Looking at the stone wall in front of us, the fat man and I were also dumbfounded, such a dead end, where is there any other way.

I looked along the vertical angle between the two walls, but found no gaps, ruling out that the wall in front of me was a large stone door.

The fat man also knocked on the mallet, and the sound from the walls on both sides was the same, it seemed that this was really a glimpse of the wall, and directly stopped us here, if there was no way to continue walking, and if we returned the same way, it would be a little too aggrieved, and I and the fat man were a little reluctant to look around, and still didn't find any mechanism or anything like that.

"It's fun now, it's actually a dead end, and it seems that it can't be a happy fight." The two of them searched for a long time, and they were also tired, so they sat directly on the ground, and the fat man looked at me and said.

"Is there any smoke?" I felt that my throat was very dry and a little uncomfortable, so I asked the fat man that when he was about to go down the well, he didn't put it on his body, and I didn't know if the fat man's broken schoolbag would contain a box.

"The fat man is fighting, how can there be less of this kind of treasure, in this cemetery, smoke is very useful, it can not only drive away ghosts and evil spirits, but also calm the mind." The fat man put the schoolbag in front of him, and touched a small plastic bag from it, which was also waterproof, and saw that there were two boxes of cigarettes in it, and there were actually two cigars, the small black box, it should be a match, and now I really admire the fat man, it is really a fat man who must be inverted at home.

Opened the cigarette case, the fat man took one in his mouth, then shook the cigarette case, so that half of the cigarette inside was exposed, and handed it to me, I took one out and put it in my mouth.

Waterproof lighter is a must-have thing, I took out the lighter that cost me eight hundred oceans from my pocket, this thing can also be used as a lamp, there is a small dagger on the back can be pulled out, a bit of a multi-functional knife, critical moments, often this inconspicuous little thing can save people's lives.

The two of them took a few puffs, and I looked at the clouds and mist coming out in front of me, and I felt that something was wrong.

"You move your ass, how do I feel like your fucking ass is smoking on your own." I said to the fat man, and the reason for saying this was that the smoke we spit out was partly a normal upward trend, but the ones near the fat man actually drilled into the fat man's ass.

The fat man was also stunned, so he looked around, and when he saw the smoke that got into his buttocks, he jumped up all of a sudden, and barked like a night cat seeing a dog: "Mom, do you still want to smoke in the fat man's chrysanthemum, damn it, when you say that, I suddenly feel cold in my ass." ”

I ignored him, and looked at the position where the fat man was sitting just now, and when I looked closely, I found that there was a very small gap below, which was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"There's a crack in the ground, there's a door, use your black mallet to get through!" I waved at the fat man and asked him to lie down and take a look.

As soon as the fat man saw that there was a crack below, it was not his chrysanthemum after smoking, so he breathed a sigh of relief and squatted down, staring for a while and didn't see anything, I asked him to put his face down, and the fat man's brain was close to the crack under the door, and then he saw the fat man grinning and said: "Ya, it's really cracked, there must be a mechanism on this wall, you get out of the way, I'll pry it and try it." ”

I nodded, stood up and took two steps back, removed the flashlight from my head, and aimed the beam at the gap so that the fat man could see more clearly.

After the fat man stuffed the pistol into the crotch of his pants, he held the mallet with both hands, put one end against the edge of the gap, and then pressed it violently, and the black mallet was inserted into it, and then the fat man pried it hard.

"Click!"

The fat man knocked a small stone directly down the gap, and all of a sudden, the gap suddenly became larger, and I felt a trace of cold wind coming out of it.

"We can't find this way to open the door, since the soft one can't work, then let's come to the hard one, the fat man I like to do a tough battle!" The fat man saw that there was a door, licked his lips, and said with some excitement.

At first, it was prying, but then the fat man smashed it directly, and the stones flew, once this guy's brute force was exerted, he really couldn't stop it, and he smashed it so hard for about ten minutes, and smashed out a hole of about 30 centimeters.

The light of the flashlight shone in, and I found that behind the stone wall was a staircase, the slope was very gentle, and each step was not high, only about five centimeters, and it looked like a fist.

The fat man measured the size of the hole, touched his shoulder again, looked at me and said, "Alas...... Who let the fat man I have this body fat, you can enter this hole, I will definitely be stuck in a while, and then wait for the fat man and me **** a few times. ”

"You can rest for a while, I'll come." After I pulled the safety of the pistol, I put it on the ground with the flashlight, and said to the fat man, this guy has a series of hard smashes, and his forehead is covered with sweat.

"Great!" The fat man didn't mean to be polite to me, patted his butt and stood up, and handed me his black mallet.

I took the fat man's black mallet, this is the first time I got his baby, I feel that this thing is very heavy, not iron, not stone, I don't know what material it is made of, it feels good to hold in the hand, and it won't slip or anything.

"Where did you get this black mallet?" I held the black mallet in my hand and asked curiously as I smashed it hard.

"The origin of this mallet is so awesome, let me tell you this, I don......'t know" The fat man first looked like he was going to tell a story, and successfully hooked the curiosity in my heart, and then the next sentence came out, and I didn't react at once.

He slammed the hole, rolled his eyes at the fat man, and said, "Is there any difference between you fucking and not saying it?" ”

The fat man scratched his head disapprenosingly and said: "When I was a child, this mallet has always been by my side, and I forgot when it started, it seems to have been picked up, and it seems to have been given to me by someone else. ”

I turned around and asked, "Why can't I lose it?" Your mallet is still GPS positioning, and if you pull a few handfuls of hair, it will be. ”

The fat man waved his hand, touched a cigarette and lit it, it seemed that he was not tired just now, he raised his head and spit out his eyes, nodded a little proudly and said, "Don't say it, there really is!" ”

I didn't seem to mean to see the fat man's joke, so I tilted my head and thought about it, and asked, "You mean, you can sense where this mallet is, and the time you lost it, you found it by this feeling?" ”

"That's right, this mallet seems to be on the fat man, that is, you, if someone else wants to bang the fat man's mallet, let's dream......" The fat man was already half-lying on the ground, a very comfortable position, Beijing people seem to be good at this, Uncle Ge also showed it on the screen, the authentic Beijing paralyzed Uncle Ge trip.

"Roll the ball, who loves to move your mallet like to, take it, and you're going to drill holes again......" The hole was smashed by me again, I threw the black mallet to the fat man, the fat man was startled, and caught it, so it was really like a baby, and I didn't see this thing a little distressed when I smashed the hole just now.

(End of chapter)