It's a very stiff feeling, when you think you have enough strength to walk the rest of the way, and you're confident that you can take a step even with lead in your calves, but when you do act, things get really hard.

It's as if I'm bound by some kind of force, almost frozen in place.

I still remember that Wu Lin just asked me to hold my breath and walk forward, so I took a deep breath and pressed it into my lungs, and then I calmed down and continued to take strong steps.

Surprisingly, when I no longer breathe as normally as I normally would, my legs and feet have become a little lighter.

Even though it was still a little hard, I was able to lift the balls of my feet and take the hardest step.

Only the first step was particularly strenuous, and the more steps I took, the more relaxed I felt, and I didn't feel depressed at all, even though I couldn't breathe.

I clung to the chains and walked forward as fast as I could, and every time I approached the pair of brass bells, they seemed to be deliberately avoiding me, and suddenly disappeared in the next moment, while the remaining jingles still made a dense and piercing sound under the agitation of the wind.

The longer I traveled, the more Dementor bells disappeared, and gradually, I could clearly feel that the noise around me was much smaller, and at the same time, the light from the fog reflected a very strange sheen on the surface of the wind bridge.

When the bell was loud, the wind bridge was completely non-reflective, but now the bell is weak, and the surface of the wind bridge reflects a faint layer of red, which looks transparent, like red paint that has been excessively diluted with water.

You must know that the light mist itself is pale green, and the ground should not reflect a red luster in any way.

This place was completely beyond my imagination, I couldn't explain the reflection on the wind bridge, I simply stopped thinking about it, just grabbed the iron chain and walked forward.

One kilometer, two kilometers...... Five kilometers ...... In the end, I can't calculate how long the bridge is, I just know that I've been walking for a long time.

The wind was still ringing, the bells were no longer ringing, and I was still calm, not breathing from beginning to end.

For a moment, I felt as if a thorn had suddenly pierced my head, and it hurt violently, and when the pain had subsided in a very short time, my chest began to tighten—and now I finally felt the feeling of suffocation.

After a few more steps, I finally couldn't hold back, and immediately opened my nostrils and took a big breath of air.

The breath entered my lungs, my brain relaxed, and then the scene in front of me changed.

Wu Lin appeared in front of me again, at this time he was flashing the flashlight, sweeping the light back and forth in front of him, we were still on the wind bridge, in the area illuminated by the beam, a long iron chain appeared, but the soul bell on the chain was all gone.

Along with the Dementor Bell, there was a gust of mist that glowed pale green, and the wind that had swept across the bridge.

All the changes were compressed together, and it made me feel like I was dreaming.

I rubbed my eyes and asked Wu Lin, "Are we coming out?" ”

Wu Lin said without looking back: "I left the trunk five minutes ago, and I saw that you were still in a state of semi-distraction, so you didn't wake up." Here it is, this is it. ”

As he spoke, he shook his flashlight and struck the beam at a position about three meters above him.

At this time, I realized that we had reached the end of the wind bridge, and five meters in front of me was a huge stone wall with no head and tail in sight, and the end of the iron chain was also fixed to the stone wall.

And where the flashlight beam is directly illuminated, there is a stone door that is roughly estimated to be more than two meters high, and the door is inlaid on the three-meter-high stone wall, because the roughness of the two is almost exactly the same, if Wu Lin didn't directly hit the light on it, with my eyes, it is estimated that it would not be able to find it at all.

Wu Lin turned his head and asked me while letting the light of the flashlight sway on the stone door, "Can you turn it on?" ”

I took a closer look and found that the gap between the two door panels was about a centimeter or so, and I didn't talk nonsense at the moment, so I immediately spread the yang line and shook my wrist.

Wow –

While the gossip money crossed a long arc in the air, it also caused a slightly sharp sound of breaking the air.

Because he had been clutching the chain before, his wrist was a little stiff, so he couldn't control his strength when throwing out the gossip money, it flew too fast, and it didn't aim at the gap in the stone door.

Seeing that the gossip money was about to deviate from the target, I quickly shook my wrist, and then the yang candlestick readjusted its direction.

This time, the gossip money found its position and flew vertically into the crack of the door, and then I twisted my wrist again, so that the gossip money crossed the moment it passed through the crack in the door, and at the same time pulled hard, the coin was first stuck on the door panel, and then the door panel was widened to about half a foot along my pulling force.

I shook my wrist to withdraw the yang line and gossip money, and Wu Lin smacked his tongue on the side: "Tut, this kung fu is so beautiful." ”

I looked at the gap between the stone doors that had just been widened, and couldn't help frowning, it was only half a foot, not to mention me and Wu Lin, even the figure of Yan Yanan couldn't get in.

At this moment, Wu Lin suddenly loosened the chain, rushed to the stone wall quickly, jumped forward, and jumped along the straight stone wall for a distance of more than two meters with a few more steps.

When the flashlight hit the stone door, it reflected a slightly greasy luster, and I could be sure that the stone door was extremely slippery based on this alone, but Wu Lin actually grabbed one side of the door panel with one hand and fixed himself in mid-air.

I thought to myself that unless his fingers could grasp the rock, he would not be able to do this.

But I didn't see rubble falling on the stone doors, but I did smell a faint smell of blood.

Wu Lin grabbed the door panel with one hand, stepped on the stone wall with both feet, and kicked hard, and the heavy stone door was subjected to a reaction force, and he was suddenly opened to a width of more than one meter.

"Come and pick me up." He hung in the air, tilting his head sideways and shouting at me.

I immediately grabbed the iron chain and stepped forward, and when I was about to get under the stone gate, Wu Lin swung in mid-air and fell towards me, I saw the opportunity and reached out to pull him to the wind bridge.

When Wu Lin stood in front of me, I lit the flashlight and shone it on his hand, but he quickly put the hand that grabbed the door just now into his pocket.

Although he hid quickly, I could vaguely see that there were wounds on the tips of all five of his fingers.

This guy did scratch through the door panel, but his flesh didn't have the power to penetrate the stone, it was the flesh that the bones on his fingertips penetrated, and it was nailed to the stone door.

Wu Lin raised his head towards the crack in the open door: "Go." ”

After saying that, he jumped up the stone wall with another lunge and went straight into the crack in the door, and I waited until his feet left the stone wall before following him in.

There is a boxy tomb passage in the stone gate, the height and width of which are about six or seven meters, the floor of the tomb is paved with palm turns, and the ceiling is made of large square bricks to form a slightly curved arch.

The so-called palm turn, is a kind of area and palm about the size of the four-edged green brick, because this kind of brick is too small, not easy to fire, plus paved due to the amount of work, it is difficult to ensure that all the bricks can be uniform, so in the ancient tombs, like this floor tile structure is very rare.

In the minds of the ancients, a tomb is equivalent to a small world, the bottom is the earth, the top is the sky, and the top of the tomb and the tomb is called the zenith.

Speaking of which, these two words are what I have seen in the classics of the old family, but the doorway in the ancient tomb is far more than that.

Why do I insist that this is a cemetery? Because as soon as I entered the stone gate, I could sense a heavy smell of decay and a thick corpse aura.

The classics of the family say: "Whoever has both decay and corpse will be buried in the mausoleum." It means that as long as the stale aura and corpse aura appear at the same time, this place must be a tomb.

As for the smell of stale and corpse mixed together, it is also recorded in a book called "Strange Epitaph", the author of that book is a fortune teller during the Republic of China, and the things he writes are indecent between ancient and vernacular, which is very embarrassing to read.

The book says: "When the stale and corpse gas are mixed into one, the smell seems to be like an old man, and the aftertaste will not stop for three days." Among them, the "make" of the old envoy is a fake word, as for who it passes, please imagine for yourself.

It's just that I still don't understand why the fortune teller wrote the words "the aftertaste lasts for three days", could it be that after he came from the cemetery, he had a rigorous scientific attitude and specially got a piece of "old messenger" from the root of the old city wall...... Experimented with your own taste buds?

Anyway, his description is quite appropriate, and the smell of this kind of ancient tomb wafting around is really a bit like that.

I lit it around with a flashlight, and this mess kept coming to my head.

At this time, Wu Lin suddenly asked me on the side: "Are you really yin?" ”

I turned my head to look at him and nodded at him, "yes." ”

Wu Lin frowned slightly: "Then you've never heard of the fourfold space?" ”

I was puzzled: "Why do you say that?" The fourfold space in your mouth, does it have anything to do with the underworld? ”

"You can say that......" Wu Lin pondered as he dragged out his tone for a long time, and after a while, he seemed to have figured out something, and the speed of his speech became normal again: "According to the last survivor, all the broken spaces were once part of the underworld. ”

"Last Survivor?"

"Ah, that guy was from a hundred years ago, and if I'm not mistaken, he seems to be an obscure geologist and physicist. Speaking of which, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have inherited the qualifications of a survivor, including all the theories related to the quadruple space, which he told me. ”

(End of chapter)