Several people's faces were all iron-blue, we looked around, the more we looked, the more sure we were, there were still our footprints everywhere on the ground, this was indeed the burial chamber where we found Junko's father just now, but the strange thing is, how did we walk back?

The tomb road is straight, when we walked, there was not a single turn, four people and one corpse, which can prove that according to reason, we will never walk for twenty minutes, but we have returned to the original point. This is simply incredible, it's just a ghost hitting the wall.

The fat man muttered a little, looked at the tomb crossing at the time, and said, "Could it be that when we left, before we knew it, we went back?" Damn this evil door. ”

Pan Zi said: "No, if you go back, the four of us can't not know, I remember that I have always walked straight, this tomb road is not long, and there is no fork in the road, there is no reason to be wrong." ”

The fat man said: "Then the fuck is a ghost hitting the wall, Junko, is your father joking with us?" You have to educate it, we're getting down to business. ”

Junzi choked the fat man's anger enough: "You don't talk nonsense." ”

I stopped them, now this time is really not suitable for ruffle, I was covered in a cold sweat, because I felt that the last thing I wanted to happen might have happened, but I still didn't dare to be completely sure in my heart, and said: "Don't make noise, you have to see if it is really a way back, there is only one way, let's go through it again." ”

A few people looked at each other, and when they saw my expressions, they probably sensed that something was wrong.

At that time, I was thinking about the expressions of those dried corpses, that expression of despair, could it be that they were trapped and killed in this way? There is no food, but no matter how you go, you will go back to your original room, which is also unbelievable. But my gut tells me I might have guessed right, and that what trapped them is now happening to us as well.

What I had to do now was to prove my premonition, or rather to deny my horrible premonition, so I couldn't wait to go into the graveyard, and the others were busy following me.

Because I had walked once, I was sure that there were no traps, and this time we walked very fast, and I rushed to the front almost at a trot, and my eyes were fixed on the road on both sides, and I was sure that there were no forks in the road, and I did not turn back inexplicably.

This time, in less than ten minutes, we had completed the entire race, and when I felt like I was about to see the end of the grave, I almost kept praying that my hunch would not come true. But in the end, when I saw the almost identical jade gate, my heart suddenly cooled, and cold sweat involuntarily broke out.

Walking through the gate, the fat man rushed up to the mountain of gold. Then he knelt down and covered his face. I rushed up and saw six corpses, all of our things lined up...... We're back again.

My hunch was fulfilled, and with 100% full attention being sure that there were no forks in the road and no turning back, we went straight all the way and still walked back to the starting point.

The fat man was tired of running, and gasped: "This is a ghost hitting the wall, this is definitely a ghost hitting the wall, how we go is a cycle, both ends of this tomb are this tomb, we are going to see Shunzi's father this time, Shunzi, you should talk to your father, don't play with us, otherwise we will throw him here and leave by ourselves." ”

Junko was already choked with surprise and didn't have time to stumble with him. I was so distraught that I turned around to look at the walls, but I didn't know what I was looking at.

"Calm down! Calm down! Pan Zi gasped for breath on the side, "Don't mess up, little third master, didn't you say that Wang Zanghai's things are at best just a little trick to create psychological pressure?" We must not know that this point is still tricked, we must be calm now, there must be something wrong. ”

Tell Pan Ziyi. I suddenly had an enlightenment, and suddenly I sobered up a lot, and the feeling of despair suddenly faded, and I nodded hurriedly, and said: "You're right, this must be a mechanism, we have confirmed it in the submarine tomb, there is no ghost hitting the wall, Wang Zanghai is good at using ingenious mechanisms to create a weird atmosphere, if you don't know the details, it's easy to lead him by the nose." As he spoke, he rubbed his face vigorously to free himself from the feeling of suffocation.

I said these things for myself, and I didn't even know what I said after I finished speaking.

When I think about it afterwards, I feel like I must have felt that things were out of my control, and I wanted to use these words to suggest that I should not give up.

Because when I walked the grave road just now, it felt too real. In fact, I can't imagine how to achieve this phenomenon with a mechanism, the first thing that comes to mind is to move in the tomb or deep graveyard, but this is impossible, and I will be denied it immediately, we are not walking slowly, if the tomb can move, how fast does it need to be? The tomb is even more impossible, we can know if we are in it, if there is a little vibration. But if it weren't for the movement of the tomb passage and the burial chamber, then this would not be explained.

Although I kept telling myself that this was a mechanism, in fact, I already knew in my heart that it was wrong, and it could not be explained by a mechanism, but saying it like this would still be good for others, at least it would reduce panic.

But I underestimated the psychological endurance of fat people, Pan Zi was much calmer than me, wiped his sweat, and asked me: "Whether it is a ghost hitting a wall or a mechanism, it has to be solved, what should I do now?" Do you want to go again? ”

I gritted my teeth, "Let's go!" Damn this time, let's go a little slower and feel the movement under our feet or around us, I don't believe there are no flaws. ”

So we walked into the tomb again, and this time we walked for forty minutes, and before we could reach the end we knew that we had failed, because the tomb door was exactly the same, and we didn't feel anything along the way.

After that, we didn't know how many times we walked in, and all of them failed. Gradually, I felt the desperation of the corpses, and the faces of several people became worse and worse.

I felt that this was not the way to go, and when I got back to the tomb, I told them not to go, since we had gone so many times, we had basically eliminated everything, and this mechanism must have been designed in a way that we couldn't have imagined.

The fat man was so tired that he almost collapsed. But he insisted on continuing to walk, thinking that maybe at some point, the old grave road would come back, and then we could get out.

Pan Zi heard what he said, and only said: "You died of this heart, and it is absolutely impossible for that tomb to come back." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the dried corpses on the side. The meaning is obvious. Those dry corpses have definitely walked into the cemetery more times than us, but they are still trapped to death, so it is useless to walk the cemetery, and it is useless to walk ten thousand times, we don't have to think about such a lucky thing.

The fat man suddenly rested, sat down, and said, "According to what you say, aren't we dead?" These people must have tried everything here, and if we do it again, it's useless. ”

Pan Zi said: "You don't think about this, now think like this, then you just hit yourself to death, wait until we do what we can do, and then think about desperate things, now while you still have strength, it's better to think of a way." ”

I remembered the matter of the corpse's food and asked, "Do you want to limit the amount of food now, we must be prepared for a long-term battle, and the longer we can live, the greater the chance we will have to go out." ”

Pan Zi sighed and shook his head: "Little Third Master, I won't tell you, we are actually not as good as them, we don't have much food, I think we can only eat two meals at most, and I don't care if I am full, I don't think there is a limit, you can eat as much as you want, keep your jīng strength abundant, I estimate, if we can't get out within two days, it is estimated that there is no way, then it is time to use explosives, if explosives are useless, then wait for this other person to collect my body." ”

For two days, my heart trembled, how long have these dried corpses been here, can we get out in two days? That's really not at all certain.

The fat man's stomach was already barking, so he asked Pan Zi: "Comrade cook, can we start dinner early, I will solve the things that distract me first, and then I will have the strength to think about other things." ”

As soon as the fat man said that we all felt hungry, Panzi had no choice, so he had to light the stove to cook, our food was actually only dried noodles, and it was okay when I first ate it, but the time didn't last long, the fat man complained that there was no meat, I said that there were quick-frozen pork ribs, you have to eat it, Shunzi didn't mind, we didn't mind.

After eating, the whole body is warm, the human jīng god head is also very full, a few people began to ponder this thing, I recalled the whole process of going down to the underground palace, thrilling, I didn't expect to go down to the underground palace is still unstable, this underground palace, Wang Zanghai must have a design theme, what is it?

The underground palace is in the shape of a hollow word, the spiritual hall is in the middle, it is the most stringent place of the system, Wang Zanghai must not dare to do anything, in other places, the underground palace is surrounded by a burial pit, a burial pit, a drainage system and an intricate corridor and a tomb, so we are still in the center of the underground palace extension.

I tried to estimate the vertical and horizontal distance we had descended, and to judge my position based on my estimate of the size of the dungeon, but it seemed very difficult, we were already dazed in that underwater drainage, we didn't know where we were going, and who knew where we were last headed.

When he was spinning his brain rapidly, the fat man, who was also pretending to think about things, suddenly made a sudden realization expression and said to us, "I thought of it! ”