I covered my face with my hands.

The men rushed past me.

Didn't you come at me?

I turned around curiously.

It turned out that they were targeting the top of a slope where dozens of cadres had already gathered.

Oh? Finally disagreed, and was about to be beaten in a group?

I hid and watched the excitement.

After waiting for a while, I saw that although these cadres were very excited, they didn't have any intention of doing anything.

What the hell are they going to do?

I decided to take a closer look.

Pushing through the crowd, I wiped a handful of hot sweat.

But in a small open space, several cadres were standing or sitting, with several leather drums in front of them, and their hands were clenched with drumsticks.

Drum beating?

I guessed that right.

Because they started knocking right away.

Boom! Boom!

Boom!

"Roar! Roar! ”

As he knocked, he let out a low groaning cry of unknown significance.

Boom! Boom!

Boom!

"Roar! Roar! ”

Then, one of the cadres swayed and swayed, and began to roar in a forgetful manner:

"Is it that I don't understand, or that the world doesn't understand my ......"

"There are so many strange things in the world, maybe the real blame is my ......"

"The glory of the past has long been forgotten, and we have lost our ......"

"Who knows what the road ahead is, and it's hard to look back at the end......"

"Hit the wall! Wall! ”

"Roar...... Roar ......"

I listened to a few words, but before I could understand what I was singing, I was already dizzy, so I left in a hurry.

After the distance, the headache lessened a little.

The group of cadres listened very happily, and in addition to the noise, they threw all kinds of things high.

Alas, I really shouldn't have joined in the fun.

Keep exploring.

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The exploration ended without a hitch!

Although the area of this fire prison is slightly larger than that of the water prison, the advantage is that the people are very 'friendly' - a few swear words can't stop me.

At the end, I stood in front of the huge pool of fire and fell into deep thought.

If I'm not mistaken, there was a hole in the wall opposite the fire pool, which was mostly blocked by the surging fire lava, revealing only a little tip.

This is the passage to leave?

If the mechanism of the water dungeon is to lower the water level, then is there some kind of mechanism around here that can drain away the fire slurry and lower the fire level?

If, like the Water Dungeon, the trap is hidden at the bottom of the flames......

Probably not, right?

I began to look around me.

There's nothing too strange about it - if anything, it's probably this weird stone platform that rises halfway out of the fire pool and is covered with dents.

Although I don't think this level of weirdness is nothing......

Wait a minute!

The shape of the indentation on the stone platform, why does it have a sense of déjà vu?

I frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly came to my senses: what déjà vu, haven't you just seen it?

Drum!

The leather drum beaten by the group of dry drummers was originally placed on this stone platform?

It seems that if you want to solve this puzzle, you have to get the leather drum back.

Although this group of cadres don't move their mouths, it is probably impossible for them to hand over the guy who eats mixed rice.

Or rather, it's because they don't do it - I can't grab it, can I?

After thinking about it for a while, I resolutely walked towards the dry drummer.

The strange drama is still going on.

That's right, although it feels strange to roar while beating the drums, whether it is Peking Opera or Cantonese Opera, it is actually a similar set of processes (beating gongs and drums, and then singing).

Maybe one day in the future, this kind of 'roaring and drumming' will become a new kind of opera art.

Okay, now what am I going to do to get rid of the only set of instruments they have?

Once again, I squeezed through the crowd and came next to the drummers.

A series of rain drums.

I took a deep breath, already thinking about it.

"Roar! Roar! ”

Sonor! Sonor!

"Roar! Roar! ”

Sonor! Sonor!

In between the drumming and the roaring, a strange sound suddenly mixed in.

The drummers looked puzzled.

But they didn't put down the drumsticks.

"Roar! Roar! ”

Sonor! Sonor!

In the next drum beat, the sound of the new mixture became more pronounced.

The drummers continued to play.

Because although this new sound comes very suddenly, every time it sounds, it just happens to choke the rhythm.

"You! Yes, that's you! The lead singer glared at me and yelled at me, "Come up quickly, what are you waiting for?" ”

That's what you want!

I parted the crowd and walked over to one of the drums.

The drummer hit exactly one note.

Sonor! Sonor!

I immediately waved my hands and my wrists collided with each other with a crisp sound.

Sonor! Sonor!

The silver shackles were under my control, and they became a musical instrument.

So, with the help of the amazing instrument of silver shackles, I was able to gain the trust of the drummers.

Using this trust, I easily got them to change the drum arena to a fire pool.

All the drums are placed directly on the stone platform.

All the drummers stand in a circle on one side of the stone platform.

"Roar! Roar! ”

Boom...... Boom...... Boom......

Sonor! Sonor!

After playing for one round, the fire in the fire pool did not decrease.

Am I guessing wrong, this stone platform is not a switch?

A closer look reveals that two of the drums seem to be misplaced.

I seized the opportunity and replaced the two drums.

Knock ...... again Sure enough, the fire slurry began to slowly fall.

The cadres did not notice the change in the fire magma, but gathered around the stone platform, shouting, shouting, and roaring......

Perhaps for those of them who live in the world of flames all year round, trying their best to shout their hearts is the best way to beat the heat.

I quietly left them, and burrowed into the hole in the wall that had once been flooded with fire lava.

On the other side of the hole, there is still a dark and narrow tunnel, and it is still sweating profusely......

Suddenly, the whole world fell silent.

It stands to reason that there was no sound just now.

But amazingly, after crossing an invisible line, I felt as if I had entered a silent, empty world.

I crawled out of the pit.

What is this place?

I don't know.

What is the layout of the building here?

I don't know.

How big is it? Is there anyone there?

All...... I don't know!

At this moment, I am surrounded by total, utter darkness.

Black Prison!

A term popped up in my mind.

Eagle Claw Dungeon, A, B, CD.

I remember very well that when they first visited the dungeon, the cell boss at that time made a comment about this C-shaped dungeon - the people locked in it were a little mentally abnormal......

Not quite mentally normal?

Could it be that compared to the prisoners in the black prison, the people in the water prison and the fire prison are actually quite normal?

How insane is this black prison inmate?

I couldn't help but shudder.

Hush...... Hush......

Suddenly, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the darkness.

If I'm not mistaken, it's like a whistling from a human mouth?

(End of chapter)