Chapter 62: The clay pot is broken

Several long stones had already fallen from the front, and the clay pot directly below had been smashed to pieces, and hair was crawling underneath.

Looks like someone was here last time and touched the mechanism.

The crack was long, and the feldspar hanging behind it stretched as far as the eye could see, reaching into the darkness at the end.

Such an eerie environment, coupled with the mountains of jars piled up below, makes people feel wooden.

"There are a lot of copper nails on the stone wall of the gap, which are for people to walk through, but we can't walk through it, once we step on it wrong and touch the mechanism, the stones on it will fall down and smash the jar." Xie Yuchen said softly, "The passage is too narrow, even if I am not injured, I can't use it inside."

Wu Xiaoxie looked at the stones on it, each one was estimated to weigh a ton, and it seemed that the chains hanging them were very strong, "Why don't you go over the stones above?"

Xie Yuchen sighed, "It seems to be feasible, but don't forget, what we can think of, the people who built this place may not know that the Zhang family is the most proficient in inverted tact, and such an obvious gap is obviously a cat."

"What then?" Wu Xiaoxie scratched his head, "Except for the above, we can only step on copper nails or clay pots and go, no matter which one is looking for death, and we don't have the Escape Technique to penetrate the wall."

sighed silently in his heart, if only the little brother and Muyu were there, this mechanism would not be difficult for them at all, and they would definitely be able to find the law of the copper nail, or fly directly against the wall.

Xie Yuchen thought for a while, leaned sideways into the gap, carefully picked up a piece of pottery, returned to the ground, and let Wu Xiaoxie step on it.

Wu Xiaoxie raised his foot and just put it on, but before he could exert himself, the pottery pieces were shattered into slag, and he had no choice but to spread his hands, "The material of these clay pots is too rough, and they have been put away for so long over the years, not to mention that people stand on them, I estimate that they can be broken even if they blow their breath."

Xie Yuchen was also extremely depressed, "The person who designed this thing is simply amazing, and he doesn't intend to let people live at all."

Compared to Wang Zanghai's strange Yin skills and the strange formations of psychedelic minds, the mechanisms here seem simple but practical and effective, and there are no flaws.

In ancient times, the news of the organs was generally driven by stones and iron chains, and with the degree of sturdiness here, even if an earthquake occurred in this mountainous area, the organs here would hardly be affected and damaged.

In front of this kind of pragmatic and simple organ, it is useless for him to scrap his brain cells.

He suddenly found that he had successfully turned the danger into a disaster in so many murderous tombs, not because of how good his life was, but because there were people around him who had been solving problems for him, and when he encountered difficulties, he would always look for those three people as a matter of course.

Because his teammates were very strong at the beginning, he subconsciously felt that as long as he was in the tomb, there was nothing they couldn't solve.

However, the reality soon gave him a slap in the face with a burlesque dance, Wu Xiaoxie hung his head in frustration, his teammates have always been strong, and in addition to his experience during this time, there is no master with him, and the lack is still the shortcoming.

Someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder, Wu Xiaoxie was shocked, and when he looked forward, he realized that he had actually walked to the well at some point, and if he took another step forward, he would fall.

Xie Yuchen dragged him back a few steps quickly, stared at the well water vigilantly, and lowered his voice, "It's very wrong, there may be something strange under this water, I actually heard a series of rustling sounds just now, as if someone was talking, leading us to jump into the water."

"What?" Wu Xiaoxie was a little confused.

"Didn't you hear?" Xie Yuchen looked at him, staring into his eyes carefully.

Wu Xiaoxie was even more dazed, what did he say? Is there anyone else here besides the two of them? That's terrifying, isn't it?

He wanted to ask Xiaohua if she had heard it wrong, but it was actually the sound of water.

But after thinking about it, his emotions just now were indeed a little abnormal, and the idea of self-indulgence and even some self-loathing suddenly emerged, as if urging him to die quickly.

How could he, a man who had been able to live in an almost unopened antique shop for many years, have such a stupid idea?

"We can't afford to delay any longer." Xie Yuchen quickly took out a bundle of rope from his backpack

, one end was handed to Wu Xiaoxie to grab, and the other end was tied to himself, "It's too weird here, I can only try to hit it hard, it depends on whether the ancestor blesses it or not."

"What are you going to do?" Wu Xiaoxie had an ominous premonition.

Xie Yuchen took out a purple sand bottle with a whistle size from the small bag he was carrying, pulled out the stopper, poured out the black powder inside and smeared it on his hands.

"What is this?" Even through the gas mask, Wu Xiaoxie could smell the strong smell of Chinese medicine on the powder.

"It's a Chinese medicine and charcoal ash used to absorb sweat, and it can also refresh the mind." Xie Yuchen grabbed Wu Xiaoxie's hand and wiped some on each of his wrists, "I'm going to lie down on these jars."

"Give me some of your precious blood." Xie Yuchen put away the small bottle and stretched out his hand towards Wu Xiaoxie.

Wu Xiaoxie's eyes widened in shock, "You're crazy!"

"These jars shatter when you touch them, how are you lying down!"

"Hurry up." Xie Yuchen urged, and Wu Xiaoxie had no choice but to give him the bottle containing the unicorn blood.

Xie Yuchen wiped a cotton swab dipped in blood on his neck, and then wiped some on his body.

"If you stand up, you will step on broken things, but when you lie down, they will not necessarily break, as long as there are many pressure points to spread the weight, even the light bulb can lie down."

Wu Xiaoxie couldn't care about the distress at this time, and took out a cotton swab to help wipe him.

Although they knew that this method was too risky, they couldn't think of a better way than this at the moment.

Xie Yuchen took off the iron plate he was carrying, cut the glow stick with a short knife and got some of it on himself, then took off his shoes and lay down on his back, using his back and buttocks very skillfully, like a snake, and retracted into the crack against the ground at once.

Wu Xiaoxie nervously held the rope and wrapped it around his palm twice, turned the light into it, and swallowed, "Are you sure?"

Xie Yuchen's eyelids glanced down, "Not sure you're coming?"

Wu Xiaoxie shut up, held his breath, and didn't dare to disturb him.

Before lying down on the clay pot, Xie Yuchen took a few deep breaths and relaxed his whole body, muttered something in his mouth, and then leaned in.

For a moment, the exhalations of the two paused together, and the friction sound of the clay pot under pressure seemed to be like thunder in the quiet environment at this moment, and it seemed to be accompanied by the crisp sound of some flakes about to be fractured.

After waiting for a few seconds, Xie Yuchen listened to the sound in his ears and confirmed that these jars showed no signs of cracking, so he continued to rub in with confidence, and moved his whole body up little by little.

Wu Xiaoye watched him move forward without any hesitation, and soon there was already a distance.

A few minutes later, the fluorescence in the pitch-black gap had penetrated deep into about thirty meters inside, and Wu Xiaoxie could only see that the fluorescence was constantly moving.

Although those clay pots are still making frightening sounds, they are all false alarms, seeing that Xiaohua is so smooth, Wu Xiaoxie gradually calmed down, and continued to put the rope in his hand, he will have to use this to climb over later.

Listening to the heavy panting sound echoing in the stone room, Wu Xiaoxie couldn't help but shout inside, "Take your time, we are not in a hurry, and no one is fighting with you, just rest when you are tired."

Soon, in the intermittent heavy gasps, Xie Yuchen's voice came out of it, and he said angrily: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, ***let me rest in this kind of place?" I don't think I'll die fast enough."

Wu Xiaoxie was unlucky when he heard him say this, and he hurriedly snorted a few times, "Don't talk nonsense, in case Lord Yan feels that it is difficult to be gracious, it will be bad if he ticks the book of life and death for you in advance."

Xie Yuchen smiled, and said in a calm tone: "This is not a technical job, as long as there is no accident, I lie down and don't pay much attention to my back, I can pass, I'm afraid that the original clay pot has been cracked, and it will be directly broken by me, this kind of thing depends entirely on luck, I am faster and slower, and the ending is the same."

"Since the ending is the same, I'd rather skip the wait."

Xie Yuchen's voice sounded too calm, and Wu Xiaoxie suddenly thought that he had had many similar thoughts before, and he immediately felt that he and Xiaohua were

's hearts are indeed very similar, and a lot of nonsensical thoughts feel normal to people like them when they understand it.

But compared to Xiaohua alone, her life experience is much better.

"We're far away now, and I can't help you much, so you don't want me to recite and pray for you." Wu Xiaoxiao said.

Xie Yuchen said slowly: "When I really have an accident, you can read it again, now you can sing a little song to distract me and help me relieve my tension."

In this situation, this joke is not funny at all, Wu Xiaoxie felt a little depressed in his heart, and pretended to be calm and said: "You work hard, and when it comes out, I will take you to listen to the Huangmei Opera sung by the fat man, and you two can have a good exchange on this aspect."

Xie Yuchen snorted, and after a while, the voice came out of it, "I think you are on a donkey, that fat man is not the material for singing Huangmei Opera at first glance, I am afraid that I will not be able to beat him when the time comes."

Thinking of the fat man's broken voice, Wu Xiaoye couldn't help but laugh.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Jian Yuchen say, "Wait a minute, if it's really broken, you will lose the rope and run quickly, run as fast as you can, don't worry about me, the master won't blame you."

Wu Xiaoxie heard why something was so wrong with this, and his heart tightened, "What nonsense are you talking about? Nothing really happened to you, did you?"

The heavy wheezing sound had died down at some point.

Xie Yuchen replied vaguely, focusing on a jar under his left ear.

The moment he moved, he could clearly hear the click of the pieces rubbing against each other in the midst of the heavy and small sounds.

Unfortunately, there's a broken jar here.

He didn't know how big the hole was, and if he pressed it, the contents would come out.

Wu Xiaoye didn't hear his answer, coupled with what he said just now, he felt more and more bad in his heart, "Xiaohua, what's wrong with you?"

Still didn't respond, Wu Xiaoxie became more and more anxious in his heart, "Xiaohua, is the jar broken?"

Xie Yuchen snorted sullenly, "Run, the worms are coming out."

Wu Xiaoxie chuckled violently in his heart, he didn't think that Xiaohua would joke about such a serious matter.

Could it be that the jar is really broken, what should I do?

Wu Xiaoxie was in a hurry, eager to punch the air, thinking that this time Xiaohua was afraid that it would be difficult to escape, and the entanglement between the third uncle and the reconciliation chain back then would also be staged in the juniors of Wu Jie's two families.

Will he be saddled with the title of "Liberator Harvester"?

No, that's not the point, if Xiaohua dies, he will soon be gone.

Suddenly thinking of something, he asked in a suppressed voice, "Is the jar completely broken?"

Xie Yuchen didn't hear the movement of someone running away outside, and was full of helplessness, but he still replied, "No, it should be a crack."

Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly said: "Then don't move, remember, don't move, pretend that you are a corpse, you have the blood of a wooden fish on your body, and his blood is a corpse beetle king, as long as you don't move, the corpse turtle king will walk around you even if it comes out."

He remembered very well that at the beginning, under the hydra cypress tree, the little red corpse turtle king that flew out of the head of the bloody corpse was originally going to attack Da Kui, but was caught by the wooden fish.

The corpse worm king has a highly poisonous body, and on the side of the shipwreck in Devil City, A-Ning's subordinates died in less than two seconds because they unknowingly touched it, and their whole bodies turned red.

But at that time, the wooden fish grabbed the corpse cockroach queen and immediately ran into the cave, and the little brother also chased after him.

Although he didn't know what the two of them did with the corpse turtle king in the end, there was no doubt that the blood of the wooden fish was indeed effective against the corpse turtle king, otherwise he would have been poisoned.

Xie Yuchen heard Wu Xiaoxie's words, although he didn't report any hope, but he still stopped as he said and did not act rashly.

After a few seconds, he suddenly felt a shadow fall on the transparent eye patch of his gas mask, and his breathing stopped instantly, and he stared straight at the small bug that was no bigger than a fingernail.

The little shadow crawled back and forth on the blindfold,

The legs with small fur hooks made a subtle clicking sound when they made contact with the blindfold, and the tentacles twitched as if to confirm something.

After a long time, just when Xie Yuchen felt that he was about to lose his breath, the little shadow suddenly buzzed and flapped its wings and flew away.

Xie Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't take it lightly, and sure enough, within a few seconds, the shadow appeared again, its tentacles trembled, and suddenly the whole insect turned to the outside of the crack, and then flapped its wings and flew away.

Xie Yuchen's heart jumped suddenly, and he hurriedly reminded Wu Xiaoxie, "There is a bug flying towards you, be careful."

"Got it." Wu Xiaoxie replied, his back pressed against the root of the wall, his eyes staring at the unicorn blood that opened the lid in front of him, and the few red blood-dripping corpse beet kings hovering on the side.

To die, more on his side.

At this moment, another one flew in.

The Corpse Worm King was not very interested in him, and he was attracted by the blood of the wooden fish after flying around him.

After a long time, Xie Yuchen, who had already rubbed the clay pot and climbed forward for more than ten meters, wondered if he was already gagging outside.