Zhang Zhuxun quickly knocked a few times and said, "Wait for me to come over."

Wu Xie lay on his back and silently retracted his hand. He rubbed his sore wrist with his other hand, then took out a roll of gauze from the small pocket inside his jacket, pulled a ball of it, and used it to plug the bleeding hole on Zhang Haixing's head.

This woman protected him when he fell. Whether it was intentional or not, she saved him. Otherwise, it would have been Wu Xie who was bleeding from the head right now.

Zhang Zhuxun's eyes were not affected by the darkness. He moved the stones to create an area for the fat man, and then continued to explore the gaps in the stones near his left hand.

The space below is not too small, with big rocks supporting big rocks, and there is room to breathe, which is a blessing among misfortunes.

Feeling around, I suddenly felt a chain, which was made of iron.

He realized something instantly, recited a few Buddhist chants silently in his mind, and then called Wu Xie, [Find a mechanism chain, they should have built it specially, there is space underneath.]

Wu Xie listened attentively and understood what he meant instantly, and said: [Let's go.]

Anyway, even if they crawl out, there are still eager deadbeats waiting outside, so it would be better to survive from a desperate situation and find a way out again.

[good.]

Upon hearing the countdown clocked out by Zhang Zhuxun, Wu Xie sped up and wrapped the remaining gauze around Zhang Haixing's head.

[...Three, two, one.]

The iron chain rubbed and twitched, making a creaking sound. The two people who were awake felt that the bottom was empty, and the whole stone and people fell down.

The space below is not a vertical fall, but a very long slope with steps.

After a lot of rolling and crawling, Wu Xie flew to the sky and when his soul was singing to himself, he smashed onto a human flesh mat with a gorgeous sound.

With a crash, the rocks above fell down.

Just as Wu Xie was about to adjust his posture to protect his head, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder, and together with the wide flesh pad underneath, he was dragged to the corner of the steps, one with each hand.

In the darkness, I could only feel rocks constantly crackling and rolling down the steps. The heavier ones would hit the bottom directly, while the lighter ones would bounce off.

The noise lasted for about half an hour. Wu Xie's outer knee was pressed against a stone. He estimated that all the stone castles above had collapsed and the stairs were firmly blocked.

Feeling a little squeezed, Wu Xie moved in the opposite direction, and immediately heard a series of cracking sounds coming from the side of his leg, and cold sweat broke out immediately.

He was really afraid of this kind of serial fart death and broke through the level.

Zhang Shuxun was right behind him, pressing against the wall. Sensing his nervousness, he patted his shoulder and turned on the pocket lamp mounted on his collar.

The moment he saw the light, Wu Xie almost burst into tears. It was not easy for such a special girl.

"It's okay, it's just some dead people's bones." Zhang Zhuxun said softly.

Wu Xie quickly turned around and found that Zhang Zhuxun was sitting on a skeleton to make room for himself.

Fatty and Zhang Haixing were each huddled in the arms of a skeleton, half-conscious and half-conscious.
Chapter completed!