The glass turned into a not very clear mirror against the background of darkness, and the figure reflected on it was so blurry, so strange, and from such a distance, I was like a black shadow, with no sense of life at all. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You...... Do you really want to pass...... But...... I felt that ......" Looking at Wu Kong's figure in the mirror becoming clear little by little, the fear in my heart became more and more intense.

"If you're afraid, don't come with me, the province will drag me down when the time comes," Wu said lightly without replying.

Hearing this, I felt very uncomfortable, I have always been a bystander behind these people, from Xiaolu, Lao Hai, to Li Wuchang, Black Hook, including the current Wu Kong and Yang Tianxia who have been captured, I have never really taken on anything, and only they will spare no effort to protect me when I encounter danger, and I seem to be destined to be the one who is protected.

Thinking about it like this, I can't help but feel a little sad, if I have lived in the hearts of others in this capacity all along, then what is the difference between me and waste?

I can't help but be ruthless, from now on, I have to try to face it alone, no, it has to be!

Boom! Bang!

I was awakened by a knock, and when I looked at it, Wu Kong was hitting the glass with his broken bamboo stick, and from time to time he hit it with his body, and I felt pain when I looked at it, not to mention Wu Kong, who was smaller than me.

So I rushed forward, and saw that the glass door was locked, and the two glasses were edged with metal, and they were tightly fitted together, and after a cursory inspection, I didn't find any locks, so the door could only be opened from the inside, or it could be controlled remotely.

"Shh

"No, this glass should be organically synthetic, it's not the same as ordinary glass!" I said.

"You're not talking nonsense! Didn't you smash the ordinary glass used in the research institute earlier? ”

Wu Kong rubbed his sore shoulders, leaned aside and groaned, like a deflated ball, this kind of hard glass must find something hard, otherwise it is useless to knock the bile out.

I looked around, and there were no tools in the hallway to use it, and the only thing I could see was a few broken wooden brooms stacked in the corner. Suddenly, I thought of something, and hurriedly ran back, Wu Kong snorted coldly behind me, as if he was thinking of me as a deserter.

Turning the corner with the word E written on it, I ran forward for a distance, and I returned to the vent where I had escaped, only to see that there was only one screw left in the iron fence embedded in the wall, and the whole iron fence was weakly pulled down, and the middle was seriously bent and deformed, which was broken by Wu Kong.

I hurriedly unscrewed the screw and ran back with the iron bar, Wu Kong saw me with a surprised face, but quickly regained his composure.

He snatched the bar from my hand, raised his hand and smashed it against the glass, and in a single moment, the glass showed a radial crack, but it was not very noticeable.

Immediately after that, the glass made a "squeak-" sound, and the crack became bigger, Wu Kong did not stop, and smashed the glass with all his strength, and soon, the glass shattered, and fragments the size of ice crystals were scattered all over the ground, and there were several relatively large, not completely broken glass plates.

Wu Kong simply cleaned the glass ballast on the door, then threw the iron bar aside, and breathed a long sigh of relief, it could be seen that he was already very tired.

We turned on the flashlight and carefully drilled over, in fact, I have no bottom in my heart, first, I don't know if there is anything strange hidden in the darkness here, and secondly, I don't know if the action just now has alarmed the people here, but anyway, we have no way back now.

The whole area of Area E was pitch black, and I couldn't even see the place through the light of the flashlight, and I only felt that the air was wet, and a cool breeze swept through it from time to time, as if it was an eerie underground warehouse.

When we took a few steps forward, we realized that this was not the same corridor as before, but a large space, surrounded by several load-bearing columns, and in the middle was a messy clearing with some garbage scattered in the middle.

Walking along the wall, next to it is a row of rooms, which, strangely enough, have no doors, and the outer walls are made entirely of cement, and you can walk through the opening.

The room was empty, with only pools of stagnant water and scattered garbage on the floor, and we walked around several rooms in a row, all of which felt like a rough house that had not yet been renovated.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone here, either abandoned or still under construction." Wu Kongdao.

"But no, there are no doors or locks here, so where did you get those keys? Could it be that the door has not yet been installed, and the key has been prepared in advance? I said.

Wu Kong didn't pay attention to me, but took care of himself in the corner of a pile of old wood, after a while, he didn't find anything valuable, reluctantly walked out, I think he should be looking for a weapon to take advantage of, after all, the original bamboo stick has been broken, if there is any danger, it will not be easy to deal with.

Walking out of the room, there is a narrow passage in front of it, and the flashlight shines into it, extremely deep, this feeling is a bit like a tomb, and it is even more terrifying than a tomb.

Wu Kong and I glanced at each other, and walked in boldly, because the space became small, which caused a lot of psychological pressure, and I felt that my breathing became short.

Suddenly, I stepped on something under my feet, and there was a crunching sound, so I hurriedly lowered my head to look, and saw that it was a pile of green-headed sticks that had long been dried up, densely packed, a few inches thick, and there were a few dead human bones at the base of the wall next to them, lying scattered on the ground, and there were many large and small brown spots on the surface of the bones, as if they were moldy.

In fact, I have been to the tomb of the Heavenly Maiden, I should not be afraid of the bones of the dead, not to mention that I have seen it with my own eyes before, but now that I encounter it again, and I see it in this environment, it will inevitably produce inner fluctuations.

I unconsciously bit my lip and subconsciously flashed to the side, trying to avoid the insect corpses and white bones, but as soon as I moved forward, there was another crisp sound, and then there was a sour smell from the blue-headed stick, and suddenly a chill came out of my neck at the back of my head.

Oh my god, it's full of green-headed sticks!