Following the direction of the black suit's fingers, we quickened our pace, holding a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, and quickly pushed towards the end of the cave.

The walls on all sides of the cave are covered with thousands of small holes, which look like a hornet's nest.

At first I thought these small caves were naturally formed and were some kind of underground wonder.

But the old blind man told us that these small holes were dug out manually with hammer after hammer. I really don’t understand why Cao Cao dug so many small holes in this place that is similar to an underground mine?

This is no small project. Although it is not as good as Qin Shihuang's construction of the Great Wall, it still requires tens of thousands of civilians, because there were no electric drills, excavators, etc. in ancient times. These neat holes are all

It's all done manually.

After arriving under the wall, the long-legged lady pulled out a cold firework from her backpack and threw it into the air. The dark space suddenly became extremely bright, and at the same time, a tall iron gate came into view.

This iron door was dark and lifeless. Facing this door, it seemed as if a bone-deep cold air was coming from the other side of the door. I took a closer look and saw that the door was covered with hideous and terrifying pictures.

The protagonists in the painting are tall people with strange iron masks on their heads. They are chasing a group of civilians wearing coarse linen clothes. Their eyes are fierce, like wolves that have entered a herd of sheep.

All the people caught by these iron masks were brutally killed!

Some had their heads twisted off, some were torn in half. Others were thrown to the ground, and their arms and legs were torn off in the blink of an eye, and the bloody corpses were eaten clean in an instant.

Although the lines of these pictures are simple, they vividly depict the ferocity of these iron masks. I only saw a few pictures and did not dare to continue reading, for fear that I would have nightmares when I went to sleep.

"Damn it, are the people in this painting? They're just a bunch of man-eating monsters." The fat man exclaimed.

The face of the long-legged royal sister was also very ugly: "They should not be human. Take a closer look. Are the iron masks in the painting unusually tall and tall? They are often several heads taller than the ordinary people who escaped. According to the average of the ancients,

Calculated from a height of 1.6 meters, these iron masks are at least two meters tall."

"More than two meters?" Fatty and I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Doesn’t that mean that with such a large group of iron masks, all of them are Yao Ming? This is the rhythm of forming an NBA basketball team! Ancient people generally could not keep up with nutrition. Even people who are 1.8 meters tall are called strange men. Cao Cao is

Where did you find such a group of tall weirdos?

Or is this just a trick that Cao Cao carved on the iron gate to scare us?

"If you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, I won't believe it even if I beat you to death." The fat man shook his head like a rattle.

"Look, there are words on the door." The long-legged lady ignored the fat man and continued to shine the flashlight downwards. The brightness of one flashlight was not enough, so she asked the two men in black suits who were accompanying her to turn on the flashlight together.

The long-legged sister's eyesight is indeed very ordinary. In the central gap of the big iron door, there is indeed a line of words engraved on it. There is a cross-shaped pit under the words. It looks like it should be a keyhole. Just insert the key into it.

This will open this door.

"The key to the underworld must be under the Nine Netherworlds." Long-legged Sister read in a pleasant voice.

"What does this sentence mean?" Long-legged sister asked with a frown.

Fatty and I are also confused. The literal meaning of this sentence seems to mean that the key to open this door is hidden under Jiuyou, but where is Jiuyou? I vaguely remember that in ancient China, Jiuyou

It seems to mean the underworld.

What does Cao Cao mean by asking us to go to the underworld to find the key to open the door? Isn’t this playing tricks on us?

We discussed it for a long time but couldn't come up with any results. In addition, the weird sound of "My mother is here! My mother is here!" was all in our ears. It was so loud that our heads exploded and the fat man went to the ears.

It's full of cotton and it's useless.

In the end, we could only ignore the door for the time being and continue to look for clues under the wall. The most urgent task now was to find out where the penetrating sound came from.

But this cave is huge, and stereo sounds are playing everywhere. It's not easy to find the specific location of the sound.

I could only feel the bursts of children's playful laughter, approaching inch by inch like a fierce ghost, making my scalp numb.

Seeing that there was no other way, I gritted my teeth and said, "Let's search separately! This saves time. You go to the north to rescue Korea, Fatty and I go to the south. Miss Nangong, you and Gui Lao go to the east and west. I don't believe it. There are so many people."

I still can’t figure out what’s causing the trouble.”

"Yes, yes, if you have the idea of ​​​​communist armed forces, even if it is a ghost, Fatty will find it out and send it to the judgment seat of history." The fat man cursed.

Unexpectedly, when we were about to split up, the old blind man took off his sunglasses and laughed coldly: "Don't waste your time, the sound is coming from the small hole in the wall..."

"Impossible, that little hole doesn't have a mouth, how can it still talk?" The fat man didn't believe in evil.

"If you don't believe it, just go up and take a look and you will know." The old blind man said with a smile.

Seeing that the old blind man's expression didn't look like he was lying, I believed his words six or seven times.

Looking up, the wall is about six or seven meters high, and is full of dense holes. Although there are a lot of dark green ores on it, it seems too slippery to climb, but if there is a flying claw hook specially designed for reverse buckets,

It shouldn't be a big problem.

So I immediately asked Wang Yuanchao to open the backpack and look for a flying grappling hook? Because the dazzling array of equipment in the backpack were all picked up along the way, and I didn’t know exactly what they contained.

When the long-legged lady saw us rummaging through things, she snapped her fingers. The two men in black suits behind her immediately took out two shiny silver flying claw hooks from their military bags. The flying claw hooks were thick in shape and had very strong claw tips.

At first glance, it looks like foreign goods.

"Little brother, use my rope!" The long-legged lady took advantage and touched my head.

Seeing the long-legged lady taking action, I stopped talking nonsense and asked the fat man to throw the flying grappling hook.

At the same time, the two men in black suits also took out several flying claw hooks, and under the instruction of the long-legged lady, began to throw them overhead.

In fact, it is very simple to get the flying grappling hook firmly stuck in the rock. A native who has been fighting for several years can do it, but I don't have that much ability, so I have to let the fat man do it for me.

After Fatty finished it, we climbed up with the help of ropes.

This place was deep and dark, and no one knew if there might be any monsters hiding there. As soon as they climbed along the rope to a small hole, everyone turned on their flashlights.

With the flashlight shining, everything in front of you emerged.

This is a small hole about half a meter in diameter, like a bottomless pit. There is nothing in it except a rotten, shapeless iron pipe.

I raised my ears and listened carefully to the hole. Sure enough, I felt that the child's laughter was louder and louder, as if someone was shouting into my ear.

"It seems that the problem does lie in these small holes." The long-legged lady shined a flashlight and said.

Immediately, she was like a gecko swimming on a wall. She didn't even need to hold on to the rope, and quickly scurried between several small holes around her, as if she was observing the movements of other holes.

That skill is like being possessed by Spider-Man!

After a while, the long-legged lady shouted to the old blind man below: "Old Ghost, you are right, these small holes will make noise!"

"Is there an iron pipe stuck in each small hole?" the old blind man asked.

"That's absolutely right." I said in surprise.

Damn it, this old blind man is like a fortune teller. He can guess right. It seems like there is nothing in this tomb that he doesn't know.
Chapter completed!