Without warning, the smoke man jumped on the plum blossom stake, and my body involuntarily and subconsciously clinged to the wall out of self-protection.

The figure of the smoke man fell steadily on the plum blossom stone pile, and the plum blossom pile under his feet did not sink downward, indicating that the smoke man chose the right stone pillar and did not touch the mechanism, and my back left the cold wall.

After making sure that the plum blossom pile under his feet was correct, the smoke man squatted down, sprinkled some cinnabar on the plum blossom pile stone pillar under his feet as a mark, and then began to jump forward non-stop, in the blink of an eye, the smoke man was already more than a foot away from us.

I was worried that the plum blossom pile would have a load-bearing limit, so I asked the cigarette man loudly in front of me, "Can we step on it?" ”

The smoke man stopped, looked at the plum blossom pile in front of him and began to ponder. Only then did I realize that the cigarette man was acting as a ghost for us, and he himself did not dare to guarantee the safety of the plum blossom pile under his feet. When I saw this, I was anxious, worried that something would happen to him, and without waiting for him to agree, I stepped on the plum blossom pillar with cinnabar marks. Then, following the trail of cinnabar's footprints, he soon jumped behind the cigarette man, grabbed him and said, "I'll go ahead." ”

The smoke man's cold face actually showed a slight smile, he actually smiled, and he looked me stupid at the time, and said in his heart: It's bad, something happened, the smoke man may have been evil.

The smile on the smoke man's face flashed, and he instantly changed back to his previous cold face, making people feel that he was just hallucinating just now, and he would definitely not be able to laugh!

In this dimly lit underground, the lights are unknown. It's also normal to be dazzled and misunderstood. And the smile of the cigarette man just now was not hideous and terrifying. It's definitely not a ghost-possessed image. There is no trace of evil, very warm. Gentle, gentle, so the smoke man who makes people feel unusually cold will never have such a smile on his face.

However, the smoke man should have laughed like this before, when his younger sister, that is, his fiancée, was still alive.

When the smoke man heard that I was going to take the lead, he didn't speak, but I stood on top of the stone pillar. Holding the flashlight, looking down for a long time, I felt that the plum blossom stone pile in front of me, each of which looked very unsafe, and all seemed to be very strong, and the raised foot, swaying, finally fell next to the other foot.

At this time, the smoke man began to move forward at a rapid pace, and in a moment, only a row of red cinnabar shoe prints remained. It's a foot away from me.

Only then did I realize that I was worried in vain just now, and the cigarette man stopped, just concentrating on the plum blossom pile that could be traveled under his feet.

I don't know how the smoke man can distinguish the real from the fake plum blossom pile, I don't know if he is because of his natural and sensitive ability to predict danger. Or he saw some suspicions from these identical plum blossom piles under his feet, anyway, his appearance was obviously clear about the plum blossom piles under his feet. Which ones are safe and which ones are dangerous. A very confident look, jumping without hesitation.

Since the smoke man is calm and relaxed. I looked very sure, so I could follow him with peace of mind.

After I jumped on the plum blossom pile because I was worried about the smoke man, other teammates also stepped on the plum blossom pile one after another. Behind me, the seventh master of Cha, he told the fat man and the monkey to pay attention to their feet, and to walk on the plum blossom pile with red cinnabar shoe prints. The three of them soon chased after me, and when they saw the attitude between me and the smoke man, the atmosphere was very solemn and tense at first, and then as if nothing had happened, and they couldn't help but feel very puzzled.

The fat man and the seventh master couldn't help but ask me what happened, and I replied that it was okay and told them to be careful and pay attention to their feet, and not to step on the wrong step.

We cautiously walked on the plum stake, and soon we were halfway across, and at this pace, we could reach the ground safely in another half an hour.

Things are going very well, we are already two-thirds of the way through the plum pile, and if we hold on a little longer, we will be able to escape from this trap.

Suddenly, in the unusually quiet corridor, there was a very sudden click, and I saw the back of the cigarette man in front of me tremble, and then I heard him shout, "Run." He began to run forward with three jumps and two jumps on the plum blossom pile.

With a bang, a sharp arrow whistled past my ears, so frightened that I immediately recalled the direction of the plum blossom stone pile that the smoke man stepped on just now, and jumped on him in the order of recollection and stepped on him, and did not look at his feet too much, and quickly jumped forward and galloped forward.

I was worried about my teammates behind me, but the whistling of arrows kept ringing in my ears, and I couldn't even look back.

The cold sweat at the sideburns continued to drip down the chin, and there were only a few plum blossom piles left in front of him, and the figure of the smoke man would also jump to the ground.

What fell from the top stone wall of the plum blossom pile was a green bean, but it was not a mung bean, and it was round and the size of a soybean grain. In the dark and damp underground, how can there be these beans that look like seeds?

The sharp arrows were still whistling past his body, and he didn't have time to think about the beans. After I jumped safely to the ground, I hurriedly turned back to check the condition of my teammates, the fat man and the seventh master, almost the same as me, jumped to the ground safely in front of and behind the feet, only the monkey was unlucky, and his arm was scratched by a sharp arrow, but the wound was not deep, and there was no sign of poisoning.

The fat man bent down very curiously, wanting to reach out and pick up a bean kernel to check, but I reached out with the smoke man to stop him.

I said that you don't want to die, fat man, this is an ancient tomb with a lot of organs, full of poisonous things, you have to prepare a coffin yourself before you die, I don't have time to bury you.

The fat man stood up straight, and said unconvinced that my speech was so ugly, my mouth was too smelly, and I hadn't brushed my teeth for too long. He also said that a small mung bean can turn out a few somersault clouds, he is just not afraid of death, and wants to see what moths this little green bean can make!

The fat man was so bad that I felt the urge to tie him to a plum stake and roast a whole pig.

At this time, the monkey came out in time to persuade me, and I also had a burst of evil fire in my heart, and I was very angry and angry, and I said to the fat man who didn't know what to do: "If you have the ability, eat these beans into your stomach, and I will call you grandpa, and if you don't call me your grandson." (To be continued......)