I just stood still.

Na Jintang pulled out a long rope from the bag, and he neatly threw the rope to the top of the beam, and then, the rope circled around the beam a few times, tied a knot, and Na Jintang tried the strength of the rope.

He climbed up like a monkey quickly, and then stood firmly on the beam, and at this moment the vertical plane below his position happened to be the wooden box, and he was very clever not to go directly to it, because it would touch the red rope. Hanging from a roof is a great way to do it, but consider whether a person is agile and calm enough.

I didn't dare to gasp for breath to look at him, and he stood on the beam and gestured to me to indicate that he was safe now. The beams are close to three meters high from the ground.

I saw him tie a rope around his waist, he measured the distance between the chest and himself, and then boldly leaped forward, just one meter away from the wooden chest.

His body is completely suspended in the air, he stretches his body, like a static bird, he now controls every muscle in his body, he can't let any of his limbs touch the table, then he must go all out, support his body without any flaws, this is an extremely high-intensity posture.

Nervous, sweat was already dense on his forehead, he kept his body balanced, he wore gloves on his hands, and held a dagger in his left hand, he was very cautious, his whole body was engrossed, and he gently twitched the lock of the wooden box with his hands. It seems that this disbelief is really some years, and when the brocade touched it with a dagger, a wave of dust rose up.

Suddenly, at this time, I don't know if it was because of the trigger, but because I touched the wooden box, and the table was immediately filled with a yellowish mist, which I had never seen before.

But Na Jintang quickly said to me, "Hurry up and close your mouth and try not to breathe, this is a miasma." After saying that, she quickly tore off a piece of cloth from her clothes and covered her mouth tightly.

It was also a mist, slowly emanating from the table, a strong smell that I will never forget, like a puff of sulfuric acid, very pungent.

It is difficult for man to experience this most terrible horror. The danger is everywhere, and it is already nerve-wracking. I knew that this miasma was very human-threatening, just like the swamp gas used in our orphanage, and I was looking at him worriedly as I touched my mouth with a strip of cloth, because he was at the heart of the miasma.

Give him time, maybe just a minute, maybe less. If he can't get out of this short period of time, then it will be killed by this gas, even if he is a powerful martial arts man, a powerful steel man, in the face of this natural poisonous gas, he is just a life, he can't fight either, maybe he is just an ordinary ordinary person who is more resistant to pressure, but maybe there is only a few more buffer space.

I was very worried about looking at him, and at the most critical moment, he chose to challenge the last part of the Gift of Death.

He fought against death again, if he pulled away now, it might be too late, if he waited two more minutes, God couldn't do anything about him.

I said in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up!" Come on! It's too late, please get out of here! My voice was crying, and I was almost begging him to leave, and my heart ached like a knife. Because he didn't understand my request at this moment, his hand was very agile to open the box, almost without hesitation.

When the dagger pried open the box, the miasma on the table became thicker and thicker, and I saw that Na Jintang was not breathing, holding it like diving, the blood vessels on his face were bulging, and he had to maintain a difficult posture balance, which would further deplete his physical strength and spirit. He continued to fight, uncompromisingly.

I knew that I couldn't persuade him at this time, so I watched with tears in my eyes as he continued to operate.

"Bang"

The wooden box was finally opened, and there was no bling in sight of what I called it? It was as if I saw Na Jintang take out a book from the box, and when he was sure that there was nothing in it, he immediately put the book in his pocket. Then gently close the lid of the box.

I didn't dare to move, my thighs were firmly on the ground, because the brocade had told me that I couldn't let me change if I had any changes would trigger the bell array, my legs were already starting to be sore, but I still couldn't move, and I stood through gritted teeth.

A carp was straight, he was now pulling the rope behind his back, taking a quick and agile step or jumping onto the beam, he was still holding his breath, his face was getting redder, and he gestured to me to pay attention to his movements.

Then, he swung to my side like a swing through the rope. At this time, we are all holding our breath and cannot make any sound, only relying on our eye contact.

We had to get out at once, the fog was getting heavier, he was exhausted, and the last reserves of his strength were about to burn out. My consciousness is wandering, go! Only this thought is still immersed in consciousness.

The two of us on the conjoined baby stepped back step by step, and we couldn't change any of our weight, and now we are in a dilemma, because by the time we helped him to get the treasure, both of us had already changed in weight.

I looked at him nervously, and it was clear what I meant, what should we do next? Do you want to retreat?

He made a move for me, and his movement was obvious, because we had already reached a tacit agreement: when I get the treasure, our size will change, and the way to maintain it at this time is to run, especially to escape quickly.

That Jintang also gave me an encouragement with his eyes, and I also gave him a confident smile back. Our biggest real crisis has arrived, and he nodded to me, and I nodded to him. Let's say we're starting to act.

When we had just taken a step, the jingle suddenly sounded, the bell rang loudly, deafening, and the brocade took my hand and rushed out the door without hesitation.

As soon as he entered the hallway, a breath of fresh air greeted him, and this time the room was locked. We gasped vigorously, and everything just now almost broke your spirit, and then we saw ourselves paralyzed, weak.

Time is life, and it is said that people who have a mental breakdown will fall into an endless abyss if they lie down tired and do not walk up in time. I don't know what method Najin Tang used, but he quickly jumped over the fence and ran out of the room with me in his arms.

At the same time, the dense ringing of the cottage brothers arrived, but they were all gathered at the gate, and no one dared to enter through the gate, for any of your mysterious legends and traps discouraged him. These things cost their lives, and they still cherish their lives.

The bell rang only for a while, and the terrible miasma just now had filled the sky, and the air gradually turned yellow, surrounding this small attic, adding to the strange atmosphere, like a hell's attic, and all kinds of legends seemed to be about to come true. Humans were in awe of the ghosts and gods, and some began to kneel reverently, looking afraid.

A huge python was also fluttering inside, writhing its terrifying body and slamming it against the door. The occasional snake slice made everyone's face change greatly, and they ran to a safer distance in panic, like a tide retreating.

The gallant man hurriedly opened, which angered the big snake even more, and it opened its bloody mouth and wanted to rush out, making a sharp roar. The snake makes a normal sound, but before it reaches the point of rage, the snake has reached the state of rage!

"Knock knock..."Violent impact, creepy impact, like a demon from hell!

The voice seemed terrible to outsiders. The brothers are talking a lot, and who doesn't dare to take a step forward. The bold brother began to discuss, "What the hell is going on?" Are you angry, my God? ”

"There are ghosts!"

"Old Cao's gang leader, who has been missing for so long, must be a manifest spirit, don't come close!"

Everyone was in an uproar! Don't dare anyone come near again! At this time, Cao Kun led more than a dozen disciples to dare to come over, he looked at the chaotic situation thoughtfully, and then he said decisively: "Go and get five or six vigorous chickens, live ducks, and live sheep!" ”

There are generals guarding the situation, everyone breathes a sigh of relief, and soon returns to the normal rhythm, it seems that Cao Kun is very powerful in everyone's minds.

Soon, live chickens, ducks and sheep were quickly brought in.

"Throw them in, all of them, throw them away!" He shouted with all his might. A couple of able-bodied men threw the beasts into the high wall.

In an instant, a bloody mouth burst up from mid-air, devouring these living creatures with precision! Cruel and direct! These creatures didn't even make a call, and they disappeared without a trace. The serpent got eaten, pausing against the ramming of the gate. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they still didn't dare to take a step forward easily, who would dare to gamble with their lives.

Cao Kun asked sternly: "This big snake has never been so angry easily, who told me what happened?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know why. The person who felt it first said: "Report to the young gang leader, first I heard the sound of a bell in the attic, and when the old gang leader Cao was there, he told us that it was a bell ringing, and the ghosts came to break in." By the time a few of us arrived here, the whole attic was full of miasma, and the big snake was terrified, and I didn't know what had happened? Until you saw it when you came. ”

Cao Kun pondered for a while and ordered: "Ten of you are staying here to observe the situation, and the rest of you will go back to their respective posts to patrol, and if there is any suspicious person, they will immediately rush and shoot them." There must be no mistake, now everyone must strengthen their precautions and enter a state of emergency! Notify me as soon as something happens! He spoke crisply and neatly, not like a patient who doesn't care about the world.

A person asked: "Brother Biao, he has always been in charge of security." Where did he go? I didn't see him for a day. ”

"He's out on errands and he'll be back in a while." Cao Kun's voice was harsh, and no one could refute it. He turned to look at this person gloomily, and immediately realized the strange atmosphere during the period, and did not dare to speak.

After saying that, he Cao Kun came to our hut again.

The outside world was chaotic, and I lurked back in my room with Najintang in the midst of the chaos.

The two of us supported each other and walked hard, which was really uncomfortable. The clothes were stained with the smell of miasma, cold, sticky, and extremely uncomfortable. The particularly sensitive nose smelled the foul smell coming from the body, and felt a wave of nausea. Exhausted exhaustion is like a letter with a poisonous tongue, sighing at the fragility of our lives.

My body is extremely fragile, and he is actually not much better, he has just been poisoned, and he has come to take poison again, and we are half supporting each other like this, staggering, involuntarily active and witty slow steps.

Finally back in the room, it seems that no one doubted us leaving. On the way back, the street had already thrown our two sets of clothes with the smell of Zhang Lao Zhang to the edge of the cliff, throwing away any evidence.

Na Jintang looked at me calmly, he was already sweating profusely at this time, but he still tried to restrain his inner emotions so as not to let my emotions trigger, it would not affect me. Apparently entering into the best restraint said, "We are safe." ”

Then he took his book out of his pocket.

It turned out to be a book, but this time it was said to be an ancient book. This ancient book reads: Cao's Tomb.

"The small hall of the Xuchang Festival is the old Wei Jingfu Palace."