Yanyu should not have been a slip of the tongue before, and it is appropriate to use the word "tooth stone" to name these stones.

However, it is not easy to climb to the bottom of the pit with such a piece of tartar.

I took a closer look, almost every tartar has a smooth surface, and most of them are cone-shaped, it is not easy to borrow force, plus the surface is smooth, it is easy to slip when the hands and feet climb on it, and these stones all have sharp cone tips, once they slip, people will be hung on the pit wall like a piece of meat, which is good if they are poked to death, if they are not poked to death, they can only wait for the blood to run out, and die slowly.

The small wound on his hand seemed to have brought a lot of pain to Yanyu, and at this time he came to me with a very exaggerated expression of pain, and his right hand was protecting the cut left hand, as if there was not only a small knife on the palm of that hand, but the whole thing had been cut off.

I glanced at him: "Isn't it just a small wound, not more than two centimeters long, are you?" ”

Yan Yu's mouth was stiff: "Although the wound is not long, I didn't control my strength at that time, and it was a little deep." ”

A deep fart, five millimeters to death.

I was too lazy to waste my time with him on such a thing, so I poked my head into the pit, looked at the large piece of tartar on the wall of the pit, and asked, "Your father and two uncles used to climb down with these stones?" ”

Glaive nodded.

Being able to climb down from such a piece of tartar, it seems that Yanyu's parents should all be vigorous people, how did they get to Yanyu, just ......

While thinking so, I also deliberately glanced at Yanyu.

Don't look at this guy is not fat, but obviously overnourished, a lot of empty meat on his body, at first glance, he almost does not do heavy physical labor, and he never exercises, I estimate that when he runs the mutton shop on weekdays, he moves sheep and dismantles sheep, and he also relies on dolls to complete.

Why didn't their ancestors pass on their methods and skills to him, or they were passed on to him, but others were too lazy and lacked practice.

No, with Yanyu's emphasis on his own inheritance, he will not let the things handed down from his ancestors be wasted.

There is only one correct answer to this question, and that is that his parents did not pass on all the family inheritance to him. But I can't figure out why.

Yanyu looked into the pit for a while, probably a little dazed, and then retracted his head.

I raised my chin at his puppet, "You thing, can you send you down?" ”

"No problem," Yan Yu turned to care about me and Wu Lin, "Are you two okay?" ”

I glanced at the large expanse of Toothstone on the pit wall, but did not answer his question.

To be honest, I really don't have a lot of confidence in my heart.

But what if it's insufficient, it's still necessary.

Before going down to the pit, Wu Lin and I reached out first and tried the smoothness of the tartar, and this time I tried it, my heart was half cold.

It's obviously a stone, but it's slipperier than an ice pick in the cold winter, and you can feel a little water vapor when you touch it, and those who don't know think that the stone is smeared with gasoline.

With such a slippery rock, you will definitely not be able to climb it hard by relying on your strength, so you have to think of other ways.

Later, Wu Lin and I tried two schemes, the first is to drive the steel nails into the pit wall, not to climb the tooth stones, to climb the steel nails, to dismantle while walking, and to play while dismantling, which is equivalent to making a moving ladder that moves down with us.

But after a little try, we rejected this plan.

I don't know what the rock formation here is structured, the pit wall is brittle and hard, like pig iron, a chisel hits it, there is no hole at all, and a large piece of rock is broken, just like seven or eight chisels down, the steel nails are not fixed, the pit wall is collapsed out of a groove with a diameter of about fifteen centimeters, and the groove is also extremely smooth, still can not be used to borrow force.

Later, we changed the plan, that is, to directly drive the steel nail diagonally into the tartar, so that we still borrowed force from the steel nail to slowly move down.

Although it is indeed easier to make steel nails on the tartar, we also have to face another problem, that is, these tartar exist for too long, relatively fragile, after the steel nails are driven in, the inside of the tartar will be shaken out of cracks, and the weight of our body is likely to overwhelm these stones, and eventually lead to breakage.

After much discussion, Wu Lin and I decided to let Yanyu pick us up below, and then we moved down with steel nails little by little.

Doing so is also extremely risky, but there is no other option at the moment.

After all, time waits for no one.

After discussing the countermeasures, Yanyu returned to the puppet's back, he adjusted his breath, calmed his heart, and then played a tune, making the puppet jump into the pit one by one.

At first glance, when I saw the puppet jumping into the pit regardless of it, I thought it was a mistake in Yanyu's operation, so I quickly reached out to pull him, but he fell so fast that my fingers only barely touched his hair, and I couldn't hold him.

I saw the puppet fall nearly a meter away with the rain, and suddenly stretched out its limbs towards the pit wall, and then listened to "Bang!" With a sharp sound, the palms and soles of the puppet's hands and feet were actually attached to the pit wall.

With the help of the adsorption force, the doll slid nearly two meters before stopping its shape, and the length of its hands and feet was about ten centimeters longer than the longest tartar, and the sharp stone tips were just too sharp to scratch it.

When I saw the puppet's two pairs of hands and feet that glowed with metallic luster under the light, I realized that the pit wall should be made of some kind of special magnet.

The reason why it is special is that Wu Lin and I used different steel and iron products to touch the pit wall before, but none of these things were absorbed.

In fact, the connection between the puppet and the pit wall is not a special document, I saw that the puppet and the rain were involuntarily swaying slightly in the suspended state, and it is estimated that with the weight of a hundred catties, the puppet will fall to the bottom of the pit because the adsorption force is not enough to compete with gravity.

Yanyu just set himself on the wall of the pit, not daring to move, until I leaned in.

Wu Lin pulled my leg and dragged me upside down into the pit, and after my whole body entered the pit, I hung upside down in the air and tried to drive a steel nail into the tartar.

Then I held the steel nail in both hands, slowly curled up upside down, "sent" my foot near the steel nail, and then hooked the steel nail with the instep of my foot, slowly stretched my body until my torso and arms were completely straight, and then used the upside-down posture to drive the second steel nail into the tartar near my right hand.

The first two steps of this plan are the most difficult to walk, but fortunately, God still gives face, and I hit the steel nail twice, and the tartar did not collapse, I pressed it hard twice on the steel nail, and the tartar is still quite strong, and it is still not broken.

When I set out to chisel the third steel nail into the tartar, Wu Lin also came down.

I was hanging upside down and moving down, he was the opposite of me, I hooked the steel nail with my foot, slowly sent my body down, he was holding the steel nail with his hand and walked down, without moving, he had to stop, remove the steel nail from the tartar on the top of his head, and then throw the steel nail to me below.

I was so anxious about that plot that I was so clear, every time Wu Lin threw a steel nail down, I reached out to catch it, and I felt as if I had died and come back to life.

The number of spikes is extremely limited, and if I don't catch them and let them fall into the abyss, then we'll be on hold.

There weren't enough steel nails to build a moving staircase, and you couldn't go up or down, so you could only starve to death in Gumlis.

Glaive had been following my speed as he slowly slid down the pit wall, and every time I reached out to catch the pegs, his body shuddered involuntarily.

After entering the cloud-covered area, the visual distance of the naked eye became very narrow, and I was especially worried that Wu Lin accidentally threw the steel nail off, but fortunately Wu Lin was able to find my position every time, and I was able to catch the steel nail every time.

Looking back, the clouds floating in the pit were surprisingly thick, but at that time my mind was so focused on the steel spikes that fell from above that I didn't have the heart to calculate how far I had traveled down.

I only remember that when I was about to break through the clouds, I vaguely saw a green fire dancing in the depths of the clouds, as if it was phosphorus fire, but I couldn't be particularly sure, because the fire seemed to be cold, and the temperature in the air had been dropping ever since it appeared.

From the vague appearance of the firelight to the time we passed through the cloud-covered area, it lasted about fifteen minutes, until I poked my head out of the clouds in an upside-down position and finally saw the origin of the fire.

At this time, all the sight in front of me was dyed with a layer of bright green, and under the cover of such a color, I saw a towering green ancient building under the clouds, and the green fire burned on the tower, and the flames were beating very strongly, as if they were constantly stirred by the wind, but here I could not feel the wind at all.

Before we came, these flames continued to burn for an unknown number of years.

In addition, I didn't seem to feel the temperature of the flames, on the contrary, when the green light appeared in front of me in its entirety, the temperature around me became extremely cold that ordinary people could not bear.

Yan Yu had already prepared, and as soon as the clouds came out, he withdrew a fur blanket from the puppet's abdominal cavity with one hand, wrapped it tightly around himself, and because his movements were too urgent, his hand rubbed against the tip of the tartar, and a long wound was cut.

I pointed to the ancient building that was almost reaching into the clouds, and cast an inquiring look at the rain.

It's a pity that I forgot that Yanyu is not Wu Lin Laozuo, nor is it Li Huaishan, and I don't understand what I mean by this look.

I sighed inwardly and continued to walk down.

Twenty-three stories tall compared to the distance we had traveled, and soon we reached the bottom of the abyss.

Looking back at the jagged layers of tartar behind me, I couldn't imagine how I got down.

After the rain landed, he also took a breath, and then he pointed to the ancient building where the flames were flying: "Listen to my father, this ghost building was not built by our Yan family, it was here long before the Yanshi established the Wooden Man Valley." ”

(End of chapter)