Hu Lichang himself went down to the mine over and over again. How could he not know that the map in his hand was wrong?
Unless he intentionally made a mistake.
What is this man thinking?
Liu Tiao whispered: "I heard that reporting the mine crisis to Panlong City was not the idea of ​​Chief Hu Li at all, but it was spread by two businessmen. Chief Hu Li had to report it in the end, so he criticized them for their good work.
The advocate is still a little unhappy."
A team member from behind suddenly said: "Sister Liutiao is right, the smell of this place is bad, a bit fishy."
Another person also said: "It seems to be a little hot."
Without sunlight, the bottom of a mountain like this should get cooler as you go down. There is a cool breeze blowing all year round in some underground caves, and the surrounding residents go to escape the heat, and even put on long clothes after a while.
But this passage actually got hotter and hotter as we walked, the air was still dull, the tips of Willow's noses were slightly sweaty, and several old men nearby also began to wipe their foreheads.
Could it be that there is geothermal heat below?
How is it possible? If a mine dares to open on a volcano, will it drag everyone to death?
It is impossible for Panlong City to start mining without investigating this situation.
He Lingchuan suddenly raised the fluorescent grass and pressed it against the mountain wall: "When did the tunnel wall become like this?"
Everyone took a closer look and saw that the originally dark stone wall had faded to gray-white at some point, and there were countless roots wrapped around it, which looked like blood vessels.
When I pressed it with my hand, I found that the stone wall was no longer cold, but very warm and even a little elastic.
The door panel suddenly said: "We haven't seen the fixed stakes for a long time."
The safety factor of the mine is not high. After the miners dig out the passage, they often use wooden slats and wooden frame doors to strengthen it. Along the way, they can see them every now and then without taking it seriously, but the recent journey seems to have
Never seen a single one again.
"We have been walking for more than a quarter of an hour. There seems to be no end. There is always this passage going forward." The team member behind said, "Could it be that a ghost is breaking a wall?"
"With the energy to protect us, it is difficult for us to use magic." The door panel said solemnly, "Let's take a closer look. It's strange, how can there be no branching paths in such a maze?"
He Lingchuan remained silent.
The weirdness of this mine tunnel is inseparable from the Jindu Ghost Child. Although the two ends he was chasing in Panlong City were not easy to fight, they could not create such a mystery.
Can't even the Yuan Power on their bodies break this illusory formation?
Sure enough, Dong Rui was right, "The later the ghost cubs are born, the more capable they are, so keep your spirits up."
There was an uphill road ahead. When everyone climbed to the top, they found a gap in the ground, only three feet high, like a flat mouth.
Thinking about it, I can only use my hands and feet to crawl in close to the ground.
Liuliu, who was the slenderest, lowered his voice and said, "I go first."
As he spoke, he held up his hands and passed through the cracks in the ground with a whoosh. His body was as nimble as a fish. If there were enemies ambushing beside him, he might not be able to seize the opportunity.
After she passed by, she looked around and raised the fluorescent grass: "It's okay, come here."
Then everyone climbed over one by one.
He Lingchuan deliberately stayed at the bottom.
When it was his turn, it was completely dark behind him, and there was not a single teammate left.
Falling to the ground means that you cannot draw weapons to defend yourself in this position, so everyone must pass as quickly as possible.
As soon as He Lingchuan lay down, he felt his calf tighten, and something grabbed him and pulled him back violently!
If someone has their legs grabbed by a ghost, their first reaction will definitely be to crawl forward desperately.
He Lingchuan didn't, he pushed forward with his left hand and accelerated his body to slide backwards!
The force pulling him was already very strong. If he accelerated himself again, it would be a double slip.
It was like a fisherman trying his best to pull the rod, but a big fish jumped out of the sea and hit him on the head.
Anyone else would be confused.
The black hand that pulled him didn't expect the prey to be so silky. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't forget to scratch it with his claws.
It is not big and is only three feet tall, so it is very suitable for such a short and narrow passage. However, the tips of its claws are nearly a foot long and can penetrate three-thirds of the stone. It is extremely easy to cut through flesh and blood.
If He Lingchuan doesn't turn around, it will attack his spine; if the prey turns around better, it will give him a gift of disembowelment.
But it forgets the key point: short people have short hands.
He Lingchuan is a majestic six-foot-tall man, and his legs are longer than his height.
To accelerate back like this is to kick it hard in the belly!
Before the monster's claws could reach his back mound, he was kicked more than seven feet away with a chirp and hit the mountain wall.
He Lingchuan landed on the ground and spun around, the knife already in his hand, and a faint cold light lit up in the dark room.
Sharp, but no wind at all.
The thing knew how powerful it was, so it turned over and hid, and its movements were as agile as a mouse being chased by a cat.
But he still felt a coldness and pain in his knee joint.
Everything below the joints was severed.
It screamed, the sound was like a baby crying, the high decibels combined with the refraction of the cave made He Lingchuan's eardrums hurt.
But this didn't stop him from taking the second blow.
The first sword was sharp, and the second sword was full of energy.
It's useless to leave this guy alive, he's going to kill him with one blow.
Unexpectedly, this thing seemed to know how powerful it was. Before it finished screaming, it leaned back and disappeared in an instant.
He Lingchuan's sword struck the mountain wall with a "simple" sound and penetrated three feet into the stone.
Wicker, the thin man heard the noise and hurried back, leaving the door panel and other guards guarding the other end.
"Appeared?"
"I took off one of its legs." He Lingchuan took out a bundle of fluorescent grass and approached the stone wall. "It escaped from here."
"Here?" There isn't even a crack in the stone wall.
Even if there were, they were just the marks made by He Lingchuan's knife.
"It retreated into the stone wall, just like jumping into water." He Lingchuan used the tip of his knife to pick up a section of the vine, and dark red liquid gurgled out of it.
All three people smelled the strong smell of blood.
Liu Tiao Daqi: "Will the mountain wall bleed?"
The thin man pointed at the broken vine and said, "This is like a blood vessel."
The three of them were silent for a few moments, and then spoke at the same time:
"This is real blood, not a cover-up!"
"This is definitely not a mine!"
"go back!"
He Lingchuan first rejected the thin man's suggestion of "going back": "The other party is planning on us. I'm afraid there's no way to go back. It's just a waste of energy. The only way out is still ahead."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not to mention this strange maze, if you encounter a ghost breaking a wall in the suburbs, the last way to go is to turn back.
Most dangers are behind you, and they are just waiting for you to turn around.
He asked the wicker again: "Is the blood flowing out of the wicker human blood?"
Liu Tiao sniffed it carefully, even dipped his finger in it to taste it, and after slurping for a long time he said: "It's a bit like it, but not quite."
"What's the difference?"
"The smell of iron is too strong. Although the blood already has the smell of rust."
"Let's go over there." He Lingchuan pointed to the seam in the ground, "I'd better take the back seat."
This time everyone passed through a crack in the ground and everything was safe.
"At least we can be sure that the monster here is the Jindu cub." He Lingchuan had just seen each other's face clearly. What's more, he had fought with its brothers before and knew that these monsters only have three fingers on their palms.
To be continued...