This voice is completely different from the one just now, it looks very thick and sounds huge.

When the old prostitute heard the sound, she cautiously walked towards the outside of the courtyard, and when she reached the exit of the courtyard, the flashlight shone on the outside full of rolling floods, and the speed of the rush was no less than that of the Yellow River.

Seeing this scene, the old prostitute was a little blank, and said in her heart, how can there be a river here in his mother's house, and it is still such a turbulent river. If a person falls into it, it will not be good, and at this speed, he will have to rush out 100 kilometers in an hour.

The old prostitute took a closer look and saw that it was not a flood outside, but yellow sand rolling up in the water, not mud. Seeing that the place where she was standing and the position of the water outside was still more than a meter high, the old prostitute didn't care, and thought, I don't care what kind of water you are, as long as you don't drown me.

When he turned around and walked back, he was thinking, the sound of the walkie-talkie just now, could it be related to the flood outside, could it be that a guy fell into the water and was calling for help?

Thinking that someone was calling for help, the old prostitute pressed the call button while holding the walkie-talkie, wanting to call the other party. But as soon as he pressed the call button, he heard a very strong electric sound, squeak, particularly harsh, and there was a walkie-talkie that was also making this sound.

Before the old prostitute let go of the button, she said, "Oh my mother." Only then let go of the call button.

It was this sentence he said that made him see the problem. The old prostitute found that the walkie-talkie next to the corpse rang just now, and what came out of it was what he said.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and looked at it, and only then did he understand why his voice was repeated in the yard. It turns out that the call button of this walkie-talkie has been pressed into it by the dead guy, that is to say, now this walkie-talkie is always on the phone until there is no power.

The old prostitute played a few times and wanted to buckle the battery of this walkie-talkie, after all, it was not a problem to keep it so loud, and it was weird and scary.

When he was unloading the battery, he saw that there were many marks of finger scratches on the voice hole of the walkie-talkie, and the paint that had been picked off in some places had been removed, and there was a small piece of nail fragment hanging.

After seeing this, the old prostitute hurriedly went to look at the hand of the corpse holding the walkie-talkie, and found that the nail on one of the fingers was broken, and the paint on the outside of the walkie-talkie could be seen in the nails of the fingers.

"Oh my god, we got the sound of the walkie-talkie inside, it can't be you, right?" The old prostitute looked at the corpse on the ground and said. After saying that, he also tried it with his fingers, and the sound was indeed very similar, but when he tried it, there was also this kind of walkie-talkie sound in the house.

The old prostitute ran into the house with the walkie-talkie, and said a word into the walkie-talkie, and found that the voice in the room, although distorted, was indeed her own words, and this kind of voice was everywhere.

After knowing that it was his own voice, he was no longer suspicious and had nothing to fear. But he had a very bad thought, which did not frighten him, but which he did not want to see.

The old prostitute spoke into the walkie-talkie while looking for the source of the sound. Soon a walkie-talkie was discovered, which was buried in the earth, but not very deep.

At the same time as finding this walkie-talkie, the old prostitute also found a corpse. Next, he was in the house and found four walkie-talkies and four bodies. Of course, these corpses are all Tianxiang's buddies, and they are all the same as the corpse in the courtyard, responsible for waiting for rescue on it.

This is exactly what the old prostitute does not want to see, and when he feels that the distorted sound is coming from the walkie-talkie, he already has a premonition that it will not be a good ending.

The biggest headache for him is, why are these guys dying here? And it was this way of dying that made him very puzzled. After all, they all died in the same room, which is a bit strange, and the quagmire inside is not falling very quickly, so the old prostitute wonders why they died inside? The old prostitute thought that these people were all capable of leaving the house alive, and as to why they did not come out alive, he suspected that there might be something else in the courtyard at that time that forced them not to get out.

Of course, this was just his speculation, and the old prostitute thought about it for a while, feeling that she had no clue, and then she simply didn't want to.

At the same time, he found several people's backpacks, and packed the food and water in the backpacks, as well as flashlights. After eating some food, he moved the corpses to the courtyard, arranged them one by one, and looked around, there was no sand here, and it was not an easy task to bury these fellows.

In the end, the old prostitute came up with a strange trick, put the corpses in the middle of the yard, and then cut a few blasting holes in the courtyard, and he wanted to use the sand on it to bury the corpses of a few guys.

The method is very good, but when he implemented it, he was always afraid that the sand that fell would not be enough to bury the corpse, so he put a lot of bombs on it, and when he blasted, although it was far away, he still almost didn't bury himself, and the whole yard was buried except for the exit that led to the outside, and the rest were buried.

After the old prostitute finished, he was a little afraid, and said in his heart, my day, I almost went with you.

Sitting at the exit of the courtyard, the old prostitute didn't know which direction he should go, but he didn't think much of it, he thought that since these fellows could come down here, there must be a way up here.

The old prostitute leaned against the wall, watched the raging flood outside for a while, and fell asleep for a while. He slept there for at least five hours, after all, he was too tired, too tired.

When he woke up, a strange thing happened, the raging flood outside was gone, only a river five or six meters wide remained, and there were only scattered puddles in the river, and there was no flowing water source. In fact, this is not a river channel either, because it can be clearly seen that the bottom of the river is a mess, with traces of walls and foundations. It seems that this was originally an ancient city building, but it was just washed into a river by flooding.

As for why there was no surging flood in the river, the old prostitute was not clear at the time, and when we went later, we discovered this magical secret.

The old prostitute bowed three times to the courtyard, and then walked out along the exit of the courtyard. Outside the courtyard, there is a one-meter-wide passage, just on the edge of the river, and wooden shelves are built on the passage. But the age of the wooden shelves seems to be too old, and in some places it has been damaged, and a lot of sand and soil have fallen down to block the passage to a small opening, and he can only drill through.

There were a lot of small openings like this along the way, and the old prostitute said that he couldn't remember drilling hundreds of them.

The passages here are extremely rugged, more difficult to walk than the passages of the ancient city above, always bending one bend after another, some passages are in houses, some passages are in wooden shelves, and some passages are like robbery holes, and you need to crawl for some distance.

What annoyed the old prostitute the most was that Cheng Dù, who had many passages here, was dozens of times larger than the one above, and many times he felt that he had turned back to the original point.

The old prostitute walked along the passage for several hours, tired and sweating profusely, not only did she not find the exit to go up, but she did not even observe the location of the pagoda, but felt that the farther away from the mountain, the less chance of finding the pagoda became smaller and smaller.

At first, the old prostitute has been following the air flow, thinking that she can follow the air flow to go out, but after walking for a while, she found that the air flow in this ancient city is very chaotic, and I feel that there are air currents in all directions here, and every time he walks to an intersection, it is difficult for him to choose, because there is air flow in any passage, which makes it very difficult for him to choose the channel.

He turned around for two days, resting when he was tired, sleeping when he was sleepy, and eating when he was hungry, although he didn't feel wronged by himself, but what he wanted in his heart was not these, he just wanted to get out quickly.

In two days, the old prostitute was already on the verge of a nervous breakdown. But he is still encouraging himself, cheering himself up, and making himself persevere.

Until the third day, the old prostitute really couldn't bear it. In that case, he said, he really thought about killing himself.

It's not that he can't bear it, it's that all the food and water, as well as a few flashlights, are about to run out, so he has desperate thoughts.

After the light of the last flashlight faded, the old prostitute began to gamble with his life, and he wanted to use all the explosives to explode at one point.

He wants to blow up the ancient city above, if the point can blow up the gap between the upper and lower ancient cities, then he can go up along the gap, if not, there are two results, either he is buried or trapped here, in fact, the ending is the same, that is, death here.

The old prostitute simply didn't think much about it, at this time he was not afraid of death, but wanted to beg for a quick death, just begging not to suffer before death.

After he got the blasting point right, there was an earth-shattering blast, and the blasting sound was deafening, and the whole ancient city trembled.

Followed by a burst of landslides, fortunately the old prostitute ran fast enough, otherwise he would have been killed by the ancient city that had been pressed down.

For a while, all the passages were dusty, like a sandstorm, and I couldn't open my eyes at all. The old prostitute sat in the passage, holding her head in her hands, covering her face, and she didn't dare to breathe heavily, for fear of inhaling a large amount of dust.

It took more than an hour for the flying dust to calm down completely.

The old prostitute got up and walked in the direction of the blasting, and after not going far he saw that the passage in front of him had collapsed, and saw a gap, so he ran over with ecstasy.

ran to the gap, and the old prostitute saw that he had succeeded, and really blew up the ancient city above. I saw that above the gap, there was a diagonal break, and there were some buildings on the slope, which were the buildings of the ancient city above.

Although the flashlight could not shine on the top, and it was still dark on it, the old prostitute thought that as long as it was the slope of the ancient city above, she would definitely be able to go up.

The old prostitute didn't hesitate at all, and walked directly towards the slope, in fact, it was not so simple, there were some places, the old prostitute had to open the road by herself, after all, it was not only the ground above that collapsed, but also some buildings on the upper floor, that is, some earthen houses.

When the old prostitute was about to walk up, a strange phenomenon appeared, he actually saw the little wolf and Tianxiang.