Lao Itch motioned to Wu Xiaoxie to climb down with him, Wu Xiaoxie pondered for a while, and felt that it should be feasible, and it was estimated that Lao Itch also fell directly into the pit and then climbed up along the bronze chain by himself.

There is an unknown danger on the top, and the only way to do it is to go down.

The sacrificial platform embedded in the top of the bronze tree in this coffin is about two meters, and there is nothing in the middle, it may be a multi-layer embedded coffin method like the Warring States period, and there may be a depression in the middle of this coffin, called the coffin well, and the coffin that really contains the corpse should be directly below, but I don't know how deep this coffin is.

The mycelium wrapped around the parasitic bronze chain contained water, and the hand held it on it and squeezed it out with all the force, and the smooth and wet moss, slippery as if it had been smeared with oil, Wu Xiaoxie was almost slippery and stopped, and the hole between the chains could only be maintained with a dagger stuck in the hole.

It took more than ten meters to catch up with Lao Itchy, and the two of them had already entered the inside of the coffin, inside the trunk of the bronze tree.

Lao Itch turned on the flashlight and shone it down, the fog here was much thinner, and you could basically see that the inside of the bronze tree was also engraved with the same cloud and thunder patterns as the outside.

The bronze chain kept going down, and Wu Xiaoxie looked around, wanting to see how big this coffin was.

The coffin well is rectangular, four meters long and two meters wide, and its inner wall can be touched with your hands, which is more than enough to hold the coffin.

The further down I go, the more pungent the smell in the coffin becomes, and I can't say it's weird, and after a few inhales, I feel a little tingling in my throat like a crispy pinprick.

It smelled poisonous, but they didn't have gas masks in their only equipment.

Wu Xiaoxie had wanted to retreat for the umpteenth time, but the old itch didn't seem to feel uncomfortable, and he didn't stop at all, as if he had gone mad, and he didn't know what was attracting him underneath.

Wu Xiaoxie scolded silently, and continued to climb down as much as he could hold his breath.

The coffin is bottomless, like a bottomless pit, Wu Xiaoxie wonders if it has been all the way to the bottom of the bronze tree, the distance they climbed up along the trunk from the outside is more than three hundred meters, if this bronze tree is empty from top to bottom, if this is the case, then it will be hehe.

Let him turn back alone to deal with the things above, he doesn't have the guts, he can only chase the light of the old itch's flashlight to judge the distance, but fortunately, the old itch's grandson crawls for a while and knows to stop and wait for him.

Wu Xiaoxie was sneering, and the sound of "oh oh" came out again!

What is surprising is that the voice did not come from above, looking at the unfathomable darkness under his feet, Wu Xiaoxie secretly screamed in his heart, this special mother must be the ghost thing's nest, this time it will be dead.

But the old itch only paused slightly when he heard the voice, and then ignored it and continued to crawl down.

Wu Xiaoxie's face turned green with anger, his eyes widened, and he had already greeted the eighteenth generation of the old itchy ancestor in his heart.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Wu Xiaoxie felt that the bronze chain in his hand seemed to be vibrating with the rhythm of the sound, as if something was climbing up towards him along the chain.

An endless chill suddenly surged in his heart, Wu Xiaoxie smiled bitterly and muttered, "Old itch, you are really going to kill me this time." ”

The old itch crawled for a while and noticed that Wu Xiaoxie was not following, so he stopped and shook it up with a flashlight, signaling him to hurry up.