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Mountain Kraken Tomb Chapter 5: Man-Eating Ants (3)


The fat man stood at the entrance of the cave and stretched his neck to look inside.

Unfortunately, the irradiation distance of the wolf's eyes was too short and he could see nothing but black.

The fat man turned around and said to me and Shiry Yang: "It seems that this hole is very deep.

The irradiation distance of the wolf's eyes is ten meters.

According to my estimate, the depth of this hole is thirty or forty meters."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden whoosh from the entrance of the hole.

Three steel arrows were fired in succession, all of which were nailed to the ceiling.

This ceiling is different from the wooden beams in the kitchen outside the secret room, but the top of the cement wall.

These three steel arrows all penetrated the ceiling an inch deep.

They seemed to be very fast.

They were trying to kill you with one strike.

This time the three of us were stunned.

Shiry Yang shined a flashlight on the three arrows on the ceiling.

All three arrows were as thick as a finger, with smooth arrow bones and a blue light.

It seemed that the arrows were coated with highly toxic drugs.

The fat man was standing by the entrance of the cave and almost got hit by an arrow.

He looked up at the three arrows above his head and suddenly felt his legs were weak.

He quickly ran back to me and cursed: "Luckily, Fatty!

You are lucky, otherwise you will be skewered into mutton skewers by this arrow.

Even if you are not skewered, if the skin is scratched and stained with poison, your death may be even more painful."

Shiry Yang stared at the entrance of the cave and said: "The entrance to the cave is so narrow.

If we had gone down rashly just now, the arrow would have been shot without even a place to dodge.

It must have been penetrated on the spot."

At this point, the three of us were all covered in cold sweat, afraid.

My calves were cramped, and I didn't say anything for a while.

Shiry Yang first broke the silence and asked me: "Lao Hu, shall we go down into this hole?"

I replied: "Of course we go down.

There is such a vicious mechanism in this hole, which means there must be some treasure or secret hidden down there.

Not too much."

The eight nails have not moved yet, I don’t know whether I should push them down or not.”

Fatty said.

Hearing that there was a treasure hidden underneath, he immediately became energetic and turned to me and said: "Old Hu, I think the remaining eight nails should be pressed down together without doing anything.

This mechanism is so vicious, anyway.

You can't escape even if you're alone, so why don't you go out and touch the treasure as soon as you get past the trap?"

I was also aroused by this sudden mechanism.

After listening to the fat man's words, I waved my arms and said: "Eight is eight.

We have never seen any battles before, and we are still afraid of these mechanisms."

Fatty and I both started to act like jerks and quickly advised: "Old Hu, this is an opportunity."

Guandu is so difficult to deal with.

If eight of them are activated at the same time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Don't worry, let's think of a solution first."

I interrupted Shiry Yang.

Do the two people activate another mechanism every time they pass it?"

Shiry Yang was speechless for a moment.

I know that she is absolutely not trusting that Fatty and I will go down, and I am not trusting to leave anyone up there by myself, so activating all eight mechanisms is the only way now.

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The fat man urged: "Lao Hu, what are you waiting for?

Hurry up, the baby below should be anxious."

I looked at Shiry Yang, and she looked straight at me without any objection.

I stretched out my hands, covering four of them with one hand, took a deep breath, and pressed the nails down decisively.

There was nothing strange at the entrance of the cave, and there was no other sound in the secret room except the breathing of the three of us.

It was eerily silent.

I secretly took Shiry Yang's hand and found that my palms and hers were covered in cold sweat.

Seeing that there was no movement, the fat man said to me: "Old Hu, it seems that the ninth nail is the mechanism, and these few are just decorations.

Let's go down now."

He said that he was going to drill into the hole.

I quickly grabbed him and said, "Deputy Commander Wang, don't be anxious.

It's not advisable to rush into the march.

Those arrows just weren't shot out as soon as the button was pressed.

If there is any danger after entering, it will be difficult to deal with."

"Wait for another ten minutes."

The fat man was helpless and paced back and forth.

After six or seven minutes, the fat man's breathing gradually became heavier.

He stopped and said, "No, there is no oxygen in this room.

If you don't go in, I will die of suffocation without being shot to death by an iron arrow."

After speaking, he turned his head and stuck out his big butt.

Climbed into the tunnel.

When I saw this, I quickly asked Shirey Yang to climb in second, and I put on my backpack and was the last one to go in to prevent any danger behind the team.

The fat man was too big and the hole was narrow, so he crawled very slowly.

As soon as I entered the cave from the back, I heard the fat man gasping for breath.

I shouted to the fat man in front: "Fat man, this tunnel is much wider than the thief's cave.

Why are you having more trouble climbing?

It seems that your life has been too comfortable recently."

You're so fat, you're capitalist The thought of hedonism has harmed you."

The fat man couldn't look back, and panted as he climbed: "Hu Bayi, you must be wicked, this damn tunnel is downhill, the angle of inclination is almost fucking vertical, I will climb faster.

It’s almost impossible to fall down.”

"Then you have to climb with your eyes closed.

Aren't you afraid of heights?

Don't tremble and roll down."

I saw that the fat man was panting and nervous, so I deliberately teased him and adjusted the atmosphere.

The fat man knew that he had poked his weak point.

Thinking about the slope of the tunnel, he snorted and stopped talking.

Seeing that the fat man who refused to admit defeat suffered the loss of being mute, I felt very proud and felt very good.

I was just about to continue to say a few words to the fat man when there was a loud click behind me and the sound of the stone slab closing

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