Sure enough, the old man stretched out his arm covered with age spots, pointed at the three of us and said, "You guys, go down first." ”

The hammer was so angry that he almost jumped up: "Isn't this a pit for your uncle?" Why do the three of us go down first?! ”

It's treating us like pathfinders.

The old man in black glanced at the hammer faintly, and his palm hung over the skull magic weapon, which immediately reminded people of the scene when he controlled the zombies before.

In today's world, fists speak, and this time is no exception.

Seeing the gloomy appearance of the old man in black, the hammer was obviously frightened, so he could only pick up the hemp rope from the ground and wrap it around his waist.

I picked up the hemp rope and tied a dead knot around my waist, pulling it hard to make sure it was strong enough not to break suddenly halfway through.

Turning her head, she saw that Linglong had also taken a hemp rope from the ground and wrapped it around her waist easily, and the cumbersome clothes obviously did not cause any hindrance to her movements.

I walked over, pondered my tone, and said, "Since you say that you have nothing to do with me, there is no need to go to the grave with us. ”

Listening to the tone of the village chief, this thing in the tomb is not easy to deal with, and I really don't want Linglong to accompany us on an adventure.

Who knows, hearing me say this, Linglong's face suddenly showed a little annoyance, but it didn't come out.

"It's me who wants to go to the grave, and it has nothing to do with you." She said mockingly, then took a knife from the villager's hand and thrust it into the ground, placing the other piece of the hemp rope on the hilt.

Then Linglong clasped her hands on her chest and jumped down with her back back, her relaxed and dexterous posture looked pleasing to the eye as if she was diving.

Seeing that the hemp rope had bent the handle of the knife inserted in the ground, I nervously walked over and pressed it, for fear that the knife would not hold up and would be dragged into the bottomless abyss.

But I was obviously thinking too much, because Linglong's strength was great, and the knife was deeply inserted into the dirt, and the hemp rope was firmly sheathed. Linglong itself is also lightweight, so naturally there will be no such situation as pulling the handle of the knife to break.

After a while, the hemp rope left on the ground was straightened and gently swayed from side to side, indicating that the length of the hemp rope had been exhausted, but Linglong had not yet managed to fall to the bottom of the tomb.

How deep is this tomb? I pondered and pondered, the hemp rope wrapped around Linglong's waist, excluding the excess part at the beginning and end, how can it be said that there are one or two hundred meters.

Obviously, the tomb is much deeper than we thought, but we don't know where Linglong stopped, how far away is from the bottom of the tomb.

Is this another ancient tomb? Only the cemetery of people with status and status will be so deep, and the poor people and even the rich people of one side of the official palace are at most three or four meters away.

Before I could think clearly, the old man in black had already opened his mouth and said, "Hurry up, next." ”

Hammer said to himself: "Damn, he thought there were dumplings here." ”

I patted the hammer's broad shoulder, reached out to take his hemp rope and said, "Hammer, you go down, I'll help you pull the rope." ”

Hammer nodded and said, "Okay! ”

Compared with Linglong, the process of the hammer going down to the tomb is obviously much slower, and I pulled the hemp rope around his waist in my hand, but I didn't dare to let him slide like Linglong.

Otherwise, with the weight of the hammer, it would be strange if the hemp rope was not broken immediately.

"Old Qin, the edge of this cave is so slippery, it seems that something is stuck to it!" The hammer walked slowly down, occasionally reporting upwards in his loud voice.

Ye Caiwei played with her delicate, dancôme-painted red nails, smiled coldly, and said, "This coward will continue to scream, if he wakes up something sleeping below, it will be enough for him to drink a pot." ”

I ignored Ye Caiwei's words, this tomb does not see the light, it will swallow all the light, so I don't know how dark it is in this tomb.

The hammer has always been timid, and now he is alone in the place where he can't see his five fingers and his eyes are black, if he doesn't let him speak again, I'm afraid this guy will have a psychological breakdown.

I shook my head, and then I remembered what Hammer had just said, what was sticking to the edge of the cave?

"Hammer, whatever it is, don't touch it!" I yelled loudly, for fear that the hammer would provoke something terrible underneath.

As soon as he finished speaking, the frightened cry of the hammer came from below: "I didn't touch it, but they pounced on me themselves, it's a bat!" Bat! Lao Qin, help me! ”

I hurriedly put the rope in my hand up, but fortunately the hammer had not been lowered to a deep place by me, and after more than two months of training, my body strength was much stronger than usual.

So soon I put away a lot of the rope of the hammer, and I could even see many bats lying on top of the hemp rope, constantly tearing with their fangs, as if they had some deep hatred with the hemp rope.

The bat was so large that it was a full meter long, and when it spread its wings, it could be as big as two meters, much like the extinct species of flying fox.

Legend has it that where flying foxes appear, there are bound to be vampires, and thinking of this, I pulled the rope even faster.

Especially when I saw these flying foxes biting the hemp rope, I raced against time to drive these bats away, so that the door of the hammer's life could not be closed.

However, just as I could almost see the hammer figure appearing from below, a pair of white, slender jade hands suddenly reached out and snatched the rope from my hand unexpectedly, apparently not wanting me to pull the hammer up.

Turning her head, the owner of this hand turned out to be Ye Caiwei, she waved the hemp rope in her hand threateningly, and said with a sneer:

"Shen Qinsheng, jump down honestly by yourself, otherwise I'll let it go."

"Ye Caiwei, you dare!" My heart was filled with anger, and I looked at her coldly and said.

"One." Ye Caiwei slowly let go of a finger and opened her mouth menacingly.

"Two." Unable to bear the weight of the hammer, the hemp rope slid downward, and his hoarse cries of terror were immediately heard under the tomb, and the sound of flying foxes attacking the hammer was heard immediately.

"Three!" The corners of Ye Caiwei's mouth pursed a smile of conspiracy and success, because as soon as she said three words, I had already jumped into the abyss without any light.

I don't know how long I fell, but suddenly a pair of white hands reached out from the boundless darkness and grabbed the rope around my waist tightly.

I finally stopped falling, my heart beating violently as it continued to fall, and I gasped for breath and looked up.

In the darkness, I couldn't even see a faint figure clearly, and I panted and said, "Linglong, is it you?" ”

Linglong's cold voice sounded: "It's me."

It turned out that she was fine, and I was relieved, after Linglong jumped off the tomb just now, there was no sound, and I was worried that she had encountered something wrong below.

Now it seems that Linglong should have found the flying fox hanging upside down on the edge of the tomb at the moment it fell, so she didn't make a sound to disturb it.

But the hammer, his loud voice, I am afraid that it has attracted the whole catacombs to the flying foxes.

"Are you ready?" At this time, Linglong suddenly spoke, and the cold voice was like a cold ice cube in this hot season, which made people feel cold.

I asked, confused, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Keep going down." Linglong's relaxed tone seemed to be talking about today's weather, "I want to see how deep this tomb is." ”

As soon as the words fell, I didn't have time to react, and I felt the strength of the hemp rope on my waist loosen, and the whole person lost its center of gravity and fell down.

Linglong really said that the wind is the rain, and said that if you let go, you will never grasp the rope.

So I can only endure the discomfort in my heart due to the rapid fall, and pray that I will not fall to the bottom of the tomb.

However, as the rate of descent grew faster and faster, and I had not yet reached the bottom of the tomb, my heart grew cold.

At this rate, it wouldn't be strange to fall into a puddle of flesh, and it looks like I'm going to die today.

However, not only after a long time of falling, but I faintly felt a lifting force coming from below, and the speed of the fall became slow.

But it was still dark and there was nothing, but the buoyancy in the air was not an illusion, because I had stopped descending at the moment, but was floating in the air as if I had lost gravity.

Moments later, my feet were on a hard, dry ground, and as I landed, the buoyancy that shrouded me disappeared in an instant.

I squatted down and groped for a while, and there was a smooth and flat feel, undoubtedly bluestone slab bricks, and it seemed that this was the bottom of the tomb.

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