Chapter 42: The Monk Plays with People

After two pushes in a row, the stone door did not move at all, and I even wondered if I was mistaken, we did not go around back, and what appeared in front of us was another bluestone wall.

And just when I was stunned, there was a "boom" sound behind me, and I hurriedly looked back to see that in the darkness at the turn, a wall slowly rose up, blocking our back road!

"Why, what's going on?! I didn't touch any of the mechanisms! I hurriedly waved my hand and explained.

"I didn't say you touched it!" Liang Ruoyi gave me a blank look: "You were already touched when you pushed the stone door just now, you don't believe it......"

Before Liang Ruoyi finished speaking, the sound of "boom" sounded again, but this time it was not any stone wall that rose up, but the bluestone walls on both sides began to squeeze over!

"Hey?!" I couldn't help but change my face: "What is this for?!" It's going to squeeze us into pate! ”

The seventh master and Liang Ruoyi's faces also changed greatly when they saw this scene, and the seventh master turned around and slapped his palm on the wall, but there was no reaction.

"What should I do?!" I saw Liang Ruoyi leaning against the wall on one side, and hurriedly leaned against the old clam with the seventh master: "Think of a way, it's really going to die!" ”

The seventh master frowned, the ice beauty didn't say a word, I was so frightened that I panicked, looking left and right, not knowing what to do.

"Xiao Gu, go push the stone gate again!" The Seventh Master groaned for a few seconds and shouted loudly.

I answered, strode in front of the stone gate, and pushed a few hard: "No! Otherwise, it will explode! ”

Blowing up with the little black ball in the old clam's hand was the last way I could think of, but I shouted and looked back, in the dark, the seventh master and the old clam were left with clothes, and the backpack was long gone, where to get some little black balls!

In the dark, the rumbling sound became louder and louder, and the original one-zhang wide corridor was now less than half a zhang wide! If this continues, within five minutes, we will really be meat buns!

The huge psychological pressure made me sweat profusely and began to wave my fists and smash the bluestone wall, hoping to smash a hole - at this time, I believed that those pictures of movies and TV slapping the door or wall in a hurry were indeed real!

"Whoa—"

After a dozen punches brainlessly, I suddenly heard a soft sound, and I hurriedly followed the sound to see that I had knocked a blue brick on the bluestone wall in front of me, revealing a fist-sized hole.

I hurriedly squatted down and shone a flashlight on it, only to see that there was a small keyhole inside!

"Keys! Give me the keys! I was overjoyed and cried out, "Where is the key?" It's a lock that can be opened with a key! ”

"In your bag! A sucker! "Liang Ruoyi saw that there was help, and hurriedly kicked my backpack over.

I answered, reached into my bag for a while, took out the heavy key, and inserted it into the keyhole with a shudder: "Alright! There is salvation! ”

If it had been inserted smoothly, I twisted it slightly, and I heard a "click" and the door opened, and then I hurriedly reached out and pushed the stone door, and under our eager watch, the stone door opened again!

At this time, the corridor was less than four feet wide, Liang Ruoyi took the lead in running out, and then we stuffed the old clam out, and when the last seventh master came out, the corridor was almost three feet wide, and if it was more than ten seconds late, we estimated that one of us would die in it......

"Whew......" I let out a sigh of relief, and looked at the "bang" of the Yongdao in a daze, squeezing into a bluestone wall.

"We were deceived." The seventh master smiled bitterly: "The symbol marked on that piece of paper has led us to a wrong path, if it weren't for our excellent quality, we would have been either killed by the black-faced corpse or squeezed into meat sauce." The real way should be another. ”

I turned my head and glanced at Liang Ruoyi, and said in a low voice, "It's not that I said I want to take this road." ”

"I'd love to!" Liang Ruoyi spat me: "Aren't you not dead either?!" Walk! ”

I shrugged my shoulders, supported the old clam with the seventh master, and walked to the road on the right.

Half an hour later, as we expected, the road was a trap, and we returned to the fork in the road.

"Heh, I'm back." Liang Ruoyi glanced at the symbol above his head and sneered.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and I was standing at the fork in the road to catch my breath, and just as I was about to speak, I heard a slight footstep on the other side of the road.

Is that the one who is stalking me?! My first reaction was that the man followed, and instinctively leaned towards Liang Ruoyi's side, holding his breath and looking at the intersection.

When the man turned around and appeared in the light of the flashlight, I breathed a sigh of relief: it turned out to be a cloth bag monk, twisting the Buddha beads in one hand, and walking over with a broken mouth and a leisurely thought.

"Master?!" I greeted with a wry smile on my face.

The old monk nodded at me, and when he got closer, he looked at the old clam who was short of breath, and immediately frowned: "What's wrong with him?!" ”

The seventh master briefly said and explained the general situation.

"Hmm......" After listening to what happened, the old monk asked the seventh master to put the old clam flat on the ground: "I'll take a look." ”

The seventh master showed a look of joy on his face, as a grandmaster-level figure in the circle, he naturally knew the ability of the old monk in front of him, if the cloth bag monk made a move, although he might not be able to cure the old clam, it was still possible to extend his life for a few days.

I hurriedly helped the seventh master put the old clam flat on the ground, looking at this nearly six-foot man's face was purple and black at this time, his facial features were swollen, his eyes were closed, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, and I always felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

The cloth bag monk peeled off the old clam's clothes, took a look at the condition of the old clam's chest, and then put his hand on the old clam's pulse. After more than ten seconds, the old monk's brows stretched a little, and I was suddenly happy, looking at this, the old monk has a way to save the old clam!

"Hmm......" The old monk let go of the hand holding the pulse and said slowly, "It's hopeless." ”

Damn it! I really want to go over it! After taking the pulse for a while, the frowning brows were half stretched, but it was said that there was no help!

Hearing this, the seventh master's face froze: "Master, how is the situation?" ”

"The old clam doesn't have enough kung fu." The Budai monk recited a Buddha horn and said: "The poison of the black-faced corpse has invaded his body, although you have sealed several of his major veins, but because in the previous dozens of minutes, he himself did not stop the erosion of the venom, so it has now spread in his body, and many organs have failed." So, I can't help ......"

When the Seventh Master heard this, he sat on the ground decadently, with an indescribable expression on his face.

I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, although it seems that the relationship between the seventh master and the old clam is not so close on weekdays, not like a master and apprentice, not like a father and son, more like an ordinary work partner working together, but the rivers and lakes say that the old clam is a person who wants to be the "eighth master", which shows his status in the heart of the seventh master.

At this time, the person who has followed him for more than ten years is said to be unsaved in front of him, and anyone will feel sad.

I don't know what it's like. I think of my father, and when he left, I didn't get to see him for the last time. And Mako, who fell into the cave in front of me and never came out again......

"But ......" Budai Monk suddenly whispered again: "I can give it a try, although I can't guarantee that I can save him, but I may give him another life." ”

Hearing this, I hated it! This old monk is really sick, he just said a lot, which proves that the old clam is not saved, and now he suddenly changed his words and said that he can continue to live! Isn't this a kid, he can't say a word for a day when he is usually silent, but now when he speaks, it makes people think about his mouth!

When the seventh master heard this, his eyes lit up: "Master, how to continue your life?" Tian Sheng is here to thank you, please give it a try! ”

The cloth bag monk waved his hand and put on a look of a master outside the world: "I just said to give it a try, whether it can work or not depends on luck." ”

After that, the old monk took out a small black box in one of his sacks for a while, took out the familiar small black box, and opened it with a "click", and the purple gold toad was lying lazily inside.