I've heard a lot about it in Changsha, and I'm blindsided. After listening to it for several minutes, I was sure that this was it.

In an instant, I understood, and my heart said that I depend, could it be that this is Xiaohua? Floret trapped in this clump of hair?

If there's a monster here that sings a flower drum play, then I might as well be killed head-on. But, then, what was it just knocking under this iron plate? And how did Xiaohua become like this, did he get a trick, and these hairs grew from him or what?

I looked at the iron plate, at the mass of hair, and decided not to bother with it yet, but waited calmly, and the thing seemed to see it, and put down the hammer and stopped hammering.

When this silence was settled, the coldness of the whole cavity came to the bones, and the feeling of coldness suddenly appeared, a bit like the feeling of the moment I walked out of the discotheque, I instantly felt a little funny, and I had to grit my teeth and calm down. Wait until the clump of hair slowly walks to the opening of this stone chamber and stops.

I swallowed as I watched my goosebumps stand on end, and then I saw a stick sticking out of my hair, handed it to me, shook it, and then pointed to the side.

I recognized it as the one that the little flower used to fly the cornice, and I looked along the stick, and saw that he was pointing to a depression in the rock wall on one side.

The depression was large, larger than the others, and there were several about the same size on the sides. When I walked over, I saw a strange mass inside, and it looked like it was made of iron. I glanced at the hair, and saw him shake his stick and signal me to hurry.

When I dug the iron out of the hollow, I found it extremely heavy, and when I shook it open, it turned out to be an iron coat.

All the parts are connected with iron plates and fish skins. There is a shriveled layer of oil on top that can be torn off directly like the athlete's foot of a frog. When I tore the skin off, I found that the contents were very well preserved.

I looked back at the thing. He waved his stick again, as if to get me to put it on.

All right. I said in my heart, things went from horrible to very funny.

It took me a lot of time to study the iron suit, but fortunately it wasn't particularly complicated, so I took a lot of effort to put it on. The degree of corrosion inside is much worse than the outside, and the rust on the face has a very strange smell. Moreover, this thing seems to be completely closed, and there are no eye holes.

It was pitch black. I didn't know what to do, but I felt a pole poke me outside the iron coat, and I raised my hand to grab it, and he pulled me and started to walk. It was dark, like a blind man, and I was led in one direction by a stick, and soon I knew that I had walked back into the passage, and then to the hair.

The iron suit was unexpectedly heavy, and I couldn't even stand up without trying my best, and I understood that the slow speed was actually a last resort, but fortunately, this weight represented the thickness of the iron suit. Chinese love this feeling of porcelain.

Enter the channel. After walking on those hairs, the soles of my feet feel very uncomfortable, but. Because I wore solid iron boots, I was extra confident when I stepped on them.

Walking and stopping, the rhythm was always controlled by the stick in front of me, and after walking for more than half an hour, I felt the feeling of hair under my feet disappear and I stepped on the stone again. Then I felt the rubble start to appear, and we made our way back to the entrance.

Still not satisfied, the stick continued to guide me forward until I crawled out. As soon as I began to hear birds chirping outside, I realized that I had reached the entrance of the cave.

There is a subtle change in the smell in the air. It was the smell of rocks, jungle and fog, and the stick didn't go any further. I took a breath, not knowing if I could take off my iron clothes now, when I heard a few very ugly voices: "Are you stupid or lack of heart, causing me to come and walk back." ”

It sounded like that of someone who smokes a cigar a day, and I moistened my throat and found that it seemed to be able to make a sound. But maybe it's a matter of lung capacity, and I didn't even understand myself when I replied.

As soon as he was heard, he continued, "Take off your helmet." ”

I leaned against the cave wall, and then took off my helmet with all my strength, and a sense of soberness came over me.

Sure enough, when we arrived at the entrance of the cave, there was a bright moon in the night sky outside the cave, casting a cold silver light on the cliff wall and the trees that grew outside. The guy from Chengdu hasn't come up yet, but he saw a rope shaking tightly on one side, obviously working hard.

The clump of hair was lying on the ground across from me, looking like a moldy winter melon, and it was a little funny, and I cleared my throat, spit, and became clear, and asked, "What's the matter with you, how did you get this virtue all at once?" ”

He said, "Don't ask, help me get these hairs out and burn them with a torch." ”

When I came up, there was a special small torch for mountain climbing, which could be used to warm up and send signals, but it was actually a large lighter, and I took it out and shook it, and then I got it on him.

I don't know if it was because of the heat or what, but as soon as the hair got close to the lighter, it all shrunk, and then there was a "squeak", and the bell burned all the hair on his chest. And then it burned the rest of the place.

I don't know if it's my bad taste, I feel very funny after burning a few times, so many heads are very enjoyable to have a fever, no wonder the third uncle said in the past that human beings have the nature to play with fire, especially after seeing that fire can burn filth, and no matter how dirty things can be burned into charcoal and ashes.

He had been burning his hair like a bare chicken, and I was done, just to see him take off his helmet and sweat all over his head. Then, as if out of a cocoon, an iron cloak came out of the neckline, and I smelled a strong smell of blood. I saw that the inside of his iron clothes was stained red with blood.

"It's really not easy, in order to get you back, I carried this broken thing back and forth." His voice gradually recovered, "Big brother, can you be smarter in the future?" ”

I said in my heart that I didn't even want your life to save you, and I can't be blamed for this.

He pulled out the bandage from his bag and took off his clothes, and I saw a frightening wound in his ribs.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked, "How did it hurt like this, just now?" ”

Xiaohua poured a kettle on the wound, gritted her teeth, and said, "There's a tricky thing under that iron plate." ”

Xiaohua's physical strength was very overdrawn, and her face was pale. The person himself is thin, and the wound is even more hideous.

I helped him stop the bleeding with a powder mixed with other things with Yunnan Baiyao, and he endured to tell me what had happened.

The process was more dramatic than I thought it would be. I felt a little silly myself. When he saw the iron plate, he immediately noticed something strange under the iron plate. Then he tried to lift the iron plate, and at this moment, from under the iron plate, there was a metal knock on the head of the household. The irregular voice made him feel very strange, and it felt like a living thing was below.

At this time, I started to scream, and he felt that my throat was not very comfortable, and at the same time, he thought that I was a little annoyed (he actually said it directly), so he ignored me. I want to go down there and see what happens. He held the iron plate with his stick, hooked the instep of his foot to the hole, and twisted his body into the hole like a snake, only to find that the structure below was incomprehensible, and the whole stone cave below was full of various chains and gears.

What makes these gears turn is as if the water inside the stone is flowing, but it was not visible where the spindle was turning.

The sound of the metal striking below was deafening, and he lit a small torch to shine around. Suddenly the sound stopped, and then he felt only a flash of the wind. There was a sharp pain in the ribs. Immediately one rolled over and withdrew from the hole, and at first glance, he was already so seriously injured.

He realized that he could no longer speak. In desperation, he wanted to use the same method to come back first. However, when he reached the passage, he found that all the hairs that were close to him stood on end, as if attracted by the smell of blood on his body.

He couldn't speak, and he couldn't come out. The wounds on his body kept bleeding again, and he had to go back again. Looking for something to light a fire, use the light of the fire to notify me. I didn't expect him to discover that kind of iron suit. So I put it on and tried to go back, but halfway through, all the hair was coiled up. Fortunately, the iron cloak is very strong.

He couldn't see me without eye holes, but he felt my presence on the way and wanted to touch it, but he scared me half to death. What made him even more devastating was that when he was almost exhausted, he heard me rush into the room with the iron plate.

He knew that I would probably do the same again, so I had to come back. As a result, not to mention the physical exhaustion, it also made him waste so much blood.

"There's probably something wrong with the air over there, it's going to paralyze our vocal cords." He said, "I'm going to ask the people below to hang a few gas masks up, and if my vocal cords are broken, I won't be able to sing, and many girls will be sad." ”

I felt very upset after listening to it, this is really not my responsibility, if there must be a mistake in my judgment, that is, I did not judge his ability enough, if it was a stuffy oil bottle, I would probably stay here honestly.

Speaking of which, this person's personality is really similar to mine, he doesn't talk much, and he doesn't know what he's thinking.

"So what's going to be down there? It's so powerful, isn't it just a zongzi? I asked. Definitely not, there must be no zongzi in this kind of place. He said, "However, in such an evil place, it is not strange that there are some evil things, in short, you should be careful in the future." ”

I nodded, and thought about what I had just said, and thought it was a little strange, he said that those hairs were reacting because of his blood, why did I have bloody cuts on my hands and feet, but those hairs didn't respond to me?

Is it because I'm more gentle, and they're not good at this one?

Thinking about it, I went to look at my own wounds, and when I looked at it, I was shocked, and I saw that there were still a few sparse hairs on my hands.

So I immediately went to shoot, and found that it was sticky and couldn't be photographed, so I went to pick it, and when I picked it, it suddenly hurt in my heart, and when I looked closely, I found that the hair actually grew out of my wound.

I pulled it, and the wound opened a little, and the flesh and hair in it were tangled together, and I almost broke down, and I immediately went to look at my feet, and took off my socks, and the places where the tiles had been cut were black burrs. (To be continued)