Chapter 530 Black Hair... Figure
A water wheel-like thing was inserted into the inclined well. The water flow in the well mouth was turbulent. This was a water vein in the rock, which was cleverly used by the Zhang family.
The rotating water wheel is transmitted to the bearing through gears and chains, so the iron plate can rotate by itself over the years.
There are countless cotton-like things hanging on the chains, which seem to be grease from the past.
The entire agency space is filled with a strong smell of old blood, and even a bit of rancid smell, but there is no trace of blood.
If the smell of fresh blood hadn't told the three of them that this was an agency space, it would have been really difficult to tell.
After confirming the situation here, Hu Ming took the lead and walked into the inclined shaft ahead.
There are three cracks on the wall of the inclined shaft that are 56 meters high and one person wide.
At this glance, you can tell that someone has specially built it. It looks like a very, very narrow corridor. All the iron chains are divided into three groups, and they all penetrate into these three cracks.
The crack here is barely big enough for a person to squeeze into. .
After all, no matter how sophisticated the mechanism is, it will always appear fragile as time goes by.
This is why there are always some delicate mechanisms that fail in so many ancient tombs.
Above the inclined shaft, many stones are hung with chains as thick as arms.
Look carefully, there are many clay pots hanging under the stone.
These pottery pots are exactly the same as the pottery pots in shipwrecks that Hu Ming saw in the Gobi before!
"Be careful, don't touch this thing. There is something inside. Although it is not very dangerous, it is always good to avoid it."
Hu Ming squinted his eyes and looked at the clay pot, listening to the faint sound inside. There was movement, and he turned around and ordered.
"Not very dangerous? That's just for you, Uncle Ming, right?"
Wu Xie and Xiao Hua twitched the corners of their mouths and rolled their eyes.
Having said that, the two of them became even more cautious in their movements.
No one wants to personally experience the "not too dangerous" thing Hu Ming said. God knows how a tough guy like Hu Ming defines danger.
“Tsk, you’re in trouble, Uncle Ming.”
“Obviously, the craftsman who built this place is not an ordinary person. It makes no sense to leave such a deadly ghost in the passage ahead. There are no hidden weapons here.”
“These rocks forming the air passage are obviously traps, and these three cracked passages are obviously malicious.”
Looking around. Xiaohua clicked her tongue and said.
"If you don't walk from above or through the cracks, you have to either step on these pots or crawl over by grabbing the copper nails on the wall. Other than that, I think there is no other way."
< br> Before Hu Ming could say anything, Wu Xie knocked on the rusty and green copper nails all over the well wall.
There are only a few roads here, so you can’t really go up to the sky and fly there, right?
“Forget about the clay pots, they are fragile and were fired extremely hard in the first place. It's brittle and breaks at the touch of a finger, and it's almost 100% likely to cause trouble."
Hu Ming shook his head, took the long stick from Xiaohua's hand, pulled out a fragment from a distance, and showed it to the two of them.
Perhaps due to the passage of time, or perhaps due to changes in the mountains, many of the clay pots in front have been broken. The fragments in front of me can be called as thin as cicada wings, and there is some unknown black substance stuck inside.
Based on these alone, Wu Xie and Xiaohua couldn't tell whether the things inside were the same as those in the previous passage.
However, at this level, let alone someone stepping on it, if it is touched by any external force, it will definitely break into pieces immediately.
“This horse is so awesome that it has no intention of letting people pass by.”
Seeing this, Xiaohua's eyes twitched slightly, feeling somewhat irritated.
As for the copper nails on the wall of the well?
The three of them are not that stupid, it is clearly a trap to lure outsiders!
Hu Ming did not pay attention to Xiao Hua, but just looked up. Looking at the stone bar hanging in the air by a chain above his head, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
“Uncle Ming, what are you doing?”
"Shh, listen carefully, there is a sound of gasping!"
Hu Ming put his index finger on his lips and said softly.
"Breathing sound?"
The two looked at each other, quickly closed their mouths, closed their eyes, and listened carefully.
Huh.
Bang.
The sound of breathing and heartbeat. One, two and three are the breathing and heartbeat sounds of three people. Among them, Hu Ming has the best physical fitness, and his heartbeat and breathing sound are slower than ordinary people. many.
The second is Xiaohua, whose breathing and heartbeat are very rhythmic and very slow.
Wu Xie listened to all this quietly, trying hard to distinguish the breathing that Hu Ming said
Suddenly! Wu Xie and Xiaohua opened their eyes in horror.
They heard it!
The fourth breathing sound!
There was no heartbeat, only rapid breathing. It was like a broken bellows, without any rhythm, but extremely rapid breathing. !
There are actually living things in this ghost place???
The two of them looked at the stone bars in the sky, their bodies tensed and filled with fear.
This place is far more evil than any big tomb!
“Here it comes!”
Without any sound, the white mist surged into a sword and appeared in Hu Ming’s hand.
Whoosh!!!
While the two were still carefully identifying the direction of the source of the fourth breathing sound, Hu Ming suddenly swung his right hand fiercely, and the sword had already been released.
It tore through the air and passed through a cold light. Under Hu Ming's terrifying strength, the sword actually penetrated the stone strips and was completely immersed in it.
At the same time, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but at the same time, I remembered the screams on the stone strips.
If there is, if there is nothing.
Hu Ming did not stop all this last night, but stopped his feet, jumped up like a cannonball, and disappeared into the darkness.
The next moment, from directly above the stone strips, a "figure" covered in wriggling black hair fell from above.
"That's it, an unlucky guy who is both lucky and unfortunate."
Hu Ming's figure emerged from the shadows above the stone bars, sat down on the edge, and lit a candle for himself cigarette.
And directly above the stone strips, there are endless nests, which are the nests of Hu Ming’s favorite little cutie.