Mantra

Chapter 277 Underground passage
In the corners of the communication room, a large number of rafts and wrapping papers were scattered, and the locations where those packages were located were full of traces of dragging, making it easy to see that someone had turned over the things there.

A feeling of wanting to cover up.

I peeled back the boards and stuff and soon found an interesting sloping tunnel, wide and windy, but also cluttered with tiny terracotta fragments.

Looking at this passage, I took out a fluorescent stick for lighting from my body, and after Ning smashed it, I threw it down the inclined tunnel.

The fluorescent stick gradually brightened, and soon lit up an orange-red world.

From my point of view, the tunnel is not deep, and it becomes straight at about five or six meters. At the same time, after the light stick hits the smooth ground, there are a few dull echoes quickly.

Listening to the voice, I realized that the echo indicated that there was a large underground space, and the intermittent rescue sounds seemed to come from there.

To make sure, I asked Xian Hongye to quiet down, and after a while, everyone heard the faint voice of "help".

I wiped the sweat from my head, and said to Hongye: "Lin Shaosong should be at the bottom. Let's go down and have a look."

Facing my words, Xian Hongye seemed very hesitant. She looked at the hole leading to the ground with a somewhat tangled expression.

Regarding this, Xian Hongye said to me: "The entrance of this hole was blocked with a packing box. Obviously there is something else inside besides him, and the cry for help was very stiff, and it didn't feel like his usual tone."

I nodded, understanding Xian Hongye's concerns, but at the same time I said helplessly: "But... we really have no other way, if we don't go in and have a look, I'm sorry."

After listening to my words, Xian Hongye was silent for a while, then nodded, and then followed me, walking into the tunnel little by little.

After a dozen or so steps, the space in front of me suddenly became larger, and the air became humid again. Except for a wall next to the passage behind me, I could no longer see any buildings that could be called walls.

With the flashlight flashing around, there was a hazy mist in front of me, and the ground was no longer regular stalactites and bluestone slabs, but very fine dust mixed with many black pottery fragments. In addition, There are also a large number of packing boxes, rusted knives and hand trucks on the ground.

Obviously, this is also part of Project 74.

At the same time, I noticed that in the cyan mist, there were a few semicircular shadows standing vaguely in the period. As the light of my flashlight and the cyan mist continued to change, their light and shadow were constantly changing. Distorted, deformed.

The reason why I noticed their existence was because Lin Shaosong's intermittent voices for help also spread from that direction.

I looked in that direction, stopped at the same time, took Xian Hongye's hand, and stuffed a dagger into Xian Hongye's palm.

After looking at her for a while, I said, "Follow me closely, I will protect you."

Hongye nodded, and followed my steps, walking slowly towards the direction of the call for help.

Soon, the "thing" in the blue mist appeared before our eyes.

That's... eight tripods.The eight tripods in the narrative of Yang Kumei.

Because I have found the records of the eight ghost tripods in Yang Kumei's narrative beforehand, so I don't feel strange about their appearance.But even so, with the unique curiosity of human beings, I took a little look at this cauldron that is said to be able to open some kind of mechanism.

Looking closer, the tripod is as tall as half a person, and it should be made of some kind of material that I don't know. They are placed on several stone bases the size of a millstone. In the humid environment, the whole body of the tripod glowed with crystal water, but it didn't mean to be rusty at all.

In addition, I also saw a lot of black or red iron chain relics scattered around these tripods.

These relics are either fragments or rusted, arranged in a flow pattern as a whole, spreading snakes from our feet, circling these tripods several times, and extending to the deeper direction of the blue mist.

After understanding all this, I knew in my heart that this was the formation of Eight Tripods that Xian Yundu wanted to "crack" back then, and the direction in which the iron chain extended should be the "dead man's wall" in his mouth. On the other side of the wall, according to Xian According to Yundu's speculation, there may be a space that I don't know...

But... I'm not interested in that space.

After all, although our expedition failed, the main task has already been completed. As long as we find the missing team members, we can escape unscathed. There's no need to know what the ultimate secret lies behind that dead wall.

Find Lin Shaosong and Wang Hou, and leave before the things in the darkness attack us. This is what we need to do now.

While I was thinking, Xian Hongye suddenly grabbed my hand, pointed to one of the tripods and said, "Old Tian, ​​there is a voice in this tripod! The voice of Lin Shaosong."

Following Xian Hongye's words, I turned the flashlight in my hand to the direction she pointed,

Zhuoxian Hongye shuttled between the tripods little by little, and soon found the place where Lin Shaosong's voice came from.

The sound comes from the tripod of a semicircular tripod.

Under the light of the flashlight, the tripod showed a reddish black luster, and there were no other attachments on it except the water droplets formed by the blue mist. The tripod was surprisingly clean, as if the tripod was made of materials... It is a very special kind of stainless metal.

Inside the tripod, Lin Shaosong was shouting in an extremely exhausted and frightened voice, "Help... come quickly... I don't want to be like that..." In addition, I saw a bloody arm grabbing the edge of the tripod.

Hearing this voice, I called him twice softly in response, but Young Master Lin didn't seem to hear, or didn't have the strength to answer, he called for help a few more times, and then fell into silence.

Looking at that hand, my heart rose to my throat, I saw Lin

Before I had time to look more, I bit the flashlight in my mouth, took out my five-purpose saber with my right hand, and clenched the dagger I brought with me with my left hand. I tried to walk as lightly as possible, and approached the tripod a little bit.

Soon I came to the side of the tripod. To be on the safe side, I didn't rush into the tripod immediately, but walked around the tripod first, and after confirming that there was no "ambush" in all directions, I probed out and took the The flashlight looked at the tripod, which was as tall as half a person.

In the tripod, the first thing I saw was a severed hand, and the second I saw a... tape recorder that was still running and playing.

(End of this chapter)