Zhang Qishan's two subordinates went down first.
Climbing down the rope, he was basically safe.
The people behind him suddenly saw a strange outline on the wall.
A human face suddenly protruded from the wall.
The man was so frightened that he let go.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from below.
As soon as he landed, he triggered another mechanism.
Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!
She shot a row of poisonous arrows from the wall.
The other person was shocked and subconsciously opened his mouth wide.
A poisonous arrow went straight into his mouth and exited from the back of his head, leaving behind a red and white sticky substance.
"I'll go down and take a look first," Zhang Qishan immediately said.”
After he climbed down, Wu Fan grabbed the rope and quickly climbed down.
As they were climbing down, Wu Fan suddenly said,""Don't be curious here. Don't touch things out of curiosity. Don't touch things out of curiosity!”
After landing safely, he didn't walk to the side. Everything was fine.
After Er Yuehong came down, he glanced at the poisoned arrow on the ground.
"They fell into a trap set up by Granduncle.”
"Lord Fifth is right. Don't touch the things around here!”
Wu Fan borrowed the torch from Er Yuehong. With a wave of the torch, a few thin lines vaguely appeared around him.
If he hadn't paid attention, his throat would have been slit.
Eighth Qi looked around carefully.
However, he suddenly noticed that Wu Fan had a bag tied to his body. He stole a glance.
"Lord Fifth, we're not here to play. Why do you have so much salt on you?"”
Wu Fan put away the cloth and smiled." You don't understand. This thing is very useful!"”
As he spoke, he hung the item back in a place where he could easily reach it.
He felt that this bag was too little!
Eighth Qi smiled in confusion but didn't care too much about it.
The layout of this cave was designed according to the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes.
"There are statues of Xuan Guan Dao all around. What kind of demons and ghosts are they trying to suppress?" he asked curiously.”
He glanced at the fiendish looking god statues around him. These were all gods from the Xuan Guan Dao.
"Have you forgotten about the Gate of Hell that they were talking about?"
What was suppressed inside was something that they could not believe.”
"Something unbelievable?" Eighth Qi was confused. Could it really be hell?"
" It's a strange world," Wu Fan said in a low voice." It's not an exaggeration to call it hell."”
With that, he continued walking forward.
The mine ahead was wide open. After passing through it safely, he suddenly saw a ball of white silk floating in the air.
Upon closer inspection, he realized that there was a mine cave filled with white threads.
The top and both sides of the mine were covered with silk threads.
When Er Yuehong saw this, she immediately asked everyone to stop.
"Everyone, be careful. The walls on both sides are full of corpse moths.”
Seeing that the front was full of silk threads, the adjutant suggested,""These threads are afraid of fire. Why don't we just set fire to this place?”
"You mustn't." Er Yuehong immediately stopped him from thinking." These corpse moths are all sleeping. If they are disturbed, the consequences will be unimaginable.”
"Moreover, the corpse moths have powder that contains poison!”
"Then wear protective gear." "Tell everyone to take out their protective gear and put it on immediately," said Wu Fan.”
Everyone came with a bag, and their protective gear was a black gauze hat and gloves.
As long as one's body did not come into contact with these dense threads, one would not be poisoned.
"There's a temple up ahead." Zhang Qishan walked to the front and saw an ancient temple on the other side of the cave from afar.
While everyone was paying attention to the ancient tomb, Eighth Qi suddenly raised his head.
A corpse wrapped tightly in white silk hung above the dense silk threads.
Eighth Qi accidentally stepped on a rock and fell down.
" Ah!" Eighth Qi's hand touched the wall at the side. Immediately, a huge suction force came from the wall and pulled him in.
Adjutant Zhang immediately chased after him. When he saw the intact wall behind him, he hurriedly said,"Master Fu, Master Eight was eaten by the wall!"
"Save them!" Zhang Qishan shouted.
The adjutant stabbed the wall several times with his dagger.
"Wait a minute." Wu Fan immediately stopped him. He said helplessly,"Stop poking him. You'll poke him to death before he can be saved.”
"These walls are connected to the mechanism behind them. Old Eighth is still alive!”
However, Wu Fan's ears suddenly twitched."You should be the ones in real danger.”
Although the surrounding sounds were soft, the danger was very close.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly shouted and was immediately wrapped tightly by the white silk and dragged to the stone wall.
Things were not over yet. Soon, another person was "eaten" by the stone wall.
The others saw this and immediately shouted,"Run! This stone wall will eat people!"”
The people around them all wanted to escape. The adjutant saw this and said angrily,"Whoever dares to escape again will be punished by military law!”
As expected, someone in front hesitated for a moment after the shout. In just a short while, he was caught up by the moving white threads.
At this moment, a large number of white threads finally chased after Wu Fan.
Wu Fan was holding a bag in his hand. In the bag was the salt he had brought.
"Fifth Lord, be careful!"
Wu Fan suddenly sprinkled salt on the ground. The salt melted all the white threads in its path into black water.
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