Lao Jiang grabbed a piece of the rock with both hands, and under his feet was the dark abyss. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Hurry, hurry." Lao Jiang felt that the strength in his hand was loosening little by little, and soon, he had no strength to continue to support.

Poker Face re-tied the mountaineering rope to himself, tied a section of the rope to the lamp holder of the wall lamp, and handed the rope and flashlight in his hand to Zhuo Fan, "Take it." ”

The poker face was lying on the ground, half of his body leaned out of the cliff, and stretched out his hand to Lao Jiang. Zhuo Fan held up a flashlight to help them illuminate.

"Quick." Lao Jiang urged vigorously, while still looking at his feet. Lao Jiang's feet were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything at all. Seeing that Lao Jiang's whole face had changed, his outstretched hand kept shaking in the air. The poker face still couldn't reach Lao Jiang, so he had to slowly lean his body out further, and turned around and gave Zhuo Fan a look. Zhuo Fan held up the flashlight, and the flashlight light penetrated the darkness, but he couldn't see anything unusual below.

However, Lao Jiang's face had turned from pale to green, his facial expression became hideous, and his mouth kept urging, "Hurry, hurry!" In the poker face, Lao Jiang's eyes were hollow, his hands kept trembling, if it weren't for the instinctive desire to survive dominating him, according to his weight and arm strength, he would have fallen long ago. Although the poker face is not far from Lao Jiang, he can never hold Lao Jiang's hand.

"Old Jiang, don't move."

Lao Jiang didn't seem to hear Zhuo Fan's words, looked down at the soles of his feet, and kept muttering, "Save me, save me." Hurry, hurry......" is close to the point of panic.

"What's the matter with Lao Jiang, he doesn't seem to see you at all." Zhuo Fan re-aimed the light of the flashlight at Lao Jiang, but it was still to no avail, Lao Jiang seemed to be almost cut off from the outside world, what he saw and what he heard, Poker Face and Zhuo Fan couldn't see or hear.

Poker Face knew that Lao Jiang couldn't hold on for long, and seeing Lao Jiang let out a terrifying shout, he struggled to support his prostrate body with one hand, and loosened the rope in Zhuo Fan's hand. While tying the knots on his body into slipknots, he explained to Zhuo Fan, "I'll go down and tie the rope to Lao Jiang's body later, and you can pull him up." ”

"What about you?"

"Don't worry." After the poker face finished speaking, he jumped off the cliff.

Poker's face is as light as a swallow, and his eyes are fast, and he easily climbs on the rock wall. The rock walls are unevenly layered, with many rock protrusions, making it easy to climb. Poker face was secretly relieved, looked up, Lao Jiang was not far above his head, he crawled to Lao Jiang's side in three or two, patted him on the shoulder, "Lao Jiang." ”

Lao Jiang seemed to be greatly frightened, his face was pale, his expression was flustered, as if he couldn't see the poker face, he waved his hand indiscriminately, as if he was driving away something around him. Poker Face quickly dismantled the rope on his body, wanting to help Lao Jiang tie it up. But Lao Jiang didn't appreciate it at all, and screamed vigorously, almost dusting his poker face off the cliff several times.

"Lao Jiang!" The poker face moved closer to Lao Jiang and grabbed Lao Jiang's oncoming hand, and Lao Jiang's other hand instinctively could only grasp the rock. At this time, Lao Jiang couldn't resist the poker face, and his face turned around suddenly. In an instant, the poker face seemed to see that Lao Jiang's pupils were flashing with fire.

"The first layer of hell, the ...... of fire" Poker Face muttered to himself, and suddenly looked around, and when his eyes moved to his feet, he suddenly saw that the flames rushing up from under his feet almost burned his clothes, and the flames were still burning, and they were rushing up little by little.

He closed his eyes and shook his head, continuing to look down. Beneath your feet are deep, dark cliffs, and there's nothing. He calmed down and let go of the hand holding Lao Jiang, who grabbed him with his teeth and claws.

Lao Jiang's hand stayed a few centimeters in front of the door of the poker face, and suddenly fell heavily. Lao Jiang's gaze dimmed for a moment, and his other hand grasping the rock immediately loosened.

"Lao Jiang!" Zhuo Fan had been watching Lao Jiang and Pokerface's actions all the time, seeing that Pokerface knocked Lao Jiang unconscious, Lao Jiang's whole body was about to slide off the rock wall, and the rope held by Pokerface had not yet been tied for Lao Jiang.

The poker face turned around and pulled the old Jiang who fell down in a coma, the old Jiang was too heavy, the poker face was heavy, and the green tendons on his hands appeared immediately. was almost about to be grabbed by Lao Jiang.

"Pokerface, are you alright?" Zhuo Fan shouted at the poker face.

The poker face was bruised, the strength in his hand had long been used up, and the meridians of Lao Jiang's hand were faintly painful. The poker face gritted his teeth and slowly pulled Lao Jiang up from under his feet little by little.

I don't know how long it took, Lao Jiang was finally pulled up little by little, and the poker-faced hand could no longer move. He forced himself to composure, tied the rope around Lao Jiang, and after finishing this series of movements, he realized that one hand had completely lost sensation.

Poker Face let out a long sigh of relief and shouted at the cliff, "Pull." Then he completely lost his strength and leaned against the cliff.

After a long time, in the closing eyes of the poker face, Zhuo Fan faintly heard Zhuo Fan shouting, "Lao Jiang has come up, poker face, you hurry up." ”

Poker Face opened his eyes, and one end of the rope had landed in front of him. Poker Face relaxed, raised his hand to hold the rope, just when he let go of his other hand and intended to hold the rope together, he suddenly found that his right hand could not use any strength at all, and in an instant, because he did not hold the rope, the whole body fell backwards.

"Poker Face!"

Poker faced his back and saw Zhuo Fan's frightened expression. Then he spun around in the darkness, face down, and fell down. He saw it again, an endless sea of fire.

It had been a long time since Lao Jiang woke up. Zhuo Fan has been guarding Lao Jiang, and when he saw him slowly waking up, he was not only overjoyed, "You are awake!" ”

Lao Jiang didn't know anything, and sat up in a daze, "Where are we?" ”

"You don't remember? We're in the passageway, the one with the hellish murals on either side? Zhuo Fan was still stunned when he saw Lao Jiang, and then said, "Hell mural, don't you remember?" Or what you told me, that hell mural of Huainan Hou......"

Lao Jiang interrupted Zhuo Fan, who was dancing on the ground, "Of course I remember." I'm asking, what's wrong with me? ”

"You almost fell off a cliff just now." After speaking, he turned on the wolf's eye flashlight and shone it on the cliff beside them.

"This ...... What's going on? As soon as the words came out, Lao Jiang realized that the poker face was gone, "What about the poker face?" ”

Zhuo Fan hesitated, and told Lao Jiang what had just happened little by little.

"What do you say?! Poker Face fell to save me? Lao Jiang shook his head, "The poker face is so good, how can it fall?" Lao Jiang snatched the flashlight in Zhuo Fan's hand and shone it below, no matter how he looked at it, he still couldn't see anything.

"How long has he been falling?"

"It's been almost an hour." Zhuo Fan's words were full of frustration. "I can't see anything down here, maybe ......"

"No, it won't." Lao Jiang immediately stood up, re-tied one part of the climbing rope to the lamp base, and tied the other end to his waist.

"You want to go down?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"I'll go down and have a look. When I go down to the end, I pull the rope three times, and then you come down the rope again. If you can't wait for the rope to shake within half an hour, you can go back along this passage, get out of here, and do me a favor by finding Luo Jin in Yongwei Alley and telling him about me. Lao Jiang took out a gas mask from his backpack, left one for Zhuo Fan, put the remaining one on his face, pulled the rope, and began to descend the cliff.

Zhuo Fan sat on the edge of the cliff and helped Lao Jiang shine the light. Soon, however, Lao Jiang had slowly descended to a place he could no longer see. He stood up and carefully identified it, so that he could vaguely see the figure of Lao Jiang moving in the dark.

After a long time, he finally couldn't see Lao Jiang anymore, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, looked at his watch from time to time, ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and the time was close to thirty minutes, but the rope did not move at all. Just as Zhuo Fan hesitated what to do, the rope began to shake.

Zhuo Fan stared at the rope carefully, and began to count, "One, two, two......" The rope shook violently, as if it had been shaken more than three times, and the shaking became more and more intense, and there was no appearance of stopping. It's like a restless beast tied to the other end of the rope, trying to break free from the rope all the time, which makes the rope shake endlessly.

Zhuo Fan suddenly thought of the appearance of Lao Jiang when he was hanging on the cliff just now, and he was also struggling and shaking in every way, maybe Lao Jiang encountered the same situation as just now.

Zhuo Fan finally decided to go down. He put on a gas mask, kicked up the rocks on the mountain wall, and moved down little by little.