After the old prostitute came over, she said to me: "Don't think that you kid don't think that I agree to your choice by following up, I'm afraid that you will go up and hang up, and no one will give me money for this set of clothes, or I won't go up with you two stubborn donkeys." ”

The little wolf and I glanced at the old prostitute, but no one answered, and we knew that this guy was just making excuses. In fact, the old prostitute is also very brotherly, don't look at his usual hip-hop and hip-hop, once there is really danger, he is also the master who can stick a knife in his brother's ribs. If he was born in troubled times, he would definitely be a chivalrous man, although he couldn't help the temple, but he was definitely a chivalrous man who robbed the rich and helped the poor.

Although the old prostitute strongly objected to me going up just now, I didn't resent him at all, after all, when the tomb robbers encountered the curse, they all hid far away, and no tomb robber would say that I want to fight against the curse, because that kind of end is usually very miserable. Now that he says he wants to go up with us, I'm happy from the bottom of my heart, and with him, the chances of success will be greater.

Old Liu Tou picked up a torch and walked over, and said, "Benefactor, I'll go up with you, maybe I can help you do something." ”

I didn't refuse Old Liu Tou, after all, he is still very familiar with this place, although he has not been up before, but for the curse situation, it is definitely more than we need to know, so I hoped that he would follow from the beginning, but he didn't say it directly.

This wooden staircase is very well preserved, not to mention that it feels safe to step on, but also to feel that this staircase is very strong. The structure of the wooden staircase is not a flat plank, but a thick wooden square, as for what kind of wood is difficult to see, it is coated with a thick layer of black lacquer, and the wood grain is not visible at all, so it is difficult to distinguish what kind of wood is taken from the material of the wooden square.

I took the lead in walking up the wooden stairs, with the little wolf and the old prostitute in the middle, and the old Liu head was broken. When I could see the environment above the second floor, I deliberately slowed down, and I wanted to look around the environment on the second floor first, but I couldn't see anything, and a two-meter-long wooden screen blocked my view. If you want to see the situation on the second floor, you have to go around the screen, and you can't see the inside of the second floor from the stairs.

As soon as I walked past the screen, I was stunned by what I saw. Seeing the scene in front of me, I began to wonder if I was still in this world, because the scene in front of me did not belong to this world at all.

I saw that the second floor was filled with black fog, and this black fog was so thick that I couldn't see the appearance of the second floor at all, maybe I should call it ghost fog, because this scene can only be seen in the hell of a ghost movie.

I'm pretty sure it's fog, because by the light of the torches, I grabbed a handful of mist with my hand, and when the handle was opened, the mist floated around like the spirits of a monster. I flicked it with my hand again, and when I flicked it, I could see the form of the mist fluttering, like flowing water, rushing in one direction.

I've never seen such a strange fog, not only because it's black, but also because I see an indescribable form in the fog, and it really feels like a ghost flying. When they came up and saw it, they were all astonished. The old prostitute turned around and asked, "Old Liu, is there usually such a dark fog in this place?" ”

"No, since I came here to guard the underworld, I haven't seen fog, let alone such a dark fog." Old Liu Tou replied affirmatively.

I took a closer look, there were no other wooden structures around and above the staircase, and it was obvious that the staircase leading to the third floor was not here, it looked like it should be in the black fog, and as for which wall it was leaning on, it was not known at the moment.

The little wolf stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of black mist, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, shook his head and said softly: "This is not a fog ......"

As soon as the little wolf finished saying that this was not fog, the old prostitute and I involuntarily took a step back, afraid that it was a poisonous gas. The little wolf then said: "It's colored, tasteless, and it doesn't look like it's poisonous. ”

"My god, Zhanzhao, can you finish the words in one breath next time, I damn it, I thought you said it wasn't fog, it was poisonous."

The little wolf didn't pay attention to the old prostitute, but walked in first with a torch, and I saw that the little wolf had already walked in, and I followed it without thinking about it. But after a few steps, I felt that the black fog was getting thicker and thicker, so thick that I couldn't even see the torches clearly, and I could only see a red light.

The concentration of the black fog has reached the level where I can't see my fingers, not to mention that I want to see the structure of the second floor now, even the torch of the little wolf in front of me, I can't see it anymore, I just listen to his footsteps while walking in with my feelings.

As I walked, I muttered in my heart, this is in a wooden building, how can there be fog? How did this black fog form? And the black fog in front of me didn't drift to the first floor, which made me feel very puzzled. For a while, all I thought about was this question, but I didn't feel scared of this black fog, after all, when I fell from the wooden house, the darkness was much more terrible than now, and I still had torches in my hand, so I didn't have any fear in my heart.

Although I can't see the specific structure of the second floor now, fortunately, I have observed the structure of the wooden building outside, and I can roughly analyze how big it is and where I am walking. My feeling is that the second floor should be about the same size as the first floor, even if it is definitely a little smaller than the first floor in space, but it is only a small staircase, because the second floor should have two wooden stairs, one up the third floor and one on the next floor. Based on the pace I am walking now, I should be in the middle of the second floor now, and even if there is a slight error, I don't think it will be two meters away.

Just as I was carefully calculating how far away the wall was, all of a sudden, the black mist in front of me fluttered rapidly, as if something was flying past, and the torch in my hand was extinguished at once. Immediately afterwards, I heard someone shouting from behind: "Who? ”

I immediately heard that it was Lao Liu Tou shouting, and realized that his torch should have been extinguished, otherwise he would not have shouted to ask who it was. This is also the difference between ordinary people and tomb robbers, ordinary people encounter this situation, usually either turn their heads and run, or involuntarily ask who is, while tomb robbers are diametrically opposed, the first reaction of encountering this situation is to squat down to observe, listen, and they will not make any sound.

After Lao Liutou's shouting, the entire second floor fell into silence, no one said a word, and there was not the slightest sound of footsteps. I immediately sensed that something was wrong, and that the silence now meant that the torches of the little wolf and the old prostitute had also been extinguished, and they must have been like me, crouching down and listening to the sounds around them.

If Lao Liu didn't shout like that just now, I think, I won't be hairy, after all, I have also been in the dark, but who he shouted, it reminds me of what he saw, or what he felt.

What can you see in the ghostly black fog? This is definitely not a good association, I know that I have been infected by the current environment and the shouts of Lao Liu, but I can't control my imagination, because this place is really too much like the underworld in my mind.

I'm reminding myself to stop imagining and listening carefully to the strange sounds. After more than twenty seconds, I finally heard footsteps, obviously human footsteps, and I relaxed.

Just as I was about to stand up, I suddenly felt as if something was on my shoulder.