One jump in five seconds, twenty times a minute.

This kind of Cheng dù movement is definitely not intense.

If it is in normal times, jumping for five minutes and ten minutes is not a matter for Lan Drunk, but when life is threatened, a slight negligence can bring about a catastrophe, and at the same time of high concentration, this time is infinitely extended backwards, becoming twenty minutes, thirty minutes, or even an hour, this kind of unstoppable jump of hope is an extremely exhausting thing and a desperate torture.

The long-term exercise has covered Lan Zui's forehead and back with a layer of sweat, Lan Zui's breath is no longer as symmetrical as it was at the beginning, Zhou Yi's blood has flowed to her feet on the curved ground, every time she jumps, there will be a sticky sound under her feet, and every breath of air inhaled is filled with the fishy smell and slight smell of human blood, this smell is full of Lan Zui's chest and abdomen, so that she just wants to vomit on the ground, but she can't vomit, there is no time, once she stops, her result will be exactly the same as Zhou Yi.

It's not that Lan Zui hasn't thought of a way. In the brief pause, Lan Zui kept looking around, hoping to find a way out of the predicament. Each section of the tomb is about fifty meters long, and if she wants to get out of this section alive, she must run from one opening and closing interface to the next in five seconds.

But this is the only way, and it is completely impossible.

The world sprint record of 50 meters in the world is 5.66 seconds, which can only be achieved when the ground is flat and the sun is sufficient, and in such a graveyard where the ground is uneven, full of blood and flesh, and the black rumbling is all illuminated by the miner's lamp overhead, and she will slip and fall if she is not careful, if Lan Zui takes this risk, then her head must have been caught by the door.

If you can't run away, you can only hope that the mechanism will stop or damage itself. After all, the reaction force brought by such a heavy relative impact is terrible, and the impact surface of the tomb wall is wooden, and it will not take long to collapse. But she obviously underestimated the creation of the ancients, when she came in, she had found a layer of translucent gelatinous solid attached to the tomb wall, she had carefully looked at it at the time, like a resin condensation, there was nothing strange, so Lan Zui thought that the ancients applied that layer of gelatinous fixation to prevent moisture and slow down the rate of corrosion of the wood on the tomb wall, but now, Lan Zui finally understood the true effect of that layer of things.

Cushioning, that layer of gelatinous resin-like objects is obviously much more elastic than hard wood, in the process of continuous opening and closing of the tomb wall, completely protect the direct collision of the wood surface, and reduce the reaction force caused by the impact to a minimum.

And this tomb wall mechanism doesn't know what the principle is, but it can be opened and closed continuously, without stopping, just like the legendary perpetual motion machine, endlessly.

Lan Zui could only see a fleeting shaft exposed above the herringbone seam at the top of the tomb wall at the moment when the tomb wall was separated.

In the end, there was really nothing to be done, and Lan Zui could only ask for help from the most 'idle' person next to him, Jun Yihuang.

"Junjun, go and see what the hell is on the top!" Lan Zui was panting, and after jumping for so long, Lan Zui really wanted to kneel. Which perverted designed mechanism, are the people of Beiyan so idle and so painful?! Such a large amount of engineering, such a bullish anti-theft technology, can be called the first person in the past!

Jun Yihuang is not like Lan Zui, and she doesn't know anything about the art of the mechanism, so she can only do it next to her from the beginning of the mechanism, and there is nothing she can do. Now that Lan Zui reminded her, Jun Yihuang looked at the top of her head suspiciously, and then the whole person floated up in a state that completely defied gravity.

I have to say that this kind of scene is quite terrifying, Jun Yihuang's upper body sank into the gap between the two tomb walls without hindrance, and the lower half of the body hung under the two tomb walls, Lan Zui swallowed her saliva quietly, glad that she was the only one at the scene.

If there are other people here, I'm afraid I don't have to be caught in the tomb to death, and I am scared to death.

"There's a man-wide shaft on it, huh...... Like a seesaw, it is constantly hemming up and down. Jun Yihuang faithfully said what she saw above.

"What else?" Lan Zui looked at the top of his head, and he was slightly distracted, almost not having time to jump. Seeing the section of the tomb that closed in front of him, Lan Zui broke out in a cold sweat.

"There is a groove on the shaft, and in the groove there is a copper ball the size of two fists, and the copper ball controls the direction of the shaft's swing. There was a small hole at both ends of the groove, and I don't know what it was. ”

"Anything else? Can you hold that bead in place? ”

"No, the copper ball is too big and heavy, I can't touch it, and the wind controlled by the yin force may not be able to stop the copper ball." Jun Yihuang said hesitantly. She wasn't 100% sure, if the Yin Force couldn't control the copper ball, but instead disrupted the current movement law, and the tomb wall below suddenly merged together, she knew very well what the consequences would be.

When Lan Zui heard this, the whole person hurt even more.

It's over, Jun Yihuang has no entity, and he can go up but can't touch the main axis of the mechanism. She had a physical body and a grab, but the problem was that the gap between the corners of the tomb wall on top was too small for her to climb on.

Could it be that she could only jump to death and become a patty?

Lan Zui felt a burst of despair in his heart, the spring of the mechanism controlling the tomb wall could not be found and destroyed, what could be more chilling than this?

People can't go up, what else can squeeze in in those short two seconds except Jun Yihuang? There has to be an entity that can touch the orb?

Lan Zui forced himself to calm down, and began to enumerate countless possibilities in his mind while dodging the tomb wall. Jun Yihuang, who did not enter the top of the tomb to check the mechanism, also floated down lightly after seeing that there was no other discovery, floating in mid-air, and his expression was quite anxious.

What is something that is small in size and has a physical body, and can still be controlled?

When Lan Zui was about to make the next jump, he turned around and saw Jun Yihuang floating in mid-air, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Small size! There are entities! Able to control zhì!

Isn't that the paper doll that Jun Yihuang used to send his soul to be like this?!

Isn't Bai Suhe's good at magic just controlling those paper folds flying around?!

Jun Yihuang's yin power is not enough to stop such a large copper ball, so those things that Bai Suhe magic control zhì can always stop it!

You have to give it a try anyway, if you don't try, it's a dead end!

Bai Suhe was in the third group, about fifty meters behind Lan Zui, that is, at the other end of Lan Zui's opening and closing cemetery. When Lan Zui turned around, he followed the light of the miner's lamp above his head, and vaguely saw a row of figures behind him who were working as grasshoppers like her. It's just that she can't take care of herself, let alone take care of that end.

Since Lan Zui thought of a way to break the situation, he immediately raised his voice and shouted back: "Bai Suhe! Are you dead or alive now?! ”

Although there was a constant thumping in the tomb, the distance of fifty meters was indeed not far, and Lan Zui's voice mixed with a thick echo reached her in less than a second.

"I'm not dead when you're dead!"

The rear immediately came back Bai Suha's angry voice. Bai Suhe and the others have to be said to be quite lucky, they really happened to walk to the junction of the two sections of the tomb when they were in trouble, and because of this, the people in the third group escaped the most critical wave of danger at the beginning. But like Lan Zui, the five of them looked back and forth, left and right, and couldn't find a way to crack the mechanism. As time passed, the sweat continued to flow, the legs and feet began to sore, and the mouth was dry, and everyone knew that there was only a dead end in this way, but there was nothing to do. After all, no one would want to wait for death obediently, and die so sadly and so ugly. So in this situation where you know that you are hopeless but have to work hard, everyone's temper becomes extremely irritable.

"Just don't die! Can you still use spells now? ”

Where will Lan Zui still have time to care about Bai Suhe's poisonous tongue, as long as people don't die, there is still hope!

"Use a fart!"

Bai Suhe is in the mood to tinker with magic now, she is now facing a heavy mechanism that is not comparable to human power, and she is not a demon or a monster! Hearing Lan Zui's request, Bai Suhe's anger became even greater, and he couldn't help but use the foul language that he usually never exploded.

"If you don't want to die, listen to me honestly!" Lan drunk roared: "The mechanism is on the top, I can't touch it." You get something a little more powerful out and command it to fly to my side! ”

"What for! So far! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, do it if you don't want to die! I don't have any interest in making meatloaf if you want to, hurry up! ”

"......" Bai Suhe was speechless for a while. To be honest, she is already jumping with a sore back, and it takes a lot of energy to use the spell, so it is very likely that she will be distracted during the spell and accidentally slow down. But no, she believed that she would hold on for two more hours at most, and the result would be just as dead.

"That'...... That, I'll pull you to jump along, okay? Meng Zheng stood next to Bai Suhe, and it was also a shame that she was a girl in the mountains, and she had done a lot of rough farm work, no matter the speed of her legs and feet or her physical endurance, she was more than a little better than ordinary city girls, and she was still at ease, enough to take care of Bai Suhe.

Bai Suhe looked at Meng Zheng, and then looked at Wang Fugui, who was the oldest and weakest who had been supported by Yu Chen and Dong Zhong, and was panting, and sighed secretly.

Well, die and die! If you can't break the mechanism, you're going to die anyway, and then you'll find Lan Zui in the underworld to settle accounts.

Thinking of this, Bai Suhe nodded, took the time to take out a stack of rune paper from the pocket of his jacket, and no matter what the knots were saved, he took half of it and tore it up.

I have to say that this is really a very test of people's coordination ability, the feet have to jump, the eyes have to see, the reaction has to be fast, and the hand has to tear the talisman paper, if it weren't for the zither pulling Bai Suhe's right arm, every time he pulled hard to the safe side, Bai Suhe's rune paper was probably sacrificed honorably before it was torn.

Tearing up a bunch of small paper figures, there were seven or eight of them, Bai Suhe put the stack of small paper figures on the palm of her hand, her mind was united, her lips were buzzing, and with her movements, the limbs of the dead thing that was originally lying on the palm of her hand suddenly moved, and then one after another little paper figures jumped from Bai Suhe's palm to the ground, staggering and running towards Lan Zui with small short legs.

Wang Fugui, Yu Chen, Dong Zhong and Meng Zheng were all the first time they had officially seen Bai Suhe perform a spell, and their eyes were about to fall out, only to see the seven or eight little paper figures lined up in a row, swaying left and right on the arc-shaped ground. As they dodged again, the wall of the tomb where the little paper figure was located closed again, and of course a row of small paper figures disappeared into the crack in the tomb wall.

Meng Zheng couldn't help but shout, and Wang Fugui, Yu Chen, and Dong Zhong couldn't help but show worried expressions. Their only hope of survival now is pinned on this column of small paper people, but fortunately, when the tomb wall separated, the pile of small paper figures that were caught crooked by the tomb wall paused, and then continued to staggered forward.

After all...... The paper figures are originally flat, and then the clip is just like that, at most a little flatter, and they don't mind.

That's it, run for a while, stop for a while. The paper figure was short and could not move all the time, and by the time he ran to Lan Zui's feet, it was already ten minutes later.

Ten minutes is usually short, but in a crisis, it is extremely long. Lan Zui saw the seven or eight crooked little paper figures, and sighed slightly, Bai Suhe's paper-tearing skills are still so frustrated, and now it seems that the paper doll that Jun Yihuang used to send her soul to the first time is actually her middle and upper level.

"Hurry up, I won't last long!" Bai Suhe's voice came from behind, but he lost the anger at the beginning, but faintly showed the tiredness and weakness of his strength.

Lan Zui knew that casting spells was extremely energy-consuming, so he didn't say much, looking at the direction of the little paper man's travel, and from time to time he gave Bai Suhe in the rear directions.

A group of small paper figures no longer walked on the flat road, but walked up along the tomb wall, through the instructions of Guò Lan drunk, Bai Suhe constantly adjusted the direction of the paper figures, and soon the paper figures walked to the top gap between the two tomb walls, and took advantage of the brief opportunity to open and close to expose the top beam, and climbed up the beam hidden on the top of the tomb.

Jun Yihuang floated up again, checked the situation above, and showed Lan Zui the direction, and Lan Zui relayed the situation to Bai Suhe, who finally commanded the little paper man.

Finally, the little paper figure stood in the center of the groove of the roof beam and intercepted the passage through which the copper ball rolled.

"Alright, the ball is coming! Let the paper figure hold the ball on top and fix it in the middle! ”

Lan Zui couldn't see the situation above, and could only keep relaying what Jun Yihuang saw. Jun Yihuang's attention is also extremely concentrated, whether it succeeds or not, just look at this time!

Two fist-sized copper balls, weighing about nine to ten kilograms, plus the acceleration effect of rolling from the top, the rolling force is great. Seven or eight paper figures are clustered in the middle of the groove, stacked in a ball, and the distance between the two sides becomes shorter and shorter as the copper ball rolls rapidly.

Without any sound, the copper ball paused slightly as it rolled forward after touching the thin body of the paper figure team.

But it was only a pause.

The mass of twenty pounds and the angle of inclination downward, even if a person uses his hands to block, he may not be able to block it, let alone a group of thin little paper people.

So after a slight pause, the copper ball continued forward, ran over the thin body of the paper figure, and continued to roll faithfully towards its destination.

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