In order to escape the bitter cold, the sleepy people fell asleep as soon as they stepped into the warm and windy pavilion. When I woke up early in the morning, the monkey who wanted to go outside for convenience found that the door of the pavilion was locked, and it couldn't be pushed open.

The teammates were dumbfounded and tried all kinds of methods, but they couldn't open the locked door, and it seems that we are still careless.

There was no choice but to pack up their gear and turn around and walk towards the wooden staircase that led to the second floor, which we hadn't even looked at before. The simple wooden staircase was high and steep, and after a few steps, everyone stepped onto the second floor. But the second floor was as empty as the same floor, except for the dust on the floor, nothing else, and no sign of anyone visiting.

However, the next strange thing happened, everyone wanted to continue to climb, but they found that there was no road on it. The second floor of the empty pavilion has no stairs leading to the third floor, but this pavilion has at least a dozen floors, why is there no staircase leading to the top?

There must be a ghost in this abnormal thing, and everyone immediately returned to the first floor to discuss what was going on?

Seventh Master Zha said with a very ugly face: "We, could it be that we broke into the agency?" ”

As soon as this remark came out, all four were shocked. Organ? Could it be that we have broken into the mechanism carefully designed by the master of the mechanism, that is to say, this castle in the sky is actually a huge mechanism?

How can it be! Just thinking about how long it took to build such a huge mechanism and how much effort it took is unlikely. Besides, this building. It looks like it's hundreds of years old.,Skilled machine masters.。 It is impossible to live for hundreds of years.

However, the door was suddenly locked. The attic without a ladder is indeed quite weird. The fat man, who has always admired the theory of ghosts and gods, unexpectedly agreed with the statement of the seventh master, saying that we fell into a large trap.

After the two of them said this, the others were also affected, and they all felt that this attic was a trap, and when they looked around again, they felt that the corner of the attic that was not lighted was extremely gloomy. There seemed to be a cold chill coming out. We entered the attic to escape the cold, but now that we are inside, we feel even more cold and unbearable, and I really regret that we broke in rashly. It's too late to say anything now, so I can only find a way to leave. Now there are two paths in front of us, one is to smash through the wall that destroyed the first floor and escape; The second is to search the top of the second floor again, looking for an upward passage, maybe to the outside.

But. I vaguely feel in my heart that both of these methods seem to be a little unreliable, and there is not much chance of winning.

After discussing with the teammates, they felt that it was too difficult to break the wall. Let's go to the second floor and check again to see if there are any hidden mechanisms. It is impossible to have a pavilion more than ten stories high, but only to the second floor. The ones above can't go up, which is really unreasonable.

From the new to the second floor. The old planks creaked, and the crowd scattered. Begin to look around for something suspicious. But after turning around several times, all of them found nothing suspicious, so they all sat around the center of the attic again and sat on the ground.

The fat man said that the walls of the attic were too thick, and it would be easier to go to the third floor to see if they directly broke the wooden planks above their heads.

I'd thought about it before, but I was worried that there would be something strange on the sealed pavilion. Now that I am trapped here without a solution, I can only do this.

The decision was made, everyone stood up again, and the matter of breaking the wooden plank on the top floor was handed over to the smoke man. I saw that he was lucky to fly, his feet on the wall, and his body jumped upwards as if he were staring at the cheetah of an antelope, and in the blink of an eye he had already knocked through the wooden floor overhead.

The sawdust fell, and everyone hurriedly dodged to dodge, I closed my eyes and listened to Zhou Wei's movements, except for the sound of the broken wooden planks falling, there were no other strange sounds, which made me feel a lot more relieved. It seemed that he was worried in vain, so he opened his eyes and was about to take out the rope and climb to the third floor. Unexpectedly, the heart that had just been relaxed immediately tensed again, because in the pavilion that had been quiet after the wooden plank on the top fell, there was a sudden sound of knocking. A strange sound came from overhead, and everyone immediately looked up at the broken wooden hole.

Looking up from the big hole in the top of his head, but only another layer of wooden planks could be seen, the cigarette man stepped forward and wanted to jump on it to see, so I hurriedly grabbed him. The strange sound of a thump is the sound of a heavy object falling from above, smashing the floor. Although I don't know from which layer of the head it started, I can now tell that the sound is getting closer and closer to us, almost not far from the top of our heads, and now rushing upwards, it is very likely that it will be smashed into a meatloaf by the falling weight.

The heavy objects that keep falling overhead seem to be unwilling to smash through all the floors. The sound of the previous thump has now turned into a loud rumbling sound, and everyone feels like a painful death Mount Tai at this time, and the invisible pressure seems to be about to flatten everyone.

We stayed on the second floor, and if the floor was smashed through, there would be a danger of falling, so everyone prepared to retreat to the first floor. But when everyone walked to the stairs at the entrance of the building, they found that the stairs leading to the first floor were magically gone. Only a thick layer of wood blocked the entrance of the previous building, and the second floor became a sealed space, with no doors up and down.

The cigarette man raised the iron rod in his hand, and this time I grabbed him again. Since the intersection on the first floor is sealed, it means that the authorities here have no intention of letting us go down at all. Maybe the bottom has become an arrow bunker now, and once we fall, we will never be able to escape. Cautiously, I lifted one end of a plank with a vajra peg, glanced down, and immediately gasped, and I was really right. The first floor, which could not be lowered, had now become a large array of arrows, and the original wooden floor was gone, turning into many sharp blades stuck upside down in the ground, flashing with a dazzling light.

I gasped and said, "It's over." Just by looking at my expression, everyone already knew that something was wrong. It's completely puzzling how the downstairs floor disappeared, and what's even more puzzling is why the mechanism of this pavilion is so complicated. When we first stepped in, the planks on the first floor simply disappeared, and we were all bloody lamb skewers. (To be continued......)