Chapter 137: Genting Heaven Palace

As soon as I looked at the face of the dull oil bottle, I knew that he was definitely not kidding. When he met the blood corpse in the Lu Palace, he did not show such an expression. The matter must be very serious. But at this time, it was not easy for me to ask him what had happened, so I had to agree, and I was ready to greet others to run.
I think I have implemented the instructions for the stupid oil bottle very thoroughly. I didn't want to look back and found that Ye Cheng and the fat man had ran into the corridor. They scolded them without conscience and quickly followed.
After rushing across the hallway and knocking on the jade door to the main hall, the rustling sound did not decrease but increased. At this time, it was obvious that the sound came from all directions of the roof, as if countless feet rubbing the beam on the top of the head, listening to straight chicken skin pimple. But looking up, it was endless cotton-like darkness, I could not see anything, and I didn't know what the sound was.
We stand under such darkness and restlessness, it is like sitting on a needle felt, and we just want to leave here immediately, so it is almost desperate to run.
I believe that all people have the experience. When you encounter something you fear in the dark, you can run away alone, and you will stop if you ca n’t run far, but if everyone runs together, it will definitely be unbearable afterwards. Your imagination And the fear of ordering will not stop you.
However, there is a difference in the running speed of people. Ye Cheng has scared his courage. He runs faster than a rabbit. The fat man does not run slow. The two people have the fastest speed. They flew out at once, and we almost could n’t follow. On the top, plus looking at the back in the dark, it was almost impossible to tell who was between whom. Soon a few people opened the distance. I was chasing behind and could only rely on the light point of the flashlight to distinguish the direction.
I don't know how long I ran, almost all my energy was used up, and my footsteps slowed down involuntarily. I watched the flashlights of the flashlights in front of me gradually slow down. Fortunately in my heart, fortunately my physical strength is much better than before, otherwise it will definitely fall for them.
Ran over and saw that the front few people stopped and gasped with their knees open, but the stone door that was not seen was still dark in front.
I asked what happened, why didn't I run away?
Ye Cheng was out of breath, the blue muscles on his face began to burst out, and said: "No-no-I have just noticed that the hall has a total of 500 steps, and my step length is 1 meter. The speed of running is estimated to be less than two minutes, but now, I have been running for more than two minutes. Now I should see Yumen at least, but there is nothing in front, there is a problem! "
The fat man said: "Will you count the wrong? Who is absolutely one meter at every step?"
Ye Cheng smiled proudly: "It's definitely not wrong. My step is one meter, and the error is not more than one centimeter. If you don't believe it, we can bet. I've been running for a thousand meters since we came back. There must be a problem. . "
The people behind also followed, seeing that we stopped running, slowed down, ran to us, and stopped. Several people were carrying heavy equipment and thick clothes. This run ran down, and they were all exhausted. Like a cow, almost fell.
The Chinese monk gasped and said: "How come it stopped, run quickly, go out and rest in one breath."
Ye Cheng said the situation in one breath, and the Chinese monk's complexion also changed, wiping the sweat on his head: "What's going on? We didn't walk the road when we came in, and we couldn't find the way when we walked back. Is it? "
I thought for a while, and my heart must have been the trick again. There must be some means we do n’t know here, and said to them: "Sure enough, Brother Xiao is right, Wang Zanghai didn't even want us to go out."
"What should I do?" The fat man asked, "we will change direction and run to the left!"
I turned around and turned my head: "No, since I can't go back the same way, I will definitely run to any place, I will run to a place where I can't get to the side, I can never reach my head, don't waste this effort."
Ye Cheng said horror: "I rely on, then we are not going to be trapped here?"
I have learned the power of these institutions in the seabed tomb, but I have also found some ways to tell Ye Cheng that it is not enough. We have so many people, and we can definitely go out. As long as we can brainstorm, there will be no problems. In the end, Wang Zanghai can only use his hands and feet within his ability. No matter how precise the mechanism is, it must be flawed. I ’m afraid it ’s not the intention that Wang Zanghai trapped us. The strange noise on the head is what we have to worry about.
He looked up again, and the sound of rustling was so dense that it was tickling, and his heart was horrified. Ye Cheng swept around with a flashlight, and it was covered with gray, and he could only see the painted beams. Crazy.
The Chinese monk said: "It is not a way to stay here, or our soldiers will be divided into four teams and run in two directions, so that there is always a team that can go out first, so that the whole army will not be wiped out."
The fat man shouted, "You see clearly, the people are not there yet, we are just a few people, how can we divide into four teams?"
When everyone heard it, they looked around and counted the flashlights, and it turned out that a few people were immediately blinded.
Boiling oil bottle, Chen Pi A, Lang Feng carrying Shunzi, and Pan Zi didn't catch up, I fucked, half of them were gone, I thought they were all around us.
Just ran into a mess when he ran, and did not pay attention to when they left behind. Looking back now, there is no light around him, and there is no way to find their whereabouts. Could it be that when I ran just now, I ran into the road? Running into the darkness here, it is troublesome, in this case it is almost equivalent to suicide.
I squeezed my brow and carefully recalled the details just now. We are not the last. Those people, such as Pan Zi, his usual habit is the last. This is the habit he developed as a soldier. It is possible to monitor everyone ’s actions. Chen Pi’a is four years old and behind us. Lang Feng is carrying a person on his back. It is difficult for him to move and cannot run fast. The stuffy oil bottle is a sudden missing person at the professional level. It is a normal thing that I will always be used to the prince, and then suddenly disappear.
These people are behind us. Obviously they were not far away from us when they disappeared. We ran so crazy just now and didn't even notice it.
The Chinese monks suddenly lost their heads. They didn't know what to do. The fat man shouted, "Lao Pan! Are you there?"
As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly heard Lang Feng's voice on one side. The voice could not distinguish the direction at all, but he screamed extremely loudly. He only heard Lang Feng yell: "I fuck, monk! Quickly turn off the flashlight Alright! Look over the head! "