I can't bear to repeat the process. I only know that the blood flowing from Mrs. Huo's wound was black. We got a few backpacks and put all the things we should take into one of the bags. In the boy's backpack, we found two strange rings. At a glance, we knew that it was the initiator of the two marks I saw in the coffin just now. This thing must be very important in the boy's backpack, so we stuffed them all into the bags.

The oil bottle still didn't wake up. I carried him up and tied him tightly to him. The guy's weight was actually moderate, and his body had a very large muscle content, so although his figure looked thin and well-proportioned, his actual weight was much heavier than the last time I helped him.

The fat man carried everything else and Mrs. Huo's head. We planned to return the same way. Before leaving, we sent all the people who had breathed a sigh of relief back to the secret room. Although we knew that they would definitely not be able to wait until we came in next time, we still left some water and food. If they survived like that ghost, then we would leave a glimmer of hope.

Really, it is difficult to make such a choice, and I feel uncomfortable. But I told myself - I am just an ordinary person, and I can only do so much.

I went down from the burned hole and came to the floor I walked past.

I asked the fat man if he wanted to continue walking up. The fat man said, "Damn it, our purpose is to come in to save the young man. Now that the young man has saved him, why don't you slip away? Even if there are countless Russian girls dancing pole dance on it, I will never go up!"

There are many floors above the Zhang Family Ancient Building, and there should be various strange situations on each floor. But at this time, I was also rarely afraid to suppress all my curiosity.

We walked back carefully all the way, and soon we reached the ground floor.

I was sweating profusely and my feet were shaking unconsciously. Usually, I was a fat man in this kind of rough job, but now I felt like I was about to die suddenly. I didn’t expect that I could be so tired after carrying someone.

The fat man was so tired that he carried other things on his back. He stopped lighting a cigarette and said, "Wait first, we can't go back from the same path, that thing must be waiting for us there. Even if we don't wait for us, the quicksand layer is too difficult to walk. There are so many strange bugs, we will definitely be unlucky when we go down. We have to find the route for the guy to come in!"

The copper door was closed before, so the guy and the others must have come in from the way we came.

I thought to myself, how can I find it? This guy is in a deep coma now!

The fat man suddenly said: "!"

I looked down and found messy footprints. I looked at him with a confused look. He said, "You are with me, I think you are becoming stupid slowly. Look at the door here."

As the fat man said, I realized what he was saying. When I came in at the door, there were only two clear footprints, and I could tell at a glance that it was me and him.

#8221;The guys didn't seem to come in from the door." The fat man said, "Look, the footprints here are very messy. Now we can find out where they came in based on the pattern of the guy's soles."

I looked down at the countless footprints under our feet and realized that the fat man's method was feasible.

We followed his method and searched backwards all the way, and soon came to the middle of several pillars. We found that the footprints of the mud oil bottle actually came from a pillar.

#8221: Could it be the man who walked out of the pillar?" I touched my chin and expressed my doubts. The fat man put his face on him and looked carefully at the details of the pillar.

This pillar is carved with Pixiu-style patterns, which is really rare in ancient tombs. I am very sure the pattern is Pixiu - but on these Pixiu, I found some scales of unicorns. I think this may be a new type of mixed beast, or the style thunder was wrong, but the carving was so serious that it is unlikely to be wrong.

The fat man touched the butts of those Pixiu, suddenly let go, turned around and touched another pillar. After touching it back and forth dozens of times, he said to me: "The temperature is different! The materials of these two pillars are different. This pillar seems to be wrapped in some metal, but he specially worked as a painter who is exactly the same as the other one."


Chapter completed!