"Damn it, Old Ding, what are you talking about!" The fat man was startled and subconsciously refused to accept it.
Hu Bayi followed up with a voice, "Fat man, there should be nothing wrong with what Old Ding said. I even suspect that the reason those poisonous snakes didn't attack us is because we have eyeball marks, and they thought we were sacrifices..."
"Get lost, I'm not a sacrifice," the fat man said very unhappy.
Shirley Yang ignored it and said directly, "If this is true, then the owner of these footsteps is... tantamount to driving us to the altar..."
Ding Ze answered, "From a certain perspective, this is actually not that bad...because as long as we don't go back, nothing will happen."
Fatty: “…..”
Uncle Ming was about to cry, "Boss Ding, can this kind of thing be explained in this way? Then how are we going to go back after we have finished our work?"
When he heard this, Ding Ze really wanted to laugh, "Uncle Ming, Uncle Ming, you old man still want to go back? How many times have we told you along the way that this trip will most likely be You can’t go back, I advise you to recognize it and accept the reality as soon as possible.”
"..." Uncle Ming could not bear such words, "Boss Ding, please don't talk nonsense..."
Ding Ze was too lazy to listen to Uncle Ming's ramblings, "Okay, that's what happened. If you panic, you will die at worst. Let's leave quickly and don't stay here anymore."
As soon as the words came out, Ding Ze took the lead in raising his feet and moving forward.
As soon as Ding Ze moved, the others started to move regardless of whether they wanted to or not.
As soon as everyone moved like this, the heavy footsteps at the end followed suit.
No one said anything more about this.
Time passes by second by second.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Ding Ze raised his foot and kicked something hard, and said decisively, "Stop, there is some kind of building in front of me. We are probably walking out, let me touch it first."
When Fatty and others heard this, they all stopped immediately.
Ding Ze had no ink marks, so he moved slightly while groping.
"Hey, this thing is a bit strange. It feels like a huge hemp flower growing on the ground... Then, there are some rotten wood around this hemp flower. People from the Demon Kingdom seem to have built some wooden structures around this hemp flower. stuff."
After groping around for a while, Ding Ze said this, and then tentatively touched the top of the twist.
With such a touch, the fact that the twist is empty is immediately revealed.
"This mahua is empty inside. Wait a minute, I'll throw something in and listen to the sound."
Ding Ze said, took out a few bullets from his pocket and threw them along the inner wall of the twist.
Ding ding ding.
The bullets rolled all the way down.
for a long time.
Silently, there was no sound.
"Let me go, the depth is a bit exaggerated... This twist feels like a deep well... What do you think it is, how likely is it that there is an altar below?"
"In the past, the priests from the Demon Kingdom came here with sacrifices, and when they got here, they just threw the sacrifices down..."
"Well, that's not the case," Hu Bayi said a little unconvinced, "For the Demon Kingdom, sacrifice should be a very important event. There is no reason to throw the sacrifice down."
Shirley Yang had a different opinion, "Actually, it's not an exaggeration to throw it down... because maybe after it goes down, people who are not sacrifices will become sacrifices. Those priests have a high status, it's impossible
Go down often, after all, you won’t survive if you go down..."
"Miss Yang is still smart, Lao Hu, you can't do it," Ding Ze said with a smile, and then asked, "Then what happens now? We have encountered a problem."
"This hemp flower does not occupy the entire road. You can still walk next to it. However, if you walk a little further forward and find that it is a dead end, it proves that you should go down through this hemp flower..."
"We will have to turn back then...it's hard to say what will happen if we turn back."
Upon hearing this.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
After a while.
Chu Yi said, "Is there any way to confirm whether there is a dead end ahead? It would be better for us not to continue moving forward rashly."
The fat man followed, "I can't see anything now, and I don't know how far there is ahead... How about everyone squat down and Old Ding try to fire a shot?"
"Fuck you, uncle," Hu Ba yelled immediately after hearing this, "What if the bullet ricocheted back and hit someone?"
"So I said, everyone, squat down," the fat man said harshly.
"You must not shoot," Shirley Yang said at this time. "This tunnel has many twists and turns. If you shoot, you are seeking death."
"How about I go ahead and take a look alone, and you guys don't move... This incident happened because of me, so I should take the risk."
"No!" Hu Bayi immediately objected.
For a while.
Everyone expressed their opinions, but there was never a definite plan.
As he spoke, the fat man became irritated, "What the hell, it's so troublesome! In my opinion, we should just tear off the tape. Anyway, there are no venomous snakes nearby. We are being used as sacrifices again. I guess it's better to open your eyes."
No problem."
Ding Ze heard this and smiled, "Fat man, we are heroes and we have the same idea. Let's do this, I'll go first! You guys wait for my news."
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Ding Ze decisively took out the tape on the side of his backpack and started tearing it off.
The fat man didn't move.
Hiss, hiss, hiss.
"Damn it, it's too tight, it really hurts!" Ding Ze pretended to say, and then hissed again.
Tens of seconds later.
"Phew! Damn it, I can finally see the light again," Ding Ze breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It seems like nothing happened, huh? Wait!"
"What's wrong? What's going on?" The fat man shouted, pretending to be anxious.
Ding Ze was silent for two seconds, then his tone changed, "I'm fine, we did come out of the tunnel, it's just..."
"Just what? Boss Ding, please tell me, I'm so worried," Uncle Ming said anxiously like a frightened bird.
"Uncle Ming, you...there is something on your back! You, don't panic, don't panic, that thing doesn't seem to be moving at all."
"Oh my god, what is that!" Suddenly, Uncle Ming's old face was filled with panic, and he subconsciously wanted to pull off the tape.
"Everyone else, don't move! Uncle Ming, you're shaking like this, I can't even shoot that thing... Let's do this, please be gentle and pull off the tape. Once you can see it, you should be able to calm down and stay calm."
Don't move!" Ding Ze asked seriously.
"Ying, should be able to..."
"Okay, then please be gentle and don't let anyone else move!" Ding Ze emphasized.
Uncle Ming started to tear off the tape with trembling hands.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Not long after.
The tape came off...
Uncle Ming blinked hard, his vision became clearer, and he took a closer look...
"Damn it, my surname is Ding. Did you make a mistake? Didn't you already pull off the tape? You are a bastard who deceived old people and young people. How can you be so harmful..."