji followed behind and held out a piece in his hand.
Black cloth. The soil here is just a piece of floating soil. After drilling in, some interlaced wood forms a four- to five-meter-long passage. The slope of the passage is very steep, and people can hardly control their steps in it. An inertia drags them down.
Mustache and Duoji were sent directly to the bottom of the passage.
This should be the dark area. The light cannot shine through from above, but when illuminated from a parallel angle, there is a little visibility. However, the visibility is not high. If it shines on a very dense area,
In the thick fog, Dorje used the stretched black cloth to cover the heads of the two people, one behind the other very close.
It seems to be a dead world here. You can't see anything two or three meters away, and there is no sound. The place where Jinpu Awang fell should be in the center of the wooden building. Mustache and Duoji slowly moved a little bit.
I walked forward at one point, and not long after walking, Mustache caught a rather strange sound.
It was a slight rustling sound, as if someone was dragging something on the ground, or as if someone was walking with the soles of their feet close to the ground. One after another, the sound was very rhythmic. The mustache could roughly tell the direction of the source of the sound.
Unfortunately, the darkness always affects their vision, making them unable to see the situation ahead.
Mustache tried to make a little noise to see if there was any response, but other than the strange rustling sound, he received no response at all. His heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Jinpu Awang was obviously in danger, otherwise he heard that
There will be no reaction after the sound.
The further they walked, the closer they got to the center of the hexagonal wooden building, and the sound became clearer and clearer. Mustache suddenly stopped, and he noticed some chaotic breath. At this time, Duoji grabbed a handful of sand.
The same thing was thrown forward violently. This handful of sand seemed to have the power to penetrate the darkness. With the sand flying in front, the light source in the mustache's hand suddenly shone far away.
The light just flashed. After the sand in Duoji's hand fell to the ground, the surroundings fell into darkness again, just like a bolt of lightning flashed across the dark night sky. Although it was just a flash, Mustache still saw the situation in front of him, and he knew immediately
What is at the center of this wooden building, and the whereabouts of the missing members of the human world are also known.
In the center of the hollow wooden building, there is a short but very thick piece of wood standing upright, like a figure standing upright. Around this piece of wood, a member of the individual world is walking sluggishly. They look like
They were like walking zombies, circling around the wood tirelessly. Like a group of imprisoned prisoners, dragging their heavy shackles around.
Everyone's face was dull, without any expression or vitality. It was as if the energy and energy in their bodies had been sucked out by something, and they could only walk endlessly like this until the moment the oil ran out and the lamp ran dry.
The flash of light just now was too short, and Mustache did not see Jinpu Ngawang.
Wow...
Duoji took out a large handful of sand again, biting the tip of his tongue at the same time, squirting a mouthful of bloody saliva on it, and then sprinkled it out with force. This piece of sand was more effective than the previous one, and the light penetrated the darkness with intensity and force.
The time stretched out, and people with pale faces were not far in front of Mustache, walking slowly around the wood.
The mustache's eyes flashed like an eagle, turning quickly, and he saw Jinpu Awang. He didn't know when he had been among these people, dragging an injured leg and limping.
Puawang's face was also covered with a layer of confusion and sluggishness that seemed indelible. He seemed to have lost himself and all consciousness.
call......
When the piece of sand fell to the ground, Mustache suddenly felt an invisible force, violently tearing the mask on his face. This force was invisible, but extremely huge. The mask and the skin on his face
They were tightly connected, and if you didn't use special potion, it would tear off a layer of skin on your face if you tried to tear them off. However, Mustache had no room to resist. He tried to block this force, but was unable to do so.
The mask on his face was pulled together with the skin, and immediately, Mustache felt his brain violently turbulent, as if the power had escalated again, not only tearing his mask, but also seeming to forcefully tear his soul out of his body.
This was an irresistible force, strange and powerful. Dorje next to him was also attacked by this force, and the black cloth above their heads was torn apart strip by strip.
Dorje suddenly shrank his head completely inside the big robe, and at the same time shouted to Mustache, saying that they didn't have much time, and if they couldn't get the iron ring on their head, they had to retreat immediately, otherwise they would be like Jinpua
Like Wang and other members of the human world.
Mustache could not describe the feeling he felt now. His body was certainly not physically damaged, but the mental pressure and tearing were more serious than the physical damage. He began to feel confused and the scene in front of him became even more chaotic. His hands and feet
I started to lose control. I only had one thought in my mind, I wanted to throw away everything around me and keep walking around the huge log.
At this time, Dorje threw out three skulls with blood and red clay one after another from his robe. The three small skulls rolled gurglingly, as if someone was kicking them, and rolled all the way to the side of the huge log.
The moment the skull stopped, three small figures emerged from the skull. They were like babies that were only a few months old, but they ran very neatly. The three babies stood up together and slammed into the huge tree.
of wood.
"Hurry!" Blood oozed from the corner of Duoji's mouth, and he shouted to Mustache: "The time is very short!"
As soon as these three bloody skulls appeared, the pressure on Mustache immediately eased a lot. He immediately ran to the side, climbed up along the scattered wood, grabbed the rope that he had thrown out before, and then quickly
Climb towards the place where the iron hoop is hanging.
The three children who appeared in the skulls seemed to be the substitutes of Mustache, Jinpu Ngawang, and Dorje. They were entangled with the huge wood, and the pressure on the three people was weakened. Jinpu Ngawang was walking numbly before.
Wang seemed to have regained some consciousness. He stopped and looked towards Mustache.
Mustache had to hold the rope with both hands in order to climb faster. However, the three baby shadows entangled in the big log seemed to be a little weak. They were subjected to a huge gravitational force. This gravitational force came from the center of the wooden building.
The piece of wood was like a magnet, trying to suck away all the iron filings around it. The shadow of the baby soon shattered into pieces, and one of the babies' arms turned into a puff of smoke and was sucked into the wood.
Mustache, who was constantly crawling, suddenly felt a tearing pain in his arm. The pain almost made his eyesight go dark and he fainted. The hand holding the rope involuntarily let go, and only two legs hung upside down on the rope, violently.
swaying.
Dorje's eyes were red, and pieces of his loose robe were torn apart by invisible forces. He suddenly shouted, throwing out an adult skull, and his lips moved quickly as if they had been shocked, low and continuous.
The sound of chanting curses prompted the skull to roll continuously, and it rolled to the side of the giant tree in one breath.