I squatted in front of Su Lao and tried to help him, but I couldn't touch him, so I had to keep asking how the injury was. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He pressed one long sleeve to his chest, his expression was very painful, and his mouth was intermittently talking about what had just happened.

"This, in this cave, must have been spelled by a master, no wonder, I haven't discovered the secrets of the Wang family for so many years."

I comforted Su Lao and looked back at the mysterious hole, where Forgotten Dust actually leaned out a foot and tried it into the hole.

"What are you doing??"

Seeing that half of his legs were stretched out underneath and nothing had happened, perhaps the spells on the stone walls were only useful for ghosts.

"I'll help you find the rope." I didn't know how deep the hole was, and I didn't know where to find the rope, so I looked around in a panic.

"This hole is okay, as long as the hands and feet can support it, the next ten meters is no problem, I'll try it first, if it really doesn't work, I'll climb up again."

After all, it's a man, and the desire to explore is relatively strong. Seeing that he usually always holds a paintbrush and paper, wears glasses, and concentrates on describing the beautiful things in his heart, I didn't expect that he is quite a gentleman in his bones.

Anyway, it's just me and him, can you expect me to go down the hole first?

Su Lao had already sat cross-legged by the wall and closed his eyes to recuperate, so I didn't bother him anymore and went back to the cave to see where the forgetting of dust had gone.

Soon he slid down the stone wall five or six meters deep, and the faint light of the candle could no longer illuminate his position, and I was a little anxious.

"Forget the dust, don't go down if you can't do it, let's find some tools."

He pressed his hands and feet against the wall beside him, looking up at me, and then down at the depths of the bottomless black hole beneath his feet.

There are sweat stains oozing from the forehead and cheeks.

"Okay, then I'll climb up." Saying that, Forget Chen's legs strained hard, but I don't know if it was because the stone wall was very slippery, and suddenly his feet were empty, and his whole body lost balance.

"Ahh I instinctively wanted to reach out and hold him, but it was impossible to go that far, it was just an instinctive reaction.

"Uh..."

I felt my hairs blow up, and I shouted inside like crazy, "Forget the dust!" Forget the dust!! How are you?? ”

Who can help themselves? I glanced in Suro's direction, and he didn't know when he had disappeared into the wall.

What to do?? What to do?? I'm the craziest at this time, who can help me!! Gu Liang・・・Woo woo

It's all your own fault, it's all your own fault, you don't want to get an artifact, now it's okay, let's forget the dust pit to the hole.

Lu Wei, Lu Wei, be a good man, why do you want to think of some unrealistic fantasies, no one said that you don't want you when you get old, is inferiority the reason why you cheat your teammates?

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, I don't do anything, and I stretch my legs to the mouth of the cave.

I must know what happened to Forgotten Dust at this time, and if he dies here because of me, I will give him an explanation if I jump down.

Thinking that my eyes were closed, my ass moved forward, and I gritted my teeth and jumped into the hole.

In fact, thinking about jumping off a building is nothing more than that, a matter of an instant.

Before I could shout, I had already reached the bottom, and I seemed to fall on the soft cushion with a 'bang', and the shock made me feel that my internal organs were in pain, and I sat up with it, and the black in front of me was really black, and there was no light at all.

I don't know what I've fallen on, I can only touch it with my hands, and I still seem to be breathing.

The texture of the fabric, the stubble on the cheeks, the frames on the bridge of the nose...

"Forget the dust!! Forget the dust, are you okay? ”

He didn't answer me, pressed against his chest, and I could still feel the faint breathing.

What about the pen?? As long as the pen is fine, he will be fine. In a panic, he took out a pen from his jacket pocket and held it tightly in his hand, there would be no problem, Gu Fan was seriously injured that time and recovered quickly. They are different from me, they must be fine.

Take the dusty pen and write a light word on the palm of your right hand in the dark.

The fleeting light allowed me to find a candle that had fallen nearby, rekindle the fire, and see some of my surroundings, which gave me a lot of peace of mind.

There are no obvious external injuries on Wuchen's body, and the scratches heal much faster than normal people, and it is estimated that he will wake up in a while.

I held a candle and looked around carefully, this dungeon was very large, I walked to one wall and couldn't see where the other side was, so I had to stick to the wall and go around it to estimate the area of the dungeon.

When I walked to the second wall, I found a stone door, and I don't know why a hole was cracked in the corner of the stone door, and a gust of wind blew in from it.

Ah~~ If there is wind, there is air flow, maybe you can go out here.

I made a mental note of the location and continued to lean against the wall.

Two 'clanks' came from under my feet, and I seemed to kick something. Looking down, a glittering golden wine glass was at his feet.

Huh? Got treasures? How can there be treasures? I quickly picked up the gold wine glass, holding the candlestick in one hand and the other to take a closer look.

The appearance is beautiful, the workmanship is exquisite, and it is quite heavy when it is turned upside down by hand, it will not be pure gold, it is worth a lot of money.

I shook the candle into the distance, and a golden light flashed.

I'm dripping obediently...

In addition to the gin glasses, there are also jewelry, jewelry, and a small mountain is piled up, which may be the wealth accumulated by Wang Shishan more than a hundred years ago, but he forgot to tell future generations, so that the treasure has been abandoned here.

Seeing that the candle in my hand was about to burn out, I carefully rummaged through the middle of the treasure, and one of the small wooden boxes caught my eye.

The dark red box is carved with plum blossoms, saying that ordinary is indeed uncharacteristic, but why such an ordinary thing is placed in the middle of the gold, it is not ordinary.

Flip the lock on the mahogany box, slowly open the box, and there is a folding fan inside.

White wood edge, the corner of the fan hung with silver spikes, take the fan out of the box, open the pages one by one, there is nothing, the fan on both sides is like this, there is no inscription, no painting, a piece of white.

The more ordinary things seem to be, the more hidden mysteries must be, and I firmly believe in this idea of myself, so I folded the fan and pinned it to the waistband of my trousers. I looked at the gold, silver and jewelry all over the ground, but unfortunately ~~ I can't take them away, and it's useless to take them away.

Where should I put this fan? It's better to be somewhere that won't be found for twenty years, so it's easier for me to come back and find it, so I'd better put it on my body for now.

Seeing that the candle in my hand was about to burn out, I turned back to look for the injured Forgotten Dust.

He was still unconscious on the ground, and he had no choice but to rely on himself, pulling his arm up and putting it on his shoulder, and dragging it hard to the stone door, the gap in the door could barely be drilled through, but it was too difficult to keep carrying the unconscious forgetfulness.

I was so tired that I collapsed, so I had to lean against the stone door and gasp for air.