Soon, my eyes suddenly lit up. The moment my fingertips touched the brick in the upper right corner, I felt like I had found it!

There is nothing special about this brick, but when you hold it on the surface of the brick, you can clearly feel the floating of the brick. Unlike other bricks, it seems that they are using some kind of patch, which is quite firm, and the fingernails can also be buckled into the cracks in the wall.

It is the simplest press-type bracket!

I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this kind of mechanism is a bit more complicated, I guess I won’t be able to open the mechanism for a while!

I pressed it gently, and a heavy gear rolling sound immediately came from behind the wall. I squatted down, moving towards Qian Lao and the others little by little in the gap in the shooting.

Be careful in everything. Press the mechanism and evacuate immediately. Do you know if the mechanism I encountered was the mechanism that was exported? If not, if two poisonous arrows are shot, wouldn’t it be that the soul would return to the underworld!

The mechanical sound of the kakukan sounded behind me. I didn't look back, but just kept walking towards Mr. Qian. Be careful, there was no big mistake. If the mechanism was the mechanism that opened the exit, I would not lose anything. I just walked over again.

Besides, even if the exit appears, I can’t leave alone, right? Don’t you have to wait for Mr. Qian and the others to come before you can continue to set off?

And with my back to the mechanism, I always feel that something is the same, which is part of the reason why I don’t look back, fear!

It was not until I returned to Mr. Qian that I dared to look back.

I turned my head and saw that there was no extra exit on the wall behind, but the brick I pressed was concave, and there was no change in the rest. The whole wall was still good.

"What's going on? Are you sure you found the agency?" Old Qian frowned, his face not very good-looking.

"I'm sure I found a press-type machine and pressed it." I nodded. The cracking sound made by the mechanism when it was started could not be fake. It was obvious that something was being started. Isn't it an exit?

When I thought of this, my hair stood up all over my body and looked around with vigilance. What else could it be if it weren't for the mechanism that opened the path?

"Be careful! Squat down!" Mr. Qian suddenly shook, and as if he thought of something, he roared in a hoarse and horror voice. There was a corpse ghost in front of him, and there was a threat from unknown mechanisms behind him. The atmosphere was extremely tense for a moment.

"Hide the dragon!" Crouching tiger looked solemn and shouted to the middle-aged man with glasses beside him. The man with glasses nodded solemnly and lay on the ground.

"It is true that there is a sound of the mechanism starting, a simple structure composed of nine stone wheels. The final direction of the mechanism is to the south. The stone wheel rotates very slowly, so it should not be a deadly mechanism." Zanglong stood up, patted the soil on his body, held his glasses, and smiled shyly.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the gentle and elegant Tibetan dragon, I felt a terrifying feeling. The ear power was so strong that it was terrifying. It was simply inhuman. Even Ling Sanqi, I was afraid that it would not be able to compare!

"Is it right in the south?" Old Qian stood up slowly, staring at the wall in the south and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I hope this is the mechanism for export. We don't have much time left. One hand, the 15-shaking drum and the eight-character mantra are shaken for up to ten minutes. This hand requires people's energy to be emitted. It cannot be used for the second time in half an hour. If the time comes, we still can't go out, we will probably be torn into pieces by these corpses!" Wohu took a deep breath, staring at the wall in the south, and his eyes were swept.

When I heard these two big shots, my heart suddenly rose to my throat.

"Aren't you just a group of small shorts? You cut them into pieces with random knives, afraid that they would not be able to make a comeback!" At this time, a big man stood up behind him, pulled out a machete that was nearly 80 cm, reflected a cold light under the light of the strong flashlight, and walked over with a grim smile.

"Don't move!" Before the rest of them could say, my brow jumped suddenly and almost roared.

How terrible is this corpse ghoul? I have seen it in books. This thing is to tie a living person to his hands and feet, and peel off the whole skin completely. The peeled person will not die immediately. While he is still alive, he will soak the skinned person in the corpse oil and drown.

The painful struggle and howling before death also completely deformed the whole face. After death, it contained great resentment. After soaking the corpse oil for a long time, it became hard. The corpse turned into invulnerable swords and guns, and it was as powerful as a cow.

Compared to ordinary zongzi, this zombie ghoul is completely made of evil magic, which is more cruel and stronger. I remember how terrible the zombie was before. When I think of Zhang Yu's big guy being thrown away so far like a chicken and a baby, I feel a sense of terror, let alone the zombie in front of me.

This is not what you do if you die!

"Young man with a tender skin, you are old? If you are afraid, go home. Do you know how many good things are in the coffin? Even the coffin is jade, how much burial objects inside should be valuable? I don't believe it, this thing can be invulnerable to swords and guns!"

The man shook the bright knife in his hand, stared at the blood-red coffin behind the ghouls, his eyes shone green, and he swallowed his saliva.

This man was completely blinded by greed, so he could not see such an obvious crisis in front of him!

"Yes, but you have to wait thirty seconds!" Mr. Qian nodded, as if he was being told, but I felt a hint of disgust and cold light in Mr. Qian's eyes.

"Ticticaca..." As soon as Qian finished speaking, the wall at the direction where the Zanglong pointed was trembling slightly, and dust gradually fell from the connection at the top one after another. The thick wall slowly rose. In less than ten seconds, an exit at a height of about two meters appeared.

"Sure enough, what I just pressed was the exit switch!" I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the authenticity of the mural left by Ju Lizi had deepened.

"Just just right, there are 2 minutes left, enough for us to evacuate." Wohu lowered his head and glanced at his watch.

"Okay, everyone is ready to evacuate. As for you, just stay. Kill these corpse ghosts. All the treasures in the coffin belong to you. After that, you can choose to follow up or return the same way. Others think so, and you can stay. I won't force you." Old Qian said lightly, the strong man holding a knife in his hand and said.

"Okay!" A trace of light flashed in the strong man's eyes. The knife in his hand made a beautiful sword flower, staring at the jade coffin.

"Old Qian, I want to stay."

"Old Qian, I'll stay here, I don't know what was ahead at all. It's better to take advantage of it here."

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Chapter completed!