Leng Shuangyu didn't hesitate, and when she saw that I was going inside, she suddenly stopped me and said, "We are all ordinary people now, you are now weak like this, how can you move forward?" You take care of her, I'll go ahead! ”

Leng Shuangyu's tone was a little unkind, I think, this woman is obviously a killer and will not express her emotions normally like He Chuxue, but looking at her approach, she should be blaming herself for what she just did, and want to make up for it more or less.

Of course, I fully recognize the reality, although I saved my life, but I was also injured by that powerful enchantment, let alone deal with anything now, even if I was left alone, I was afraid that I would suddenly faint while walking.

Therefore, the cold frost and rain are the first to take the lead, which is very suitable.

So, I didn't mean to stop her at all, but turned sideways and let her go in first.

As soon as I entered the passage, I felt a chill, even colder than when I was in the well, a chill seeping out of the surrounding walls, as if there was a thick block of ice behind the walls. We're in the same situation as we are in an ice cellar.

I shuddered, and then I remembered that I had just been lying on the floor of the cave, and my body was more or less damp, if not completely wet, and the temperature came down, and my clothes were stuck to my skin, and it was cold, and my goosebumps rose.

He Chuxue was behind me, supporting me on the one hand, and pulling me, probably because she saw me shivering, so she asked me if I was cold, but I couldn't let her take off her clothes for me, so I had to bite the bullet and shake my head.

One of the good things about this cave is that the further we go in, the larger the space becomes, and after walking for a while, the feeling of narrowness and oppression disappears, and we can completely raise our heads, straighten up, and walk forward comfortably.

As I stepped on my feet, I gradually felt that something was wrong, it was dark around us, and we had nothing to use to illuminate, so everything was just a matter of feeling.

I didn't delay my progress, but as I walked, I deliberately diverted my steps and felt the road under my feet with the soles of my feet.

"I said, do you feel that something is wrong?"

Before Leng Shuangyu could speak, He Chuxue exclaimed in the back and asked if we had encountered a ghost hitting the wall again, but this time, we didn't have a lighter......

I bowed my head helplessly and smiled bitterly, and the cold frost rain immediately gave me the answer: "You are talking about the road under our feet, right?" I feel like it's like a train track. ”

Yes, it should feel like me.

He Chuxue heard our conversation, and also deliberately felt it, and then gave a positive answer.

However, this is impossible, in this kind of place, under the well, open the train track? No one will take such a train...... I thought about it, ruled out this possibility, and suddenly thought of another possibility: "Could it be that it is not the train track, but the ...... Tramcar? ”

I remember when I was a child, someone in the village went out to mine, and when he came home, he would tell us what happened to him while he was mining, and the mine truck was one of them.

Because of the distance between the excavation and the processing area, most places will have a kind of passage between the two, which I don't remember what it is called, always, when the minecart is filled, it will be pushed to the road where it is supposed to go, and go all the way.

That uncle once boasted to us that he had been pushed out of a minecart, not to mention how cool it felt.

I was still thinking about it, and suddenly, I don't know what it was, it gradually lit up, and with this burst of light, there was a sound that I can't describe, but I have heard it......

The sudden light pierced our eyes, and the three of us raised our hands to cover our eyes when I felt the frost and rain pat me on the shoulder.

"It seems that we don't have to worry about what the hell is going on."

Damn, when I said this, I suddenly remembered that this sound that I can't describe is nothing else, it is the sound of a train moving on the tracks! I used to work in a restaurant next to the train tracks, and at that time, I had this sound in my ears every day, not to mention how annoying it was.

However, after about a week, I got used to it. That's probably why I didn't make out the sound in time.

Wrong!

Now is not the time to think about these, lights, sounds...... That means there's a train coming towards us right in front of us!

Although the road is not narrow enough, it is impossible for us to avoid the width of the train. Moreover, I once heard the story of Hitler.

When Hitler took a train to a defeated city, he asked everyone there to go to the train station to meet him. So Hitler's officials placed people on both sides of the train tracks, of course, very close to each other.

But when the train came by, tragedy struck...... Because the train drove the air current, those people standing next to the train were all pushed onto the train track by the air pressure, but at that time, the train did not stop, so countless innocent people were all crushed into pieces by the moving train......

I remember that this was not what the third master told me, but when I secretly ran out to listen to the story, a storyteller who went to school told me.

The gentleman liked to chat with me, and she said that her family used to be a big family, and she also attended a Western-style school, and the stories in his head that I had never heard were told by the foreign teachers in the school.

"What to do, we can't hide!" Leng Frost and Rain stood in front, as if he was ready to die.

But I don't want to die in such a dark place!

I grabbed the cold frost and rain, pushed He Chuxue and ran back: "No, we can't die!" If you die here, it's all over! Run, run back! How far can you run, how far you can run! ”

Actually, what I want to say is that since we are not dead now, there is still a glimmer of hope, so we can only fight to the death, if we really run to death, then we can't say anything, after all, we can't run the train on two legs, it's normal.

But what if God is on our side, and we escape from death?

To put it bluntly, this is actually the kind of luck I often have.

However, this kind of psychology is obviously not good in the current situation, because I soon heard the horn of the train, which was particularly harsh in such a small space......