At the same time, the stopped, pointed his pistol at the door, and said, "I'll go, Master Hei, I'm becoming a strong man?" Kicked the door away? ”

I glanced at him with contempt, and said in my heart that this was the time, and I still had the heart to laugh!

At this time, there was a sudden sound of "gurgling" similar to the chatter of teeth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is unusually harsh because of the distance.

I couldn't help but look behind me at the source of the sound, but I saw that the bald guy was trembling all over, his face was pale, and the "gurgling" sound was obviously coming from his trembling mouth. "Here we go again." His fingers quivered as he pointed to the moving door.

Not again? Mobile? I suddenly woke up, and my mind suddenly recalled the mobile tomb mentioned in the past described by Zhou Qing's mother. Could it be that this situation is a prelude to the movement of the tomb?

Because of the strangeness of the bald guy, the already gloomy tomb is even more weird. A few of us then stood with our backs to each other, facing all directions, so that we could discern the situation around us in time.

It's just that the moving door, from the initial slow shift, to the rapid speed of the back, in front of our eyes, suddenly became a phantom. This situation can't help but remind me of the saying of fairyland, and in my mind, there is only the confusion of seeing flowers in the fog.

After a few minutes, everything around me suddenly stopped. The originally ethereal space was suddenly clear. However, the location we are is no longer the staircase that we were at the beginning, and there is no door in front of us.

I looked around with a wolf's eye, and found that the location I was in turned out to be a large hall, and a few of us were in the middle of the hall.

I made a slight visual survey with my eyes, and estimated that the main hall was about thirty or forty square meters, round in shape, and without a door. On both sides of the central part, there are two huge stone pillars that go straight to the top of the firmament, and the stone pillars are carved with a strange **** three-headed snake.

And the walls that surround the entire hall are also carved with all kinds of snakes, all of which are facing a huge three-headed snake. The three-headed snake has a black crown, and even the snake body is mainly black.

I asked the bald guy, what kind of snake is this? The bald head shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

While everyone was puzzled, I noticed that the shadow seemed to be very interested in the three-headed snake. Ever since he discovered the snake statue, his eyes have burst into a different light.

"Brother Shadow, what do you think of this snake?" I wondered.

The shadow aimed at the head of the three-headed snake with a wolf's eyes and said, "This kind of snake, called the Three-Soul Snake and the Dark Blood Lotus, is a one-life existence. That is to say, where there is it, the blood lotus must not be far away. So ......"

"Don't care if it's a three-soul snake or a three-hook snake, just tell me, if you find that dark blood lotus, do you have to pass this thing first?" The suddenly interjected, and forcibly dispersed the little morale that everyone had just regained.

The shadow replied lightly, yes.

Now it makes it difficult for the whole of us. These three soul snakes have never been recorded in the classics, and we don't know anything about their habits and aggression. If you act rashly, you may not be able to steal chickens and rice. A few of us discussed a few words, and came to the conclusion that "the soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth", after all, everyone is inexperienced.

Next, it's time to find the door. If there is no door in this place, it is absolutely untrue. The only possibility is that this door is hidden.

We've searched almost the entire hall, but we still haven't seen any hidden grids. This can't help but make me a little frustrated, even though I know that the "no way" thing is not true, but I still have some worries in my heart.

I carefully recalled the situation when I was standing in front of the stairs, and at that time, everything around us had turned into a virtual shadow, but the ground where we were standing did not even move. So I suspect that the problem lies with the wall.

When I realized this, I was overjoyed and suddenly pulled towards the wall carved with the three soul snakes. But after tinkering for a while, I didn't find anything abnormal except for some dust on my hands. And the and the others all looked depressed, and they didn't seem to have found any valuable clues.

Just when everyone was depressed, a red rope suddenly hung down from the top of the firmament.

I immediately panicked and pulled out the dagger. Without saying a word, the immediately shot the red rope twice.

But after a long time, the rope was still surprisingly quiet. At this time, the bald guy said softly: "It's not normal. ”

This scene, no matter who sees it, is not normal. The bald guy's words are obviously redundant. I was just about to hit him, but suddenly he said again: "Look up, this rope seems to be hanging in the air." ”

As soon as these words came out, I began to hairy all over my body. Unless it is a magnetic levitation, it is impossible for something to stand in the air according to common sense.

I hurriedly shone the red rope from the bottom to the top with the wolf's eyes, and found that as the bald guy said, the top end was not hanging on any object.

This scene made me shudder, and the image of the female ghost in red suddenly flashed in my mind, a blurry face, with a cloak and a fluttering back, forever blood-red...... Especially the back, you never know, when she will turn back.

I thought something so strange that the called me a few times, and I mistook it for a subconscious familiar sound. It wasn't until my elbow was hit hard and the pain was in pain that I realized that the was already staring at me with a resentful look: "I said, when is it, you are still fugue?" ”

I smiled awkwardly, glanced at it, and immediately saw a red shadow floating at the red rope.

Grass. Imagination answered. Could it be that this is the Wishing Hall?

The red shadow slowly slid down the red rope from the dome, poignant to ecstasy. Judging from his figure, he is graceful and envious of others.

By the time I realized how dangerous these thoughts were, it was too late.