I struggled to get up from the ground like a dead dog, and I felt like I was about to fall apart.

Fortunately, Qin Huan was also smashed by me, so at this time, he will definitely find a way to deal with his injuries first, and he will not be in a hurry to trouble me again.

However, his appearance also gave me a glimmer of hope, that is, there is indeed another exit in this Erlang Temple.

I picked up my bag and slipped the knife directly in my hand, putting myself in a state where I could fight at any time.

Qin Huan is also a human being no matter how much he can fight, as long as I concentrate on not being attacked by sneak attacks, then I am sure that I will not be able to fall behind, after all, I still have a knife.

I went all the way to the wall that I had been shining with a flashlight, and by this time the whole wall had turned gray and gray, and the insects must have come down.

At the same time, I also saw the words that had been hidden under the Night Bodhisattva.

Don't ask the sky, don't ask your heart, and lean back with a knife.

The heavenly coffin pressed the coffin to sleep, and the two coffins were in front of the yang and the yin.

There is an oil poem written on the wall with paint, and looking at the level of creation, it is obvious that this is probably a oil poem below the initial Chinese level.

And there is a high probability that it was written by modern people.

However, the meaning of this is not difficult to understand.

The first sentence "Don't ask the heavens, don't ask the heart" should refer to a moral criterion, that is, don't care about heaven and conscience.

It is estimated that it describes a relatively casual personality or state.

The second sentence is more explicit, and the person falls backwards with a knife, which also confirms the expansion of the meaning expressed in the first sentence.

The literal meaning of the third sentence should be that somewhere here, there are two coffins, and they are stacked on top of each other.

However, it is the fourth sentence that worries me a little.

"The two coffins are in front of the yang and hide the yin", probably referring to the fact that these two coffins contain more terrible things.

And in front of them, the "yang" that symbolizes light doesn't seem to be provoked, and they all have to hide a little.

I was worried about Qin Huan's sneak attack, so I hurriedly turned around and looked around, and by the way, I looked for anything about the two coffins described in the limerick poem.

The terrain of Erlang Temple is not complicated at all, except for the four pillars that stand on the sky, it is flat everywhere, and there is no place to hide the next two coffins.

Looking up at the ceiling again, I noticed that it was a little boring.

On the ceiling about the middle of the Erlang side, there is a slightly concave place, and the shape of the depression happens to be a rectangle about the size of the coffin.

I took a flashlight and shone it carefully, but there was no coffin in the depression, and the material still looked like the same stone as the ceiling.

At this moment, an angry curse came from a corner far away from me.

And listening to the voice is Qin Huan.

I immediately remembered what he had just done to me, and I couldn't help but want to taunt him, "You bastard, what's wrong?" Did you meet a big spider? ”

I shouted very hard, and I was sure that Qin Huan could hear me, but he didn't seem to intend to fight back.

After a while, I walked in that direction with my knife in my hand, "Are you dead?" I didn't make a sound! ”

As I got closer, a "popping" sound in the corner became clearer.

It sounds like a crab crawling up a plastic box.

"Qin Huan! Even if your master was killed by a joint effort, you shouldn't transfer this hatred to others! ”

I have the mentality of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, and I show no mercy in my mouth, but I still have a trace of the mentality in my heart that can make him change his ways.

At this time, Qin Huan suddenly let out a miserable scream, and then the person flew out of the darkness and slammed into the ground.

"Senior brother... Help me..."

I didn't know how to react for a while, and I couldn't say anything about the stinky scolding in my stomach.

Because Qin Huan's current appearance is so miserable, the T-shirt he wore before is completely gone, his body is full of old scars that have been burned by the fire, and the front of his jeans has also been cut four or five times.

One of the scars was so deep that you could faintly see the white leg bone.

Qin Huan, who was like a bloody man, lay on the ground and moved back desperately, and in the darkness in front of him, a huge corpse spider suddenly sprang out.

It's almost exactly the same as the one I once saw in the human head ditch.

The huge black spider had dark white disgusting streaks on its body, and a dead or even decomposed human corpse stuck to its belly, which made my scalp tingle just by looking at it.

The big spider raised its upper body to reveal two dark yellow fangs, and it was shaking its teeth at Qin Huan, as if it might pounce at any moment.

And Qin Huan had completely lost the ability to resist, and he was so weak that he couldn't even get up.

"Senior brother save me, otherwise none of us will be able to get out!"

His words were actually threatening, and he immediately burst into flames when he said it, "Then Lao Tzu won't go out!" I'm going to watch you die today! ”

I'm also a temperamental person, besides, Qin Huan has tried to kill me twice, no matter how stupid I am, I can't trust him anymore.

But I can't do it by watching him die, not because I can't bear it, but because I have more important things to do now, and that is to find a way to escape.

I turned around and rushed straight to the wall, raised the hatchet in my hand and chopped it at the wall.

I had long thought there was something wrong with this wall, first of all, the color, and at a glance I could tell that the material of this wall was probably similar to lime.

The second is the group of night bodhisattvas, lying on it as if they have returned to their hometown, and it is not possible to make people suspicious.

The first time I went down, I cut a gap a few centimeters deep in the wall, and the gray-white pieces fell straight to the ground.

This was followed by the second knife, the third knife.

Every time I cut down, there would be a crack in the lime wall that would quickly snake out, and now after twenty or thirty cuts, the wall in front of me was like a huge square spider web.

Taking advantage of my respite, I glanced back, and the night bodhisattva on the master's body seemed to be a little ready to move.

And Qin Huan on the side didn't know when he had climbed to a pillar, only three or four meters above the ground, he was lucky that the spider was lying under the pillar, but he didn't have the slightest intention of attacking him.

Otherwise, at this height, the spider would be able to stand up and stretch its claws straight, and there would be no need to jump at all.

Just as I was looking at Qin Huan's kung fu, there was a "boom" behind me.

I quickly turned my head to the side and looked back, only to see that the wall had begun to crumble and collapse, and the lime board the size of the tabletop was peeling off one by one.

Gradually, the true face hidden behind the lime wall is revealed.

It was a dark purple wall carved with monsters.