"The two of us, two tanks of oxygen per person. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoYou also know that this small tank does not have many oxygen reserves, and we are not sure how long we will have to climb in it, so we must save some use. Yang Xuantong said after distributing the oxygen tank.

It's not that you haven't thought about informing other people to send a big oxygen cylinder to you, you have to think about the weight of your body, and you have to think about whether you will leak the news.

The matter here is too big, and if the news really leaks, there may be many people to be recruited. Some people are just not afraid of death, and you can't stop them when the time comes.

"Master Yang, it's up to you whether I can come out this time." After checking the backpack again, Tu Zhengxiong said with a smile.

"It shouldn't be bad, you must listen to me when you get in. Don't panic no matter what you encounter, so that we have a better chance of returning safely. Yang Xuantong smiled and nodded.

"Look, look in this alleyway, no one can let them in." Yang Xuantong told the girl again.

Nan Nan nodded pitifully, not wanting Yang Xuantong to climb there so risky. However, she has no own opinions, and she can only listen to Yang Xuantong's orders.

"Past gods, my old Yang respects you a cup." After Yang Xuantong finished speaking, he poured the liquor that had opened the cap in front of him.

"All kinds of ghosts and gods, my old Yang also toasts you." After Yang Xuantong finished speaking, he opened another bottle and poured it under the rock wall that had cracked.

"Lao Tu, our brothers are also fateful. Come, dry this glass of Zhuangxing wine. Regardless of whether there is a mountain of swords or a sea of fire ahead, our brothers will also break through. Yang Xuantong handed the bottle with not much wine left to Tu Zhengxiong and said.

"Master Yang, it's done, no matter what, it's me who takes advantage of it, and I'm content." Tu Zhengxiong took the wine bottle, touched him lightly, and drank it directly.

Yang Xuantong didn't have any ink, and he also killed the wine in the bottle very happily, and even threw the empty wine bottle to the rock wall and smashed it.

There is no wine bowl, and there is no wine bottle. It was a magnificent wine, even though there were only two people, and they had to drink that indomitable momentum.

Whether this is Lao Ling'er, or it is used to set off the atmosphere in film and television works. Anyway, the drop of this wine bottle made the relationship between the two people a lot closer.

I checked the rope tied to my waist again, this was because I was afraid that Tu Zhengxiong would get lost inside, and after everything was fine, Yang Xuantong put on a gas mask and took the lead in getting in.

Do you want to say that Yang Xuantong is afraid? That's really scary. But no matter how scared he is, it won't help, for the sake of the future, Tu Zhengxiong has a choice, he has to follow.

Some people are scared before they do something, but when it really happens, because of the adrenaline rush, the courage is terrible. Yang Xuantong is like this, when he just got into the sand, his heart rose to his throat. But after drilling for a while and finding that he didn't feel particularly depressed, he became bolder.

He's not a blind driller. When I was outside, I couldn't feel the change in the aura inside, but now that I'm inside, I can feel it somewhat. It's not very clear, but it's fine to follow that faint feeling.

After crawling inside for a while, it is estimated that he has climbed in for nearly two meters, and he feels depressed. At this point, the sand outside should flow down again to seal the hole, so he opened an oxygen tank and pulled the rope.

Feeling the force of the rope coming back and forth, he put down his snack somewhat. Now they can't speak, and the communication between the two can only be through the rope, that is, to report peace.

When he climbed forward again, Yang Xuantong felt that it was very laborious, and the surrounding sand was too resistant, so that he couldn't climb forward freely at all. A tank of portable oxygen climbed an estimated two meters, so he opened the other tank as well.

As soon as he opened it, he felt the hand in front of him playing with the sand empty, and then he felt a strong force surging from all around, pushing him out in the direction of his arm.

This taste is really uncomfortable, the force of this squeeze is too great, don't look at the portable oxygen tank now, he is also not breathing, and there is always a feeling of being out of breath.

Maybe a minute, maybe two, maybe a little more. Yang Xuantong suddenly felt that all the squeezing force around him had disappeared, and the whole person became extremely comfortable.

There was darkness in the field of vision, Yang Xuantong pulled the rope, and Tu Zhengxiong also gave feedback. After re-estimating his current posture with his head down, Yang Xuantong felt that he should be lying on the sand now, and the place where he got into it might be similar to quicksand.

Unplugged the earbuds and listened carefully to the sounds around me. Except to feel the flow of the wind, no living thing can be felt.

After taking off the gas mask and taking a breath of fresh air, Yang Xuantong turned on the flashlight and shook it in the direction of Tu Zhengxiong.

Fortunately, although it looks a little embarrassed, there is nothing wrong with the person. It seems that a hole has been accidentally scratched on the face, but it is also a layer of oily skin, which has no effect.

"Master Yang, what kind of place is this, is it at the bottom of the mountain?" Tu Zhengxiong leaned over to Yang Xuantong's side and asked softly.

"It's estimated that it's almost the same, who knows how to fall off at what speed. I just looked up and I couldn't see my head. We were lucky to have fallen and didn't hit a rock. Yang Xuantong adjusted and said with a smile as he lay on the sand.

"Master Yang, should we go to the side and check it out first?" Tu Zhengxiong then asked.

Yang Xuantong shook his head, "Don't rush first." It's pitch black down here, so let's feel the movement first, or we might disturb some unknown creatures sleeping. Didn't you see that I turned off the flashlight, one is to save power, and the other is that the situation here is unknown. ”

Even if Yang Xuantong couldn't see it, Tu Zhengxiong nodded. He has no experience here, and the only hope is Yang Xuantong, no matter what he says, he is right.

"All we have to do now is wait." Yang Xuantong leaned into Tu Zhengxiong's ear and whispered.

"The negative magnetic field in this space is very strong, and I don't know what kind of existence exists here. It's not yet sub-time, and there should be changes when you wait until sub-time. Whatever you see, don't make any noise. ”

"Now put on the gas masks again, and we'll bury our bodies in this pile of sand. Save the yin and evil qi from rushing the two of us, and the light of day will not be seen here, and the destructive power of the yin and evil qi will be greater. ”

As soon as Yang Xuantong finished speaking, Tu Zhengxiong put on earplugs and put on a gas mask, and climbed into the sand with his hands and feet, he could feel the panic in Yang Xuantong's heart when he spoke.