The sound must have come from under my feet, and after repeating it, I couldn't help but lay my ears on the ground again.

This time, I heard the sound of violent water again, and a sense of foreboding that had never been felt before, and a premonition gradually spread in my heart.

I pulled out a sharp folding pickaxe from my backpack and with all my strength I finally pulled out a piece of the stone brick that had laid the Dan room.

What caught my eye was the faintly shaking, very wet earth, as if it had just been soaked in water.

It wasn't until the sound of the machine turning gradually sounded in our ears that the sound of running water was overpowered, and Xiaobaiyan and I looked around vigilantly.

The originally flat stone bricks under his feet suddenly trembled in a large area, and the inlaid gaps were constantly overflowing outward.

"It's... What's going on? ”

Little White Face was obviously a little panicked as well, and I was shocked to realize that there might be an underground river hidden beneath this seemingly empty dungeon.

And the sound of the machine that kept ringing in the ears came and went, as if the two of them had inadvertently touched the mechanism here just now.

The sound of the huge gears turning that echoed throughout the underground dan chamber made people feel desperate, and when they turned around, they were shocked to find the staircase that had led to this place before.

It has been completely suppressed by a huge stone gate unconsciously, and it has become a desperate situation like death.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the wall behind him suddenly opened, revealing a narrow stone room space of less than two square meters.

The most bizarre thing is that the stone room is facing the wall and is covered with dense round holes, which looks extremely weird.

I hurriedly dodged with my little white face, expecting that a crossbow arrow-like hidden weapon would be shot out of these circular holes, but after a while, there was still no movement on the honeycomb wall in front of me.

He approached with cautious steps, and when he got closer, he realized that the wall did not look like some kind of deadly mechanism, but an extremely sophisticated ancient mechanism lock.

It requires a person to put their palm into these honeycomb holes and turn the password of the mechanism inside.

The two of them looked at the honeycomb wall in front of them, which was extremely delicate and constantly heard the sound of gears turning, and their feet stepping on the stone bricks of the underground palace had been penetrated by the tide.

And looking at the trend of rising tides, it is estimated that it will not be long before the underground river flowing below the Dan Room will completely submerge this place.

The pale little white face had not yet come to my senses, and I had to volunteer to put my hand into the circular hollow.

But as soon as he reached in for a second, his heart couldn't help but chuckle, and he inadvertently touched a cold object at his wrist and was cut through a wound, and blood flowed in an instant.

I suddenly came to my senses, every hole must be covered with sharp knives, if the operation is wrong, the end must be the joint arm is cut off by the brush.

In a fit of hesitation, he gradually felt the chain in the hole, but he didn't dare to pull it outward.

If the mechanism is triggered, my remaining right hand will also end up like my bare left arm, and I won't dare to try it anyway.

It wasn't until the stagnant water in the Bagua Dan room gradually submerged his calves, and the little white face staring at the honeycomb wall in front of him seemed to think of something at once.

The scene in front of me seemed to be somewhat familiar, and the hole mechanism should be arranged in some kind of shuffled order of Taoist gossip.

And he had stumbled upon the office of the leader of the men in black, where there was a drawing with a mysterious design shaped like a honeycomb.

Now that I think about it, it seems to correspond to the ancient lock mechanism in front of me.

He asked me to slowly pull my hand out, and then he reached into the hole with his own hands, trying to use his memory to try to unlock the intricately constructed chain of combination locks.

As the minutes ticked by, I stood still and didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the little white face who was cracking the mechanism.

The foreheads of the two people were all covered with soybean-sized droplets of sweat, which kept dripping into the stagnant water under their feet as their bodies trembled slightly due to lack of oxygen.

The light of the flashlight in his hand shone on the slowly rising water, revealing a sparkling glow.

Reflecting the half-soaked mural in front of me, there is an indescribable weirdness and depression in my heart.

I only hope that the little white face can successfully unlock the mechanism in the alchemy room with the residual memories in his mind.

But he didn't expect that in the next second, the mural in front of him after being thoroughly soaked in water gradually attracted his attention.

It was supposed to be a wall portrait of a god in Taoism, but it lost its color little by little under the soak of the rising tide.

Immediately afterwards, the hidden depths of the mural were revealed.

When the mural was completely soaked in water, the scene in front of me suddenly changed, it was a red and bloody pattern.

Many were tied to wooden stakes and their eyes gouged out with special torture instruments, which were then put into wooden barrels and sifted for alchemy.

I looked at the bloody scene in front of me and almost couldn't believe my eyes, until I subconsciously turned on the flashlight and approached it, only to realize that the pattern on the mural was not an illusion.

These mysterious murals hidden behind Taoist portraits should have been secretly preserved by the painters and craftsmen who cast them here, and the hidden meaning in them makes people feel chills down their spines.

"Could it be that the Yelang King back then gouged out the eyeballs of many innocent civilians and used them for alchemy?"

He stared at the horrific bloody murals on the walls, a few simple black lines in the murals, but they outlined black holes after their eyes were gouged out, and there were bursts of grief and horror on some abstract and even disproportionate faces.

It even made me feel a little indescribable fear and nausea, and it wasn't until I finally felt a whitch in my throat that I forced myself to look away from the mysterious and strange murals in front of me.

There was a sudden crisp sound of the machine turning in my ears, and when I turned around, I saw a little white face standing by the honeycomb wall, and he had already inserted all his hands into the holes with the order.

His whole body was completely soaked with sweat, and his eyes were full of hesitation, and he knew what would happen if he made a mistake.

Time is deadlocked little by little, and the tide under my feet is almost below my thighs, and I am soaked in such stagnant water.

The wounds all over his body began to itch very much, but he still didn't dare to move.

"God forbid... God forbid. ”

Xiao Bai's face turned pale, and he kept muttering words like blessing, and the palm holding the chain finally began to move outward.

"One Second"

"Two seconds"

"Three seconds..."

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, until I watched as his left hand, with its sweat-soaked chains, pulled out of the hole in the wall.

A crisp continuous turning sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and a door-shaped gap suddenly cracked in the wall behind him, but as the sound of the machine stopped abruptly, the stone door that exposed its outline stopped moving.

Obviously, the other right hand, which is still in the stone wall, is the key to really opening the secret door.

Seeing that the water level is getting higher and higher, if we don't plan early, we will both be completely submerged by the underground river.

The little white face gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and his pale blue pupils revealed a firm determination, even if he was wrong this time, it would only be a big deal to break an arm.

Which is more important, life or hand, after ten years of wind and rain, he naturally knows clearly.

As he finally made up his mind, he pulled his right hand dragging the chain out of the stone cave little by little, and the next second, his face suddenly changed in shock and even showed a little panic.