"Give me your hand."

The pit hesitated and reached over, and I picked up the dagger and slashed it on his middle finger, and blood flowed immediately.

"Your sister, Zero, you're crazy." The pit screamed in pain, and his mouth kept scolding me.

"Hehe, don't worry, Brother Pit, listen to me, if you encounter a ghost hitting the wall, you only need to take the middle finger blood and sprinkle it on the road, and you can crack it." I'm serious about the pit.

"Then why don't you take it, say as if you don't have a middle finger." The pit is not convinced.

"My fingers are too thin, and I'm still more fleshy."

"Fart, you just can't bear it."

"Oops, it's broken anyway, so don't worry about it!" I comfort the pit.

"My blood can't be shed in vain, and when you get out of here, you have to make up for me."

"Make it up, you must make it up, and you will grow tall."

"I have to find a few girls to condole." The color of the pit does not change.

"Mao's girl, what is it called making up for the girl?" I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, grabbed his hand, squeezed the blood from my fingers to the ground in front of me, grinned in pain, but didn't say anything more.

"Let's go, keep going, keep going." I gestured to the pit.

The two of us took flashlights and kept going along the wall, and I couldn't get out without believing it.

After about ten minutes, the walls were still bare next to us, but it was still dark in front of us.

"Holy, what the hell. Isn't this longer than the Great Wall? The pit scolded.

"Love to go, don't leave here." I deliberately provoked him, because of course I knew that it was impossible for him to stop and not walk, and he would not dare to act alone from me. In fact, it was not only him, but me, and I didn't dare to act alone.

The tomb is dark and rumbling, and I am afraid of flashlights, not to mention that when I am alone, I will be weak when I stay here for a while. Although you don't want to do bad things, you are not afraid of ghosts calling the door, but you don't want to let ghosts come to see the door, this is not simply a matter of fear or not.

Fortunately, there are pits, and if I were alone, I would have been scared to pee.

"Teacher Ling, don't be bored, tell a joke to listen to." Pit said while touching the wall.

"You still need to listen to jokes, they look like jokes."

"If you don't talk about it, you won't talk about it, why will you squeeze me again." The pit muttered.

In fact, I know that although the pit is not bold at this time, he is afraid that I am timid and wants to divert my attention, but at this time, let me walk with peace of mind, how can I still tell any jokes.

After that, neither of us spoke, and walked forward with our heads bowed, and the endless darkness still stretched in front of us. Could it be that the middle finger blood from the pit just spilled didn't work, and the two of us were still in an endless cycle of ghosts hitting the wall. After walking like this for about ten minutes, I realized that if I continued like this, even if the two of us were not tired to death, we would be tortured to death by this darkness.

"The burial chamber is so small, it stands to reason that the two of us should have walked several laps in such a long time." I stopped and muttered to myself.

Seeing that I was not leaving, the pit also stopped and looked at me.

"Don't keep staring at me, panic," I said to the pit.

"Big brother, you have to think of a way, it's even more panicked to be trapped here." Pit Road.

"I don't want to," I replied.

The two of us walked in the dark for so long, I think that if it was under normal circumstances, we would have to walk two or three kilometers away, and the circumference of this tomb, as I observed when I first entered, could not have been so large, and it was less than a hundred meters to die, and it was completely impossible for us to walk for so long without finding the door to enter. But now things are long out of reality, and I can't think about things in a conventional way, so we won't measure how far we've come.

Thinking of this, I realized that we had walked for so long without any reference in front of us other than darkness.

"Pit, throw a glow stick here."

The pit immediately realized what I was going to do, and took a glow stick out of his bag and threw it at his feet.

"Let's go." I said to the pit.

As we moved on, I looked back at the glow sticks on the ground, which shimmered in the darkness and made the whole atmosphere even more eerie. As we walked farther and farther, the glowsticks faded out of my field of vision, never to be seen again.

This shows that we have indeed been moving forward, and the distance we have moved is enough that we cannot see the light of the glow sticks, but in this way, the size of this tomb is too exaggerated, when we came in, we obviously found that the tomb was not too big, but now it is so big that we can't walk around in half an hour, will the tomb be long? Unless this burial chamber is a youkai, who has ever heard of a burial chamber that is alive. If this tomb is alive, then we are not in the "belly" of the tomb.

I slapped myself in the mouth to stop thinking and sober myself up. The pit looked at me and said, "You're really crazy, you cut my finger with a knife just now, and now you're pumping yourself in the mouth again." ”

I didn't answer him, but only thought about the burial chamber. Constant assumptions and constant denials, I still can't find any eyebrows.

At that moment, I noticed a glimmer of light ahead, and the pit and I sped up and ran over to take a look, and we were both dumbfounded.

It turns out that this glimmer of light is the glow stick we just threw on the ground, which shows that from just now to now, the two of us have been going around in circles, being played around, but we still can't get out of this "ghost hitting the wall".

The pit scolded angrily: "What the hell is my mother, dare to tease your two grandfathers, you have a kind of show up, fight with your grandfather Niu for 300 rounds, and see if I don't beat your and urine backwards." ”

"Brother pit, scold the street for taking care of birds." I buried the pit.

"I heard that when I met a ghost, I scolded him, and the ghost was scared, so he naturally ran away, and we were out of trouble."

"Then do you want to try the child's pee? Two sips may be better. ”

"If you don't try, this skill will hurt you too much." Pit Road.

Joke is joke, I know that the pit is not nonsense, there are indeed some folk tales, such as "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", the courage of ghosts is smaller than that of people, and the brain melon is not very smart, if there is really a ghost, it is not good to scold the pit, it can really scare away.

So I told the pit to scold, scold hard, and the pit raised his throat and scolded for a while, probably because he was thirsty, and he stopped making a sound.

"Teacher Ling, what now?" The pit stared at me with a pair of helpless eyes, and at this time I can't forget to sell a cute, how do I know, it's like I've been here.

"I have an idea, I don't know if to say it or not." I said to the pit.

"Teacher Ling, don't sell it at this time, let's talk about it."

"Since we're going in circles as we go down, I think it's better for us to go separately and see what the results will be."

"I'll go, at this time, you actually said to go separately, you don't want to Kuang me, you also want to leave me." The pit yelled, seeing that he meant not to agree.

"Brother Pit thinks too much, how can I Kuang you. It's just that there's no way out of it now. "I explain to the pit.

"No, we can't separate, we can't do it." The pit still doesn't agree with me.

"So what do you say?" I asked him rhetorically.

"It's not impossible to go separately, you give me your gun, so that I can have a guy to defend myself in case of danger." The pit said with a cheap face.

"Fuck your sister, what should I do if you give it to you, and besides, don't you have a long pipe" I knew at a glance that this thing was going to take the opportunity to take the gun out of my hand, and I naturally couldn't be fooled easily.

"If you don't give it, then I won't agree. You say that my long pipe is much stronger than a burning stick gun. After speaking, the pit shook the old gun in his hand and turned his face away.

"Okay, then let's exchange, you give me the long tube, and my pistol will be given to you." In desperation, I had to accept the pit's request to a certain extent, but secretly said in my heart: I'll settle accounts with you when we go out.

I pulled out my pistol, snatched it from the pit, put it in my waist, and handed me a gun. I held the old gun, and a feeling of being deceived came spontaneously.

"Tell me which way you're going."

"I keep going, and you're going in the opposite direction you came." I said to the pit.

"Order." I threw up my backpack and walked in the direction I went back and forth, while I continued to walk forward. My idea is that when we are alone, we can avoid being influenced by others, for example, when there are two people, the people behind will unconsciously follow in the footsteps of the previous person, and when we are alone, we will completely walk out of a new path. If the two of us encounter a ghost hitting the wall together, then we go in different directions, how can a ghost stop two people, and the person who is not stopped will naturally go out, or me or the pit, in short, go out first and then find a way.

I turned on my flashlight and walked forward, although I was not disturbed by myself, but I was very scared when I walked in the dark. It's dark in the front, it's dark in the back, and I'm the only bit of light in this enclosed space, and I don't know if people will collapse in a completely dark enclosed environment.

I don't know how long I walked, it's still dark, and I didn't see the pit coming in front of me as I was worried at the beginning, but I couldn't see the pit for so long, I was a little worried, I don't know how this thing is now, I hope he has gone out, so I can come and save me quickly, Lao Tzu is still holding it here, I don't want to hold it here for a lifetime.

I leaned my old gun against the wall, rested against the wall of the tomb, and took out my dagger to make a mark on the wall, which I could have judged if I had been circling around.

When I was carving marks on the stone, a drop of water dropped on the dagger impartially, I thought to myself that this ancient building is old after all, and it has begun to leak, take a closer look, this water is still a little slimy, damn what kind of water, I looked up at the top of the tomb, but looked at a plush face, a pair of green eyes were staring at me, the slime was flowing out of its mouth, looking at each other, I couldn't help but scream: What the fuck are you.