Everyone dug desperately for a while, even though the fingers of both hands were already bleeding, they still did not slow down their movements because of the pain.

Soon, Wei Yang's fingertips were the first to touch a stone door.

To be precise, it should be a slate.

It's just that for some reason, Wei Yang always felt that it should be a door.

The slaves quickly cleared the sand and slag around the slate, and the slate door was soon revealed.

The slate door turned out to be a piece of inlay in a small square building, which made Wei Yang look surprised.

What's that square building? Is it a coffin? Or a tombstone?

Several leaders of death row prisoners glanced at each other, waved their hands at Wei Yang, and asked Wei Yang and the others to get away.

Even if Wei Yang has a very powerful secret weapon in his hand, if everyone attacks him together, he is afraid that he will be invincible with both fists!

Wei Yang pressed the doubts in his heart, and with Oliver's movements, he took two steps back, leaving enough room for those sturdy men to exert their strength, but he didn't retreat further.

He glanced around, and everyone looked excited, including the old slave who had given his life to save him.

Wei Yang believed that behind the stone door, there must be something extraordinarily good.

In an instant, Oliver slapped the slate door.

It's a slap in the face of the whole process without warning.

At first, Oliver just touched the slate door inch by inch with both hands, not even sparing the corners and corners.

That greedy and excited look is like caressing a beauty's ice skin.

Just as Wei Yang began to wonder if there was something wrong with this Oliver's brain, he suddenly slapped at the stone door that he had just carefully touched every inch of it without warning.

The thickness of the entire stone slab door was extremely thick, and it was actually torn apart at this moment.

The appearance of such a scene made Wei Yang always feel that it didn't look like it was broken, but as if it had been touched by some kind of mechanism.

As the dark hole behind the slate door was revealed, Oliver took the lead and plunged into it as if he were drilling a dog's hole.

The other death row inmates followed suit.

The old slave also desperately seized the opportunity, staggered to his feet, and staggered into this dark and deep cavern.

Wei Yang followed closely behind the old slave and got into it with agility.

Wei Yang was a little suspicious that there was a very good chance that this place was a secret passage that had existed for a long time and could lead to the outside world.

Freely!

If...... On the other side of this passage is freedom!

Then, it's no wonder that these death row inmates are so eager!

Even for Wei Yang, who has only been a slave for a long time, the word freedom is far better than countless treasures in this world!

Just now this group of people seemed to be fearless, eager to show the whole world about their arrogance and anger, so that the slaves would shy away from them.

However, since entering the hole and entering the passage, all the people have become wary and silent.

While he was just walking with his head down, he could hardly hear any sound except for some chaotic footsteps and breathing.

It was very dark in the passage, with only a faint light coming from it, and one could faintly see the path beneath their feet.

The old slave who had mentioned Wei Yang several times before was in a hurry, and while he was hurrying, he snorted a little in his breathing.

Wei Yang was very close to him, and Ying Ying saw that there seemed to be tears running through the corners of his eyes.

The passage seemed to be quite long, and Wei Yang followed the crowd silently forward, counting his breathing and heartbeat.

About five or six minutes later, I heard a loud bang behind me, and it seemed that the mine that had just entered the passage had collapsed.

At this time, even if anyone regrets it and is unwilling to go any further, there is no way back.

At this moment, a miserable cry came from the crowd.

On the road far in front of Wei Yang, a stone slab paved on the road suddenly disappeared inexplicably.

A lean death row prisoner who happened to step on the stone slab fell without warning.

The death row inmate was not far behind the leader of the death row inmates, and it stands to reason that the position should be safe.

Wei Yang thought that this Oliver probably didn't know that such a dangerous trap actually existed on this road, right?

Otherwise, how could he not let people explore the way in front, but walk in the front by himself?

The afterglow of that sharp scream still vibrated Wei Yang's eardrums, making him unconsciously touch his pistol.

Such an unguardable trap can appear at any time!

Wei Yang suddenly felt creepy.

It dawned on him that the path that Oliver had so painstakingly dug up might not be a secret passage to the outside world, but a graveyard full of traps.

However, if you think about it differently, it is clear that the tomb road will inevitably lead to the outside world.

Otherwise, how can we worship?

Thinking of this, Wei Yang's somewhat irritable mood calmed down a lot in an instant.

It's just that when he started, he was a little more cautious.

Almost every step was stepped on the square bricks that the person in front of him had walked.

Such caution really helped him a lot.

He also kept an eye on the movements of the two dozen death row inmates in front of him, and found that there were people who had adopted the same plan as him.

However, there are still people who fall into the same trap again.

The stone slabs that have been stepped on and passed safely by predecessors are not guaranteed to be foolproof.

There were two or three death row inmates, all of whom suddenly fell into the abyss after stepping on the stone slabs that others had stepped on.

At this moment, Wei Yang had no other choice.

If you continue to follow this group of people, you may be able to reap some benefits, and maybe even regain your freedom.

But if you turn around and go back, not only will you have to go through all the dangers again, but you will have no food or water on your body, and you will be trapped under this collapsed mine for a few days.

Even if you have the help of the system, you can not die of hunger and thirst, but as a lowly slave, an ant who can be crushed to death by anyone, even if you live to the day when the mine is re-dug up, will you not continue to repeat this tragic fate of mining for others?

Compared to being a slave, Wei Yang is of course willing to fight!

After a long time, when the group finally walked through this long and dangerous passage and entered a relatively spacious stone cave, there were only fifteen of the twenty or so thin and lean death row inmates.

Coupled with Wei Yang and the old slave who was lucky enough not to die, there were only seventeen people.

This stone cave seems to be very crudely built, and even a hole has been dug in the rock, but it is very inconsistent that such a rough building, or such a rough line, gives people the feeling that the wall of a cave dug at random is inlaid with more than ten night pearls the size of a fist.

The light of the Night Pearl is soft and cool, illuminating everything in the entire cave clearly.

The death row inmates seemed to have been prepared, and a few of them took out the mining picks they had with them to pry up the night pearl on the cave wall.

Oliver only sneered when he saw this, but he didn't stop.

Naturally, he didn't mean to stop and wait for someone.

Oliver walked forward with great strides as he turned his head to look at Wei Yang.

Seeing that Wei Yang was not moved by the night pearl, he raised one side of his eyebrows with great interest.

Wei Yang dragged the old slave along with Oliver's steps, and after passing through the cave, they turned into a larger stone chamber.

This stone chamber looks likely to be a burial chamber.

Because in the corner of the stone chamber, there is a coffin carved out of stone.

It's just that the size of this coffin is too huge.

If this is a coffin that belongs only to one person, then the owner must have been a giant during his lifetime.

Wei Yang's height is no longer short, but standing in front of this coffin, he will only stand in front of Yao Ming like a child in a kindergarten class.

On the wall not far from the stone coffin, a stone shelf is inlaid with it.

Most of the shelves were empty, and only five or six of them still had bottles and cans in them.

To be precise, this shelf is probably the one that the former owner of this stone burial chamber had carved out some small compartments in the stone wall to store things.

On the ground below the stone shelf, there is a skeleton remaining, magically maintaining a posture of cross-legged meditation.

The size of this skeleton is still taller than Wei Yang, but it is obviously not as amazing as the coffin.

While Wei Yang was still looking around, Oliver had already rushed towards the shelf, and the other death row inmates who had followed closely followed.

When the old slave saw the huge stone coffin, he began to weep silently, and his face was full of snot and tears.

Could it be that this old slave still has something to do with the giant in this huge coffin?

Wei Yang couldn't help but glance at the huge coffin a few more times, and then felt an inexplicable attraction.

He couldn't help but take two steps forward, and suddenly heard the sound of the system ringing in his ears, suggesting that he had a very important treasure in that huge coffin.

Oliver had snatched a small, unobtrusive bottle, unscrewed the cap, poured the contents into his mouth, and swallowed it quickly.

The other death row inmates, who had snatched something from the shelf, also opened the container in their hands one after another, completely ignoring whether the contents were solid or liquid, whether they had passed the expiration date, and stuffed them into their mouths.

I'm afraid that if I eat slowly, I will be snatched away by others.

Wei Yang saw that the group of death row inmates had almost divided the contents of the shelves, and his feet were more determined to step towards the huge stone coffin.

Soon, his hands were on the lid of the coffin.

The stone made of the coffin is very delicate in texture, warm to the touch, but hard and strong.

Knock on it, and there is a sonorous sound of gold and jade.

It's just that this color, no matter how you look at it, has nothing to do with gold or jade.

Wei Yang felt that the coffin lid might be heavy.

He pondered for a moment, and after condensing all the strength of his body to his arms and hands, he lifted it with all his might.

I only heard an exclamation in my ear: "No! No! ”

However, it was too late, and the coffin lid was easily lifted by Wei Yang.

In the coffin, sure enough, there was a tall giant.

I saw that he was wearing a golden armor, and his face was handsome and lifelike.

However, at the moment when Wei Yang lifted the lid of the coffin with his arms propped up, a black shadow rushed out of the coffin and headed straight for Wei Yang's face.

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