I was thinking about it when there was a boom behind me. When I looked back, I saw that the lantern that had been placed in the corner had moved behind me at some point. Stopped in the middle of the golden road.

The flame of the lantern shook twice, but it was not extinguished, it was still on, and it gave off a very strange smell. It smells a little relaxed. Afraid of some deceptive use, I quickly covered my nose. Just as they were about to remind Yu Nian to cover their noses, another everlasting lamp in the corner also moved.

The speed was fast and stopped steadily in front of us.

"The things here are deep enough, even the chairs and the everlasting lamps can be refined?" Old Meng Dao.

"This chamber seems to be under control." Thin bamboo pole said.

"What do you mean?" Lao Meng asked confusedly.

The thin bamboo pole looked around vigilantly, "That is, there is something similar to a control room in another place, and someone is controlling the things in the room"

Does the thin bamboo pole mean that there is someone else here besides us? I seem to have some hope that my dad could have accidentally walked into that so-called "control room".

"Maybe it's some kind of mechanism in the tomb, how can you be sure that someone is manipulating it?"

"This bracket must at least be touched by someone to trigger it, but we haven't touched anything. It's just a sudden movement without warning. ”

"You mean there's someone else in here besides us?"

"It doesn't have to be people. Maybe it's not impossible to say something else. "There's no way to describe the strange things in the tomb. I had to replace it with something else.

"That is to say, the possibility of someone is not ruled out." I asked with some anticipation.

Lao Meng on the side couldn't listen to it anymore, "Xiao Ding, when did you learn to ink like this, that means that it is possible to be, what are you asking?" ”

I don't know how to describe this person's psychology, I can't accept it when the thin bamboo pole says that we may die here, and now I can't believe that there are still people alive in this tomb. If there's anyone here, it's probably my dad.

After all, they were only one step ahead of us, and it is likely that they will still be in the tomb.

Maybe we accidentally touched something that changed the pattern of the tomb we were in.

The reason why I can't believe it easily is that I'm afraid that the disappointment will come too suddenly. The feeling of having failed hope is more difficult to accept than never having hoped.

At this time, there was a rumbling behind him. When I turned around, there was dust on the ground. The door we had entered was so tightly blocked by falling gravel that we couldn't even see a crack in it.

"Did anyone touch anything?" Yu Nian looked up and asked us. A few of us raised our hands high to indicate that we hadn't done anything. It's strange to say that so many stones were hanging somewhere before, why didn't anyone see them before. And why did it suddenly fall again?

We stood there for a while, and there was no movement. The thin bamboo pole came to Yu Nian's side, "What's the matter?" Do you want to pry this brick open?"

"You can't knock it, there's explosives in it." Yu Nianyun said lightly.

"How do you see that? Could it be that you can also see through? I asked.

"Gee, that's not the point." The thin bamboo pole said to me.

"What's the point?"

"Forget what I just said, this tomb is under control." As soon as the thin bamboo pole said this, I suddenly realized. If this burial chamber has been controlled, then it means that he can also control the explosives in this subterranean area. When it will detonate, it all depends on people's moods.

When I think about it, I feel a little wrong. If it was my father, he knew why I didn't come out to see me in this tomb, but instead he was playing tricks and doing all kinds of weird things.

Or maybe this person is not my dad, then who could it be, we didn't find any traces of anyone walking along the way. Isn't that ahead of us, is it following us?

"This ...... Is it reliable, and it's not a high-tech bundle, how can you remotely control explosives? Lao Meng felt that the thin bamboo pole was a bit of a fuss, and muttered, "Even if there is a mechanism that can control the things in the tomb, how can this explosive be detonated when it is said to be detonated." ”

"Do you think that what is here can be explained in terms of what may not be possible?"

It's really like this, these things here can't be explained by common sense. Who knows if there will be some perverted mechanism to control this thing.

"So, someone is really controlling the mechanism of this hall?"

The thin bamboo pole looked around, "So far, it seems to be." ”

The hope I had so hard to ignite was shattered again, and by all indications, that person was not my father. Instead of my dad, we have another threat, this person, I don't know if it's friend or foe.

At this time, the ever-bright light behind him suddenly went out.

I took the flashlight and turned around slowly, only to see that the whole hall seemed to be blowing lightly, and the flames of the remaining three permanent lamps flickered slightly.

"Is this catching up with the ghost blowing the lamp?" I say. Although I have never robbed a tomb, I have seen it for so many years. I know a little bit about the rules of what to put three candles and kowtow.

"Your ghost blows out the lamp and blows the lamp in his own tomb? Blow yours too. Lao Meng glared at me.

"I'm a flashlight, how can it blow ......" As soon as I finished speaking, the light of the flashlight flashed a few times and suddenly went out. I was so frightened that I quickly picked it up and shook it for a while, and after shaking it twice, it finally lit up again. It may be that I fell before and had poor contact, and no matter how good the flashlight is, I can't help but fall like this.

The laughter that bordered on a roar came from the graveyard again, and I was sure it was the wind. The sound of a strong wind blowing through a gap. We seemed to be surrounded by this hall, and the wind around us swept through every corner around the hall. It seems to have crept in through the tomb wall. It was as if we were in the middle of the storm.

"Why is it here again?" The voice was gone just now, why is it loud again?

"We've got to find a place to hide." Yu Nian said to us.

"We can't get out now, and the door was blocked by rubble." I said.

"Can't go out."

The wind outside seemed to be getting louder and louder, and the flames of the ever-bright lamp seemed to be shaking even more. It seems that this gust of wind is about to blow in. In addition to the four ever-bright lamps in the main hall, there is just such a chair. Where is there any place to hide?

"Mechanism, didn't you say there is a mechanism here!" Lamps and chairs can move at will, and there must be more than these two controllable things in this hall. There must be some secret door that we didn't find, but that person could control. Now it is time to find the place where the person is as soon as possible.

The gold wire chair looked very thin, but I tried to lift it twice, but I couldn't lift it at all, so I simply gave up. Not to mention the few ever-bright lights on both sides, which look thicker than me.

As a few of us were looking around in the main hall, I felt a little strange under my feet.

I was treading on the same path that led from the doorway to the golden thread chair. It looks like the color of the whole hall, it's gold, but it's not gold.

I felt a little movement under my feet, so I stood up carefully and felt it, and I really felt it. I hurriedly lay on the ground and put my ears to my ears. Dangdang, very clear percussion.

I quickly got up and shouted to them, "Come on, is there a sound here?" I pointed to that place.

Yu Nian walked over twice, put his palm on the ground, and felt it with his ears.

"How's that, is there a sound?"

"We've got to get this thing up."

"Lifted? How to lift? ”

"You go back." Yu Nian said to me.

Yes, this is disgusting me again.

I hurried down the road that looked like a gold plate and stepped aside. Yu Nian picked up a stone and slammed it on the ground twice. As if telling the people below to stay out of the way.

"Is that a person down there?" Skinny bamboo pole asked.

"I don't know, I just hear a sound down there." If there is a voice, it means that at least it is not a dead end. We have no way out now, and we have to try if we have hope. And looking at Yu Nian's reaction, there should be a door.

Yu Nian knocked twice, threw the stone in his hand aside, took out the dagger he was carrying, and plunged it into the gap between the gold plate and the earth. Slowly cut along the gap.

From the beginning to the present, Yu Nian's dagger has been worn on his body, and I have always been a little curious if there is something wrong.

Yu Nian didn't know how to pry open the crack of the golden board, and a few of us hurriedly ran over when we saw the situation. Hold the slit with your hand and slowly lift it up. In the end, they shouted in unison and lifted the gold plate.

When I was about two fingers apart, I saw a man lying underneath. Weak and weak, it slammed on the ground again and again.

Lao Meng was the first to run over and help the person up, and when he saw the man's face, he stiffly looked back at me.

I stood still and didn't dare to move forward, for fear that this time it would be another dream.

Lao Meng was almost about to cry with joy, "What are you still standing there looking at, your father, this time it's true!" ”

Tusuo and Yu Nian had never seen my father, but when they heard Lao Meng say this, they all looked at me. I couldn't hold back, so I pinched my sore nose and ran over.

I saw my dad's chapped lips, dozens of large and small wounds and large allergies and redness all over his body.

Although he was in a state of disarray and covered in scars, I examined it carefully and found that there were no fatal injuries.

I sat on the ground with my legs limp, and suddenly I wanted to cry out loud. I opened my mouth a few times, but I didn't know what to say.

My dad raised his eyelids tiredly at this time, and when he saw that it was me, he was not excited, but just scolded, "Why are you here, little turtle calf." ”

Before I could complain, he continued, "You son, I'm about to starve to death." ”

After saying that, his hands hung down and he collapsed on the ground.

If he hadn't been breathing evenly, I'd have thought he was dead.

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