Xu Feng stayed outside to dock with the second master's upcoming buddy, and as for Lao Jin's people, I am afraid that they will not listen to the rules. People who mix rivers and lakes also have different ways to play, the one with the style has its own style of scheduling, and the one with the gang also has its own taboo. The second master is ruthless, but the rules of the five doors are also used in management. As for Lao Jin, as long as he has the means to constantly "push through the old and bring forth the new", he naturally does not have to worry about such problems.

The so-called success usually becomes an illusion, just like me who is completely confused now.

I thought that opening the secret door would be the familiar staircase leading straight down, and everything seemed to be the same as I remembered. However, what appeared in front of him was a tangled and tangled root.

"Ge Laozi, this is a ball!" The light of the old gold flashlight came through the left side of my head, and everything in front of me was clearly visible in the scattered dust. To be honest, I was embarrassed too. Slaps in the face always happen unexpectedly.

"Are you scared?" Disguise embarrassing provocations. The second master smiled and didn't speak, but Lao Jin was anxious: "Who is afraid?" Who? Don't move forward if you're afraid. Lao Tzu has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he doesn't know how to write the words he is afraid of! Girl, get out of the way! Don't grind around here. ”

The second master is attached to the rear, and he doesn't know the situation in front very well. But I can't hide it now, I have described it roughly, and I'm ready to go inside.

The roots of these trees do not look thick, and although they are tangled together, they are somehow covered in white threads, and they look even more lifeless. Out of caution, I don't dare to touch it as soon as I get my hands on it. Since the secret door opened by this mechanism is completely different from the last one, it means that the crisis here is more serious than I thought. I pulled a pair of snakeskin gloves out of my pocket and put them on, holding my breath and pulling away the branches little by little. Because of the crispiness, the pressure from the outside caused many branches to break. The white hair fell down in a flutter, and I felt that some of it fell into the collar, and it was a little itchy. At this time, I regret not getting a hat to wear. is still the second master and Lao Jin's preparations.

But girls don't like to wear hats very much.

This itch is bursting for a while, not bad, but it is still uncomfortable, while walking, while shrinking the neck, so I started to scratch it.

Perhaps sensing that something was wrong with me, the second master suddenly shouted, "Don't scratch." "I shuddered, thinking what was wrong? But he didn't dare to move again, after all, the second master was more experienced. But my heart is still hairy.

The second master pushed Lao Jin away and came to my side by himself. Take a closer look at the flashlight. The flashlight shone on my neck, and I held it still, and I began to sweat. Feeling a little uneasy, I gritted my teeth, and then whispered, "Second master, something." ”

Before the second master could speak, he heard Lao Jin shout, "Girl, you have a rash on your neck!" It's still white! ”

"It's poisoned." The second master frowned, "Lao Jin, you go ahead, be careful not to touch those white flocculents, and the collar is tight." Then he said: "That white floc seems to be a poisonous fungus, the rash on your neck is related to this, don't scratch it, it may be troublesome if it is rotten." But it's far less toxic than your corpse. ”

Subconsciously clenched his palms. Yes, how can it be stronger than corpse poison.

But now is not the time to think about that. Lao Jin walked in front, avoiding the white flocculents, and his steps were a little stumbling. I couldn't help but want to mock him: "Whoever put out the bold words just now, now the road is unstable."

"That's not, that's not like I don't know it's going to be toxic." Lao Jin muttered a few words, "If there are only zongzi or something, my old Jin is not afraid." ”

Zongzi? If only there were rice dumplings, it would be fine. I thought to myself.

The road is getting wider and wider, and my body is gradually able to stand up straight. But the scene is becoming more and more unfamiliar. This is by no means the place to be.

Where the flashlight is illuminated, the white flocculent is densely wound around the wall, and we can't see the structure of the wall, but we can't see the head upward.

"How long have we been in?" The second master asked.

"About a quarter of an hour." I've always had time to pay attention. Not far in a quarter of an hour.

"Where do you think we are now?" The second master's tone was a little strange, as if he was a little skeptical of his guess, unbelievable.

Old Jin was not as scared as he was just now. "Nonsense, of course it's under the temple, we're not here at the Nine Heavens Xuannu Niangniang Temple, it's hard to be in the tree hole."

I was silent for a moment, and then looked at the surrounding environment, I have to say that the second master is still more experienced. "You're right, we might be in the hollow of the tree."

"And, downward."