Sitting here, the exhaustion in my body has been reduced a lot. The things in the backpack also weigh dozens of pounds, and I really don't know how I carried it all the way. I pulled out my cigarette, lit it and smoked one. Reminiscing about the experience of coming out this time. Although only for a day or two. I felt like a few years later. If I can get out of this fight, I'm going to fucking have to play outside for a few fucking months. It's so depressing here, and sometimes I can barely breathe. At the same time, there is an irrepressible urge to burst out. I thought about the scene outside, although I was a little uncomfortable with it. But you can breathe in the fresh air, you can see the bright sun, you can hear the birds chirping. It can be seen that the crowd comes and goes. And in this tomb, in addition to being tired and hungry, I am worried and afraid. There was a hint of remorse in my heart at the moment. I really regret that I shouldn't have gone into this fight with them.

There was a roaring snoring in my ears. I turned my face to see that Feng Laonong had already closed his eyes and was dreaming about it. This kid is tired enough, too. So much iron equipment is on his back, and in a good body, it should be time to be tired. I don't want to bother him. Just let him get some rest.

Wu Feifei, this kid, sat on the ground with his eyes closed and leaned against the stone. But his mouth moved, apparently not asleep. But I don't know what he's doing or what's going on in his heart. Do you regret this fight as much as I do?

Yang Kexing hummed a little tune in his mouth, and his fingers moved and played the piano. It seems that this kid is not tired. And in the mood to hum a little tune. This fight is just to repay his kindness. And why is this kid going into this fight? Who is he and what is his purpose? I can't see through it, and I can't guess it. It's just certain that this kid didn't hurt our hearts. Maybe it's just curiosity and wants to have fun. Maybe it's the weapon in the greedy fight, and there is no one to help. Maybe......

I don't know how long it took. A sound came from behind me. I hurriedly opened my eyes and looked back.

When I looked back, I found that the flashlight was not lit, and only the candle that Feng Lao Nong lit when he was sleeping was still there. All that was left of the candle was a candle head, and it was still flickering.

I picked it up and turned it on and off a few times, only to realize that the battery was drained. Since I couldn't see it clearly on Feng Laonong's side, I asked me to find the battery from my backpack and prepare to replace it. At this moment, Feng Laonong jumped up and shouted: "My head hurts, I have a headache!" "

Feng Laonong's shout woke them both up, and he hurriedly got up to check what was going on.

Feng Laonong took the dagger from the jade wall with all his strength, and after holding it in his hand, he stopped screaming in pain. And said: "Damn, there is a demon again"

At this time, they had already found that the battery of the flashlight was exhausted, and they also replaced the battery. Feng Laonong said: "This is yesterday, jade can absorb iron? "

Yang Kexing asked, "Yesterday?" Did your dagger run off the wall? "

"Yes! Like a magnet, it can be sucked strongly! Feng Laonong said.

That's weird. Yang Kexing clearly said that this is Dushan jade. So how can jade suck a dagger?

Yang Kexing picked up the sapper shovel and gently touched it against the wall, and when he was still more than ten centimeters away from the wall, he saw a pop, and the sapper shovel sucked tightly on the wall. Yang said, "Good guy. Sure enough, I sucked iron! "

Feng Lao Nong said: "What happened yesterday? Didn't you say it was jade? How did it become a magnet? "

"I don't know, but this thing is Dushan Jade." Yang Ke pulled the sapper back with his strength and hung it on his waist.

Then I turned on the flashlight and came to the junction of the cemetery. After a while, I heard Yang Kexing shouting and asked us to go over and have a look.

We ran right away. Yang Kexing pointed to the red wall and touched the sapper shovel to the wall for us to see. We looked over and saw that the sapper shovel did not react and was not caught by the wall. And once you move it to the white wall, you are immediately sucked in.

Later, Yang Kexing turned on the flashlight to show us the junction of the red wall and the white wall.

I looked with the flashlight and found that there was a faint layer of black wall under the white jade wall.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but suddenly realize. It turned out that under the jade wall, there was a layer of black magnets. This kind of layout has been seen in that jade coffin burial chamber just now.

And the tomb we are in now is equivalent to a large jade coffin. Is there any metaphor for the owner of the tomb to do this?