I grinned in pain, and I couldn't even care about fighting with the fat man, this time I believed the words of the stuffy oil bottle, so I had to smile shyly and ask: "Little brother, how can we get over the current situation?" "People have a kind of dependence mentality, once there is a stronger person next to them, they will subconsciously give up thinking, such as I am now.

The stuffy oil bottle didn't reply, and gradually hit the flashlight upward, and then I found that above the hanging coffin, there were a lot of dense vines, about three or four meters high from the coffin, and the calm fishing above the coffin seemed to be not affected by the air flow at all.

The Stuffy Bottle looked at the vines, then beckoned to me and the fat man, motioning for us to come closer, and the three of us formed a triangle, and then he crouched down on the ground and drew a figure like a funnel, and in the middle of the funnel was a square thing.

As soon as I looked at this figure, it immediately understood.

Only the fat man couldn't find the north, and wondered: "This is ...... Horn? ”

I patted the fat man on the shoulder and explained excitedly: "What horn, this is a schematic diagram of the air flow, you see, the one in the middle is the coffin, why can those vines be calmly suspended on the coffin?" Because there is no air pressure in the middle of the coffin, the air pressure is squeezed to the periphery, forming a fan-shaped pressure ring, in order to form this special pressure ring, the bottom of this bottomless pit must have been artificially manipulated, such as the shape of the stone wall at the bottom of the cave to change, so as to change the direction of the airflow, since someone can put the coffin up, we must have a way. ”

The fat man reacted, hissed in his mouth, and said, "Do your hands and feet down there?" That's easy, let's go down and have a look. After speaking, he poked his head out and looked down, and said, "How long of rope did the little brother bring?" I don't think this hole is ordinarily deep, but don't go down and you can't get up. ”

The force of air pressure, the higher the stronger, it stands to reason that if you want to float such a coffin, there must be at least a drop of 100 meters, but I think about it carefully, this coffin is wooden, the weight is not large, and this bottomless cave space is very extensive, which is helpful for the formation of air pressure, therefore, the bottom of the cave may not be as deep as we imagined.

I told the two of them what I thought, and then said, "In this way, I estimate that the difference at the bottom of this cave should be about twenty meters, about seven or eight stories high, and the air pressure has been controlled in the center, and there is a flowless belt of about three meters from the mountain wall where we are, and we can go down safely." ”

The stuffy oil bottle nodded slightly and said, "Yes, you can try." The three of us separately reviewed the surrounding terrain, and finally found the relatively uneven side of the mountain wall, and then the stuffy oil bottle slammed the bronze knife into the crack of the mountain wall, completely submerged in the handle, I tried to measure, the chain connected to the knife, it was more than ten meters, only the thickness of an adult's fingers, folded and could be grasped, I couldn't see the material, but the hardness was amazing.

I couldn't help but ask, "Little brother, this knife is no worse than the Black Gold Ancient Knife, which bucket did you pour it out of?" ”

The fat man couldn't help but stretch out his claws to pull a few times, and the knife was stuck in the crack of the stone, not moving at all. "Tsk, good thing, little brother, where is that bucket, you tell me, I'll pour it again next time."

The stuffy oil bottle shook his head, and for the first time there was some helplessness in his indifferent eyes, and said lightly: "Let's go." "Immediately afterward, the stuffy oil bottle hit the head, we held the knife chain and groped down, during which I looked up more than once, for fear that the chain would suddenly break, or the knife would suddenly fall off from the mountain wall, and then it turned out that the stuffy oil bottle was very reliable, and it was very tightly inserted, and we went down smoothly until the chain reached the end, but still could not see the top of the cave.

Our equipment is carried by the fat man, I hit the flashlight, is the last to go down, so it is located on the top of the heads of the three people, as soon as I look down, I can see the top of the fat man's head, the fat man asked me to be careful, don't step on his head, I said: "Don't worry, you are about to become the Mediterranean, let's be a brother, the master can't bear to get down." ”

The fat man complained that I was unreliable, saying that he had thick hair, that the Mediterranean was a common disease of capitalism, and that a proletariat like him was in the red roots, how could the Mediterranean.

In the past, in this case, I was afraid that I was not in the mood to fight with the fat man, but now because the stuffy oil bottle is with us, I feel very safe, and I can't do anything big, so I relaxed my vigilance, and something happened.

When I was arguing with the fat man, I accidentally stepped on the air, and as a result, the whole person pulled the chain and slid down, and sat on the top of the fat man's head, and the fat man was pressed by me and wailed 'my neck.' Then I couldn't control the slide, only a moment before stopping, I was scared of cold sweat came out, quickly looked down, only to see the stuffy oil bottle holding the bronze chain in one hand, feet like Spider-Man lying on the mountain wall, the other hand against the fat man's ass, I suddenly met his black eyes, and suddenly had an urge to slap myself, this shame is big.

"Hold on." Fortunately, the stuffy oil bottle is different from the fat man, he didn't laugh at or despise me at the critical moment, he only glanced at it lightly, and then ordered us to grasp the chain, I didn't dare to take it lightly, and quickly raised my vigilance, and the fat man scolded below: "Damn, naïve, how long do you fucking sit on my head, grandma's, the pants haven't been washed for many years, quickly move it for Lao Tzu." ”

Underpants? I then remembered that I was wearing pants to swim in the corpse river, the river was full of corpse feces, if I didn't want to run naked, I would have thrown away this pants, forced a smile, I said: "I'm sorry, I didn't bring paper when I went out, in the past few days, it's all up to wipe my butt." ”

The fat man let out a grunt in his throat and howled, "You are not disgusting, I will strangle you." As we spoke, we had formed a column and fell at the end of the chain, but the hole was not yet at the end, I lowered my head, and was about to ask the fat man to take out the rope in the equipment bag, when the stuffy oil bottle suddenly smacked in his mouth, and then, like Spider-Man, suddenly let go of the rope in his hand, and the whole person fell straight down, silently, and instantly disappeared into the darkness.

It happened so quickly that I almost froze, and my brain couldn't think at all. Damn, what is he doing here? Are you going to kill yourself? At this time, the fat man also found that the stuffy oil bottle under his feet was gone, and exclaimed, "Damn, the little brother is missing again." ”

Where is missing, it is simply jumping off a cliff, I quickly kicked the fat man and said, "Quick, quickly take out the rope." "I was thinking that the stuffy oil bottle had probably found something, so I would let it go, so I asked the fat man to take the rope, but as soon as the words fell, a little green light suddenly lit up under my feet.

I fixed my eyes and saw that the light of the cold fireworks, in the miserable green light, reflected the expressionless face of the stuffy oil bottle, who was looking at me and the fat man, and then gestured at me.

What's going on? How can a stuffy oil bottle hang on a mountain wall? Is it the end?

I hurriedly hit the flashlight down, this look, suddenly shocked, it turned out that the stuffy oil bottle was not hanging in the air, he did not know when, held a finger-thick rope, I looked up along the direction of the rope extension, and found that the rope head of the rope was three or four meters high at the foot of the fat man, and there was an iron buckle at the top of the rope head, which was firmly hung on the mountain wall.

As soon as I saw this rope, I suddenly chuckled in my heart, this, isn't this what is in the equipment bag of the passer-by?

This kind of rope is said to be able to bear the weight of 300 kilograms, with several kinds of crossed iron buckles at the top, which can buckle most of the mountain rocks according to different environments, and the market is expensive.

So why is there no movement at all?

When I think of this, I can't help but feel a little strange, according to my speculation, it should be the stuffy oil bottle that came here first, and the surname Qi is behind, I thought he was still wandering around the tomb on the seventeenth floor, but I didn't expect to be one step ahead of the stuffy oil bottle.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the map in his hand, could it be that in that map, there was even a mark on the route to the eighteenth layer of hell? Why would passer-by A know something that he didn't even know about the stuffy oil bottle? Who made the map of the whole of Yabuda?

Seeing that I had not moved for too long, the stuffy oil bottle made another gesture and motioned for me and the fat man to get off the rope, and the fat man immediately grabbed the rope with one hand, took out the rope from the equipment bag, and buckled it at the end of the bronze knife chain, and then we climbed down the rope again, and soon, we reached a position parallel to the stuffy oil bottle, and he stretched out his hand to me, and said, "Come to me." ”

I didn't understand what he meant for a moment, but the boy had already grabbed me by the hand and pulled it at him, and my whole body was ripped over, and the bronze chain clucked with this shaking, and the scalp of the listener was numb, and he was afraid that the knife would fall out of the crack in the mountain.

Presumably, the stuffy oil bottle also had this concern, so I moved with the fat man to a relatively safe rope, and then, he dragged our rope, and as soon as his arm was forced, he only heard a snap, and countless gravel fell from above, and then, a bronze knife fell straight from above, and I looked up and saw that it was actually above my head, and my hand was so frightened that I almost didn't fall.

Fortunately, the stuffy oil bottle did not make a mistake, the knife was grasped by him less than half a meter away from me, and then inserted in his waist, I had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, wondering if this kid was intentional, where did I provoke him?

This time the fat man was at the bottom, I thought about the matter of passer-by, and I still felt that I had to ask about the stuffy oil bottle, so I considered my mouth and said: "Little brother......" The words just started, and the stuffy oil bottle shook his finger at me above, and said lightly: "Concentrate, there is something to say." ”

Go down? Although it is obvious that passerby A betrayed 'it', I always feel that he has his own purpose, although he is not on 'it's side', but it is impossible to be on my side, that person has a good hand, I am afraid that the three of them will go down rashly like this, maybe he will have some ambush below, and I will talk about it later, I am afraid that it will be too late.

I was about to open my mouth to explain the situation to the stuffy oil bottle, but there was a fat man's gasping sound below, as if I saw something terrible, I lowered my head at the same time as the stuffy oil bottle, and then the faint flashlight light, the scene in front of me made my hair stand on end.

Not only did I have a two-day meeting, but I had a cold since yesterday, and it seems to have worsened today...... A miracle doctor will save me.