With a flashlight in his left hand, the flashlight is pointing downward, shining on the ground and the stones stacked horizontally, moving through the gaps and slowly moving forward.

Behind him, Parker and the others were also in similar movements.

No matter how flexible the body is, in a confined space, it will be limited, and they will have to pay most of their attention to the ground and stones.

The ground is slippery and can hurt if you slip accidentally, while some of the stones have sharp corners that can hurt your legs if you hit them.

"This place is so damp!"

One of them cursed. Just now, his feet slipped slightly, but fortunately, he supported his hand on the stone next to him in time, so that he kept his balance and did not slip.

Without this humid environment, the ground would not be slippery at all, and shoes always feel panicked when stepping on this wet bluestone floor.

"Be careful!" Parker shouted.

"Guys, can you stop Tamar from shaking around with a flashlight? It's like Tamar is in a haunted house, Fake!"

The person who walked at the back couldn't help shouting at this time, and looked back at the back, eager to find someone to change his position.

The front flickered brightly and darkly, and the back seemed to be blowing a cloudy wind, and he felt that he was unlucky and walked in the rear.

"Don't be a hell of a demon!" Parker scolded.

Although this place is a bit like a haunted house, but five people come together, I'm afraid of a hair, it's just that the environment here is a little weird.

"Alright, don't make any noise. Lesen shouted.

His words had an effect, and everyone stopped complaining and looked down intently at the road.

After a while, Lessen quickly walked two-thirds of the distance, and said to his companion behind him: "The black door in front is beautifully carved, even a door is so delicate, maybe there is something good hidden behind the door!"

Hearing Lesen say this, several people's moods were lifted, and some even whistled with cheers.

"Fack!"

At this time, a curse suddenly came from the middle of the group.

"What's wrong, Parker?" asked Lerson when he heard a voice.

At this moment, Parker's body bent, his right hand was on the wall on the right side of the corridor, and he muttered: "It's nothing, the soles of my feet slipped just now, and my calf hit a stone, but fortunately, Lao Tzu reacted quickly and held on to the wall, otherwise he would have fallen." ”

With that, he withdrew his right hand and planned to sit sideways on the stone and check his left calf.

Just now, my calf hit the protruding sharp corner of a stone, and now it hurts a little, and I guess it bleeds.

But the moment he withdrew his right hand, Parker felt that something was wrong with his right hand, and after shining a flashlight, the whole person was completely stunned!

"You, you can slip on the soles of your feet and hit rocks!" someone immediately joked in a playful tone.

I thought that with Parker's temper, Parker would scold back the next moment, but this person found that after he finished speaking, Parker did not answer.

Even Lessen and others found it strange. Why did Parker suddenly fall silent, like a mute?

Leson was about to ask, when Parker's pig-like screams suddenly sounded in the corridor: "Ahhhh

The voice was frightened, as if Parker was surrounded by great fear and frightened.

At this time, Lerson and the others realized that something was wrong, and the person in front turned around, the flashlight shone back, and the person behind also came up, wondering what happened to Parker.

Parker's body trembled, and his voice trembled, "My hand!

The light of the flashlight immediately shone on Parker's two hands, and the next moment, Lerson and the others were also frightened.

Because Parker's right palm was actually stained with bright red liquid like blood, and a few drops of liquid fell to the bottom of the palm, about to drip down, like blood droplets!

"Blood...... Is this blood?" someone exclaimed, and immediately shrank into the middle of the corridor, avoiding the two walls.

Lerson immediately said, "Parker, you don't have blood on your hands, don't be frightened!"

He was the most courageous and the most nimble, and realized how blood could be present in such a place, and that the liquid like blood was probably just the juice of a special moss.

"No, I feel like it's slimy, it's blood!" Parker cried out in despair, almost crying.

Lersen knew that if he couldn't relieve everyone's fear at this time, he was afraid that everyone would be scared stupid, so he directly reached out and grabbed the moss on the wall.

But before his hand touched the moss, Lesson's heart fluctuated, and his heart pounded. After all, the liquid on Parker's hand was indeed similar to blood, almost identical.

But Lerson still touched the wall with his palm, and immediately felt that his palm touched something soft, and it was cold to the touch, and he subconsciously shivered, and quickly withdrew his palm, and found that the palm was indeed stained with some slimy liquid, and it looked like blood!

"It can't really be blood, right?" Lerson was also afraid, his pupils dilated, and he was extremely nervous.

However, Lesson reacted a little better than Parker, not completely frightened, and dared to rub his fingers against the liquid on the palm of his hand.

As soon as he rubbed it, Lesson found that the liquid was very cold, and only a little bit of blood could be smelled in his nose, and more of the smell was muddy.

It should not be human or animal blood. Lesen said in his heart.

The blood of humans and animals is warm, and even if you don't feel the temperature, it won't be cold.

What's more, he knows that the blood of humans and animals will not remain liquid forever, and it will clot in less than half an hour after the blood flows out.

With a slightly clearer mind, Lesen immediately discovered new evidence.

"Don't panic!" he said to everyone, "If it was blood, it would have coagulated a long time ago!"

This simple and straightforward remark made the other three people think in their minds, yes, if it's blood, why is it dripping? When they came, there was no one in the castle, and no one could secretly mix blood on the moss in a very short time!

Only Parker, still afraid, stood there motionless and did not speak.

Leson had no choice but to step forward, grab a ball of moss, tear it off, shine a flashlight, and say, "Keep your eyes open and take a good look, this moss is gray-black, and there is no blood in this wall, only a little dirt!"

Parker then rolled his eyes to look at the moss on Lesson's hand, and then at the palm-slap-sized, bare wall.

After the moss was torn off, the palm-sized place was covered with only a little bit of dirt, and the dirt was black, and there was no blood around it.

"yes, Parker, why are you so scared stupid?" said someone else, "we thought it was the wall that could ooze blood, but."

Sen had shown evidence that the wall was a little damp, with dirt attached to it, giving the moss a place to grow. ”

There was no way, seeing that Parker was not lightly frightened, he had to persuade him kindly. Otherwise, Parker yells to leave, and tonight's theft may be greatly reduced.

Parker finally regained some vitality at this time, and he used a flashlight to shine on the palm-sized, bare place, and found that there was indeed no red liquid seeping out there.

Lessen simply threw away the moss, scraped his fingernails against the palm-sized wall, and then showed off his fingernails in front of Parker.

"See, there's no blood on your nails at all!"

Parker nodded, but then asked, "And what is the red liquid we touched on our hands, and where did it come from?"

"Stupid!" Lerson saw that Parker had come to his senses, and began to scold, "Are you brain-dead? This is obviously moss juice!"

After speaking, he grabbed another handful of moss and ripped it off, then rubbed it with his hand, squeezed out the juice, spread out his palm and said, "See for yourself." ”

Parker looked and saw that it was indeed bright red juice, and when he got closer and sniffed it, most of the smell was muddy except for a little bit of blood.

Seeing a few accomplices looking at him with a smile, Parker stalked his neck and resolutely refused to admit that it was his own instigation: "Ma's, the main thing is that this thing is like blood as soon as it gets on your hands, and the color is very similar!"

Leson stopped the rest of his accomplices from trying to tease Parker, saying, "That's just scaring myself, I heard that the juice of moss is red, and I don't want us to meet here." ”

Parker nodded hurriedly and continued to defend himself: "This place is too damp, the moss absorbs enough water, and there is a lot of juice, and if you touch it casually, the juice can flow out and get on your hands." ”

At this time, no one would make fun of Parker anymore, and everyone turned their attention to the black door at the front.

Lesson said before that this door is very delicate, and if you can use such a delicate door in a place like the basement, the place behind the door may not be simple, and maybe there will really be good things and forced things to be placed inside the exquisite black door.

"Let's go, go on!" the last one urged.

Leson remembered that Parker's calf hit a stone and asked, "Are you okay with your leg?"

"It hurts, I'll take a look. ”

After recovering from his fear, Parker felt a little pain in his calf, so he turned around, sat down on a slightly flat rock, lifted his left leg, and lifted his trousers up.

A few beams of light came, and Lerson and the others examined Parker's injuries.

I saw that Parker's left calf, in the middle of the leg and stomach, was scratched, and the wound was almost three centimeters long, but the wound was not deep.

When he lifted his pants, the wound was exposed, and the blood that oozed out began to flow down his calf, down the ground.

Of course, there is very little blood flow, and it doesn't look serious.

"Did anyone bring a medical kit?" asked Lerson.

But it's useless to ask, they are all here to steal antiques, travel lightly, and stealing-related things, such as flashlights, ropes, lock-picking equipment, etc., are brought, but not including medical kits.

"This wound is not serious, it is still bleeding, and it needs to be bandaged with something. With that, Lerson took out the dagger and handed it to Parker.