I hurriedly looked left and right, and suddenly felt that the walls of the tomb were all converging in the middle, and although the amplitude of each movement was only about one centimeter, the frequency of movement was very fast.

I'm completely panicked at this point, and if this continues, I'll definitely be trapped here.

The more anxious I was, the more I couldn't find the mechanism, and in this small burial chamber, with four burial walls right in front of my eyes, and as the burial chamber gradually shrank, I could almost touch the other with a single turn, but no matter how much I searched, I could not find any mechanism.

In the end, I can only drill under the bronze tripod, fortunately, the bronze tripod is big enough, I squatted below just to be able to hide, these tomb walls stopped when they squeezed the bronze tripod, I don't know if it's because the bronze tripod itself is very hard, blocking the advancement of the tomb wall, or the mechanism will just stop here, in short, I won't be caught to death for the time being, but the taste of hiding under this bronze tripod is not good.

"Wang Chuyi, the seventh master, the eighth! Where the hell are you? Hear me shouting and answer quickly! I shouted at the top of my voice until my voice was hoarse, and there was no response.

Time passed like this, I wanted to turn off the flashlight and save some power, but whenever I turned off the flashlight, fear, anxiety, and fear of death kept drilling into my brain, I was almost suffocated, the silence around me was scary, I was in a small space, and suddenly I felt as if I was locked in a coffin, and I panicked, and began to keep grabbing the bricks on the wall with my hands, until both hands were full of blood, The nail cover of my left index finger was lifted by the force I had exerted.

At this moment, I suddenly heard clearly that on the wall of the tomb that I was desperately clinging to, there was a clicking sound, followed by a scream, the voice was very terrible, it was a woman.

"Wang Chuyi, is that you? Where are you? I shouted desperately, but no one answered, the voice just now was fleeting, as if it had never happened, I couldn't help but think that I had auditory hallucinations, in such a dark claustrophobic space, it was almost driving people crazy.

At this time, I heard the sound of "bell" again, it was the sound of metal impact, just above my head, I immediately lay on my side, looking up, at a distance of twenty centimeters from my face, that is, the bottom of the bronze tripod, then I found that the bottom of the bronze tripod was depicted with a huge human face, forty centimeters wide, and the whole face was almost all over the bottom of the bronze tripod.

This person's eyes are slightly closed, and there is still a smile on the corner of his mouth, he can't tell whether it is a man or a woman, and the sound just now should have come from this person's face.

I stretched out my hand and touched it carefully, and found that the lines of this person's face were sunken in, as if they had been chiseled out with a chisel after the tripod had been made.

I studied it carefully for a long time, but I didn't find any mechanism on this person's face, and the sound of the metal impact just now never sounded again, I began to wonder myself, was it just because I was too nervous and accidentally hit the bottom of the bronze tripod with my head, so I made the sound?

In short, everything is meaningless, claustrophobic and dark space, I can't get out, and no one else can enter, now the only thing I can do is to write a suicide note, maybe when, there will be tomb robbers who will break in, and I hope they can crack the tomb of the four dings when the time comes.

Thinking of this, I took out a pen and paper, just wanted to write a suicide note, but helplessly didn't know who to write to, after thinking for a long time, I decided to write to Huzi and Wang Chuyi, although Wang Chuyi may also die here, but these are not important to me.

I hunched over, my butt was up, lying on the floor, and I began to write a suicide note, not to mention, after I started to write a suicide note, I found that the anxiety and panic of the whole person were all gone, as if a person was about to die, and all thoughts were lost, but I looked down on some things.

By the time I had finished writing the whole paper, I was already feeling a sore back, so I tore the suicide note from my notebook and wanted to fold it and put it on my body, so that later generations could find it when they found my body.

But at this time, due to holding an awkward posture for a long time to write, my hands were a little numb, and the suicide note accidentally fell to the ground.

I tried to pick it up, but found that part of the suicide note was stuck in the crack in the wall.

This surprised me, and I quickly stuffed the suicide note forward, and found that there was a very narrow gap in the connection between the tomb wall and the floor, which could only accommodate the thickness of a piece of paper.

I was ecstatic to find this note, and I wanted to pull the suicide note back from the gap, but suddenly found that the suicide note seemed to be held down by something, and when I pulled it back hard, a piece was missing from the edge of the suicide note.

I looked closely and saw that the missing piece was semicircular, as if someone had held it down with a finger and then I forcibly pulled it back and ripped it off.

Suddenly I had a flash of inspiration, could it be that there is someone behind this wall!? Thinking of this, I stuffed the suicide note into the crack of the wall again, and soon, I saw that the suicide note was searched, and the whole thing went through.

"Wang Chuyi! Seventh Master! Old eight! I shouted out in the hope that there would be a response from the other side of the wall, but there was still no sound, but at this time, I found a little white thing in the crack of the wall, probably less than a centimeter, I quickly pressed it with the fingers of my hand, slowly pulled it out, and found that it was also a piece of paper! It actually read, "Bai Yu, how is your suicide note like a love letter, but I accepted it." ”

Seeing that the handwriting is relatively delicate, it should be Wang Chuyi's notes, I suddenly rekindled hope, it seems that their situation is similar to mine, they are all trapped in a small space, trying to save themselves.

In this way, Wang Chuyi and I went back and forth, and passed some information to each other with paper, and she said that where she was, there was also a bronze tripod, and there was also a human face underneath.

I made a lower body, simply carefully studied this bronze tripod, not a millimeter, when I saw the bronze tripod three legs, there is a foot on the bottom of the carved a very small word, as if it is a ground character.

So he hurriedly told Wang Chuyi about this discovery in the form of a piece of paper.

How do you know that soon Wang Chuyi will give me information, it turns out that the space we are in is connected, I should be on the far right, Wang Chuyi on the left, and then on the left is the eighth child, and the seventh master is also at the very edge.

Wang Chuyi told me that the character I found was an ancient text, and she couldn't understand it, so she could only let Lao Ba read it and ask me to wait.

At this moment, the whole burial chamber began to vibrate violently again, and I only felt a slight sense of weightlessness, as if I was taking the viewing elevator, and immediately understood what was going on, and secretly screamed in my heart, this burial chamber was actually moving up and down! And it's fast!