Hearing Wang Qiang's shouting, Lin Yi and Qian Sheng immediately rushed over, grabbed Wang Qiang's feet and necks and pulled him out.

Finally dragged him out of the thief hole, Wang Qiang sat on the ground in shock, panting heavily.

"Damn, it's so scary, I just climbed two steps, and the outer walls on both sides started to bleed out, look at my hands."

After saying that, he stretched out his hands and put them in front of his eyes.

The three of them had six eyes staring at his hands in unison, but there was nothing but dirt on his hands.

"What kind of hysteria? What about blood? Where did it go? ”

"Yes, Master Wang, this is the first time I have gone to the ground, but I can't help you from being so scared."

Qian Sheng kept caressing his chest on the side.

"No, I just saw blood oozing out of this wall, dripping from the top and falling on my head, you can help me see if there is anything on my head."

Looking at his nervous appearance doesn't look like a joke.

Lin Yi took out a strong flashlight from his bag, hit Wang Qiang's head, and looked at his hair for a long time without finding any suspicious signs.

"Don't always be surprised, there's nothing, I think you're hallucinating from lack of oxygen."

As he spoke, he took out a portable oxygen cylinder from his bag and handed it to Wang Qiang.

"Maybe it's a little hypoxic, I'm a little sleepy now."

As he spoke, Wang Qiang yawned, took the oxygen cylinder and pressed it to his mouth, took two sharp breaths, and suddenly the whole person was much more sober.

"Rely on that rest meeting, the money shopkeeper will help take care of it, I'll go first and take a look."

After speaking, Lin Yi turned around and got into the thief hole.

This hole can accommodate Wang Qiang's figure, and Lin Yi is naturally not a problem.

It's just that this passage is longer than the previous ones, and it is dug in a crook, and there is a strong smell of blood in it.

Just as he hesitated, he heard Qian Sheng outside start shouting.

"Master Lin, come out and take a look, what's wrong with Master Wang?"

Lin Yi didn't care about continuing to explore, and hurriedly accelerated and retreated.

Retreating to the previous tomb, I saw Wang Qiang picking up the sapper shovel with one hand, scolding angrily, smashing the wall at one time, and cutting the wooden frame with the shovel blade at the other.

Qian Sheng stood aside, already holding out his nine-section steel whip in his hand.

Wukong was also so frightened that he jumped up and down, squeaking and squeaking.

"Lao Wang, are you crazy? If we cut this thing, all four of us will have to be buried alive here. ”

Wang Qiang didn't seem to be able to hear Lin Yi's voice at all, and still brandished a sapper shovel to chop and chop.

"Money shopkeeper, what's going on?"

"I don't know, I was fine just now, sitting here on oxygen, and the two of us were still chatting, but after a while, people suddenly stood up and opened with shovels, and I couldn't get close."

"I can't care so much now, throw out the whip, wrap his feet first, this guy, let's vomit enough to choke on a pot of food."

Qian Sheng nodded, took out the nine-section whip, found the right time, and threw it out of his hand, just wrapped around Wang Qiang's feet and neck.

The upper body was still exerting force, and his feet were suddenly restrained, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Lin Yi followed closely and rode on his back.

Wang Qiang riveted his strength and struggled, and Qian Sheng also came up to help, and the two of them finally stopped him.

Unexpectedly, this kid lay on the ground for a while, and actually snored and fell asleep.

"Hey, we're tired like grandsons, he's fine, he's going to sleep upside down."

Qian Sheng stood up from Wang Qiang, panting with his hands on his hips.

Lin Yi frowned.

Reached out and patted the back of Wang Qiang's neck.

"Get up, go back to sleep, when we come here for a vacation?"

Wang Qiang didn't react.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand and wanted to turn him over, but as soon as his hand clasped Wang Qiang's wrist, the whole person was suddenly stunned.

"Not good!"

Lin Yi hurriedly turned Wang Qiang over, let him face up, reached out and took out three silver needles from his backpack and roasted them with fire, and saw that the acupuncture points were submerged into Wang Qiang's throat.

I twisted it with both hands, and then pulled it out, and the silver needle was already half black.

The second needle was directly pierced into the center of Wang Qiang's heart and lungs, and the silver needle was pulled out, and the needle was slightly dark.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Lin Yi let out a sigh of relief, took out the powder ground from the "Snake's Eye Cistanche" plant from his bag, picked a little bit the size of a soybean grain, and poured it into Wang Qiang's mouth.

After a while, Wang Qiang chirped twice, turned over, and fell asleep again.

Lin Yi touched his pulse, and it seemed that he was still a little unstable.

"What the hell is wrong with him?"

Qian Sheng came to him at this time, looked at Wang Qiang on the ground and said:

"Do you look at Wang Ye's symptoms, like the 'Nailhead Seven Arrows Book' head lowering technique you said?"

His words can be regarded as waking up people in their dreams.

Lin Yi's heart was like a mess, because just now he had already detected signs of "dead pulse" in Wang Qiang's pulse.

Wang Qiang's fate was really hanging by a thread just now.

But the reasons for his situation are unknown.

Qian Sheng's words are just the right time to remind.

"I didn't think of that!"

Lin Yi picked up Wang Qiang's head and pulled the hair on the top of his head.

Three tiny pinhole-like blood spots appeared on Wang Qiang's head.

"I really made you right, Money Shopkeeper, he really won the 'Nailhead Seven Arrows Book', and it was the most vicious kind. Hand on! ”

Qian Sheng immediately went over and helped Lin Yi to help Wang Qiang to sit firmly by the wall.

Lin Yi took out three silver needles, and put them down from the left and right Fengchi acupoints on the back of his head, the left and right Chengling acupoints, and the Shenting acupoints on the front.

Then he vigorously broke Wang Qiang's mouth open, and used the broken copper and iron at hand to press against his upper and lower teeth.

The last needle stabbed through the fontanelle.

I saw that Wang Qiang's whole person was in respiratory arrest, from his face to his neck and then to his whole body.

"Master Lin, nothing will happen to this, right?"

"No, I know it!"

Wang Qiang held his breath for more than a minute, and Qian Sheng didn't dare to breathe on the side.

Suddenly, I heard a "poof" sound under Wang Qiang's buttocks.

It feels like the dirt on the ground is going to be broken apart by his fart.

The entire burial chamber was instantly filled with a foul smell.

"My mom, this is almost catching up with Huang Daxian'er, it's all spicy."

Qian Sheng hurriedly took out the gas mask from his bag, and did not forget to give one to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi put on the mask, took out a piece of white gauze from his bag, and covered it on Wang Qiang's Heavenly Spirit cover.

After a while, I felt that the gauze in my palm became wet, and when I took it off, it was three crystal clear ice crystals.

Each one was still stained with blood, and it had melted almost halfway.

"Fuck, fuck, who the fuck put gas bombs here, who did it? Who the did this lack of morality? ”

Wang Qiang, who had just woken up, was not spared lying on the ground, and when he smelled the smell here, he couldn't help but scold.

(End of chapter)