Chapter 9: Birth

Leaving Tang Sancheng's body, Bai Yi and Ding Dali returned to the path, whether the spiraling path led to life or a road of no return, everything depended on the sky.

Step by step, Bai Yi's body has been tightly tensed, maybe any step down, the mechanism will be triggered, the terrifying quicksand will come again, Ding Dali is also afraid, his throat has been ringing like a muffled thunder, that is the fear of death, not afraid of death? It's just a reason to encourage yourself to live!

The stone walls on both sides are cold like the face of death, Bai Yi doesn't look at them, just buries his head in looking at the road under his feet, and walks for half an hour, this upward road has no end, in a small space, you also need to bend your knees to move forward, although half an hour is not long, but your legs are already sore, Bai Yi is like this, the tall Ding Dali can't bear it, and has begun to gasp heavily.

"Brother Bai......" Ding vigorously wiped the beads of sweat on his head, and his legs were constantly trembling.

"You wait here, I'll go up and have a look." Bai Yi let Ding Dali rest in place and hold himself up, this will not be an endless road, right? No matter how large the tomb is, the space is limited, Bai Yi took out the flying knife on his body, carved a mark on the wall as a mark, and then continued to move forward.

Ding Dali sat alone on this long bluestone path, the longer he passed, the more he felt that the hairs on his body stood up, and in the silent space, fear spread little by little, until Bai Yi's voice sounded: "Dali, come up, I found the exit!" Ding Dali climbed up quickly like an arrow from the string, he shared his hands and feet, and after a while, he had reached Bai Yi's location, only to see that Bai Yi's head was a heavy bluestone slab, Bai Yi had already dug a gap next to the stone slab with a flying knife, and there was a faint light on it, shining on Bai Yi's head, which was the hope of life......

Bai Yi took out another flying knife and threw it to Ding Dali: "Hurry up!" ”

The two kept digging around the slate, until the slate moved a little, Bai Yi retreated to the side, Ding vigorously spit two mouthfuls of saliva into the palm, roared, and pushed the slate up with both hands, and the light from the outside suddenly shone on the two, and the two struggled to climb outside, and collapsed to the ground weakly......

I don't know how long it took, Bai Yi let out a long breath, and he shouted, "Vigorously, we're out." ”

Bai Yi didn't get a response, he looked sideways, Ding Dali was lying on the ground, the nails of his hands were digging into the dirt, he was enduring his sadness, but there was a muffled sound in his throat, which was suppressing his emotions, Bai Yi sighed, almost the whole army was wiped out!

Ding Dali recovered by himself, he didn't wait for Bai Yi's comfort, Brother Bai is such a person, but it doesn't mean that he is ruthless and unrighteous, Dali asked with red eyes: "What to do with this slate?" ”

"Seal it up." Bai Yi's heart suddenly moved: "No, don't seal it too hard." ”

Ding Dali was stunned for a moment, he thought in his rough heart, maybe Brother Bai thought that the brothers inside could still breathe? A burst of desolation hit his heart, he held back his grief, carried the slate back to its place, grabbed some mounds of earth on it, and did not cover it tightly, and then staggered behind Bai Yi, on the plain of Nuoda, the backs of the two became farther and farther away, until they disappeared in the vastness......

At this time, it was the autumn of 1931, this year is also known as the 20th year of the Republic of China, this year, from the Shanghai business community began to set off an anti-Japanese trend, this trend spread to the whole country, the trouble is vigorous, all this has nothing to do with Tang Sancheng and Bai Yi, because they each embarked on an unusual road, 1931, will be the end of the vast majority of people, but it is about to become the beginning of these two......