After a few minutes of climbing, I finally sat down in a tunnel and breathed a sigh of relief as I looked at the dark opening around me.

This is a long tunnel with black lacquer, and the potholes dug in it are so full of holes that you can tell at first glance that it is a thief hole, and it has not been around for a long time. Of course, on the basis of the original robbery hole, the big-headed ghost has modified it a lot, resulting in the original robbery cave becoming bigger and bigger, and the smell inside is stinking.

Because I knew that the big-headed ghost had escaped into here, I had to take out a pistol and some yellow charms and peach rulers that had a suppressive effect on it, and there was nowhere to take the flashlights used for lighting.

Generally, the cave made by tomb robbers is straight, unless they encounter some granite, diamond and other objects that will avoid them and be slightly crooked. However, this robbery hole is not like this, it can be described by a song "Eighteen Bends of the Mountain Road Here", crooked and twisted like a snake, there are no rules at all, let alone any beauty.

I walked slowly and cautiously, and along the way I touched a number of corpses, some of them were decomposed, some were dry and only the bones remained, and some even had a hint of freshness, conveying to me that they had just died.

As I rounded one of the corners of the cave again, I suddenly heard a sound of a scream, which sounded like a monkey's roar from a distance, and seemed to be in some trouble.

I slowly poked my head out, and with the help of the already faint flashlight in my hand, the white-faced ape that had disappeared before appeared in my light.

At this time, it was entangled in a web-like thing, and it was lying on the ground, constantly waving its sharp claws, and at the same time making all kinds of ugly expressions on its face, the purpose of which was to deter the blood-red spider that had been moving in front of it.

Seeing this, I already understood a little, and the emotional white-faced ape escaped to this time, and happened to be caught by a mutated spider inside. In order to have a full meal, the blood-colored spider the size of a basin resorted to a strategy of indulging, trying to slowly drain the white-faced ape's physical strength until it ran out of strength.

However, the white-faced ape also cooperated, and whenever the blood-colored spider came forward to eat it, it flapped its paws in a rage, making a murderous appearance.

The way ahead was blocked, and it was impossible to go any further, so the rest of the time became my tedious waiting, waiting for the two of them to come and break the net, and then I would sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

As the minutes ticked by, the white-faced ape continued to roar, and the sound of the voice was very disturbing, and the meaning of fear could not be expressed in words. And in this extremely frightening environment, I felt as if I had survived the arduous eight-year war of resistance, and my mood was depressed and uncomfortable.

Somehow, a contradiction began in my heart, and I subconsciously wanted to save the white-faced ape. Maybe it's because it's too helpless to scream, and it's a natural dislike for spiders.

Eventually, I was more impulsive than rational and rushed over with the pistol in my hand.

Since my bullets were limited at the beginning, and the rest of the road might be a long time for me to walk alone, I chose to get closer and fight again. When they came to the two who were still facing each other, they looked at me in unison.

When I suddenly appeared, the trapped white-faced ape showed a panicked appearance of being attacked before and after, while the blood-colored spider was looking at me vigilantly with its eight legs open, and there was a posture of waiting for an opportunity.

Where would I give the blood-colored spider this kind of opportunity, after getting close to aiming, it was directly a burst of fire, accurately hitting its body and head, at first it wanted to escape, and after I gave a few shots, finally the green brain juice flowed to the ground, frightened the white-faced ape who fell to the ground covered its head and squeaked. I said in my heart that I didn't hit you, what are you screaming for?

After dealing with the blood-colored spider, I also sighed, but the gun in my hand was never put down, after all, there was a white-faced ape lying in front of me, maybe it would jump up and hurt people at any time, and I had to guard against it.

However, the blood-colored spider was solved, but the next problem was also fatal, because the deep tunnel was not very wide, and the white-faced ape was in the middle, and if I wanted to pass through, I had to pass by its side, which made me suddenly in a dilemma.

Kill it? This was my first thought at this time, but now that the white-faced ape is not as disgusted as before, it may be the reason why it no longer treats me ugly.

After a difficult decision, I finally chose to let it go for the time being, and if it didn't know the times, it wouldn't be too late to hurt someone and shoot it when I passed by. Thinking of this, I walked slowly with a gun, and at the same time silently thought in my heart, "Brother is a good person, brother is a good person."

Originally, I thought that a beast was a beast, and that it would never change its animalistic side. Who knows, until I walked a few meters away from it, I didn't see it hurting people, but looked at me with a pair of very melancholy eyes, and I felt furious in my heart when I saw it, and secretly said that I don't do it.

The white-faced ape was still trapped by the cobwebs, and I didn't care about it at this time, so I just turned on the flashlight and continued to move forward, hoping to finish the end of this thief hole as soon as possible and find other friends.