As soon as the words fell, I saw that from the highest place, the thick beams on the wall that could only be hugged by three people began to fall down one by one.

But the younger brother and Ono are still scuffling, and they are inseparable, and no one will let anyone. Seeing that the big log was about to fall on their heads, I was in a hurry, and cried out:

"Damn, you two stupid are faster than the old lady, roll over to the old lady!!"

The younger brother still ignored them, until the wood fell, kicking up puffs of smoke and dust, completely covering their figures, and they still scuffled together, regardless of you and me.

I was fascinated by the huge smoke, and then I saw in fear a huge black shadow approaching me in the smoke.

It was the horizontal wood that fell first, and it rolled toward me by inertia.

If this piece of wood were to be crushed, I would really be crushed...... But because of the broken ribs, I couldn't move a single bit, and I could only watch in horror as the huge black shadow was getting closer and closer.

Just as the shadow was about to break through the smoke and dust and appear in front of me, the rest of the wood fell down one after another, slamming into the wood, blocking its direction. But before I could breathe a sigh of relief, the shattered and flying pieces of wood forced me to lie on the ground in horror to protect my head, praying in my heart not to hit me and not to hit me...... I could feel the piles of wooden pieces falling down on my back, but fortunately they weren't big, and compared to the damage I received before, I didn't feel much of a smash.

But what's wrong with him?! Was it really smashed?! Hurt?! Still is...... I didn't dare to go on. The wood kept falling and smashing. Loud "bang" sounds burst in my ears one after another. I didn't dare to look up, I couldn't move my body, so I waited for the end of this unwarranted catastrophe with more and more anxiety.

Why do these pieces of wood fall all of a sudden? Did we inadvertently touch something? Or is it as the record says, that no men are allowed in the cemetery, and that if they do, disaster will happen? But my brother has been in for so long, why did this cause disaster at this time?

I gritted my teeth and endured the churning restlessness and restlessness in my heart, and all sorts of wild conjectures made my mood unbearable, even more tormenting than my physical pain.

Finally, the last log calmed down, and the surroundings were covered with yellow dust. Nothing can be seen. I squinted. Looking at the surroundings of the disaster site as if it had been affected by a dozen magnitude earthquakes through the antibacterial suit, he exerted all his strength and shouted: "Yu Luo-!! Where are you!! ”

After roaring, I immediately felt which organ the broken rib had pierced again, and I felt a heart-wrenching pain, and then I couldn't help coughing. Mix the newly coughed blood foam in your mouth with the previously coughed up and spit it directly into the antibacterial suit.

No one around responded. Everything was terrible quiet.

I couldn't resist the sourness of rolling my nose. With a crying voice, he continued to shout: "Damn it, where are you?!!! Come out for me, ahhhh!!h Then he couldn't help coughing.

But there was still no sound. In the yellow dust and fog that filled the sky. All I had was my heart-rending cough. I coughed and cried, helpless to the extreme.

Just then, I heard a weak "knock knock" sound from somewhere.

The sound of someone gently tapping wood.

I immediately stopped crying in alarm. And try to keep the cough as low as possible to listen in the direction from which the sound is coming from.

It's a pity that the voice never came out again except for that moment. But it was the faint three knocks that gave me great hope - maybe it was a signal from my brother, maybe my brother was still alive, maybe he just fainted now. All I need to do now is find a way to dig him out of this pile of ruined wood that is gradually revealing himself.

However, ideals are always incomparably beautiful. The reality is that I can't move, and I don't have any props around to move this pile of real wood that is full of weight and can probably be put together in tons.

My brother is down here, what should I do?!!

At that moment, I heard the sound of "da-da" and "da-da" coming from above my head. I searched around for a long time before I saw the chessboard that came to my door. At this moment, the chess pieces on it actually moved on their own, as if there was an invisible person sitting on top of it playing chess, which was very weird.

I stared at it several times in disbelief before I realized that I was really right, that the chess pieces flying in the air were indeed moving on their own, playing a very quiet game.

Could it be that this is the so-called grotesque and bizarre phenomenon that occurred before the destruction of the entire tomb because of the destruction of the door god? Is this tomb about to collapse?

So let's not talk about saving my brother, I can't even save myself, can I?

How far will this tomb go before I will give up? In fact, maybe I shouldn't have indulged my brother to take us here for an adventure in the first place, but should have obediently gone to "Mom and Dad" and found Dean Lu and them in a down-to-earth manner, and saw if there was a chance to save our Mom and Dad. And not like now, almost everything was lost in a brief moment.

Before I could finish my self-lamentation, the game of chess came to a certain point and suddenly the whole board sank in. Then the head of a coffin was ejected.

Coffin again? …… Wait, is it going to fall? But I'm right under this coffin?!!

Before I could continue my frightened expression for a second, the coffin's movement stopped. Then, all the places on the wall where there were things were placed were sunk in at the same time, and then countless coffin heads were bounced out and silently stopped on the wall, and I was horrified to see.

There are countless coffins embedded in the entire wall, how many dead people are buried here?!

The thought of so many dead people now being so close to me at the same time makes me feel very complicated, and it is difficult to describe my feelings at the moment with horror alone.

After a brief lull, the coffins did move again. They began to vibrate one after another, as if they were performing some mysterious ritual, and the coffins gradually showed many ancient and mysterious golden patterns with different contents.

Before I could be surprised by this, something even more surprising happened - (To be continued.) )