After the old prostitute came out, he wanted to find a mechanism to block the passage, but when he looked back, the monster also drilled out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this frightened the old prostitute, so she quickly got up and ran into the passage.

Fortunately, the mechanism was not fully opened at that time, and the monster was not chased out at the first time, giving the old prostitute time to escape.

Listening to the old prostitute talk about this, I thought this was the whole process of his encounter, but I didn't expect the old prostitute to say that he was a house leak and it rained overnight, and there was a similar encounter later, and it was this encounter that made him see the real horror in the labyrinth passage.

He said that after he ran out, he was worried that he would be chased by monsters, so he ran all the way, and he didn't have time to see if the intersection he ran had left a mark when he came in, and after turning a few intersections, he dared to stop and rest.

But as soon as he sat on the ground, he noticed that the passage around him was not the right width. The old prostitute immediately woke up to the fact that the width of the passage here was wider than the previous ones, and it was more than a star and a half wide.

Looking at the passage in front of him, which had become wider at some point, the old prostitute somewhat understood his situation, because he had realized that this wide passage was as wide as the passage that had just encountered the monster. The old prostitute instinctively looked up and found that the height was about the same as the passage from which she had escaped, which frightened the old prostitute.

The old prostitute said that he felt afraid not because he was afraid of monsters, but because he was afraid that he would run back unknowingly, and that he would enter an endless cycle, which was what he was most worried about.

The old prostitute's first instinct was to run back, thinking that as long as he ran out before the passage was blocked, it would be safe. But he didn't expect that the wide passage would be so long as he thought it would be, so that he didn't even hear the sound of the entrance being blocked.

Sure enough, everything was the same as the old prostitute judged in his heart, the passage was blocked, but he was not depressed, but rejoiced in his heart, because he saw that the stone blocking the passage was not the one just now, which proved that he did not run back, but entered a new passage.

With the experience of opening the mechanism last time, the old prostitute quickly found the mechanism on the top of the stone this time, but the old problem appeared again, and the mechanism was too high for him to touch.

The old prostitute looked at the mechanism above and observed the depths of the passage, thinking, why haven't the monsters inside come out yet?

The reason why the old prostitute wants the monster to come out is because he still wants to use the old way to get out, and he must use the monster's body as a springboard, otherwise he won't be able to touch the mechanism at all.

I don't know if there are any monsters in it, the more the old prostitute looks deeper into the passage, the more anxious she becomes, and then the old prostitute is so anxious that she simply shouts directly in the passage. Not to mention, he really attracted the monster, but he did suffer a little bit of sin.

The details of the fight will not be narrated.,The old prostitute still used the same method to escape.,But after encountering two monsters.,The old prostitute's body is completely exhausted.。

This time, he ran into the original passage, and he kept an eye on it, and he did not enter any passage that was a little wider, until he turned around in the passage for more than an hour, and he saw the mark I left at the crossroads, and he followed the mark all the way to me.

After the old prostitute finished speaking, she comforted me a few words, saying that the senior brother made all the choices that a man should make, and walked with great dignity, so that I should not be too sad.

I looked at the old prostitute and felt a little strange in my heart, and I couldn't help but ask him, "Old prostitute, who do you think is more capable than my senior brother?"

The old prostitute hesitated for a moment, and replied without modesty: "Half a catty and eight taels."

"You mean to say that you are on par with my senior brother?" The old prostitute nodded, and I continued: "That's strange, since you can think of a way to escape, then why can't my senior brother?"

"My god, I'll tell you the truth, I've thought about this question of yours too."

"And what do you think of?" I asked.

"I didn't think of anything," the old prostitute shook her head, and continued, "Maybe it's because the timing of the encounter with the monster is different, so our results are different."

"The timing is different? Why? I asked.

"Think about it, I had a lot of physical strength when I encountered it, so I still have the physical strength to maneuver, but if I am physically exhausted when I encounter a monster, then what can I do to deal with it, the outcome may be completely opposite, I won't sit here and talk to you."

I'm right when I hear the old prostitute say this, the timing of encountering monsters is different, and the result will not be the same, but the death of the senior brother is a very heavy blow to me, and I can't even believe that this is true, and I think the cause of the death of the senior brother will not be as simple as it seems.

Maybe the old prostitute was afraid that I would be too sad, so she kept talking to me and kept asking me questions. He asked me why I didn't follow his mark, and I told him about chasing the shadow, not taking it as his story, and told him about the ancient books I found after I got here.

After hearing this, the old prostitute also thought that the book about Zolo was strange, and he asked me to help him find it and read it.

He flipped through it for a while, and before he could read a few pages, sand fell from it onto the book.

Seeing sand falling from above, my wife and I looked up together. Just one glance, I could see that something was wrong with the stone roof above.

First of all, the color of the stone top has changed, and the originally black stone top has a strange appearance. A circle with a diameter of about one meter appeared directly above us, and the stone roof inside the circle was no longer black, but turned light gray.

In the light gray circle, you can faintly see a few small gaps, along which sand is falling down with bits and pieces.

"On top of this circle, did you have it before you came here?" The old prostitute asked.

"I don't think so, I remember when I came in, I looked at the top of the stone, and it should be all black."

"Oh my god, it may not be safe here, I think we should go to the entrance of the passage to be safe, don't fucking collapse in a while."

I packed up my things, and then sat down with the old prostitute at the entrance of the passage, and he continued to read the ancient book, and I pointed out the important parts to him, lest he turn the pages one by one, and then I began to pay attention to the circle on the top of the stone.

After looking at the circle on the top of the stone for a while, I noticed that the circle moved, as if it was gradually expanding.

At first, I thought I was dazzled, after all, this happens occasionally in life, looking at something for a long time, obviously this thing has not moved, but I always think that it has moved.

I rubbed my eyes and looked closely at the circle on the top of the stone for a while, and realized that it was not my eyes, the circle was really getting bigger, and the gaps in the circle were gradually increasing.

"Old prostitute, look at the circle on the top of the stone." I touched the old prostitute.

"What's wrong?" The old prostitute looked up at the circle and said in surprise: "My day, how has it become bigger."