Chapter XXVII

(Let's write a chapter first, tomorrow Monday, go to the hospital and take a look)

The inside of the temple is very dimly lit. In order to save power, the fat man lit the two torches he had prepared in advance.

The dancing flames of the torches reflected on the walls, and I noticed that there were many words carved on the walls that resembled pictures. Although I can't understand it, I can roughly guess that this is a reflection of some record of the reign of the Queen Mother of the West. And a little further on, I also saw a mural of clothes. A man stood on the edge of a particularly high altar on which lay a woman. And under the altar, there were many, many kneeling people. Looking further down, the second one is a bolt of lightning falling from the sky and slashing directly at the woman's body.

Summon thunder and lightning. This should be a record of one of the Queen Mother's spell casting scenes.

The fat man seemed to be in a hurry and didn't look at the murals on the walls much. So much so that I had to give up looking at the murals later, so I kept up with the fat man's footsteps.

I walked behind the fat man for almost five minutes. A fat man's current speed is almost 200 meters in five minutes. But even so, we didn't reach the end of the temple. And looking at the black hole in front of us, it seems that this passage is more than just a little distance we have walked.

Once again, I picked up my pace, almost trotting. Running to the fat man, I took a look at the fat man and found that the fat man was expressionless. So I asked him, "Hey, what the fuck is wrong with you?" This state is not like your original style, fat man. ”

The fat man looked at me sideways and said, "Don't talk nonsense, time is running out." As he spoke, the speed of his feet increased again. I looked at it and was stunned for a moment. The heart said that this dead fat man had never shown such a anxious side, what happened this time?

The fat man walked at the speed of a race walk for almost an hour. Just when I was about to vomit blood, we finally came to the end of the temple. And what struck me as strange was that we didn't hear the roar of the beast in the video all the way.

Could it be that Sister Qing and they solved it? No, I didn't drive until there was blood stains along the way. Forget it, it's not just right, save trouble. I shook my head.

We are now in the middle of a huge hall. Except for the road from which we came, there was a stone door as high as four or five people in each of the other three directions of the hall. And there seems to be a passage inside all three stone doors that extends into the depths of darkness.

That's embarrassing. I glanced at the fat man. The fat man was still panting because he was walking too quickly.

"Which way?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man panted and walked in front of each stone gate, and carefully checked whether there were any traces or marks left by Sister Qing around each stone gate. But after walking around, I didn't find any clues. The fat man walked back to the center of the hall and looked at it all again. Then he pointed to the stone gate directly opposite the one we had just entered, and said, "Go this way." ”

I was stunned for a moment, so I asked him, "Didn't you find the hint, why are you so sure?" ”

The fat man shook the small handful of bangs on his forehead: "This is innate self-confidence, you don't understand." ”

I was amazed that the fat man was starting to be unreliable again. But after thinking about it, I felt that this was not a good thing. At least it doesn't feel so depressing.

"Okay, go this way." I say. But to be honest, I'm still very worried about the fat man's practice of judging the route of travel by blindness. It's just that looking at the fat man's confident appearance now, I can't bear to hit him. So I had to secretly remind myself that when I would go in, the trick would be brighter, and I would withdraw if there was a problem.

After following the fat man into the stone gate, I found that the inside of the stone gate was particularly broken. This kind of dilapidated refers to the old meaning, which is very different from the passage when we came in. The corners of this passage are almost covered with cobwebs. And both on the ground and on the wall, some places are even broken.

The fat man returned to his previous speed. I smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to follow.

After walking in this passage for a short time, my eyes suddenly became more open.

It seems to be another hall. And this hall is exactly the same as the first hall we just entered.

"What's going on?" I was stunned, "Why did you come back again?" ”

The fat man shook his head, raised his hand to turn on the searchlight on his head, and then shone on the altar in the center of the hall: "There was no such altar in the hall just now. So saying, the fat man went down the hall, came to the altar, and looked inside.

I'll go down too. The fat man looked at the contents of the altar and then looked up at the walls around him. I followed him through the same motion. After looking at it, we found that this hall was really different from the hall we entered for the first time. The remaining three walls of this hall are not opened. And at the bottom of each wall of the hall, there is a row of holes the size of a fist.

"Does it rain a lot?" I asked the fat man, "How do you still have a drain?" ”

The fat man shrugged: "This hellish place, who knows what the situation was before." It is often flooded, and it may not be flooded. As he spoke, the fat man put his eyes on the altar in front of him: "This altar"

"This altar?" I also asked in the tone of a fat man.

The fat man sighed: "Hey, don't learn from the fat man." I mean, there must be a reason why this altar is here. ”

I rolled my eyes: "Nonsense, why don't you look good here?" ”

The fat man sighed again: "What does the fat man mean, why don't we light this altar first?" As he spoke, he pouted at the altar Nunu: "The things in here haven't been burned yet, order one and try it." ”

I always felt that something was wrong with this altar, and that something would go wrong at the slightest point. He said, "Are you going to be a gunner?" Order another one to try. What if something happens? ”

"What could happen here?" The fat man muttered, "Hey, if you're scared, then you can go to the exit and wait." ”

Hearing the fat man say this, I just wanted to say yes, but the fat man added: "Hey, but it's impossible for a real man to be afraid." ”

"Hurry the fuck."

"Okay!" The fat man replied happily, and the torch in his hand was lowered into the altar.

The things in the altar burst into flames almost as soon as they touched the Mars. I was so close to the fat man that I was so startled that I almost turned around and ran.

By the time we had recovered our strength, nearly a meter of fire had erupted from the altar.

I'm still looking at the flames in a daze, and I think to myself, how the is this better than gasoline. At this time, the fat man pulled at my clothes and asked me, "Hey, do you think the things in this altar smell so good?" ”