Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Water Flows Higher

(Written for a long, long time)

I don't know how long I slept this night, but I was so hungry that I couldn't hold on, so I got up from the ground like a third-degree cripple. When I got up, I saw that the fat man was already doing it, and he was squatting on the side and cooking something.

I crawled over to the fat man and stretched out my hand with difficulty to pull him aside: "Get out of the way, starve your grandfather and me." Let me take a bite. ”

The fat man looked sideways at me and handed me a bowl. I swear I've never thought the mush out of compressed dry food tastes so good. I didn't bother to care how hot it was, so I took the bowl and buried my face in it.

After eating three bowls in a row, I was relieved. The sensation in various parts of the body was slowly returned. All kinds of soreness and numbness almost made me collapse on the ground and couldn't move.

I took one look at the bugs and saw that they were all gone.

It's gone. I said to myself, and fell asleep again.

I didn't sleep long, and soon I was woken up by the fat man.

"There's so much time wasted, we have to hurry." The fat man said. As I spoke, I saw him point to the other two doors.

I nodded, and by this time the soreness in my body had subsided a lot. At least normal operation, that's no problem.

Packing our backpacks, we stood in the middle of the hall again.

"Left or right?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man frowned and thought for a while, and said, "Male left, female right." Sister Qing should be on the right. ”

I thought to myself what the hell is this logic, so I asked him: "Then my uncle is still a man, why don't you say go left?" ”

"You don't understand that." The fat man said. As he spoke, the fat man walked towards the stone gate on the right: "There are so many men, but there is only one woman." Therefore, it is accurate to speculate with women. ”

I still don't understand his logic. But we don't have any clues anyway, so it's the same either way. And judging from the stone gate in front of us, there didn't seem to be any dead people inside. In other words, Sister Qing, they didn't go inside. But this reassured the fat man a lot. After all, those bugs are terrifying. I and the fat man had to deal with a bug for a long time, and the last time we ran after us, there had to be at least tens of thousands behind us.

Follow the fat man into the stone gate again. We were a lot more careful this time. The fat man even tied the **** around his waist and circled it like this.

When I watched the fat man take the **** out of the backpack one by one, I almost fainted. This more than 20 ****!

"You. . . He. Mother. Is this going to blow up a mine or a bunker? I asked the fat man. Dare to love Lao Tzu has been following a moving bomb by his side.

The fat man didn't look at me, and tied the **** to his waist one by one: "Last time, those explosives were too troublesome to mix, and the **** used them easily." ”

I rolled my eyes: "Then why didn't you take it out the last time you were surrounded by those dead people?" ”

"Deal with those little characters," the fat man snorted, "One against three, you will use Wang Bang?" ”

This stone gate is a little different from the one I walked before. There are many lamp slaves on both sides of the passage. It's the kind of stone statue with a disc on top of its head.

When he first saw the lamp slave, the fat man wanted to go up and say that this would save a little power. After all, we have been out for so long, and the battery of the flashlight can save a little bit. As soon as I saw it, I quickly grabbed him and said that you don't want to die? Can't remember how we got kicked out by the bugs so quickly? The fat man just gave up. However, the fat people all the way expressed great curiosity about these lamp slaves.

"Hey, you say, if this lamp slave is taken out and sold, will it be very valuable?" The fat man asked me.

I rolled my eyes: "What is a pile of broken stones worth?" ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, "That's right." And then he didn't look at the lamp slaves again for the rest of the process.

By the time we got to the exit, it took almost two hours. At our speed, the passage is at least two kilometers long. And where we are now is still in the same place as the last hall. And in the center of this hall, there is also a touch of the same altar. However, unlike the worm room, the three walls of this hall are all intact. In other words, there are no holes for the bugs to crawl out. However, for the sake of insurance, the fat man and I checked separately, and then we were relieved.

When we got back to the center of the hall, the fat man looked at the altar again.

"Ah, I said." I hurriedly stopped him: "You fucking forgot how those bugs came out?" ”

The fat man put the tip of the knife into the oily substance in the altar and stirred it, then picked it up and looked at it, and said, "Fat man, I'm not an ignorant person, don't worry." As he spoke, the fat man reached out and dipped a little of those things on the tip of the knife, and twisted them on his fingers.

After twisting for a while, the fat man's brows furrowed slightly: "This is corpse oil." ”

"Corpse oil?" I was stunned, "A kind of zongzi?" ”

The fat man snorted: "The so-called corpse oil is the oil refined from the dead." ”

As soon as he said this, I immediately took a step back and glared at the fat man. The heart said that when you twisted it just now, you still showed a look of enjoyment.

The fat man looked at the surrounding walls, and then walked around the altar with his head down. Suddenly, he said, "Hey, this altar doesn't look like an ornament." As he spoke, he pointed to the altar pedestal.

I walked over to take a look, and only then did I realize that under the altar, it was covered with small lines crisscrossing it.

"So what?" I asked.

"So," said the fat man, he reached under the altar and tapped it somewhere. I saw that the corpse oil in the altar immediately began to leak out. And it all flowed according to the lines on the ground.

I was anxious when I saw it, and scolded: "You can't have a snack?" Can you touch everything? What if this is a mechanism? ”

The fat man waved his hand: "The fat man doesn't have so many rules." As he spoke, the fat man kicked the altar away and jumped onto the pedestal. Hey, look. The fat man said, "The flow of this corpse oil is in the same direction." ”

I rolled my eyes and said, "That's because it's low and the water is low." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the fat man sighed and asked me, "Is it the same to flow to the wall?" ”

I was stunned and looked over. It was discovered that the corpse oil was actually flowing down the wall in the middle. "Damn, that's too exaggerated, isn't it?" I grew my mouth. Shouldn't it be that the water is flowing down, why is it still flowing to the wall? This completely turned my physics knowledge on its head. (To be continued.) )