Everyone felt that there was an unusual existence here, so they temporarily stopped in the middle of the white tunnel and took the opportunity to move their numb arms. Due to the influence of the environment, everyone was in danger and hesitated, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

I began to suspect that this tunnel leading to the altar was simply a trap. The things inside were constantly interfering with the five senses such as sight, hearing, touch, smell, and taste. The fatigue caused by always maintaining a fixed posture will make people's limbs numb and lose their original keen feeling. The fishy smell like a salted fish also makes people feel distracted.

Moreover, when the eyes are covered with tape, there is absolutely any sense of direction. Once you are too nervous, you may turn around and lose the reference to move forward. However, this is not a joke. You dare not easily pull off the tape to see things in the tunnel, so you have to remind everyone walking in front that, first, no matter what happens, you must lean against the wall on the left and do not leave; second, no one is allowed to pull off the tape on your eyes without authorization, nor do you scare yourself, as it is like being disorganized.

I heard the fat man at the front of the team say to me, "Old Hu, there are snakes in this hole. Have you heard it? There are still many fucking people. If you don't take off the tape, you will die. Should we just wait for bites? I'm thick with flesh. Although it's not a big deal, my commander is covered in iron and can he crush a few nails? He can't resist the poisonous snake's bite."

Under normal circumstances, we have a way to deal with it, but now five people are equal to five blind people. If there are really poisonous snakes in this tunnel, we will basically be like the meat placed on the chopping board, and we can only let it bite.

I raised my index finger to my lips and said to the fat man, "Shh... don't make a sound, listen carefully, first, listen if there is really a snake." Even Uncle Ming and others held their breathing and listened quietly to the movements around them. Some people said that people with blind eyes have several times stronger ear sounds than ordinary people. Because the loss of one body's functions will double the use of the other function, it becomes more developed. However, we are just covering our eyes by ourselves now, not really blind, so we don't know whether we are temporarily concentrating our whole body and mind on our ears, or whether the unique structure of this white tunnel produces a special sound-collapse effect. In short, even some subtle sounds seem to be invisibly amplified, and the hearing is particularly clear, making people feel uneasy.

After listening carefully, there were constant sounds in front and back, and the "hissing" poisonous snakes spit out loud. And the number is unimaginable. There is another possibility. Maybe they are not many, but the sound has been expanded many times by this tunnel, giving people the illusion of being hidden like a tide. The sound shows that the group of snakes seems to be approaching us quickly. I don't know what the people in front of me feel, but I can feel that Shirley Yang, who is closest to me, is already a little trembling. The powerful friction sound of snake scales, and the unique metal sharp sound of snakes when they are swallowing and spitting are different from any other type of snake. This sound is very familiar, only that kind of exquisite black snake has it.

We have seen a black snake with a short body and a strange eye like a sarcoma growing on its head. It is extremely aggressive and extremely toxic. Any part of the human body will die in just a few seconds. Hao Aiguo, an archaeological team member who went to Xinjiang, died under the fangs of this rare poisonous snake. The cruel situation in the Zaglama Valley that day is still vivid in my mind, and I can't forget it even if I want to.

At that time, we did not know its name and type. It was not until the temple of Shadow Evil Luohai City that we knew that in the ancient demonic country, this kind of black snake called "Jingjian Ahan" had existed, and was the guardian of the ghost cave.

It would be reasonable to encounter a black snake "Jing Jian Ahan" in this white tunnel leading to the altar, but we still lack sufficient mental preparation. How could we expect in advance that there would be so many poisonous snakes in this tunnel that requires close eyes to pass safely.

I remembered my experience in the desert, and I felt a little more attentive. With just this skill, the poisonous snake seemed to have reached its feet, and people's breathing became heavier. The nervous mood can be imagined. They are all using their greatest concentration to try their best to restrain their panic, because everyone remembers the warning on the stone gate, and must not open their eyes, otherwise something very terrible will happen. That is the tradition of the evil Luohai priest, and I am afraid that it must be based on some unknown reason. Now we can only risk our belief in its correctness. We must not easily break this ancient taboo until the last moment.

I suddenly thought that if someone couldn't help but pull off the tape on his eyes, Uncle Ming would definitely be the first to be the first to be. Although A Xiang was not brave, fortunately he was more obedient, so he held Shirley Yang and A Xiang's shoulders in front, touched Uncle Ming behind the fat man, and grabbed his arm with one hand. If he had any inappropriate actions, I could stop them in advance.

Shirley Yang reminded us later: "If it were really a black snake with naked eyes on the top of their heads, with their aggressiveness, they had already rushed over and bite people. But when they heard the sound, the snake group was not moving fast, so there must be problems here. Don't take off the tape from the eyes first."

I said to Shirley Yang: "There are no poisonous snakes in the world that do not bite people. Maybe these guys have just eaten snacks and have no appetite for us for the time being..." Speaking of poisonous snakes biting people, I suddenly thought of some murals I saw in Jingjue Ancient City. The murals depict the cruel scene of poisonous snakes biting slaves. The slaves stared helplessly... By the way, it seems that all slaves bitten by snakes stared at each other and died with their eyes open. Dozens of murals are the same. Is it just a coincidence? Or is it the letter in the mural

Is there a special meaning? Maybe it's because I have a wrong memory, and the subjective imagination. The slave's eyes in the murals are not all staring at me. Those scenes suddenly blurred in my mind, but I still vaguely feel that maybe it is because we didn't open our eyes that the poisonous snakes around us did not come to attack us. Maybe the strange eyes like sarcoma on the head of the black snake, and the bioelectricity in the eyes of living people, will be discovered. Therefore, you must never open your eyes in the white tunnel. This is the secret of "the big black sky strikes the Thunder Mountain"?

This thought flashed through my mind, but it increased a little bit of confidence that I could not open my eyes. I clamped Uncle Ming's right arm and stuffed his other arm to the fat man, and clamped him between the fat man. Uncle Ming was shocked and thought that the fat man and I were going to treat him as a shield against the poisonous snake. He hurriedly asked, "What are you doing? Don't... Don't joke, you are neither big nor small, what are you planning?"

The fat man did not miss any opportunity to find a cheaper person, even if it was just a verbal one, he replied casually: "I plan to be your grandfather marrying your grandmother and having a son to be your father, yo... a snake crawled onto my feet..." The sound of the fat man kicking the snake away from the darkness came from the darkness. Uncle Ming in the middle suddenly became heavy. If it weren't for the fat man and I, he would have died of horror at this moment, and he would have collapsed to the ground.

I also felt the snake body squirming at my feet. In this situation, I couldn't help but feel scared from my bones. Entering this white tunnel is like facing a test paper full of multiple-choice questions. I need to make correct judgments continuously. Sometimes I don't even have room for thinking, and I can only get full marks. Any small mistake in choice will be instantly judged by life and death, which is irreversible. What we have to make immediately at this moment is whether we should remove the tape from our eyes under the siege of snakes, can we take the risk of destroying the thousand-year taboo? I couldn't hold it anymore, raised my hand, but did not remove the tape in the end.

At this time, Uncle Ming's voice was trembling: "Snake, poisonous snake... The poisonous snake has crawled onto my neck, help me, Brother Hu." I was also in a daze, and I loosened my arm with my arms slightly. I felt that Uncle Ming suddenly pulled out his right arm, probably trying to use his hand to push away the poisonous snake that was crawling onto his neck.

I realized that before Uncle Ming's arm was completely pulled out, I grabbed his hand tightly: "It doesn't matter, don't worry about it, this ******* is all hallucinations, not real, the poisonous snake cannot come out of thin air. Now there are snakes in front and behind. We didn't feel a snake when we came all the way..." Before I finished speaking, I felt a bang on the helmet, something fell from the top of my head, cold and smooth, and with a "hiss", it slid along the helmet to my back shoulder. The cold fear immediately spread throughout my body. This could not be the illusion that "the big black sky strikes the Thunder Mountain" made people feel. Two hundred percent were real poisonous snakes.

I threw my previous estimate, that is, I would not be attacked by the black snake without opening my eyes. I didn't bother to hold Uncle Ming's arm anymore, and quickly used a mountaineering pick to remove the poisonous snake on my back. Suddenly, I heard the fat man curse: "Are you a Hong Kong farmer? How dare you throw the snake at me? The flesh on my body is tied up and looks for training, right?" Uncle Ming also took the opportunity to pull out his hand and shake off the poisonous snake on his body, but unexpectedly threw it on the fat man.

Shirley Yang and A Xiang kept pushing away the poisonous snakes beside us. At first, we were in a row of columns advancing against the tunnel wall. Later, in order to monitor Uncle Ming, we changed the formation and changed to the front three and the back two, and two rows advanced horizontally. At this time, we were disturbed by the poisonous snakes, and the formation suddenly became messy.

My eyes were covered and I couldn't see anything. I don't know who hit me. I staggered a few steps toward the side, and stepped on a soft ball of things under my feet. I didn't have to see that it was a snake. I was already a little bit big and two big. Where did these snakes come out? I quickly shrank my feet and turned around. When I stood firm, I felt that I could no longer tell the difference between the east, west, south and north.

At this time, I heard the fat man shouting nearby: "I can't stand it. I'm blind enough. I'm going to open my eyes and take a look!" I quickly touched the sound, pressed his arm, and shouted: "Don't pull off the tape. If those snakes really intend to hurt people, we might have been dead for a long time. If you don't look at them, they will not feel our existence and will not launch an attack."

When the rest of the people heard the shouts of me and the fat man, they all came over to find a sound. Everyone gathered again. Uncle Ming was still in shock and gasped and said, "Brother Hu is really worthy of being the top master of the Jinshi Captain. He is calm in the face of danger and is as good as a god. Everyone must not open their eyes. From now on, we will do whatever you do."

Shirley Yang whispered to me: "There is such a possibility, but I think it seems more than that. There are dangers in this tunnel, and people's self-control are limiting. Our eyes have become burdens here. Staying for one more minute will make you more dangerous. You must move forward as soon as possible."

If you want to move forward again, you must find the right direction, but now you have completely lost your sense of direction. The only way is to find a wall first and then pay attention to it. The sound of snakes wandering around you resounded through your ears, and conservatively, there were no less than a few hundred. I pulled everyone to explore and encountered a snake on the ground. I gently kicked the side and touched the cold tunnel wall.

As soon as I stood still, I heard a series of footsteps coming from one end of the tunnel. The distance was very far. I quickly reached out and touched the four people around me, Shirley Yang, A Xiang, Uncle Ming, and Fatty. Who was following us? Or was he rushing towards us? Remembering the situation where I leaned out from the stone gate and peeked into the tunnel. Could it be that thing came again?

The footsteps were coming from far to near, and when we were in the white tunnel, it was even more thrilling to hear the sound. The heavy steps with echoes were getting faster and faster and denser. Each stroke made people's hearts tremble. We couldn't run away at this time, and we couldn't see it. There was nothing we could do for a moment. Five people were close together, and I held the paratrooper knife in my hand, sweating profusely.

The group of snakes in the tunnel were also alarmed by the sound of footsteps falling to the ground. They wandered around and disappeared completely. I hurriedly groped on the wall and found that there were some fist-sized caves very close to the ground. They were very deep inside. Putting their hands on the entrance of the cave, you could feel a faint cold wind. Eighty percent of these snakes had crawled into it. We wanted to hide but couldn't.

I said to Shirley Yang: "Is it really a natural movement in crystal stone...? I don't think it's right." Blind superstition of scientific principles is essentially similar to blind superstition of traditional superstitions, and they will blindly follow people and fall into a fixed pattern. I am not unbelievable to what Shirley Yang said, but putting herself in her shoes is indeed far from what she speculated.

As we spoke, the sound had reached our side, and I could still hear the fat man's teeth gritting. It was conceivable that everyone was extremely nervous, but the sound of footsteps landing suddenly stopped. Due to the special terrain of the white tunnel and the unexpected, we didn't hear where the thing was located. It was possible in front, back, left and right. It seemed that something was standing in a nearby corner, staring at us, not knowing what it wanted to do. At this moment, it suddenly became surprisingly quiet, far more terrifying than something rushing towards me.

Our nerves were tense and were in a state of high alert. After a long time, there was no movement. He listened sideways. There was no other sound except our heartbeat and breathing. Everyone was a little relaxed. They thought that Shirley Yang was right, so he stopped being suspicious of dark ghosts. This sudden sound of footsteps like a torrential rain scared away the poisonous snakes.

I groped and counted the number of people again. Axiang cried and asked me if I could take off the tape. My tears were sealed inside, and I felt so sad.

I refused her request firmly. I wanted to cry and waited for the tunnel to cry again. Then I studied where to go with Fatty, Shirley Yang. Since I couldn't figure out which side of the tunnel wall we were at, I had to find a way to confirm the direction first.

Although the white tunnel is not wide, it is not straight. The total area of ​​manpower is only possible. With a little bit of exploration, it is impossible to tell which places have curved turns. Although there may be no fork here, you can walk on one side of the wall and at least you can return to the starting point. However, the mysterious places under the underground of Luohai City, where ancient rituals are held, enter the tunnel of the altar, and go back without doing anything. Will there be any danger coming? No one of us knows and cannot guarantee it, but this potential danger cannot be ignored. When possible, it is best not to go back.

The fat man said that according to my commander's humble opinion, we have to think of a way and walk to the higher ground, because when we enter the extinct volcano, the stone gate is facing the west, which is equivalent to walking from the bottom of the second underground lake to the bottom of the first underground lake at a height. The altar must be directly below the ruins of the ancient city. The higher the terrain, the higher the terrain, the higher the side is the west.

I thought about it, and suddenly I had a scheming, and said to the fat man that you know it was a fool's opinion. It is definitely right to walk west, but don't forget that from Longding Glacier to this white tunnel, Erosai City has one of the biggest characteristics. These people worship the abyss. We are always going downwards, and the deeper we go, the closer we get to our goal. So I dare to use my head to guarantee that although this tunnel leads to the first underground lake bottom on the west, it is tilted downwards and should go down.

Shirley Yang said: "The prerequisite for going down is certain, but we cannot see it with our eyes. Moreover, even if the white tunnel extends downward, the slope is extremely small, and it is difficult to detect based on the feeling. How can we tell which side is higher and which side is lower?"

I said this was easy to do, but it was the old way to "get the middle way when you encounter water." As I said that, I took out the kettle, slowly poured the water inside to the ground, and touched the water to which side of the water flowed, and knew which side was lower.

The direction problem was solved in a moment, so everyone reorganized the team, and as before, groped and continued to walk in. I couldn't get up here even if I wanted to be fast, so I could only move forward step by step. The mysterious footsteps in the tunnel were sometimes unchanged, as if they were following us closely. I cursed in my heart, but I had no choice but to do anything about it. God knew what the hell was, so I had to carry forward the spirit of optimism. On the bright side, I thought, maybe it was the natural sound in the "sound-moving stone" that was making a weird thing.

I walked out three or four hundred steps, but I still didn't reach the end, but at least it means that the direction we are moving forward is correct. Otherwise, more than a hundred steps will return to the exit. This white tunnel is very long and after walking for a long time, I still cannot get used to the environment therein. If I am troubled by this darkness for a long time, it will be a test for anyone's psychological tolerance, not to mention that there is something that is like a ghost and shadow nearby.

As I walked, I suddenly thought of an important thing. When I thought of these things, my whole body was trembling. I hurriedly said to Shirley Yang in front: "From the beginning of entering the tunnel, I ignored a detail. There is a taboo in this tunnel on the stone gate. You must close your eyes to enter. But Uncle Ming and I... I had already poked our heads from behind the stone gate to see the tunnel. It must have crossed the boundary at the door. That was, at the beginning, the rules here were broken. It must be true. Of course, these were all the heads led by Uncle Ming."

Shirley Yang was slightly stunned when he said that everything we thought was deviated from the direction. If there were any evil spirits or other invasive substances in the white tunnel, they would have been released long ago? Why didn’t we be truly attacked?

Shirley Yang Xinnian moved very quickly. As soon as he finished speaking the questions in his heart, he had already given his own answer: "We are... sacrifices. Those black snakes do not come to attack, of course, it may be related to our eyes closed, and more likely because we are all nailed to the sacrifices."

I sighed. As a devil's sacrifice, I walked towards the altar of the evil god, what kind of mood would I feel in my heart? It's really uncomfortable.

I was complaining in my heart, and the fat man in front stopped and heard him ask: "Commander Hu, is that altar square or round? I have already walked to the end. Come and touch it. These stones are very strange."

I went over to touch the fat man, and then touched the stone wall in front of me. The shape was like a twisted twist. The terrain could not be identified with both hands. I wanted to take off the tape and see. Anyway, it was already a sacrifice, and I had already leaned into my head to see it. I had to die at the entrance of the tunnel, but suddenly I thought about it and I had an idea of ​​Uncle Ming.

I think when I met a snake just now, I was worried that Uncle Ming would not be able to control it, so I pulled off the tape from his eyes and clamped his arm with the fat man. But now I suddenly felt that my actions just now were a bit redundant. Based on my understanding of Uncle Ming, he was a suspicious, strategic, and cunning businessman. Of course, in a dangerous place, his insufficient realm was exposed, which seemed very artificial, but he definitely knew the interests. If one of the five people could not bear the pressure and pulled off the tape, then that person would definitely not be Uncle Ming, but the second one must be him. If he didn't tease him this time, Hu would no longer be Hu.

I quietly took out the unused tape, pulled it off a piece in secret, and gently posted it on my forehead. Then I explained to everyone in detail what I said to Shirley Yang just now. It is meaningless to take off the tape or not. At least Uncle Ming and I have broken the taboos in the tunnel. Anyway, this place has come to an end, so I will take my head first, open my eyes to see if there is any danger. As I approached Uncle Ming, I tore off the tape on my forehead, which made me grin. This was intentionally to let Uncle Ming hear it clearly.

Uncle Ming heard me pulling off the tape, but no danger happened, so he followed suit. I heard him pulling off the tape and rubbing his eyes. After a while, his eyes probably had recovered from the darkness and adapted to the surrounding environment. He only heard him say to me in surprise: "Are you wrong? Have you taken off the tape? Hu Bayi, Hu Bayi, you are a scumbag, you are a scumbag, you can't even think of this trick."

I was secretly happy and took off the tape. For a moment, my eyes looked at the things around me and heard that Uncle Ming suddenly stopped complaining to me, and turned to amazement: "No, didn't Miss Yang tell me what the footsteps sounded from the stone crystal? Then... Then what is behind us?"
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