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The old prostitute is right, if we don't know how to use water to identify the reincarnation gate, then we may really be deceived by the passage that comes all the way. You know, when we come across, the whole passage is a C-shape, which means that we go from one end of the C-shape to the other.

Such a passage can give us a great misunderstanding, and it will lead us to mistakenly think that we are walking around a central point, which is most likely where the main burial chamber is located.

It may not seem particularly important, but it can give us a fatal blow. If we had taken this into account when choosing the samsara gate, the choice we made would have been wrong.

I glanced back and saw that the reincarnation gate we were walking in was exactly the opposite direction of the C-shape. It seemed to dawn on me that this place was different from the tombs I'd been to before.

In the past, I dared to believe what I had experienced and even seen with my own eyes, but here, I have a sense of distrust that I have never felt before, because I always have to remind myself not to believe what I see, otherwise I will pay a certain price if I misread the wrong information.

"Hurry up, my god, these people are fucking oiled on the soles of their feet, walking so fast." The old prostitute said.

I looked up and looked ahead, but no, the light in front of the second uncle and the little wolf had dimmed a lot. I didn't say a word to the old prostitute, and chased straight ahead.

As I walked, I found that my pace was constantly accelerating, as if there was a force pushing me along. No, more appropriately, not pushing, but pulling.

It's not the right channel, it's a downhill, it's a very steep downhill. No wonder the people in front of them walked faster, it turned out that this passage was causing trouble. This is different from the tomb passage experienced in the past, although there have been downhill passages in the past, but it is not as steep as here, and even if there are some steep ones, they are all extended step by step downward.

But here the ground is flat, not only are there no steps, but it is also smooth, and you have to speed up your downhill. If it weren't for the old prostitute in front of me, I would have almost fallen out of a few steps.

The more I walked, the more I thought about it, how could a normal tomb be like this. Fortunately, this downhill passage is not long, and the slope slows down after a few tens of meters. Second Uncle, their speed also began to slow down.

"Oh my god, that's not quite right." The old prostitute said as she walked and looked ahead.

I saw that the front became unusually bright, and this light was not at all emitted by a flashlight. The people in front stopped one after another, and the second uncle seemed to be saying something to the others. When I rushed over with the old prostitute, I only heard him ask everyone to take out the masks that had been distributed earlier, and then the guy who brought the water soaked everyone's masks.

Although my wife and I didn't know why, we both did it. The guy who took the water specially told me and the old prostitute, saying that if I felt a little uncomfortable when I walked to the front, I would immediately take a mask and smell it in front of my nose.

Although we didn't understand what it meant, we didn't ask, after all, the second uncle knew everything about this place, so as long as they did what they said, it would be fine.

The mask soaked in water has a stronger and pungent taste, and you don't need to put it in front of your nose to smell it, it is already rich and square when you hold it in your hand.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this cock in here, don't fucking get smoked to death by this thing before you get there, it's really a big joke in the tomb robbing world."

I glared at the old prostitute, this guy has been complaining about the smell of masks since he gave him a mask, and he has complained like this more than once. Although I don't know what the use of this thing is, since the second uncle and they all have to carry it with them, it must still be useful.

"Xiao Qi, you may not have heard what I said just now." The second uncle walked over, used his flashlight to shine on the passage in the distance in front of him, and then said: "The passage in front is different from here, the passage is full of dust, so when you enter that passage, you must pay attention, don't speak, don't breathe, your spirit must be highly concentrated, don't think nonsense, and don't touch anything you see." ”

I nodded, as if I understood. The second uncle is still at the forefront, I don't know if the second uncle has explained to them before, or if everyone is very conscious

Someone became a row walking, no longer someone walking side by side.

In fact, the passage in the distance is not narrow, it is as wide as the passage we have walked before.

"Old prostitute, what is the dust? Have you experienced it before? "I covered my mouth with my hands and deliberately kept my voice low. The old prostitute shook her head and did not speak, obviously he did not know.

After a few dozen steps, we entered the glowing passage. In fact, it's not that the passage is glowing, but the stone walls here are all white, and compared to the blue and black stone passages I walked before, this place is indeed very bright. The flashlight light refracted back on the stone wall to create a brighter and larger light source.

I knew in my heart that this white stone wall passage must be the dust passage that the second uncle said, so I walked carefully.

Although I was cautious, I still had a little curiosity in my heart, because I didn't see any dust from the moment I entered this passage, which made me feel very strange. There is no so-called dust on the white stone walls on both sides, including the vaults above and on the ground. And I found that the person walking in front of me didn't put on the mask, and of course the second uncle didn't ask to wear it, but just told me to smell it when I felt unwell, so this made my originally tense nerves relax a lot.

I thought to myself, it doesn't seem like a terrible thing to be dusty, and I didn't see the so-called dust wherever I walked over. Maybe there was a fog here a few hundred years ago, but after a few hundred years, the dust here has long since disappeared. It's like some of the traps in ancient tombs, some of which can be used for thousands of years, while others are useless after decades.

While thinking curiously, I walked forward, and saw the old prostitute standing in front of me and not moving.

I originally wanted to ask him what he was doing standing, but I remembered the words of my second uncle, don't speak, let alone take a big breath, so I swallowed back what I wanted to ask.

I saw the old prostitute standing in front of her without moving, her eyes always staring at the stone wall on one side. Seeing that he was looking intently at the stone wall, I followed suit. But after looking at it for a while, I didn't see anything wrong.

Just when I was puzzled, the old prostitute suddenly made a move, which really surprised me.

(End of chapter)

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