I believed in the fat man's evil and helped him sort out the wings. When he jumped into faith, I thought I would see an angel with folded wings flying to the opposite side, but what I saw was a weight with a flag that fell down.

The fat man yelled and fell into the darkness in an instant. I cursed in my heart, and the idiot fell to death. As a result, at the moment when the light was lost, the fat man's umbrella finally opened and stepped into the darkness.

We looked at each other. The blind flashlight shone the light attenuated to a completely dark place. The distance was very far. We originally thought that the place should be the ground, but the fat man's sliding trajectory just now was obviously still empty below.

We were silent for a while and heard the fat man's knocking words below: "I've got my teeth knocked, and there are all human skin figurines on the other side. I kicked one down and became a Maitreya myself."

All of us were relieved, and I replied to him, "Can you rely on some tricks? It's hard to collect your ashes when you throw them here."

The fat man replied, "Hurry up, let's fight back here."

We shone down the flashlight and couldn't see where the fat man was. The face of the oil bottle darkened, and I knew it was not good. Obviously, the depth here exceeded his estimate.

Now I can know from the very small changes whether the oil bottle has control over the surrounding situation, unlike before that I had to push me away before I knew I was going to die. I was relatively calm all the way over because I felt that he was not particularly nervous about the surrounding situation. But at this moment, his expression seemed to me to have a problem.

"What is it written on the plaque on this floor?" I asked, looking down along the oil bottle, it was too deep. Heixiao said, "Pure End of Calamity."

I calculated my fingers and found that this was already a very deep layer. I went down to the smallest unit of Buddhist measurement, called Nirvana Silence. In the lives of ancient people, Nirvana Silence was almost equal to infinitesimality. In other words, the depth of this layer seemed to reach eternal infinity.

I touched the back of my neck and thought to myself how long I had been fainting. How long did they run wildly when I was in a coma? I thought about the scene of them running wildly behind me after I was in a coma, and suddenly felt a little ashamed. I felt that I was really talking too much.

On the other hand, Heixiao went to take pictures of the stone beams. This place was not as accurate as the real imperial tomb. The stone beams were big and small, and were inserted into the cliff. Heixiao used the only safety rope on his body to throw a thicker stone beam on the middle section of the z-shaped staircase, and tied himself under the stone beam. To put it short, we tried it and chose our own hiding place. We turned off the flashlight.

There was an absolute darkness around us. Of course, we could not hang like this. After all, there was still some time. We first lie on the stone beam and wait for any movement on it. We immediately turned to the bottom of the stone beam and tightened our bodies to make a state of motion.

I felt like I was a bit like the bug that looked like a branch, which was a bit funny. Seeing that everyone stopped talking, I said, "Can I say something now?"

"I didn't think you were so verbose before." Hei Xiazi whispered.

"I just want to know what is behind the bronze door. I think if I'm going to die, can I say something in my ear?" I said to the direction of the oil bottle.

There was no reply there, and I said, "If I want to die, just say something in my ear, and then I will leave with peace of mind. Otherwise, you won't be able to send me away from Sanzhu Qingxiang."

There was still no reply there, and I was surprised. After listening, there was no movement there. I turned on the flashlight and shone it over there, and I saw that there was no one in the position of the oil bottle just now.

My heart moved, where is the person? Did he fall down? Or did he run away while the darkness? Almost at the same time, I saw a light spot on the top flying down like a meteor.

It's a cold firework.

Sure enough, the black-haired man whispered, "Switch off the flashlight." I could only turn off the flashlight immediately, cursing in my heart, it's fun now, where is the Duluo Bottle?

With a bang on the top, a signal flare flew down from above and exploded at a point above us. It was indeed sufficiently equipped.

Under the huge strong light, I completely saw the opposite tower wall for the first time. I saw countless human skin figurines stacked on top layer by layer, all of which were covered with sulfur shells. The human skin had turned black and almost all of them peeled off. The bodies of these human skin figurines were all kinds of musical instruments. Most of them were decaying, and there was only one action.
Chapter completed!