"This damn pervert, who only thinks about whose skin is white all day long, no wonder Sister Pan'er doesn't like you! You son of a dead man. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" This is of course Jingyan's mantra.

Zi Pei took out the fire fold from his pocket, lit the torch, and saw that these people were standing or lying on the blades of thousands of blades, although he already knew that he still heard the sigh of so-and-so: "Oh, my mother, I almost went to see the king of Hades, but fortunately we wore this armor." ”

Everyone is carefully looking for an exit, but unfortunately, from all sides, it is a closed space.

"What are you listening to?" I don't know who voiced everyone's doubts in this quiet space, but in fact, everyone was listening carefully and pondering carefully.

"It's like the sound of a stone mountain moving, not only that, it's two stone mountains shaking and moving."

"Oh no, it's two sandwich walls that are compating."

There are two sides of the wall that are alive! It was slowly squeezing towards the space where everyone was standing. Every rattle tightens everyone's heartstrings. There are also dense blades erected on the walls, each knife reflects the cold light, and there are grooves in the walls, just enough for the two walls to completely squeeze without leaving a trace of gap; That way, even if you can pull out a few blades and give yourself a life-saving space, two walls will still end up squeezing people into meat sauce.

The wall rattled and slowly pressed towards the center, and the pressure on the wall was absolutely very great, and when it was pressed against the body, it was definitely a meat puree.

The two movable walls are tightly bonded to the other two walls, and there are no gaps, and it is futile to escape from both sides.

Just wait for these two thick walls to crush your body into flesh!

The walls facing each other creaked toward the center, and beneath the feet were densely packed with knife tips.

In the midst of panic, hesitation, and arguing, everyone wasted some time, and the machine led the behemoth wall to the center. The armor is soft, and the combined strength of the people can only resist for a while, but it can't solve the problem.

"What's behind this wall?"

"Behind the wall is our escape."

Zipei suddenly remembered his "blood-colored bud", he had never tried its sharpness, and from its own enchantment, it could be expected that it must be a divine soldier.

Zipei suddenly pulled it out, only to see that it was reflecting a wisp of blood-colored light, "Blood-colored bud, open!" With a wave of his hand, the light could reach, and the blade under his feet was instantly shattered into fine chips, and even the hilt seemed to be melted.

Under the soles of the feet, a large space was opened up by the blood-colored buds, under everyone's attention, a "boom", dull, heavy, shocking everyone's hearts, everyone witnessed the collision of two hills, only to see sparks splashing, echoing ripples, everyone completely forgot about themselves, fear spread and expanded around.

"Damn, if a person is caught in it, he can drink the broth, the freshest original broth." Zipei seemed to be showing off his exploits.

"I hope so-and-so will be moved and promise by example." Before he finished speaking, his ears were pinched, and Zipei screamed.

"Wife, I won't dare next time." Before he finished speaking, his other ear was also grabbed. "I'm wrong, ma'am." It hurts even more. "Sister Pan'er, next time I won't dare to talk nonsense." "That's pretty much it."

There are a lot of people giggling next to them, and of course there are those who are gloating, in all sorts of ways, and people's hearts are like this.

"Don't run away yet!" The rattling sound started again, and the machine was reset, and everyone wanted to escape in a hurry, but it was sealed again, so they had to use the blood-colored buds to open the way and open a way to escape from it.

When they fled, they shook where they stood, and it seemed that the damaged sword beneath the ground might have been replaced.

The machine was still creaking and rattling. The bracket is being reset!

Behind the walls is a wide burial passage, which leads to another burial chamber.

They stood at the door of the main chamber!

At the door of the main room, a huge spider web was in front of him, and the spider's nest was almost at the head of the person, and he stubbornly blocked everyone's way.

The spider web has been frozen for I don't know how many years, it is very dense, and when you look up, you can see the huge xenomorph spider, and the spider's long sense of touch seems to detect movement, and it hurriedly shrinks to the center of the web.

Spiders are generally stationed in places where there is light, how can there be spiders here? It seems that this is the legendary black spider!

The black spider is a variant of spider that is larger than the average spider and has long since become extinct in the 21st century. It is the complete opposite of a normal spider in that it uses darkness to catch food. It has a large poison sac in its body, which occupies almost half of its body volume; The sac is full of poison, which is similar to a snake, but it has much more venom than a snake, so it is more venomous than a snake. It has a pair of long touches on its forelimbs, and its touch sense is like that of a snake's letter, which is very keen, and it is generally touched without fail. The sense of touch can secrete a lytic enzyme, which has a very short-lived effect, a stab hits the prey, the lytic enzyme and the venom stick to the animal's skin together, the lytic enzyme dissolves the surface of the skin, and the venom penetrates into the skin and quickly spreads into the bloodstream. It uses this venom to capture its prey, small insects, large rats or small animals. The venom in the sac also contains antiseptic chemicals, so the prey it catches can be stored in a dark place for a long time.

They have not seen the so-called zongzi in the tomb, and it seems that it is just a legend. In fact, everyone can think that if a person is dead, if he dies for a short time, the muscles are still a little elastic, and it is a bit possible to attack people; And when people have been dead for decades, centuries, thousands of years, do the muscles still exist? But it's just reasoning, and reasoning is just a product of the mind. It cannot overturn the existence of zongzi.

But maybe the zongzi is just some kind of illusion created by the minds of some people after being attacked by pests hiding in the tomb? Some organisms can release a venom that can disturb the human nervous system, once the human body is attacked, the venom will be transported to the human blood, this attack process is varied, it can be the biological needle-like poisonous needle forced delivery, and through the rapid volatilization of venom, it is absorbed by the human body, enters the blood circulation, and is transmitted from the blood to the various sensory centers of the brain, which can form various hallucinations in the human brain, and the medium of this hallucination is a dead corpse or skeleton.

This venom is not necessarily deadly, and people who do not die are the propagators of these hallucinations.

They burned it from afar, and the spiders were quickly wiped out or fled, and the spiders in the dark were afraid of the light.

The main chamber was filled with the utensils of the deceased, as well as all kinds of gold and silver vessels, all of which did not seem to arouse much interest in them; They did not come for gold and silver treasures, but for a specific object, and although they do not know what it was, it was definitely incomparable to gold and silver.

The main room is a one-to-one replica of the environment of the deceased, and you can clearly know the owner's preferences when you see those utensils and various objects. The dusty rosewood desk next to it, the stools covered with cobwebs, and a zither and a simple bed, but there was nothing on the bed, only a few sets of quilts covered by dust lay quietly, and some of the master's full set of equipment for alchemy, most of them were iron, and many of them had rusted; The owner's coffin lay quietly next to the bed, a very cold feeling, the tranquility and solemnity of his life, the burning flames of the Danfang and the everything he cared about every day could not be brought into the owner's coffin.

There is a fold book on the table. The surface of the fold is covered with a thick layer of dust, gently brush off the layer of dust with your hand, hold the fold, spread it on your hand, and gently rub it with your hand to feel that it is paper made of gold, and the gold paper of the fold feels very soft to the touch, as smooth and elastic as silk, but the gold has lost its former brilliance, with a dark yellow. It seems that it is indeed quite ancient.

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