"Hmm." Zhao San nodded and said, "Although the smell of corpse oil is very light, I am sure that there are wall lamps on the surrounding tombs. ”

"There's corpse oil and wall lamps, doesn't that mean that as long as we find them and find a way to light them, we can get out of this damn ghost hitting the wall!" The fat man looked back at everyone in surprise.

Everyone nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for, don't hurry up yet." The fat man was the first to get busy, groping around for the wall, in the fat man's opinion, as long as he touched the wall lamp and lit the wall lamp in the tomb, the puzzle would disappear.

Looking at the ever-changing appearance of the fat man, Zhao San and Zhang Meng both shook their heads helplessly, and everyone was not surprised by the nature of the fat man.

But no one looked at the fat man's jokes, and they all scattered on both sides of the tomb, looking for the wall lamps on the tomb step by step.

Fortunately, everyone still has a flashlight that is not too bright, so that they can't see anything.

It's just a little bit of effort to find it now. Fortunately, there are many people with great strength, and after such a toss just now, everyone also knows that the road is not so long, as long as you are patient and look for it step by step, you can find the wall lamp on the road.

Coupled with Zhao San's reminder just now, everyone also sniffed the smell of corpse oil wholeheartedly.

Ye Jiu's vision was disturbed, but his sense of smell was not disturbed, and as long as he made a little identification, he could determine the approximate location of the Yongdao wall lamp. Sure enough, after everyone looked for a while, Ye Jiu found the direction of the taste.

According to Ye Jiu's reminder, the fat man ran over with Zhang Meng first.

"Haha, Zhang Quede, if you want me to say, these mausoleum guards must not have expected that when they made this mechanism, they interfered with everyone's sight, but neglected to interfere with our sense of smell. Hehe, the tricks are exhausted, and in the end, we haven't found a flaw. ”

As soon as the fat man's words fell, he found that a thick smoke was filling the tomb.

"Oh no, there's smoke!"

Hearing Ye Jiu's reminder in the back, Zhang Meng and the fat man noticed that a puff of smoke suddenly appeared in the crowded tomb at some point.

At the same time, Ye Jiu, who finished speaking, was like a tanuki, and quickly chased towards the source of the smoke.

Seeing Ye Jiu chasing him out, Zhao San hurriedly reminded: "Be careful, it's poisonous." ”

"Poisonous?" Hearing this, the fat man was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the tomb wall lamp he had just found, so he ran back, covering his nose and mouth while running: "Which bastard does a good thing, and he is not afraid of poisoning yourself." ”

Zhang Meng was not as good as the fat man's ability to escape, and he was one step behind, but when he heard the fat man shouting like this, he seemed to have thought of something, so he hurriedly raised his head and looked back. Seeing that Ye Jiu chased out without any defense, and nothing happened, he hurriedly stopped the fat man: "Don't quarrel yet." ”

Seeing that Zhang Meng was still so calm at this time, the fat man knew that it was nothing serious, and he no longer shouted nonsense.

"Brother Jiu didn't remind us that it shouldn't be poisonous smoke." Zhang Meng said: "And the fat man is right, it's so weird here, that person is also in the tomb, he won't die with us." ”

"That's not a problem." The fat man said, "Who knows if he has an antidote." ”

"The antidote is useless, if it was really smoke, they would have done it a long time ago, it must not be the reason." Qingzhi said.

"Hmm." Zhang Meng said cautiously: "It seems that this person heard us just now!" He must have done this to interfere with our noses, to prevent us from lighting the wall lamps, and to hack the ghost wall here. ”

"Fortunately, the little lady chased her out first, otherwise, we would have planted it again just now. Grandma's, these bastards, have nothing to do these shady things. "The fat man was stupid.

"Since he doesn't want us to do this, we want to light the wall lamp as much as possible!" Zhang Meng said firmly.

"Okay, I'll do it." Hearing Zhang Meng say this, Qingzhi volunteered to regain the position just now.

Zhao San personally picked up the flashlight and lit the pheasant.

Zhang Meng protected Xiaolou, while the fat man stared at the surroundings, wary of the opponent who appeared just now.

As Zhao San expected, after Zhao San's guidance, Qingzhi immediately touched a wall lamp.

"Don't move, don't move, it's there." Because Qingzhi raised his head, he couldn't see the top of the wall at all, so he could only listen to Zhao San's command below.

"Fire." According to Zhao San's instructions, Qingzhi still grabbed the wall lamp and hurriedly said, "Give me fire." ”

"Fire, fire." The fat man also said hurriedly.

Hearing the two of them shouting like this, Zhang Meng remembered that since the ghost ship was destroyed, most of the equipment had been lost, where to find a lighter, and immediately looked back at Zhao San.

Seeing Zhang Meng looking at himself, Zhao San was also a little helpless: "Don't look at me, although I smoke, the fire really didn't stay." Otherwise...... Third uncle, I won't hold an empty cigarette stick in my mouth. ”

"I said you old bandit, why did you even lose your own lighter?" The fat man has a bitter gourd face.

"Nonsense, you're such a foodie, don't you keep your own lighter?" Zhao San replied.

"Don't make any noise." Seeing that there was more and more smoke, and that half of the black tomb was about to be submerged, Zhang Meng said anxiously: "At this time, we must be calm, and we must not give the enemy a chance to take advantage of it!" Think about it, what else can be done to find a spark and light a wall lamp. ”

"Unless you learn from the ancients, drill wood to make fire." The fat man said.

"Think beautifully." Zhao San immediately denied: "Where is there wood here, besides, even if you find a coffin, how can you have that time to drill wood to make fire?" ”

As soon as Zhao San said this, several people also quieted down, in fact, there is really no good way for everyone to conjure fire out of thin air. But just when everyone was stunned, Zhang Meng suddenly saw the faint flashlight light, and he had an idea: "Don't worry, I have a way." ”

"What's the solution?" Hearing Zhang Meng say that he had a way, everyone hurriedly asked.

"You can't drill wood to make a fire, but we can borrow a flashlight and use the principle of short circuit to create a spark, but I don't know if a weak spark can light the wall lamp on it?"

As soon as Zhang Meng finished speaking, everyone understood and couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhao San hurriedly asked Qingzhi: "How much corpse oil is there in the oil lamp?" ”

Although Qingzhi is very burly and has a height of one meter eight, it still takes some effort to really touch the lamps in the tomb, and when he heard Zhao San ask, he said to the fat man: "Fat brother, come and help me." ”

Seeing this, the fat man knew what Qingzhi wanted to do by himself, and said angrily: "Grandma, this kind of thing can always think of the fat master and me." Although the fat man said this, he did not stop, but quickly approached Qingzhi, and according to Qingzhi's instructions, he stacked Arhats, and after such a toss, Qingzhi completely touched the wall lamp.

"A lot."

"It seems that there must be a mausoleum keeper who has always maintained this place, and he must have extinguished these lights as soon as we entered the tomb, but because of the time constraints, he has not had time to destroy all the corpse oil!" Zhang Meng quickly judged.

"That's how it should be." Zhao San nodded repeatedly.

The fat man who was pressed under the bottom laughed twice: "His grandmother's, there is still a little chance, I estimate that the person who was picked up by the little lady is too fierce, and the bastard didn't have time to pour out the corpse oil." I said, Zhang Quede, don't be stupid, quickly dismantle the flashlight and light the wall lamp, and we will completely break the ghost wall. ”

"Even if you can't crack it, you can figure out where the smoke is coming from." Xiaolou on the side whispered.

While speaking, Zhang Meng and Zhao San had already disassembled the only flashlight, touched the black, and with a sense of touch, broke a few wires and connected the positive and negative poles of the battery together. Sure enough, as Zhang Meng said, a string of sparks suddenly appeared.

Seeing the sparks, the fat man hurriedly said, "Quick, light the wall lamp." ”

Zhang Meng and Zhao San did not delay, according to the appearance of the young and the fat man, they also stacked Arhats, and then stretched the wire into the wall lamp, and in the sparks splashed, the wall lamp full of corpse oil popped, illuminating half of the tomb.

"I went, I didn't expect this corpse oil to be so flammable like gasoline." The fat man muttered below: "Xiaolou, you said it was not ......"

Before Xiao Lou could turn around and respond to the fat man, the fat man was stuck there as soon as he said half of his words, only to see him facing the tomb wall, his mouth wide open, his eyes wide, his face extremely distorted and terrifying.

Seeing that the fat man was stuck in the middle of his words, Zhang Meng hurriedly looked at the fat man, his eyes swept to the tomb wall, and a strange and inexplicable sense of fear instantly crawled all over Zhang Meng's body.