"It's moving, it's moving."

Seeing that the orcs were about to rush in front of them, the flip boards under their feet changed rapidly, and they quickly changed the corridor in front of them. Several flip boards were like stone doors, blocking the orcs tightly.

"Hehe, it's really like a Rubik's Cube."

Before the fat man was happy, he felt his feet staggering and almost fell down. The other corridor where everyone was also spinning rapidly, all the flip boards were opened, and everyone was suspended in the air at once, and everyone fell into a long and dark corridor without any warning.

ah

After a panic scream, everyone fell to the ground.

"Ahem."

Everyone was almost fainted by the sudden drop, but fortunately there was not a hard ground below. Even so, Zhang Meng was also drowsy. Listening to the wailing sounds coming from beside him, Zhang Meng asked, "Are you all okay?"

"It's okay? I almost fell to death by Fatty Master." The fat man curled his lips in dissatisfaction and said, "Damn it, Fatty Master, my butt is almost broken into eight petals.

"Eight petals?"

"puff"

In the dark environment, Zhao San, who was knocked dizzy, heard the fat man's words and laughed out loud. He didn't care about the pain, so he said to the fat man: "I said you little fat man is so happy, how could he look like someone whose butt is broken into eight petals?"

"If you fall into eight petals, you can't scream?" The fat man said dissatisfiedly: "I said old bandit, do you still have a conscience..."

Although the fat man and Zhao San were crying, their tone seemed to be fine. Zhang Meng didn't listen to their jokes and shouted to the other people in the dark: "Xiaolou, Laizi, Aokiji, Iana."

In the dark environment, there was no response, only a burst of pain came.

"Um."

"hiss."

"Brother A Meng, I'm here."

Looking for Xiaolou's voice, Zhang Meng walked over, then hugged Xiaolou in his arms and said, "It's fine, it's fine."

"Woo woo." Xiaolou cried aggrievedly.

"Damn, I'll tell you two, can you not be fucked in front of Fat Master?" The fat man who was bragging to Zhao San, heard the voices of Zhang Meng and Xiaolou, and immediately cursed: "Although I can't see it now, don't be Fat Master, I don't exist."

"Haha, and I." Lai Zi smiled in the dark as he listened to the fat man's words.

As everyone laughed one by one, Aokiji also joked rarely: "It's okay, it's so dark here, the young master is free."

Hearing the laughter around, Zhang Meng knew that not only Xiaolou, Fatty, Zhao San, were fine, Lai Zi and Aokiji were still alive, Zhang Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then she thought of Ia Na and asked quickly: "By the way, where is Ia Na?"

"Iana?"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned at the same time, and then they realized that there was no voice from Ia Na.

"Damn it, it wasn't that lost when it fell just now, right?"

Listening to the fat man's stinky mouth, Zhang Meng said anxiously: "Look for it quickly."

"Look, where can I find it?" The fat man glared and said, "I didn't know where to get out of the flashlight after I just made it. Now we don't know where to find it, so how do we find it?"

"Sister Na." Hearing everyone's words, Xiaolou immediately sobbed: "Sister Na"

"Don't worry, she won't have any trouble." Seeing that Xiaolou was really anxious, Zhang Meng quickly comforted Xiaolou, and then hurriedly said to everyone: "By the way, she still has a rope tied to the rope."

"Yes, we are all tugging on the ropes." When Zhao San heard Zhang Meng say this, he remembered that Iana was tied with the ropes tied to everyone: "Even if she really fainted, she might not fall far away."

As they said that, everyone set off together, and pulled the ropes on their waists to find Iana.

"No need to look for it, I'm fine."

In the darkness, Iana's answer came.

"Damn, if you were fine, you would have made a sound." Hearing Iana's mature and sexy voice, the fat man was so angry that he looked at Zhang Meng: "I said, we can't see anything now, what should we do?"

Although Iana didn't say anything, Zhang Meng felt that Iana's voice was a little strange. Since the other party said it was okay, Zhang Meng didn't say much, so she said to everyone: "Everyone see if there are any other flashlights on her hands? It's okay to have a nearby one."

"My falls."

"Mine fell off, too..."

Hearing everyone's response, Zhang Meng shook her head in disappointment. It seemed that it was really troublesome now. If there was no light, what would happen next? It would be difficult to do whatever you want.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Zhao Sanyu laughed twice, took out a small thing from his pocket, then lit it, lit the tobacco pole that he never left, and said, "It seems that we only have this little light source left."

"Old bandit, it's really OK. I didn't expect you to keep such a skill." Seeing Zhao San's lighter, the fat man was happy: "Don't worry about the light source, just illuminate it."

"It may not take long." Zhao San shook his head and said.

"It's okay, there is a light source, let's look for it again to see if we can find the flashlight." Zhang Meng took advantage of Zhao San's lighter and hurriedly searched the side.

Before everyone could do it, he heard the fat man pointing in front of him in surprise and shouting: "Damn, there is, there is."

"Have it?" Looking at the cheering fat man, Zhang Meng asked in confusion: "What's there?"

"Eternal Light," said the fat man: "There is an eternal light behind you."

"Eternal Light?" Zhang Meng was delighted when he heard the fat man say this, and quickly turned around, but in a flash he fell into disappointment and muttered: "I said fat man, are you fooling me..."

"Damn it, you really think Fatty, I'm free."

"Then you say, why is the eternal light called the eternal light?" Zhang Meng smiled bitterly and said, "How can the eternal light not be on?"

"Also... maybe it's burned out." The fat man also felt that Zhang Meng's words were reasonable, so he had to find another reason: "After all, this tomb has been around for hundreds of years, and there is nothing he can do if the oil is burned out."

"No, you said you've burned it all, so what's the use of finding it?" Zhang Meng shook her head.

"It's useful or not, it's always better than we can only rely on a lighter now," said the fat man unwillingly: "Anyway, there's no way now, just be a living horse."

"Cut" Zhang Meng said, but the fat man was right. Now he found that he was better than Yu Xing. However, he was not as anxious as the fat man, but continued to look for the flashlight rolling on the ground with the faint light.

The fat man didn't wait for everyone, so he took Zhao San's lighter and lit it. After lighting, although the eternal light did not light up at once, a faint flame still ignited.

"Oh, ah, it's really burning?" Seeing that the fire was really rising, the fat man shouted: "Come here quickly, come here."

When everyone was stunned when they heard the fat man's long-lasting words, they were stunned at the same time, but before everyone could catch up, the little flame that had just ignited was extinguished.

"Huh, what's going on?"

The fat man looked at it with a suspicion, but he did not notice anything abnormal. After a while, he lit the eternal light with a lighter. The eternal light that seemed to have burned out again lit up a faint fire.

"Little fat man, where are you?" Zhao San shouted.

"Nonsense, can't you see the firelight?" The fat man said angrily: "Although this eternal lamp seems to have burned out, fortunately, it can still light a few flames."

"What?" Zhao San asked in a trembling voice as he listened to the fat man's words: "You lit the light? Why didn't I see it? Mengzi, how many flames do you see?"

"Isn't it just the lighter on the fat man's hand?" Zhang Meng, who was walking over, said in surprise: "Where did the light come from?"

"I said you can really talk lies with your eyes open..."

Seeing that the fat man didn't seem to be fake, Zhao San looked shaking and stared at the fat man in front of him and said, "No, little fat man, I don't have the heart to joke with you."

"Che's old bandit, I don't believe you're talking to Fatty Master." Fatty turned his head to look at Lai Zi walking behind: "Let Ergouzi say, I believe what he says."

Facing the fat man's question, Lai Zi quickly shook his head: "It's really only the flame of a lighter."

"No?"

Although the fat man didn't believe everyone's words, he trusted Lai Zi very much. Lai Zi rarely joked with him. At this time, Lai Zi couldn't be the same as Zhang Meng and Zhao San, but now even Lai Zi said that there was only the flame of a lighter, which made the fat man feel a little nervous. The fat man secretly looked back, and after this glance, he almost scared the fat man's three souls and seven spirits away. The newly burning eternal light behind him was extinguished at some point.

Once, the fat man may be regarded as an accident, but twice, it cannot be explained by coincidence.

"Someone?" The fat man panicked.

Seeing that the fat man was panicked, Zhao San quickly looked aside, and then said, "Where is it?"

"How could I know." Seeing that I didn't see any figure, the fat man was puzzled, and quickly took a few steps back and said to everyone: "Don't come here first."

"Mom and Fatty Master, I'm not going to see who I am." As he said that, the fat man took the lighter just now and lit the eternal light. But no matter how the fat man lighted it, he couldn't burn the eternal light.

When Zhao San saw this, he was a little dissatisfied, "Oh, I said, little fat man, were you fooling Uncle San just now?"

"Who is fooling you all right?" Seeing that Zhen could not light the eternal light in front of him, the fat man Yu Qian stepped forward and broke off the lamp on it. Looking at the last ashes inside the lamp, he cursed and said, "Cao Zhen is so unlucky, she is completely out of oil."

Zhao Sanyi looked disbelief: "Can it be such a coincidence?"
Chapter completed!