A moment later, the golden-armored puppet blasted all the way to the end. The crowd behind thought it would turn around and come back, and they all stopped and prepared to retreat. But at this moment, the golden armor puppet slammed to the ground, and with a loud "bang", the ground was torn apart, the dust on the top slid off one after another, and all the iron doors trembled.

Then, with a "bang", the concrete floor collapsed in a large area, and the huge figure collapsed.

"Roar!"

A roar that seemed to be an ancient beast came from the ground, shaking people's ears numb, and it seemed that the whole building was trembling.

"Twitter!" "Wow, wow, wow!" "Whoa!"

Immediately after, countless screams sounded under his feet, chaotic and harsh. The five quickly retreated to the position of the stone wall and watched from afar.

The huge golden puppet seemed to have encountered something below, and the ground shook the ground. The five of them huddled together, like a nest of rats under a huge ship, and they couldn't live in fear.

I don't know how long it took, but it was either ten or twenty minutes anyway, and there was gradually no movement underground. The entire corridor was silent, which was alarming. The five looked at each other, not knowing what was happening.

"That's the end of it?" Old Yellow Skin asked tentatively.

"Let's go and see the rune paper!" Zhou Fuyuan was the first to react and shouted.

The five of them rushed to the room just now, and the flashlight shone on, and the rune paper was still there, but the rune written in cinnabar was gone, and there was a blank in the middle. It is not difficult to guess that the spiritual power on the rune paper is exhausted

Without the amulet, everyone's faces once again showed panic, and they withdrew lightly, closed the door, and returned to the position of the stone wall.

"What should I do?" Huang Mao asked helplessly.

"Wait." Zhang Peng said, then sat down, drank water and ate compressed biscuits.

Next, the five resumed two shifts, sleeping and sleeping, and watching the night.

Before going to bed, Zhang Peng said to Lao Huangpi and Huangmao, "If I find that you have left your post without permission, I will throw you below." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." "Don't dare, don't dare." The two nodded and smiled, both of them looking trembling.

After sleeping for a few hours, Zhang Peng really couldn't sleep, so he chatted with Zhou Fuyuan.

"Lao Zhou, you can pick locks again, and you know so much, what did you do before?" Zhang Peng asked curiously.

"I'm ......" Zhou Fuyuan smiled and said, "Thirty-six lines, I have done it." ”

"Yes." Zhang Peng gave a thumbs up.

Then, Zhou Fuyuan talked about his past.

He was born in a small town in western China called "Yanfeng Town". It's a mountainous area, the Gobi zone, and it's terribly poor. His parents died of a plague, and at the age of nine he was orphaned and went out to wander.

He begged for food, ate garbage, lived under bridges, and was later taken in by an old thief, who taught him to touch bags and pick locks. In this way, he mixed up until he was fourteen years old. He had a more flexible mind, knowing that he could be sentenced at the age of fourteen, and he also knew that petty theft would not last long, so he broke away from the old thief, got on the train in Beihai City, and went to the dock to survive.

Over the years, he has delivered newspapers, worked as a shoe-shiner, worked as a boatman, went to sea, worked as a pirated disc dealer, and a community security guard. Later, he once helped someone carry the coffin into the mountains, and a lot of things happened along the way, and when he came back, he found that this line was not bad, so he did it now.

"What is your company's main business?" Zhang Peng asked.

"You can take any business, as long as you can make money, and you don't break the law and it's not dangerous." Zhou Fuyuan replied.

"What do you mean by this?" Zhang Peng asked.

"If it's good, it's called a consulting company, but if it's ugly, it's called a panacea, which is basically collecting people's money, eliminating disasters for others, and doing some dirty work that others don't want to do." Zhou Fuyuan said.

"Cooperate more in the future, if there are any good projects, don't forget your brother." Zhang Peng stretched out his hand towards Zhou Fuyuan.

"Oh, what's so embarrassing." Zhou Fuyuan held his hand tightly and said seriously, "A master like Brother Zhang Peng, who is straightforward, righteous, and lucky, is too late for Old Zhou to stammer." ”

"Really?" Zhang Peng didn't seem to believe it.

"Of course, although Lao Zhou doesn't know much, he can also see that there is a golden light on the top of the Zhang Peng brothers' heads, which is the image of the emperor, and it will become a great weapon in the future." Zhou Fuyuan flattered.

"But some people say that the color is yellowish, and it is a spirit of lewdness." Zhang Peng said a little depressed.

"Oh, it's a person who is not a good learner, or schizophrenic, full of gibberish. You think he's a three-year-old, talking nonsense. Zhou Fuyuan said.

"That ......" Zhang Peng touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed.

"What's that?" Zhou Fuyuan asked.

"It's the silent master of Lotus Mountain who said this." Zhang Peng said.

"This ......" Zhou Fuyuan frowned, slightly hesitating. The silent master is too good to speak, and he will definitely not talk nonsense, so he immediately changed his words, "Which of the kings of the past generations is not adulterous?" King Xu, absurd and unreasonable, Dong Zhuo, Jiuchi Roulin, Liu Chan, Happy and Unhappy, Emperor Yang of Sui, poor and extravagant......"

"Wait, aren't all these bad people you said?" Zhang Peng interrupted him and asked.

"Since ancient times, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, honest people are green tea have become the destination of black fungus, and good people are farmers who save snakes but are bitten to death by snakes, is it interesting?" Zhou Fuyuan asked rhetorically.

"Hmm......" Zhang Peng looked thoughtful.

"It doesn't matter if he's a good guy or a bad guy, it's still stinking for thousands of years, just be awesome when he's alive." Zhou Fuyuan said.

"It's too bad, it's not good......" Zhang Peng hesitated.

"The ancients said that there are three points of evil in the middle, not pedantic, true temperament, that is the best." Zhou Fuyuan said.

"When you say that, it looks like I'm really like that." Zhang Peng laughed.

"That's that......" Zhou Fuyuan also laughed.

"Old Zhou, I think you have the talent of a prime minister." Zhang Peng said suddenly.

"It's far away, it's far away, brother is false, false." Zhou Fuyuan said modestly.

"You are calm, magnificent, knowledgeable about astronomy, geography, extensive knowledge of the past and the present, and deep study of philosophy and ......" Zhang Peng said more than ten idioms in one breath.

Listening to the two praising each other, Li Chunsheng on the side couldn't help but roll his eyes, and then took out a few pieces of medical cotton yarn from his backpack, kneaded them into a ball, and plugged his ears.

The two sympathized with each other, and their saliva dried up. Later, Zhang Peng was a little tired, so he twisted his neck, leaned against the wall, and continued to sleep.

The surroundings were still quiet, and Li Chunsheng, who was in charge of the night, turned on the flashlight from time to time and shone it on the big pit at the end of the passage. The light of the portable lantern in the field is very weak, and the visibility is only about 20 meters. He was always worried that something would crawl out of the pit.

However, the beam of the flashlight became weaker and weaker, and it was almost out of power. He used it for a while, but it was completely gone, so he had to replace it with a spare battery. According to Zhou Fuyuan's plan, only two flashlights can be used at the same time. Now there are four spare batteries left, and when we will replace another one, there will be only three.

In such a place, once the lighting is lost, the consequences will be unimaginable, and it is estimated that they are scared to death.

After a few hours......

Falling asleep, Zhang Peng was suddenly woken up.

"Look at ......," Li Chunsheng said in a low voice, then turned on the flashlight and shone it into the passage.

In the incandescent beam, a dried corpse appeared, lying on the ground, motionless.

"What's going on?" Zhang Peng asked.

"Every time I turn off the flashlight, it moves forward a little bit." Li Chunsheng said.

"What!" Zhang Peng was taken aback.

Li Chunsheng raised his hand and shone it into the distance, and there were more than a dozen dried corpses behind him, also lying on the ground, motionless.

"Do you know what it is?" Zhang Peng asked Zhou Fuyuan beside him.

The latter shook his head, his spirit a little depressed.

Li Chunsheng looked at the dried corpse more than fifty meters away, his face was pale, and cold sweat covered his forehead, obviously very scared in his heart.

Zhang Peng couldn't help but think that in case the flashlight ran out of power......

He only felt a cool breath, blowing from head to toe, and goosebumps got up.

Xiaoyun, Xiaofei, come on, my brother is going to die.

He called in his heart, but it didn't help. The only medium that can be summoned - mobile phones, has zero signal.

However, there is no single line of misfortune. Gradually, he felt that the air was getting a little stuffy. After discovering this, he was not good. Because of this feeling, it is not that the air is warmed up, but that there is a lack of oxygen!

It's really a bad house and continuous rain, a broken boat and a head wind, and the head door is full of black letters.

No, we must not sit idly by, and we must fight until we die.

In a desperate situation, Zhang Peng's ruthlessness was stimulated. He touched the black star behind him, made up his mind, and quickly woke up Huang Mao and Old Huang Pi, who were still sleeping.

"Get up, get up for me!"

After the two woke up, he simply said the next countermeasure, which was to walk over and fight!

How can a living person be afraid of the dead, there is no reason.

Then, Zhang Peng pulled out his pistol, held it in both hands, and slowly approached. Li Chunsheng followed behind him, shining a flashlight and holding an iron crowbar in his hand. Behind him is the old yellow skin with a machete and a short stick, and then Zhou Fuyuan with a portable lamp.

When he was about thirty meters away, the corpse suddenly moved. Everyone immediately stopped and watched.

Zhang Peng's palms were full of sweat, and he let go of one hand from time to time and wiped it on his body.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Li Chunsheng and Huang Mao were both frightened and nervous. These two are the main force, and they can't be discouraged.

Thinking of this, Zhang Peng said in a low voice, "I'm going to shoot." "Then aim for the head of the corpse. The advantage of firearms is that the distance is long, and if you test it, you can only shoot a bullet.

At the moment when the three points became a line, Zhang Peng pulled the trigger hard.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the gun erupted a dazzling tongue of fire, illuminating the entire passage. The corpse's head exploded in response, most of the skull was blown off, and black liquid splattered backwards, taking on a funnel-shaped shape.

The smell of gunpowder permeated the surroundings and was refreshing.

"Cool!" Yellow fur shouted excitedly.

"Kill it!" Li Chunsheng shouted, and his morale rose rapidly.

"I don't think it's anything, it's much weaker than the zombies in the game." Zhang Peng said.

"Makes sense." "!" "Hack them to death!" Li Chunsheng, Huang Mao, and Lao Huang Pi quickly put on gloves, masks, and sun hats, and rushed over to smash the corpse's head.

"It's all dead, and you dare to play with grandpa." "Get back underground!" "Coercion!" In a short time, the three of them exploded all the corpses in the passage, and the smelly black liquid splashed everywhere.