After such a long time, the old prostitute and Scar haven't returned, and I think this is a bit wrong.

15 minutes is not short, if you don't encounter any special circumstances, you can go out a few miles at the speed of an old prostitute. I started to worry a little about the fact that the old prostitute hadn't come back for so long.

I thought to myself, if the old prostitute just went in to have a look, walked dozens or even hundreds of meters, it was time to come back at this time. Although the old prostitute is not very reliable in his speech, he is definitely a reliable person to do business, he knows that I am waiting for news above, and he will not go too far, but at this moment, it is obvious that he must have gone away, or something has happened, so he and Scar have not come back for so long.

Actually, at this moment, I already have a judgment in my heart, what must have happened to the old prostitute, otherwise he would never have gone out for so long and not returned.

To be honest, I'm not worried about the old prostitute encountering the zongzi, although the zongzi is ruthless, but the old prostitute is even more ruthless. There are countless ways for him to deal with zongzi, not to mention that he has a gun in his hand at the moment, even if he doesn't have a gun, only a short knife, he can also divide the zongzi.

gun, I suddenly thought that the old prostitute had a gun in her hand, and hurriedly shouted down: "Ma Daha, did the old prostitute bring a gun when he left?"

"Take it, I didn't look closely, but he took everything he had with him." Madahar replied.

All the belongings with her were taken away, which meant that the old prostitute also took the gun away. If he and Scar are attacked in any way, the first way to fight back must be a gun. But I didn't hear any gunshots here, and I didn't hear any of them from below, and if he did, he would have let me know as soon as he did.

If there is no gunshot, it proves that the old prostitute and the scar cannot be something like a zongzi, and it is very likely that they have been hit by the trap. Could it be that thinking of this, my scalp suddenly tightened, and my heart said, it's better not to, don't go into the mechanism of the weird passage.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this would be the case, and only this explanation was the most plausible. Maybe the old prostitute and Scar are walking back in high spirits at this time, but they may not have noticed that the passage back is no longer the original passage.

"Ma Daha, are you going to see the old prostitute and they have come back?" I shouted.

"You wait for Uncle Seven, I'll go and take a look."

"Don't go too far, just stand at the entrance of the passage and see." I instructed.

After more than 20 seconds, Ma Daha shouted below: "Uncle Seven, they haven't come back yet, you can wait patiently for a while."

"Patience, they haven't come back for so long, something may have happened to them."

"No," Madahar questioned me, and after a few seconds he began shouting the names of the old prostitute and Scar.

I couldn't see the state of Madahar from above, but I thought he was standing at the entrance of the passage and shouting inside. After this guy shouted a few words, he shouted at me again: "Seventh uncle, if something really happens to them, then what should we do?"

"Let's see if you can come up from below first, and see if there are any mechanisms that come up." I replied.

"Uncle Seven, don't look for it, when we just fell down, the guy named San'er looked for it, and he said, there is no way up below." Ma Daha paused after speaking, as if he was thinking about something, and then continued: "Seventh uncle, if you come down too, let's go down the passage to find them."

Hearing Ma Daha say this, I really wanted to scold him a few words, and I said in my heart, knowing that they haven't come out for so long, they must have been hit by some mechanism, and we still take the initiative to go to the mechanism to find it, isn't that stupid.

But the swear words were on my lips, and I didn't even scold, but thought about it, and it seemed that what Ma Daha said was not unreasonable. After all, the only choice at the moment is for me to go down, because Ma Daha can't get up, and even if I want to find another way, it is impossible to leave him here.

I gritted my teeth, turned my heart aside, and decided to go boldly. I thought, since I'm here, don't be afraid of any unpredictable mechanism, as the so-called tiger can't get a tiger in the tiger's den, if I want to save the little wolf, I have to get out. What's more, maybe the old prostitute is waiting for me to save it in some institution at the moment, so I can't sit here and wait for death, instead of waiting here, it is better to go down and give it a bold try.

After I decided to go down, I asked about the situation below Ma Daha, mainly to find out what was under the front flap, don't fucking fall in the right place, and hurt yourself again.

Ma Daha told me that there was nothing under the flap, just a stone floor, which could be more than seven meters high, so I could jump down with confidence, as long as I didn't hit the ground first, it would be fine.

After listening to Ma Daha, I took a deep breath and reminded myself in my heart that since I had decided, I should not think about anything and move forward boldly.

At first, the first few steps forward were okay, and every step was very bold and without the slightest fear. But when I got to the flap, my legs began to disobey, and the original big step became two small steps, and I don't know what happened, but I was still a little scared. Maybe it's because I know that there is a flap, so there is always a hurdle in my psychology, and I always don't want to go over it by myself.

Despite my reluctance, I stepped on the copy. I was going to put one foot on the flap and stand on it, and then jump off on my own, so that I could land with both feet first. But Nima's stone slab flap can't be stepped on with one foot at all, at most it only makes a gap, and it is impossible for me to jump down.

Forced to helpless, I could only go with the flow, and jumped hard with my feet on the flap, and the flap stood up immediately. I fell down the gap, but not on standing. The moment the flap stood up, I lost my balance and fell diagonally.

After all, I was prepared, so I didn't cause much damage to myself, but I didn't feel as painful as I imagined before, and after I fell, I was a lot more relaxed psychologically, and the tense feeling just now disappeared in an instant.

After being helped up by Madahar, I looked at my surroundings, and it didn't look like a trap under a flap, but rather a warehouse.

This is a rectangular stone chamber, about 80 square meters, there is only one passageway, except for a clean open space under the flap, the rest of the place is stacked with wooden planks and wooden boxes. These wooden boxes are all cubes one meter long and wide, but they are all empty, although some of the boxes have been damaged naturally, but it can still be seen that these wooden boxes are new, and they should be made of those wooden planks on the ground.

After a cursory look at the stone chamber, I came to the passage. On the left and right of the passage entrance, there are several ancient jars piled up, and Ma Daha counted them as nine in total. These nine jars are all ordinary, none of them are valuable things, at best they can only be donated to museums, but they have no transaction value. Several of the jars were full, and I just looked at one that had been opened, and it was a black, viscous liquid that was hard to tell.

The passage is not wide, only 1.5 meters wide and only 2 meters high, making it a slope-shaped passage. It seems that this passage is very ordinary, there is nothing special, and there is no danger in sight, it feels like a very plain and normal passage. The only difference from other passages is that the ground of this passage should be carefully polished, the ground is very smooth, and it has been painted with black paint, but the black paint is not evenly painted, some places are more, and some places are less. Although there are many scratches on the ground inside the passage, the ground is still very neat, not even a single piece of gravel.

I don't know if I've become more alert or if I'm being too cautious, and I always feel that the more things that seem normal, the more abnormal they are.

"Uncle Seven, shall we go in now, or will we wait a little longer?"

I glanced at Madahar, and he didn't have the slightest sense of crisis, as if he didn't have a premonition of danger in the passage. I didn't answer him immediately, but shouted into the passage, hoping to hear from the old prostitute.

There was not a single sound in the passage except the echo of my shouting. I sighed and said to Madahar, "Let's go, follow me, and stay safe."

Actually, I was very reluctant to make this decision. It dawned on me that this might be the most important decision of the century. Knowing that there will be danger inside, but taking the initiative to go inside, it is completely fatal.

The reason why I am in such a hurry to go in is that I am completely afraid that I will change my mind, that my reason will prevail over the impulse of the moment, and at that time, I may not choose to go in.

As soon as I walked into the passage, I had a very bad feeling, probably because of the steep slope in the passage, as if I always felt unsteady when I walked.

I don't know if the person who designed this passage is a layman, or if this ancient project also cut corners, but the slope in the passage is getting bigger and bigger, so that when you go out less than 30 meters away, there is a feeling of slipping.

I kept looking ahead with my flashlight, and although the slope didn't shine too far, I could still see about ten meters ahead, and the slope there was even bigger than mine.

When I saw that the slope in front of me had not decreased, but had increased, I felt that something was wrong and immediately slowed down. I slowed down, but Mamaha kept walking behind me, so he didn't know what was going on, didn't care about the change in the pace of my walking, and squeezed past me and walked in front of me.

"Stop, don't go yet." When I saw that Madahar had come in front of me, I immediately shouted.

It's okay if I don't shout to stop, but as soon as I shout stop, Ma Daha immediately looked back at me. When he turned around, his body instantly became unstable, and the whole person tilted, and he was about to fall to the ground.

As soon as I saw that Ma Dahar was about to be planted, I immediately reached out to help him. Not only did I not hold Ma Daha with this hand, but my feet also began to slip, and the whole person fell down with him.

It's easy to fall down on such a steep slope, but it's hard to stand up again. Ma Daha and I slid down a few meters before we could barely support the stone walls on both sides with our feet and stop.

I thought that this kind of support would give us the conditions to create a zào to stand up, but the fact is the opposite.