It wasn't until he grabbed the nearest black chain with his other hand that the weight on my arm faded in an instant.

For a moment, my bones crackled, and my entire arm and joints were swollen and numb, almost making half of my body unconscious.

After the fat man's body stopped shaking, he grabbed the thick iron lock beside him, and stared intently at the gap in the corridor where he had just jumped.

It had become a faint light, and the walls around it were also hung with thick chains, and the whole abyss was so vast that it looked more like a bottomless sinkhole.

This can't help but remind me of the Tiankeng in Xiaozhai Village, Jingzhu Township, recorded in the newspaper, which is located in the small county of Fengjie in Ba County.

When they were first discovered, there were rumors of the brutal lynching of ethnic minorities, who would push the most heinous people into sinkholes to ask for forgiveness from heaven.

The walls around the huge abyss in front of me were irregular and circular, like the sinkhole described in the newspapers, and like a huge shaft leading to hell.

I gradually regained some of my spirits, and as I watched the rising mist beneath my feet, I couldn't help but wonder where the end of this abyss leads, and whether it was naturally formed.

Mysteries haunted me, but I almost forgot that we were on a narrow island.

Even if the island is mostly floating underwater, we have a wrong estimate of the size, and there is no way that the interior of the island can accommodate such a large abyssal cavern.

I couldn't help but subconsciously look at the mechanical watch on my wrist, could it be that what I experienced before was not an illusion at all.

This tomb is indeed in an unknown space, and it will extend and expand infinitely, and we will not touch the edge of the tomb wherever we go.

The howling cold wind blew on my face and carried away the sweat from my skin, making me shiver involuntarily.

For now, it's better to keep climbing the chains and crawling upwards to see where it leads.

I struggled to climb the huge iron ropes in my arms, the thickness of an adult's thigh, and the cold, piercing breath of these chains as they approached the palms of my hands instantly spread throughout my body.

But he had to continue to climb up the chain, even if his fingers were frozen, he didn't dare to let go of the slightest, for fear that he would really fall into the abyss under his feet if he was not careful.

It wasn't until I had crawled a short distance that I saw the rusty dagger stuck in a crack in the rock, and at the same time there was a series of crooked characters carved into the steep rock wall.

"Ride the clouds and fear to return, and you will be in the abyss."

"Everywhere on Penglai Island, where to find the immortals."

This line of small print is almost all in Chinese Simplified, and only a few characters are in traditional Chinese, but either way.

It was indeed a bit unbelievable that such a familiar text appeared in the ancient tomb of the Qin Dynasty, until I saw that there was actually a payment under this small poem engraved on the wall.

The three crooked little characters of "Wu Wenju" clearly came into my eyes, and my mind went blank for a moment.

Together with the dagger next to him, and the poems engraved on the wall in front of him, were they all left by Wu Laogou?

I often look at the diary he left behind, and the handwriting on the steep wall in front of me is indeed somewhat similar to the small words written in his book.

The fat man held the chains in his hands in horror, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that he really wouldn't fall into the abyss.

He looked at me with a blank expression and asked what was going on.

I had to take a few steps up the chain, revealing the lines of small letters and the rusty dagger that my body was obscuring.

The fat man's expression was a little unsettled when he first saw it, and then he smiled.

"Ganzi, I didn't expect your godfather to be a great poet."

was laughed at by the fat man, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the team of the two gradually became cheerful, and he was not as frightened and scared as he was just now.

I gradually lost my mind, it seems that Wu Laogou did come here back then, and he was photographed by the air current on the steep wall in front of him in the exact same way we just did.

The first half of this little poem also corresponds to the experience we just had, but I can't figure out how he would leave such a line of authenticity on the wall.

The fat man and I are trembling in our legs now, if ordinary people experience it just now, they will definitely be scared to pee their pants, only Wu Laogou can leave such a small poem after the fright.

Vaguely found that he gradually developed an unprecedented curiosity about Wu Laogou, what did he come to this ancient tomb to find decades ago?

And Uncle Nine keeps avoiding my questions, sometimes hiding and sometimes fearing, he must know some inside stories about his godfather.

I thought in my head, it seems that if I want to know the truth of the matter, I must start with Uncle Nine.

But right now, the fat man and I are separated from the team, and I don't know if the little white-faced Uncle Nine has escaped alive, or if they are lost in a figurine passage in the ancient tomb like me and the fat man.

I pulled the dagger out of the crack in the wall and stuck it in my boots, and now the fat man and I were empty-handed, and if we encountered any strange danger on this iron cable, we would not be able to resist it.

The dagger that Wu Lao Dog once left behind emitted a ghostly glow in the dim light, and although it was accompanied by a little rust, the blade had not yet curled its edge.

If you can carve words on steep rocks, it's certainly not ordinary.

The fat man and I were determined to climb up the thick chains to see where the drooping locks led.

In the dim light, two black shadows climbed up one after the other, hugging the chains, and beneath their feet were a dark and lightless abyss.

Whether it was the falling stones, or the torch that was kicked down by the fat man, I never heard a response.

Only the chains that droop from top to bottom shook from time to time, and the sound of metal hitting the cliff wall echoed in the empty abyss, which was extremely harsh, and people couldn't help but think about it.

The black metal chains were inexplicably heavy, and I don't know how long they had been in the tomb, but I felt that my hands were getting rougher and rougher when I clenched them, leaving a thick layer of rust on the palms.

The fat man and I didn't dare to relax for a moment, so we climbed up the chain as hard as we could, and when we were tired, we leaned on the rock wall with our legs and rested for a while.

In this dim and dull space, the mechanical watch on my arm no longer knew how many laps it had walked repeatedly, and the two of them completely lost the concept of time and kept climbing up.

Suddenly, I noticed a blurred black figure on another chain in front of me, wearing a black leotard and carrying a rifle across his back.

It looks like the group of mysterious troops that were discovered at the beginning are dressed in the same costume, but the dried corpse in front of them is covered with dust.

The rifle on the back still glows with a bit of ghostly light, and it seems that it can still be used.

The fat man's eyes lit up and he snatched the rifle from his body, and when he pulled the bolt, he found several slightly rusty bullets in the magazine, plus the ammunition found on him.

There are a dozen spare ammunition to come, and we are currently lacking these things in our team, in case of any danger.

At critical moments, this gun will definitely become a hole card to save your life.

I took the initiative to hang the rifle on my back, and since the pockets on my body were all tattered, I had to leave the bullets to the fat man for safekeeping.