This bamboo is all black, which is strange to say, obviously this corpse is covered with dust, and it was also dusty when I tore my clothes just now. But the amazing thing is that this bamboo is indeed very clean. This discovery made me a little strange, I pinched a pinch of dirt and scattered it, and the dust was not left at all, and it all slipped outside. What is this black thing?

I hesitated for a long time, but I still didn't dare to touch it, for fear that there would be something poisonous or corrosive. I carefully examined the body again, but I still found nothing.

Forget it, let's keep going. But when I came back outside, the door was closed!

I pushed hard but there was no response, not to mention whether there was food or water. It's in this place, stay for a while and there will be no oxygen!

I'm a little annoyed, I should have finished taking the jade of the bamboo leaves and left. Why do you have to find this worthless skeleton inside? As a result, I trapped myself inside, and I guess Master can't do me!

No matter how bold I am, when facing death, all I can do is try to calm myself down. I don't know if I'm conscious if I'm dead. Can you use the power of the soul to perform the Dao Fa?

Forget it, from the moment they entered this passage, those who served as soldiers had already regarded death as home. I can't come in because I am a Taoist priest, I have too much luck psychology, life and death are fate, and the dark has its own certainty.

I don't have to worry about whether I'm dead or not, I just did it. I took out a little compressed biscuit, and looked around while eating, and I didn't dare to gulp it down. Let's not talk about the problem of whether to pull the throat or not, the main reason is that there is no water supply. Although the passage outside is very humid, it is so dry here, and I am afraid that I will not last three days without water, so try not to make myself feel thirsty.

Outside, this room was bare and there was nothing but two shelves. When I watch TV, there is always one mechanism that opens the door when I turn the can, and I think to myself that the mechanism here is no worse than the one on TV, maybe too!

After making up my mind, I didn't bother to eat. So-so, he stuffed the biscuits into the tin box and put them in the tote bag. Pin my handbag to my waist and grab a flashlight, and I began the long journey to find the mechanism.

I started with the first one at the bottom of the shelf on the left, and picked it up and put it down one by one, because I couldn't pick it up, so I could turn it around.

More and more, so more and more disappointed. In less than three minutes, I picked up the ninety-nine jars one by one. Could it be that the mechanism is not on this jar. Actually, I don't look for mechanisms, it's too boring to die, I'm just looking for something to do on my own.

I started pushing the shelf again, first pushing forward, no response, then pushing back again, no response. Then I came to the side and pushed, and with a bang it fell and the jar shattered to the ground. The dust from the pavement, I quickly covered my nose with a flashlight and went to the skeleton's room. After waiting for a while, I came out, painted the gourd in the same way, and knocked down another shelf.

When all the dust settled, I walked out slowly, and I made a mess of it. But there was nothing of value. I won't be left with any clues under the shelves.

I didn't give up and turned around again, but there was still nothing. There's no way to stay outside, so I'm looking for this skeleton. After all, you can stay with me.

I sat down at the skull's feet and said to the skull, "Why did you die, did you think I would die here with you, did you think I could still get out?" "There was no sound to answer me.

Asking these questions made me feel even more bottomless, and my mood suddenly became bad.

I immediately stood up and said, "Fuck you skeleton is still sitting on a chair, why am I a big living person sitting on the ground, you get down to me." "With that, I threw the skeleton to the ground in one fell swoop.

There was a "clattering" sound, and it basically fell apart. I didn't bother to talk to him, so I sat down in my chair all at once, maybe I sat harder with anger. Then the chair began to slide back at a constant speed, followed by a slight "click". The chair didn't move.

Shengmen turned out to be on this chair! As the chair slid to its head, a stone slab behind the chair went straight into the ground vertically, opening a door alive.

I hurried out of here, and the place where the door was opened was a corner, and the passage was very low, and there were many stone cones like stalactite caves hanging down. The walls on both sides are the same color as the cement, gray, potholes, but very interestingly, they are all round and very regular.

When I came out, I turned too. After carefully pooping around, I felt that if I went straight ahead, it should be the parallel line of the road I just walked. I looked up at the stone cone, unconsciously touched my head, and began to walk forward.

From being trapped to suddenly coming out, I felt a feeling of being suppressed for a long time, and suddenly free, which was simply indescribably happy.

People's emotions have a very big impact on a person, for example, I don't feel tired at all right now. The whole body was brisk, and he strode forward, and he didn't even feel sad about the death of losing contact with the large army. People are like this, they often don't cherish when they have them, and the most cherished thing is often what is lost and regained. In Master's words, this is a crime, but it is indeed something that cannot be avoided by everyone.

It seems that I am not exempt from vulgarity, sure enough, these things still have to rely on my own understanding, Master is right, he instilled in me more truths, except for allowing me to talk eloquently in front of others, there is no effect at all, only the things I have personally practiced, and the insights I get are useful things for myself. In the past, I still felt that Master was lazy, but it seems that this is wise and foolish. But that's what I thought, and if I think about it again, it seems to me that he's just lazy.

Thinking of Master, I inevitably remembered that the figure on the top of the cave just now was indeed Master, but I don't know why, why did Master ignore me? I don't know when Master will be able to join me.

When I was thinking wildly, I suddenly saw someone lying in front of me, and I quickly ran over to take a look. It was two corpses, the ones who came in with us, the uniforms of the soldiers. I took a closer look at my face, and it was raw. It should be the fat man's team.

The cause of their death is also very clear, the lips are black, I opened my eyes, it is blue. The simplest symptoms of poisoning, if I'm not mistaken, they should have a lot of small pustules. But I didn't verify it because I didn't want to be disgusted......