In an instant, there were two judgments in my mind, what the hell is this thing, I didn't pay attention to it just now, if this thing was here, then maybe this is just what those little balls under me will look like when they grow up? If not, then this thing is alive, and then things are a bit of a problem.

The sound of metal striking was exceptionally clear, and I looked around and said to myself, this is not a cry for help but a warning? If Xiaohua has a change because of this thing, I am in this state, it is really worse, he can still knock on things to express his depression, I can only bang my head against the wall.

However, although I was very flustered, my mind was very clear, and I did not wait for the thing to tell me what it was, but pulled a roll of bamboo slips out of a depression.

Good fellow, weighing five or six pounds, I am used to playing with the kind of rice paper in rubbing, and the heavy bamboo slips make me feel awe, I picked it up and smashed it at the hair.

The bamboo slips themselves were tied together, and after so many years, the silk threads had long since rotted into mud, and when I grabbed them, they could still maintain their shape, and when I threw them out, the whole bamboo slips fell to the hair like a goddess scattering flowers.

I could clearly feel that there was something very solid in my hair, and the bamboo slips fell to the ground.

I watched vigilantly, thinking that if the thing moved, I would jump off at once, no matter what I stepped on, and run out first.

But the thing didn't move. That immobility is real immobility, like a dead thing.

I was vigilant for a moment, and I was very resistant, I wanted it to move, so that I could run away, but if it didn't move, it might be harmless. Maybe it was just a stake that was erected here at the time, and it was crawling with hair. This means: I have to go through.

Listening to the harsh voice, I settled down and didn't hesitate too much. He gritted his teeth and went forward. Within a few steps, I was getting closer and closer to the thing.

Just think about it. In the dark, a large clump of weird hair stood there, I don't know what it was, in the shaking, the flashlight swiped around in the dark, shining from time to time, the weird feeling was very uncomfortable. In the end, I had to stop looking at it altogether. I just lay on my stomach and wanted to move over as soon as possible.

The whole process was numb in the back of my head, and I felt my hair sting the back of my neck in the back of my head, so I gritted my teeth and laughed at myself: when can I pass this hurdle, it can be regarded as really numb.

However, as I crawled, I suddenly felt a chill, so I stopped and calmed down.

The back of the neck is really a little itchy, and when I move it, it doesn't alleviate but it makes it more itchy.

I'm cold. It dawned on me that it wasn't my delusion.

I'm X, that thing is behind me right now! I immediately trembled violently. All the sensations were concentrated on the back of my neck, and I could almost imagine what was going on behind it, and as soon as I turned around, my head was immediately buried in a mass of hair.

Instantly, I didn't know what decision had been made for me, and I slammed my head back, trying to knock the thing away and run immediately, when I heard a muffled thud, and I felt a sharp pain and beep in the back of my head. The thing in the back was as hard as iron.

Hit it really and didn't spare any strength. It wasn't painful anymore, I was bumped into everything. I fainted, my hands went soft, and by the time I reacted, I was already rolling in the pile of hair.

Struggling to get up, my hands were full of hair, the clay pot under my feet was creaking when I stepped on it, and my flashlight fell out of my mouth during the pull, and rolled into the pile of hair, and I didn't dare to look for it. I just felt my hands pressed against those little heads, and my hair was tangled in my nails, and it felt like I was pressing a lot of rags in a ball, and a lot of liquid was pinched out of my hair under my squeezing.

I didn't have time to feel nauseous, I immediately ran in the confusion, it was dark in front of me, only the flashlight of a small flower at the end, one foot deep and one foot shallow, but I didn't care. Soon the jar was shattered by me, and my ankle was cut several times, and I knew it must have broken, but it didn't hurt.

I rushed all the way to the flashlight, and as soon as there was no jar in front of me, I rolled out, and found myself in a small stone room, and the harsh sound of metal resounded in my ears.

This kind of scene is literally hell, and I cried out a few times: "Big flower! I got up and looked around with my back arched, and I saw Xiaohua's flashlight in the depression on the side, but I didn't see him, and I didn't know where he went.

At the same time, a strange thing caught my eye.

It was indeed an iron plate, the size of a round table, in the center of the stone chamber, and at first glance it looked like something extremely ancient, and it was carved with strange patterns. As Xiaohua said, it turned out to be spinning. The irregular metallic sound came from inside the iron plate, like a huge electric bell.

I also saw that the bottom of the iron plate was connected to the rocks, and there was a dull hinge sound underneath. Apparently the power of the iron plate comes from the inside of the rock.

But what about the little flowers? It's so cramped here, where can you hide?

I picked up his flashlight, only then did I feel a sharp pain in my feet, gritted my teeth and looked back, I couldn't see clearly whether the thing was coming, and listened to the irregular knocking sound, and said to myself, could it be that the little flower is in this plate?

The iron plate is very large, but there are no holes in it.

To verify, I took out my hammer and struck the iron disc while looking at the hole, and to my surprise, as I struck, the sound of the tapping below immediately changed, as if in response to me.

"!" I was furious, and my heart said that it was too naughty, how did you go down! Immediately turn around to find a hole, but the whole iron plate is completely tightly closed.

In the darkness, the sound of clay pots breaking came from the passage, and I took a breath of cold air, and it seemed that I saw the thing coming, and I was limping to find something to block the hole. In a hurry, I could only continue to look for it while yelling there: "Tell me how to open it!" ”

After a few screams, I suddenly noticed that at the bottom of the plate, the part that connects to the rocks is movable, as if I can carry the edge of the plate and pull out the shaft inside.

I immediately lay down and carried it, because the plate was turning, so the edge of the plate suddenly stuck on my shoulder. I was immediately forced to follow the plate forward, lifting it up as hard as I could.

At first, it was extremely heavy, but when it was lifted up to the width of a palm, it loosened all at once. The whole plate was lifted up, and the iron shaft underneath was pulled out. The iron disc immediately stopped rotating. I took a breath and saw that the axle of the black iron was hollow, with an oval hole in the top that led to the bottom, like a tube.

The tapping continued, and I could feel the vibration down the axle to my shoulder, and it was clear that the little flower was underneath, and I was not reconciled. I wanted to scream a few more times, but I was taken aback.

The voice I'm calling out here is very indistinct, not at all what I want to say.

I swallowed my saliva, I don't know when I felt uncomfortable in my throat, and when I screamed again, I found that the muscles in my throat couldn't be forced, and the sound was very strange. And it doesn't make a sound.

I bit my lower lip and said badly.

The feeling is not that the throat is blocked, but that the muscles in the nasal passages and vocal cords are paralyzed. I can breathe in from my lungs, but I can't make a loud sound.

I held my breath and screamed a few more times. I realized something was wrong. It's not a psychological effect, it's really speechless.

I didn't notice when it started, it turned out that it wasn't that Xiaohua didn't want to speak, but that there was something wrong with the environment here, and something seemed to paralyze people's vocal cords?

Could it be because of the hair you just touched? Thinking about it, I really felt hairy in my throat, and I felt nauseous, but this was obviously impossible, because Xiaohua couldn't speak without touching her hair, and she could let me be tricked so quietly. Maybe it's the air here or something.

No wonder he keeps knocking, but what now? I didn't have much strength to carry this iron plate. Obviously, there is a borrowed device under the iron plate, as long as it can be lifted a little. The borrowing device will be activated. But as soon as I let go, according to the usual practice, the iron plate may be stuck, or it may be pressed down slowly, and Xiaohua may be trapped because of a mistake in judgment.

Although, I think that by thinking about it with my cecum, I can know that I can't take such a risk when I am alone, and I can't understand why Xiaohua would make such a mistake, but I don't have time to think about it now, even if I can get into the hole immediately and the iron plate is pressed down, I will probably be trapped like Xiaohua. Now we just have to see what the situation is below.

I lifted the iron plate up with all my might, until it was almost to the top, and first let it go, and sure enough, the iron plate did not fall immediately, but stuck with a "pop", and then shrank down little by little, just as I expected.

I rubbed my shoulders and saw that there seemed to be nothing going on in the passage, so I immediately leaned over and stretched the flashlight into the hole in the shaft of the person, and shone it down.

Immediately I saw the complex mechanism below, the most is the black iron chain, there are a lot of indescribable cotton wool-like things stuck on it, intertwined, still shaking, strangely, it feels, I think it is difficult to go down from here, because the parts below are very cramped, if it is the size of Xiaohua, plus shrinking bones I don't know if it can pass, but I didn't get to Xiaohua.

I stood up and pushed the plate to the top again, but I couldn't make any sound anymore, so I had to put my hand into the shaft tube and knock it.

The iron wall inside was splashed with fire, but Xiaohua still did not show his head, and the knocking sound transmitted from the pipe wall did not even change at all, I was in a hurry, and I couldn't scold it, and my heart said that he was not only dumb, but also deaf and blind?

In the end, I turned my heart sideways, took out a bag of bamboo slips from the wall on one side, and threw it down directly, regardless of whether it was priceless or not. This worked, almost immediately, and the tapping stopped, and I shone my flashlight underneath, hoping to see the flowers, even any part of them.

Sure enough, in the shadow of the chains and parts, a shadow appeared, and at the same time, I heard a muffled sound, but it was not the sound of a human cry, but the sound of very heavy stones rubbing against each other.

I suddenly felt a little wrong, and I felt that something was wrong. Because I'm sure the shadow is definitely not a flower.

At this moment, the sound of the metal striking just now sounded again, but not from under the iron plate, but from the passage on the other side.

Puzzled, I turned my head to listen, and immediately saw that the clump of hair had appeared in the field of vision illuminated by the flashlight, and the strange knocking sound came from it.

If I encounter a very scary thing, I am now confident that I can handle it calmly, but when I encounter a completely unexplained thing, I really don't know how to face it.

What the hell is going on? I couldn't have heard it wrong, but how did it turn there all of a sudden?

I looked at the mass of hair, I didn't know how the sound came from, and I couldn't care about anything else at this time, I put down the iron plate and let it fall slowly, and started to turn again, I raised my hammer, wiped the cold sweat, and prepared to do a big job.

There is no stuffy oil bottle and the fat man by my side, after all, I am weak-hearted, my feet are weak, thinking about how my ending will be, if I hang up this time, will the fat man and the stuffy oil bottle sigh when they go to the grave, this guy is missing us, just can't. At this time, I regretted that I had easily separated from them at that time.

However, looking at the speed at which this mass of hair walks, it seems that I am not completely out of the blue.

The piercing sound of the tapping was actually different from the one below, probably because the tapping was different, a little less harsh, and I watched the thing move slowly and almost imperceptibly, and my heart was like charcoal, and I thought about whether to attack or not.

But as soon as I calmed down, I realized that there was something wrong with the sound, and when I listened closely, I was stunned, and I found that I heard a miraculous sound:

The sound of metal percussion coming from there, if you listen closely, it turns out to be rhythmic, and listen to the rhythm of the drum beat of the flower drum play! (To be continued)