Na Jintang pulled out a long rope from his bag. He threw the rope neatly to the top of the beam. Then, the rope was wrapped around the beam several times and tied into a knot. Na Jintang tested the strength of the rope.
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He climbed up quickly like a monkey, and then stood firmly on the beam. At this moment, the vertical surface below his position happened to be the wooden box. He was very smart not to walk over directly, because it would touch the wooden box.
Go to the red rope. If you hang from the roof, it is an excellent method, but you have to consider whether a person is agile enough and calm enough.
I didn't dare to breathe and looked at him. He stood on the beam and made a gesture to me, indicating that he was safe now. The height between the beam and the ground was almost three meters.
I saw him tie a rope to his waist. He visually measured the distance between the treasure box and himself, and then jumped boldly and cautiously. He happened to be steady and only one meter away from the wooden box.
His body is completely suspended in the air. He is stretching his body like a static bird. He is now controlling every muscle in his body and cannot let any of his limbs touch the table. Then he must go all out, no
Supporting your body without any imperfections is an extremely high-strength posture.
He was getting more nervous, and sweat was already forming on his forehead. While maintaining his balance, he wore gloves on his hands and held a dagger in his left hand. He was very cautious and focused, and gently twitched the wooden box with his hand.
It seems that this lock is really old. When Na Jintang touched it with his dagger, a noise of dust rose up.
Suddenly at this moment, I don't know whether it was because the mechanism was triggered, but because it touched the wooden box. A cloud of light yellow mist immediately filled the surroundings of the table. I have never seen this phenomenon before.
But Na Jintang quickly said to me: "Shut your mouth quickly and try not to breathe. This is a miasma." After saying that, she quickly pulled off a piece of cloth from her clothes and covered her mouth tightly.
stand up.
This was also mist, slowly emanating from the table. I will never forget the strong smell in my nose, like a sulfuric acid, which smelled very pungent.
It is difficult for people to understand this most terrible horror. The dangers are everywhere, which already makes people feel nervous. I know that this miasma is very harmful to human life, just like the swamp gas used in our orphanage. I tightly
He touched his mouth with a piece of cloth and looked at him worriedly, because he was at the core of the miasma.
The time given to him may only be one minute, or even shorter. If he cannot escape unscathed within this short period of time, then he will be killed by this gas. Even if he has great martial arts and is a powerful steel man,
, in the face of this natural poisonous gas, he is just a life, and he is also unable to fight. Maybe he is just an ordinary person who is better able to withstand pressure, but maybe he only has a few more minutes of buffering room.
I was very worried watching him, at the most critical moment he chose to challenge the last gift of death alone.
If he continues to fight against death, if he pulls away now, it may be too late. If he waits for two more minutes, God will be powerless to do anything to him.
I said in a hoarse voice: "Go! Go! It's too late. Please leave here quickly!" My voice sounded like crying. I was almost begging him to leave quickly. My heart was in pain like a knife. Because at this moment,
He didn't understand my request and opened the box with very quick hands, almost without hesitation.
When the dagger pried open the box, the miasma on the table became thicker and thicker. I saw that Jintang was not breathing, he was holding it in like a dive, the blood vessels on his face were bulging, and he had to maintain a high level of difficulty.
Balance in posture would further aggravate the loss of his physical strength and spirit. He continued to fight without compromise.
I knew I couldn't persuade him at this time, so I looked at him with tears in my eyes as he continued to operate.
"boom"
The wooden box was finally opened. Didn't I see what I called the glittering gold inside? It seemed that I saw Na Jintang take out a book from the box. When he was sure that there was nothing inside, he immediately put the book on his side.
inside the pocket. Then gently close the box.
I stood there not daring to move, with my thighs firmly on the ground, because Jintang told me that I could not be moved. If I made any changes, the bell formation would be triggered. My legs
I was already feeling sore, but I still couldn't move and stood there gritting my teeth.
A carp was struggling. He now pulled the rope behind him and took a quick and agile step or jumped to the rafter. He was still holding his breath and his face was getting redder and redder. He gestured to me to indicate that I should pay attention to his movements.
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Then, he swung to my side through the rope like a swing. At this time, we were both holding our breath and couldn't make any sound. We could only communicate with our eyes.
At this time, we had to go out immediately. The fog was getting heavier and heavier. He was exhausted and resting, and the last reserves of physical energy were about to be burned out. My consciousness drifted, let's go! Only this thought was still immersed in my consciousness.
The two of us, a conjoined baby, moved back step by step, which did not allow us to change any weight. Now we are in a dilemma, because when we helped him to fly to get the treasure, both of our weights had changed.
I looked at him nervously, my meaning was obvious, what should we do next? Should we retreat?
He made an action for me, and his action was very obvious, because we had reached a tacit understanding before: when I get the treasure, our body size will change, and the way to maintain it at this time is to run, especially
Quick escape.
Na Jintang also gave me encouragement with his eyes, and I gave him a confident smile in return. Our biggest real crisis has arrived. He nodded to me, and I nodded in agreement with him. For example, let's say we start
Take action.
When we had just taken a step, the jingle rang suddenly, the ringing was loud and deafening, and Na Jintang took my hand and rushed out of the door without hesitation.
Just at the entrance of the corridor, a burst of fresh air came to us, and this time the room was closed. We were panting hard. What happened just now almost caused your spirit to completely collapse. Next, you will feel paralyzed and weak.
Time is life. It is said that a person with a mental breakdown will fall into an endless abyss if he lies down tiredly and does not get up in time. I don’t know what method Na Jintang used to jump over the wall quickly.
, hugged me and ran to the room.
At the same time, a dense crowd of ringtone copycat brothers came, but they all gathered at the gate. No one dared to come in through the gate, because he was deterred by any of your mysterious legends and traps. These things are
Even if their lives are taken away from them, they still cherish their own lives.
The bell only rang for a while, and the terrible miasma just now filled the sky, and the air gradually turned yellow, surrounding this small attic, adding to the weird atmosphere, like a hell attic, with various legends
It seems to be effective. Human beings are in awe of ghosts and gods, and some people began to kneel down piously, looking scared.
A huge python was also fluttering inside. It twisted its terrifying body and kept slamming into the door. The occasional snake piece exposed made everyone's expressions change greatly, and they ran to a safer distance in panic, like this
Retreating like a tide.
The brave man hurriedly drove away, which angered the big snake even more. It opened its bloody mouth and tried to rush out, making a sharp sound. Snakes usually make noises, but before it reaches the extreme of anger, this snake has already
Reached a state of violence!
"Dong dong dong..." The violent impact, the hair-raising impact, like a demon from hell!
The sound looked scary to outsiders. The brothers discussed one after another, and no one dared to take a step forward. The bolder brothers began to discuss: "What on earth happened? Are you angry in God?"
"There's a ghost!"
"Lao Gang Leader Cao, who has been missing for so long, must have appeared. Don't come near him!"
Everyone was in an uproar! No one dared to approach again! At this time, Cao Kun led a dozen disciples and dared to come over. He looked at the chaotic situation thoughtfully, and then he said decisively: "Go and get five or six
Come over with energetic chickens, ducks and sheep!”
With the general guarding the situation, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to normal rhythm. It seemed that Cao Kun was very powerful in everyone's minds.
Soon, live chickens, ducks and sheep were brought quickly.
"Throw them in, all of them, throw them in quickly!" he shouted with all his strength. Several strong men threw these beasts in from the high wall.
In an instant, a bloody mouth jumped up from the mid-air, devouring these living creatures with precision! Cruel and direct! These living creatures disappeared without even a cry. The big snake stopped to eat, and hit the door. Everyone
He breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't dare to take a step forward easily. Who would dare to risk his life?
Cao Kun asked sternly: "This big snake never gets angry easily. Who told me what happened?"
Everyone looked at each other and didn't know why. The person who felt it first said: "I reported to the young gang leader that we first heard the sound of a bell in the attic. When the old gang leader Cao was there, he told us that when the bell rings, ghosts will come.
When a few of us arrived here, the whole attic was full of miasma, and the big snake was restless. I wonder what happened? You didn't see it until you came."
Cao Kun thought for a moment and then ordered: "Ten of you will stay here to observe the situation. The others will return to their respective posts to patrol. If there are any suspicious people, they will immediately rush to kill them. There must be no mistakes. Now everyone must strengthen their defenses and enter the emergency
Status! If anything happens, please notify me as soon as possible!" He said it crisply, unlike a patient who was indifferent to worldly affairs.
Someone asked: "Where's Brother Biao? He's always in charge of security. Where has he gone? I haven't seen him all day."
"He went out on business and will be back in a while." Cao Kun's voice was harsh and could not be refuted by anyone. He turned around and looked at this person gloomily. He immediately realized the strange atmosphere and did not dare to speak.
After saying that, Cao Kun came towards our cabin again.
The world outside was very chaotic, and Na Jintang and I lurked in the chaos and returned to our rooms.
The two of us supported each other and forced ourselves to walk. It was really uncomfortable. Our clothes were stained with the smell of miasma. It was deserted, sticky, and extremely uncomfortable. Our particularly sensitive noses smelled the stench coming from our bodies, and I felt sick.
.Exhausted fatigue is like a poisonous tongue, sighing at the fragility of our lives.
My body is extremely fragile, and he is actually not much better. He has just been poisoned, and the poison gas is coming again. We are half-supporting and half-supporting each other, stumbling, and we can't help but move slowly with positive and witty steps.
We finally returned to the room. It seemed that no one suspected us of leaving. On the way back, our two sets of Zhang Lao Zhang smelling clothes were thrown to the edge of the cliff on the street, throwing away any evidence.
Na Jintang looked at me calmly. At this time, he was sweating profusely, but he still tried his best to restrain his inner emotions and not let me trigger my emotions, which would not affect me. Obviously, Na Jintang tried his best to restrain himself and said: "We are safe.
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Then he took his book out of his pocket.
It turned out to be a book, but this time it was said to be an ancient book. The ancient book said: Cao's Tomb.
"The small hall of Xuchang Jiedu Envoy is the former Wei Jingfu Hall".