The stone stem beam is transformed from a whole ancient fossil tree. It is more than 30 meters long and about five meters wide. It is neat and solid. The lower part is submerged in the white clouds. One end of it is connected to the platform in front of the white tunnel, and the other end is connected to the platform in front of the white tunnel.
There are many ancient white stone figures standing on the beams at the entrance of the cave that lead directly to the heart of the Yushan Altar Mountain, which are very similar to the celestial figures in the tomb of King Xian.
Uncle Ming was riding on the shoulders of a stone man. He raised his hand holding the phoenix courage and reached out from the sky. Fatty and I didn't dare to move rashly. Even if no one touched him, Uncle Ming also had an old problem. When his hands were nervous,
He started to tremble, and he couldn't hold anything firmly. If he fell into the mirror maze below, he wouldn't be able to find it back in an instant. We didn't have much time left. At this time, Uncle Ming felt like he was holding something in his hand.
It is an extremely unstable bomb, and if something goes wrong, all five people will inevitably be destroyed.
Uncle Ming had a bandage on his head, staring, gritting his teeth, excitement, anger, hatred and other emotions that made his whole body hysterical. This is the most dangerous time, maybe add a little more pressure to him, the emotions in his mind
That fuse will be blown, and you will be completely on the edge of a mental breakdown.
He yelled at the top of his lungs, threatening everyone to move back. Anyone who dared not listen would be thrown far away. I had no choice but to take a few steps back, cursing Uncle Ming's ancestors for eight generations in my heart.
.This old Gang Nong’s scheming indeed slipped deep enough into the crystal layer below. Although his head was smashed and he bled a lot, it was all skin injuries and he just fainted temporarily. At least when we were discussing the murder ritual,
We were sober as before, but when we heard that the situation was not right, we pretended to have been brain-damaged, and then after learning the importance of this phoenix gallbladder, we deceived and snatched it away. We were in a very complicated mood at the time, and we lacked preparedness, so we actually fell into the trap of a Hong Kong farmer.
The way.
In any case, he had to be stabilized first. So he gestured to Fatty and He from behind, telling them not to act rashly, and to make sure to hit the target once they made a move, without taking any risk that might cause Phoenix to make a mistake;
Uncle Ming said: Why do you need to do this, old man? We are all grasshoppers tied on a rope. We can't walk away from me, and we can't fly from you. I never planned to sacrifice anyone. What the fat man just said is also
This is just based on the premise that you will become a vegetative state; since you are in good health, I advise you to stop worrying about it as soon as possible, come down quickly, and we can discuss other methods.
Uncle Ming sneered. Due to excessive excitement, the muscles on his face were distorted, and he cursed: Oh, you guys are so smart, and now you still want to deceive you. Uncle, I think my little Zhuge Lei will be executed at the age of thirteen.
I burned chicken heads on yellow paper, went to sea and traveled to Southeast Asia at the age of fourteen, and slaughtered a living person with my own hands at the age of fifteen. I have seen roadblocks on the road, encountered mermaids in the water, and spent half my life wandering in the wind and waves with guns, swords, rain, how can I be deceived and killed by you?
life
I said to him: What you said is contrary to what you said. Why do we think we are so smart? If you hadn't been suspicious and refused to believe my advice, saying that we couldn't separate even after death, you wouldn't be in such embarrassment now.
Situation. Otherwise, it's a pity that Axiang was implicated. Who did you say she provoked whom? It's useless to argue about these things now. We must work together in the same boat, otherwise everyone will die without a burial place.
The fat man was so angry that he rolled up his arms and sleeves and stared at the living people: Lao Hu, what the hell are you saying to him? Since he wants to threaten us, it means that he is reluctant to give up this old life. I don’t believe Lao Yating.
If you dare to throw the beads down, let's go over and cut them into pieces right now. Sacrifice what needs to be sacrificed and throw away what needs to be thrown away.
Uncle Ming was really scared when Fatty threatened him like this, because these days, he has become very clear about Fatty's character. He is the hard-nosed type of person who is the hardest to deal with. He can do anything if he loses his temper.
Come out; let the fat man tell it in his own words, when he is happy, even the seven fairies in the sky dare to pinch him. Uncle Ming was so nervous that his hands were trembling a little, and he quickly said: Don't, don't, don't come over. If you have something to discuss, don't think I dare not.
, Fatty, if you dare to force me, I will make one for you to see. It would be nice if we all died here together.
I know that although Uncle Ming is afraid of fat people, dogs jump over the wall when they are anxious, and people do things when they are anxious. There is no bottom line. Of course Uncle Ming doesn’t want to die. Even if he is destined not to survive tomorrow, it is still good to live for a moment longer. I can’t blame him for being selfish.
Despicable; if people are not punished for their own sake, even ants still live in vain. Those who dare to sacrifice themselves for the majority of people are heroes, but they are all mortal bodies of flesh and blood. Ninety-nine percent of people are not.
Even among the one percent with such high ideological consciousness, there are many people who became heroes out of necessity. No one is qualified to ask others to die for them, let alone such a cruel way of death.
Another point is that human psychology is very subtle, and some of the changes cannot even be explained. For example, if a person knows that he has a terminal illness, there is no cure, and his time is running out, you can imagine the pain in his heart.
; however, if at this moment he suddenly learns that people all over the world are suffering from the same symptoms as him, then he will definitely feel more psychologically comforted, and the sense of loneliness and helplessness will not be so strong. This is called
When the sky falls, we all hold on together.
I just heard Uncle Ming continue to say: We are all under a ghost curse, but I know there is still a way to survive, but one person must be killed. I think you can kill Axiang. I have worked hard to raise her like this.
After so many years, it's time for her to repay her kindness.
At this time, I have figured out Uncle Ming's bottom line. He knows it better than anyone else. There are only five people here. If any one of the three of me and Fatty is killed, he will never be able to leave alive.
It is completely impossible for him to walk back to Karamir in this underground space. Moreover, Uncle Ming will never be willing to die here. In this case, the only choice is to sacrifice his goddaughter Axiang. Then take a step back.
, if we don’t agree to this condition, then if Uncle Ming dies, we will drag everyone on to support him.
I haven't gone back to look at the crystal sand that keeps time since I came out of the altar, but I guess there is not much time left. Now that I have guessed Uncle Ming's bottom line, I have a solution. I know that the old gang farmer doesn't want to
Things must be done, and in this case, there is room for flexibility. Although there is no chance to snatch the Muchen Pearl back, I can gamble on my luck, so I said to Uncle Ming: Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. If you kill Axiang and survive,
What's the difference between us and animals? Although you are willing to give up, we will not do such things that are inferior to pigs and dogs. It is better to have a fat man and three men to draw a lottery of life and death. Let's just leave it to fate.
Uncle Ming saw that this was his only chance to survive, but the one-third chance of death was too high. He gritted his teeth and said: My luck has never been bad. The most important thing is that I have a lot of luck. I can give you a try, but I have to risk my life.
If all five people are drawn, no one can sit back and enjoy the results, otherwise everyone will die together.
Uncle Ming didn't wait for us to agree, and then followed up with the conditions. Everyone must make a poisonous oath. Life and death are determined by fate. Whoever draws the death lottery will have bad luck and cannot go back on it. He also wants us to give him a pistol.
Lest someone regrets it and wants to kill him.
I glanced at her and nodded to me. I thought I could give him the pistol because he didn't dare to shoot casually. Otherwise, he knew the consequences very well, so I left a bullet and planned to go over and give it to him.
I took the opportunity to pull him off the stone, but Uncle Ming wouldn't let me get even half a step closer and asked me to hand the pistol to Axiang and pass it on to him.
As soon as Uncle Ming received the gun, he held up the phoenix gallbladder in one hand and urged us to swear the poison quickly. Time was running out. If someone got the death lottery and there was no time to hold the ceremony, everything would be in vain.
I thought to myself, isn't it just an oath? This oath is said to be a trap, and the trap is to say that there will be a lightning strike, or that you will die in a way that you cannot catch up with once in eight lifetimes, or you can play a little bit of lip service, even if you say it impassionedly and swear it.
, but in fact the content is vague and the meaning is unclear. It is just plain talk, and it is the same as if it has not been said; the deadlock is a real poisonous oath, and even involves the whole family. Even those who do not swear by these things can
Don't dare to say it casually.
I didn’t care, but I had never worshiped anyone, nor had I made any oaths or alliances. I didn’t quite understand those rhetoric, so I raised my hand and said, be ready, always be ready.
Uncle Ming shouted: No, no, you are just trying to get through. Let me say it first, you all should say it yourselves according to my words. Then he took the lead in a deadly curse. We had no choice but to follow it vaguely.
Read it again.
As for the props for extracting life and death, I had to adapt to local conditions. I found a small sealed bag, took the five bullets I just unloaded, marked one of the bullets with a red marker to represent death, and took turns reaching into the sealed bag.
If anyone finds out the death lot, he will die here instead of the other four people without any complaints.
Uncle Ming still felt it was inappropriate and asked everyone to touch it with their gloved hand. I cursed the old gangster in my heart, and then also made a request. Ah Xianghe must be allowed to draw lots first. This is absolutely not the case.
Compromise, there are only five lots in total. The earlier you draw, the less likely you are to draw a dead lot. However, this is also related to luck. Every time an unmarked bullet is drawn, the probability of death will be added to the remaining ones.
In terms of bullets, this is a bit like a revolver using robust ammunition, loading only one bullet and shooting Russian roulette in the head in turn. The difference is that the number of people participating is different.
Uncle Ming gritted his teeth and agreed to this request. After all, it was possible that the person who drew lots first would hit the muzzle of the gun in advance. Time kept passing by and there could be no further delay. In this life-and-death situation, no one could
There was no way to cheat, so I had no choice but to make a huge death bet with Uncle Ming to see whether it would be better to touch Captain Jin’s life or to have good fortune by carrying the corpse and digging up the body, so I asked Axiang to draw lots first, and Axiang
Ever since he heard Uncle Ming say that he could kill her, he had always been in a trance. With the help of him, he mechanically put his hand into the sealed bag, took out a bullet, and threw it on the ground without looking at it.
Unmarked bullets.
Uncle Ming could also see clearly on the stone man. He swallowed hard, and the chance of death increased to one-fourth. In the atmosphere that was almost frozen with joy, he calmly took out the second bullet from the sealed bag.
She seemed to have been mentally prepared for a long time. She didn't care about life and death. She slowly opened the hand holding the bullet, held an unmarked bullet in her glove and sighed softly, but she didn't feel any relief at all.
I pressed the sealed bag and looked at each other with the fat man. There were only three people left. Those who can be sacrificed will definitely emerge from among us. If Uncle Ming draws the death lottery, it will be unreasonable. Killing him is justifiable.
, if the fat man and I draw, I will first deceive the phoenix courage to Uncle Ming. Do you want to draw first? Uncle Ming weighed it for a long time and asked himself that he didn’t have the guts to touch this third, but if he didn’t draw, if the next person tried again
If he didn't win the death lottery, the probability of death increased to 50%. After a long time, he shook his head at us and asked me and the fat man to draw first.
The fat man cursed and reached in to take out a bullet. He had pinched it. When he saw the bullet, he was stunned: I didn't read the almanac when I went out. I forgot to burn incense when I went to the temple. Why did I let Fat Master catch up?
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When Uncle Ming saw that the fat man had drawn the death lottery, he did not get carried away. He suddenly showed murderous intent, pointed the gun at the fat man and cursed: Fatty, you are more hateful than Hu Bayi, go to hell. He pulled the trigger.
The fat man didn't have a gun in his hand. He had just drawn the death lottery and thought he was really going to die. He couldn't help but panic. The terrain on the sky beam was narrow, and he didn't expect that Uncle Ming would suddenly shoot, because the person who wanted to die had to wait until he was in the altar.
What's the use of dying here, but Uncle Ming's mental state is very unstable, and he doesn't care about taking action here. The fat man had no choice but to rush behind the stone man in a hurry, and then he realized that the gun in Uncle Ming's hand had not fired.
When Uncle Ming saw that the pistol couldn't fire, he was immediately stunned, and then he yelled at Hu Bayi, you are a short-lived and a bad guy, and you have used treacherous tricks to secretly remove the primer from the bullet. Throw it away, and everyone will die together. He raised his hand and threw the Phoenix Gut.
Out, straight into the cloud lake under the sky beam.
Although I had taken precautions in advance, I had no idea that Uncle Ming would shoot at this moment. Seeing that the automaton was missing, I wanted to rush over and stop him, but after all, I was six or seven steps away. I shot Uncle Ming
By the time I pulled it off the stone man, it was already too late.
There was a chaos on the sky beam. In the chaos, I saw myself rushing to the edge of the sky beam. I was about to jump down to find the Phoenix Guts, but I suddenly stopped: No, time is running out. While speaking, the crystal veins above my head
The light suddenly dimmed quickly, and darkness began to shroud the surroundings. Book Alliance
Chapter completed!