Daomu Biji

In the moment, I have two judgments in my head. What exactly is this thing? I didn't pay attention to it just now. If this thing is originally here, maybe this is just what the small **** under me grew up like? If not, then this thing is alive, then things are a bit troublesome.

The sound of metal knocking was exceptionally clear. I looked around, and I said, "Is this a warning instead of asking for help?" I want to choose a retreat for myself when my heart is turning around, but I find that there is really no way to retreat. If the small flower changes because of this thing, I am even worse in this state. He can also knock on things to express depression. I can only hit the wall with my head.

However, although very panicked, my brain was very clear, rare and not dazed. I did not wait for the gadget to tell me what it was, but pulled a roll of bamboo slips out of a depression.

A good fellow, with a weight of five or six pounds, is used to the rice paper like Takumoto. The heavy bamboo slips made me feel awe. I got up and smashed the hair.

Bamboo slips are tied together. After so many years, the silk thread has long rotted into mud. When I grabbed it, it could keep its shape. Once thrown out, the entire bamboo slip fell like a maiden's scattered flowers and fell on the hair.

Can feel very clearly that there are very solid things in the hair, and the bamboo slips fall to the ground.

I watched with caution, thinking that if that thing moved, I jumped down at once, no matter what stepped on my feet, I ran out and said.

However, the thing didn't move. That kind of immobility is really immobile, like a dead thing.

I was vigilant for a while, and I was very resistant. I hope to be able to move so that I can let the girl run away, but if it does not move, he may be harmless. Maybe it was just a pile set up here, covered with hair. This means that I must go through.

Listening to the harsh voice, I settled down, and without further hesitation, I gritted my teeth forward. Within a few steps, I got closer and closer to the thing.

Imagine that in the dark, a large group of strange hairs stood there, and I did n’t know what it was in. During the shaking, the flashlight was paddled in the dark, and I took photos from time to time. The strange feeling was very uncomfortable. In the end, I had to stop looking at it, just lying on my stomach and trying to move it away as soon as possible.

Throughout the whole process, my back was numb. I felt that my hair was stinging on my back. I gritted my teeth and laughed when I could pass this level. It was really numb.

However, when crawling and crawling, I suddenly felt a chill, so I stopped and calmed down.

The back of the neck is really a little itchy, and it moved a little, but it was more itchy without reducing it.

I was cold all over the body, and suddenly realized that it was not my illusion.

Fuck, that thing is now behind me! I shivered violently all over my body, and all the feelings were concentrated on the back of the neck. I could almost imagine what was happening behind me. When I turned my head, my head would immediately be buried in a large mass of hair.

In an instant, I didn't know what the decision was for me. I slammed my head back and tried to knock that thing away and then ran away immediately. I heard a muffled sound, and there was a sharp pain in my back and a buzzing sound. Things are hard like iron.

I hit it hard, without any effort, it is not painful to describe, I bumped into seven meats, and I felt dizzy at once, my hand became soft, and when I immediately reacted, I rolled into my hair pile.

Struggled with his hands full of hair. The pottery under my feet was stepped on by her. The flashlight fell out of my mouth while pulling, and it rolled into the pile of hair. I did not dare to find it. I just felt that my hands were pressed on those little heads, my hair was wrapped in my nails, and I felt like I was pressing a lot of rags, and a lot of liquid was pinched out of my hair under my squeeze.

Didn't have time to feel sick either. In the chaos, I ran away immediately, and the front was dark with only the flashlight at the end and the feet were deeper and shallower, but I didn't care anymore. Soon, the jar was crushed by me, and my ankle was cut several times. I knew it must be broken, but I couldn't feel pain.

I rushed to the flashlight. There was no jar in front of me. I rolled out and found myself in a small stone room. The harsh metal sound stirred in my ear.

This kind of scene is simply hell. I called a few times: "Big Flower!" I realized that I was wrong. I still couldn't stand here. I got up and bowed my back to look around. Department, but who did not see him, do not know where to go.

At the same time, a strange thing attracted my attention.

It was indeed an iron plate, about the size of a round table, placed in the center of the stone room. At first glance, it was an extremely ancient thing, engraved with strange patterns. As Xiaohua said, it turned. The irregular metallic sound came from inside the iron plate, like a huge electric bell.

I also saw that the bottom of the iron plate is connected to the rock, and there is a dull hinge sound underneath. Obviously, the power of the iron plate comes from inside the rock.

But what about small flowers? So cramped here, where can I hide?

When I picked up his flashlight, I felt a sharp pain in my foot, and when I gritted my teeth, I looked back, and I could n’t see whether the thing was coming, and I heard the irregular tapping sound. Is this inside the plate?

The iron plate is very large, but there is no hole in it.

In order to verify, I took out my hammer and struck the iron plate while looking at the hole. To my surprise, as I struck, the sound of the following striking immediately changed, it seemed to be Respond to me.

"Fuck!" I was furious, and my heart was too naughty, how did you go on! Immediately circle around to find the hole, but the entire iron plate is completely tightly closed.

In the dark, the sound of a cracked pottery came from the passage. I took a breath of air and seemed to see the thing coming. Limping to find something to block the hole had no effect. Anxious, I could only continue to look for it while yelling there, "Tell me how to open it!"

Didn't call a few times, and I suddenly found that at the bottom of the plate, the part connected to the rock was active, as if I could pull out the shaft inside by carrying the edge of the plate.

I immediately fell down and resisted, because the plate was turning, so the edge of my plate was stuck on my shoulder and was immediately pushed forward. I shouted and followed the plate while pushing up.

Was extremely heavy at the beginning, but when the width of one palm was raised, it became loose at once, and the whole plate was lifted, and the iron shaft below was pulled out. The iron pan stopped spinning immediately, and I took a breath, and saw that the black iron axle was hollow, with an oval hole on the top, which led to the bottom, like a tube.

Percussion sounds continued, and I could feel the vibration passing along the axle to my shoulders. Obviously the small flower was below. I was not willing to call a few more times, but the result surprised me.

The voice I called here was very vague, and it was not the voice I wanted to call at all.

I swallowed saliva. I didn't know when I started. I felt that my throat was uncomfortable. When I called again, I found that the muscles in the throat could not be used. The sound was very strange. And it didn't sound.

I bit my lower lip and said badly.

The feeling is not that the throat is blocked, but that the muscles and vocal cords in the nasal cavity are paralyzed. Although they can inhale from the lungs, they cannot make a loud noise.

I squeezed hard and screamed a few times hoarsely, and realized that something went wrong. This is not a psychological effect, it is really speechless.

I didn't notice when it started. It turned out that it wasn't Xiaohua who didn't want to talk, but there was a problem with the environment here. What seemed to paralyze the vocal cords?

Is it because of the hair that I just touched? When I think about it, I feel really hairy in my throat, and I feel sick for a while, but this is obviously impossible, because Xiaohua does n’t seem to be able to speak without touching her hair, so I can be so quiet, maybe it is here Like air.

No wonder he keeps knocking, but what now? I actually do n’t need too much effort to carry this iron plate. Obviously there is a borrowing device under the iron plate. As long as it can be lifted up a little, the borrowing device will start. But as soon as I let go, according to the usual practice, the iron plate might get stuck, or it might be pressed down slowly. Xiaohua might be trapped because of a misjudgment.

Although, I think that if I think about it with the cecum, I can know that one cannot take such a risk when I am alone. I ca n’t understand why Xiaohua made this kind of mistake, but I do n’t have time to think about it now, even if I can get into the hole immediately After the iron plate is pressed down, I will probably be trapped like Xiaohua. Now we can only see what is going on.

I lifted the iron plate upwards until it almost reached the top. I loosened it a little bit. Sure enough, the iron plate didn't fall immediately, but it snapped a bit and then retracted bit by bit, and I expected the same.

I rubbed my shoulders, and after seeing that there was nothing in the passage, I immediately stepped over, put my head into the hole of the shaft, and took a photo.

Immediately I saw the complex organs below. The most is the black iron chain, with many things like cotton wool sticking to it, which are intertwined and still shaking, and strangely, I feel, I think It is difficult to get down from here, because the parts below are very cramped, if it is the shape of Xiaohua, plus the bone shrinkage, I do n’t know if it can pass, but I did not see Xiaohua.

I stood up and pushed the iron plate to the top again. At this time, no sound could be heard, so I had to poke my hand into the shaft tube and hit it.

The iron wall inside the knock was splattered with fire, but the flower still did not show up. The knocking sound transmitted from the wall of the tube did not even change. I was anxious to attack, and I could n’t scold it. I said that he was not only dumb, but also blind. Too.

Finally, I put my heart across and took a bamboo slip from the wall on one side. No matter how valuable or not, I just dumped it. This one worked, almost immediately, and the knocking stopped. I flashed my flashlight below, hoping to see the little flower, even if it was any part.

Sure enough, under the shadow of those iron chains and parts, a shadow appeared, and at the same time, I heard a muffled sound, but it was not the sound of people screaming, but a very heavy sound of rubbing stones against each other.

Suddenly I felt a little bad and felt something wrong. At this time, the metal knocking sound just now came out, but not from under the iron plate, but from the channel on the other side.

Inexplicably, I turned my head to listen and saw that the hair had appeared in the field of vision illuminated by the flashlight. The strange knocking sound came from it.

If I encounter a very terrible thing, I now have the confidence to deal with it calmly, but when I encounter a completely unexplainable thing, I really do n’t know how to face it.

What happened this time, the sound just came from below, I can't hear it wrong, but how did I go there?

I looked at the hair and did n’t know how the sound came out. At this time, I could n’t control the others. I put down the iron pan and let him fall slowly, and started to turn again. Then I lifted my hammer, wiped the cold sweat, and prepared A big fight.

There is no stuffy oil bottle and fat man beside me. After all, I am guilty and my feet are soft, thinking about my ending. If I hang this time, will the fat man and stuffy oil bottle feel sad when they go to the grave, this is missing B We just can't. At this time, I regretted that I easily separated from them.

However, looking at the speed at which this group of hair walks, it seems that I do n’t have no chance at all.

The harsh knocking sound is actually not the same as the one below. It is probably because the knocking thing is different. It ’s a little less harsh. I watched it move slowly and almost imperceptibly, and my heart was like coke. The idea of ​​whether to take the initiative to attack.

But as soon as I calmed down, I found that the sound was a bit problematic. When I listened carefully, I stayed. I found that I heard a miraculous sound.

There was a metal tapping sound over there, and when you listened carefully, it turned out to be rhythmic, and, listening to the rhythm of the drumming that turned out to be a flower drum show!