Wu Xiaoxie remembered the illusions he had encountered in Qinling, and suddenly felt a chill in his back, and his bones were terrified.

At that time, he was really tortured, and he felt that he was about to evolve into a psychopath, and he almost doubted his existence.

"What you said can also be subsumed into Article 3." Zhang Qixun added a bracket after the third illusion, wrote the word "illusion", and suddenly laughed, "We have collected all four disciplines from metaphysics to engineering to psychology to quantum mechanics."

The fifth one hasn't come up with yet, and the four on the ground are [1. Ghost hitting the wall, 2. Mechanism, 3. Illusion (illusion), 4. Space folding].

The first one is too mysterious, put it aside for the time being, and the second one, the most studied mechanism here is Zhang Qixun, because he knows the original plot, Zhang Qixun directly crossed the back of the second article, and explained: "If there is a mechanism, it can only be the same as the submarine tomb, but obviously not, and I didn't find any traces of the mechanism in the tomb."

The third one couldn't prove that it was, but the fat man thought of a way to prove that it wasn't.

Human feelings can be affected, but bullets don't.

The fat man held the gun, pointed at the door of the tomb, shifted the muzzle of the gun to the side, and said to Zhang Qi: "You all stay away, in case the space folds as the innocent comrade said, the moment the bullet comes out of the chamber, it will hit one of the lucky ones."

Hearing him say this, everyone leaned against the wall of the tomb to avoid the area, and the fat man counted down three times and fired a shot.

There was a loud bang with echoes, and then, in full view of everyone, the door of the tomb shook violently, and a cloud of smoke exploded, and when I looked closely, a bullet hole appeared on the tomb door five or six centimeters below the muzzle.

Everyone's hearts suddenly burst, and then it was cold after brushing.

The fat man's hands holding the gun were trembling, and finally he was deflated and put on the ground, his face was particularly ugly.

Zhang Qixun punched a cross behind the third illusion.

Now only the first ghost hits the wall and the fourth space folds.

Pan Zi said categorically: "If it is the fourth, it is equivalent to directly sentencing oneself to death, none of us can get out alive, but since someone walked out of here ten years ago, it must not be the fourth."

The fat man retorted, "How can you be sure that it must be eight, maybe it will be six when you come in."

Zhang Qixun patted him on the shoulder, "There were a few people who didn't help us in our situation at the beginning, and if the fourth assumption is true, then all our previous struggles and efforts will be meaningless, understand?"

Wu Xiaoxie cheered everyone up, "Let's go through the information they left behind to see if there are any clues."

As he spoke, he handed out the basic notes and a book from the backpacks left by the dried corpses to everyone, and rummaged through them together.

Zhang Qixun got the book, flipped through two pages at random, and then picked it up and shook it, and the pages that were not very sturdy fell apart all of a sudden, and the photos in it fell out.

Zhang Qixun picked it up and looked at it twice, then handed it to Wu Xiaoxie, "Look at this."

Wu Xiaoxie was puzzled, took it and took a look, his brain buzzed, he stuck in his chest in one breath, and he was about to fall backwards with the whites of his eyes.

Zhang Qixun didn't expect his reaction to be so big, so he hurriedly supported him and stroked his chest to help him calm down, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, come, inhale slowly, and spit it out slowly."

Panzi and the others were startled and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

Wu Xiaoxie slowed down for a long time, his trembling body finally eased up, his hand tightly squeezed the black-and-white photo that was a little yellow, and his voice was hoarse, "This photo is a group photo of my third uncle and them at the dock before they went to the Xisha submarine tomb."

"What?" Pan Zi was shocked, "The photo of the third master!"

Wu Xiaoxie snorted and pointed out to them Wu Sanxing, Little Brother, Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling.

The fat man suddenly realized, turned his head to look at the dried corpse on the ground, "So ......

The fat man didn't dare to say the latter words, because the faces of Wu Xiaoxie and Pan Zi were too ugly.

Zhang Qixun sighed, such a worry-free third uncle is really a crime, that is, he pities Wu Xiaoxi, who has been kept in the dark.

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Ji Xun opened his mouth to break the calm atmosphere, "Since this team is the expedition team of the year, then it can prove that there are indeed people who walked out of here ten years ago, and they all cheer up, as long as we solve the ghost hidden in the shadows, we have hope to get out."

Wu Xiaoxie took a deep breath, rubbed his face, suppressed the uncomfortable emotions in his heart, and said, "Muyu is right, the top priority is to find that 'ghost'."

The fat man's eyes were on the few dried corpses on the ground.

"Not these people." Zhang Qixun waved his hand lightly, almost silently, "The 'ghosts' I'm talking about are not these people, but the real 'ghosts' that trapped these people in the first place."

Everyone shuddered in unison, and turned their heads suspiciously to look in all directions.

The fat man shook his lips and asked in a low voice, "How do you find it?"

Zhang Qixun pointed to the fat man's neck, and also whispered, "I need you to sacrifice."

When the fat man heard this, he jumped up and shouted, "Think beautifully, Muyu, you guy is so bad, I have lived and died with you so many times, you actually want to kill me and let my soul negotiate with the ghost, I won't do it, if you kill me, I will conspire with the ghost to make you worse, and I will follow you out, stand at the head of your bed, and scare you to death in my sleep."

Zhang Qixun's face was black, what is this?

"What are you talking about, don't lie to me, when did I say I wanted your life, I meant to borrow your gold talisman for use."

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered while taking off the touch gold talisman, "If you don't make it clear earlier, you'll be scared to death of the fat man."

Zhang Qixun laughed angrily, "I'll save trouble if I scare you to death, maybe that ghost likes your plumpness."

The fat man said "bah" twice, "Nonsense, you are the best-looking among us, the ghost wants to pick a bride to accompany it, you must find the best-looking one, you are okay when you come in for the first time, it is likely that the ghost is reluctant to give up you, the naïve old Pan Xiaoshun, you say yes."

The fat man also wanted to pull Panzi, and they echoed his words as foreign aid.

Wu Xiaoxie and the others listened to Zhang Qixun's meaningless bickering, and they originally pressed a stone, and their heavy mood relaxed a little.

Zhang Qixun scolded the fat man, "Fart, I'm too lazy to talk to you, bring it to you."

As he spoke, he pulled the gold talisman from the fat man's hand.

"Hey, you light, this thing is precious, you can compensate me if it is broken." The fat man shouted.

Wu Xiaoxie was puzzled, "Muyu, what are you doing with this?"

Zhang Qixun took out a lighter from his pocket and shook it, "Looking for a ghost."

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