Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Strange Lost
Anyway, it shouldn't be the kind of cell boss hanging around his waist in the costume TV series, right?
Damn, Ding Li suddenly thought about it, Remington is also a weapon to break the door. In many anti-terrorism movies, there is not a person who shoots at the lock of the door and then kicks the door open.
Wait, it looks like it's just a normal door. Inside this broken prison, the rooms are like tank armor, and I don't know if Remington is useful? The problem is that even the gun was thrown out by him.
This made Ding Li suddenly remember, when the armor was small, his master told him a folk tale.
It is said that when Wu and Yue were fighting, Wu Wangfucha, who was still the crown prince, lost the battle and was exiled to the territory of Yue alone. He was so hungry that he saw people selling wontons asking for two pennies a bowl, but he only found one penny after touching the armor in battle for a long time.
As a result, in annoyance, he threw away the penny that he couldn't even afford a bowl of wontons. Then I met the wonton sellers, all of them were a penny. The more the future King Wu thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and even the heavens were playing tricks on him, so he wanted to kill himself with a sword.
Of course, it doesn't matter if you are rescued by a beauty and have a story of love and betrayal.
The important thing is that Ding Li feels that he has personally experienced the kind of mood that the husband has experienced in the story!
"When I go out and find that bead, we can travel to other worlds and make a fortune. You can also go back to the original world......" Probably afraid that Ding would never return, Tom shouted from behind the door.
"Didn't your bead be searched by the police?" asked Ding Weizhong.
"Of course not," called Tom from behind the door, "I hid my things before the police caught them." Only I know that place, and if you want to get me out, I will take you there!"
Ding Li smiled, if he didn't have beads on his body, he would naturally be very attentive to his words. But since Ding Li already had two beads with him and could go back at any time, he naturally had no interest in what Tom said.
Moreover, according to Ding Li's guess. This guy said that he hid the beads before the police took them away. Then the biggest possibility is the place where their group was ambushed by the police. Maybe it's under that rock or grass.
Where the hell are the prison guards? Why did they walk for a long time and didn't see a single figure? Ding Li suddenly remembered that the monster he encountered threw a lot of broken arm wreckage, and those fragmentary corpses were the corpses of the prison guards......
Thinking of this, Ding Li walked back and wanted to find that place. Let's see if the key can be found on the corpses of those prison guards.
Who knows, I walked around for a long time, but I never got to the place. Walking around, he was back in front of Tom's cell.
Hearing the voice, Tom exclaimed with joy, "Are you back so soon?"
Ding Li said angrily: "It seems that I encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and I can't get out at all!"
Dan spent ten points to make Ding Li proficient in two languages. One is naturally English that communicates with Tom and them, and the other is the language of the country.
Now Ding Li began to find that this kind of language proficiency did not make Ding Li have two more languages in his mind at once. It seems that when communicating in these two languages, you can ignore the verbal barrier and directly understand the meaning, which is very mysterious.
Now, for example, Tom directly dissociates the ghost hitting the wall as: "Labyrinth? How can there be a labyrinth here?"
Ding Li said angrily: "How do I know!" In his heart, he had already begun to think of a way to crack the ghost wall. It would be nice if Fang Xiaozhu came back!
"I'll try again," Ding Li, unable to give up, closed his eyes and walked forward with his feelings. Many times ghosts hit the wall, but the yin qi is too strong, and it easily blinds people's senses. He believes that is the case now.
At such times, according to the ancient legend, the best thing to do is not to trust what you see in your eyes and what you hear in your ears, and go out with your eyes closed.
It's a pity that in this dangerous place, maybe you have to hear something weird coming from, and if you really close your eyes, you need to have a good psychological quality.
Ding Li closed his eyes, and as soon as he couldn't see his surroundings, he began to be suspicious in his heart. It seems that there is some kind of ghost with teeth and claws around him, and he is about to do it to himself.
Fortunately, Ding Li's more than ten years of internal boxing cultivation was not in vain. Don't think that Neijia Boxing is a kung fu that specializes in teaching people to fight, but it has evolved step by step from the ancient Taoist guidance kung fu of breathing and breathing.
Ding Li's master had already told Ding Li. Neijiaquan is actually the introductory movement of the two kinds of kung fu in the cultivation of the Daomen.
Regulating emotions and minds to calm the mind is the most basic kung fu. However, it is even more difficult to keep your heart at any time and at any time!
Taking a few breaths again, years of cultivation made him focus on breathing, and he threw the hairy fear out of his mind.
However, it didn't take many steps. Ding Li's nose touched the cold, high-grade cement concrete wall. This is a complex building inside, walking around with your eyes closed, I'm afraid it's not very applicable.
Bang bang...... , Ding Li slapped a few palms, but it was empty, nothing was touched, and there was no effect.
After all the methods were exhausted, Ding Li actually turned around a few times and returned to Tom's door again.
"Why are you back again, and haven't come out of this labyrinth yet?" exclaimed Tom, surprised.
This time, Ding Li didn't even have the strength to speak. Leaned against the big iron gate and sat on the ground. The palm thunder consumes the yang energy in the body very much.
Although Ding Li has practiced inner boxing for more than ten years, he is not yet in the house. According to his master's words, at most, it is the Peiyuan stage of refining and refining essence.
Tossing and going like this, I have long had the feeling that my whole body is soft, and the thief has gone to the empty building, and now I am tired to death.
"Hey, you seem to have sacrificed a lot of energy points!" Ding Li sat on the cold concrete floor, speechless.
Tom behind the door probably didn't have any strength anymore, and said weakly: "Of course, there is everything with sacrifice." We've traveled through four worlds, and there were about a hundred of them, and now we're only a few of us left! But if we want to die, we can go back, and we all make sure that we are all Monopoly!"