The smoke was filled with dust, and the ground was full of black gravel caused by blasting. I leaned out and used a flashlight to illuminate the cracks of the mountain after blasting. It was completely blocked. The black snake outside could not enter, so it was not easy for us to get out of the same way.

The four people around him were in good condition, but a few blood marks were scratched by gravel on his hands. Professor Chen was in a coma. Ye Yixin was rushing by the wave of breath, and he held his breath in his chest and fainted.

I reached out to explore Ye Yixin's breath. Oh no, I didn't breathe anymore. I thought it was not good. She was already thin and was choked by the explosion shock wave. She closed her breath and needed to rescue her quickly.

At this time, the three sober people, Fatty, Shirley, Yang, and I were temporarily deaf in our ears and could not recover in a short period of time, so we could not communicate in words.

I made a gesture to ask Shirley Yang Kuai to give Ye Yixin an artificial respiration. Suddenly, I saw blood coming out of Shirley Yang's nose and quickly reminded her to stop the bleeding.

Shirley Yang pulled a piece of clothes to plug the bleeding nose, wrote a few words on his palm with blood, and pointed to Ye Yixin. I shone Shirley Yang's palm with a flashlight and saw that "CPR" was written in her hand.

What does it mean? I can't understand it, but it means Ye Yixin is helpless. So I shook my head at her.

Seeing that I didn't understand, Shirley Yang could only ignore his bleeding nose, lower his head, pressed Ye Yixin's chest with both hands, and pressed down with force.

Only then did I understand that what she meant was to give Ye Yixin an artificial heart erection massage. I was about to take over, but Ye Yixin snorted lightly, poured up in one breath, and kept coughing. I quickly asked the fat man to take a kettle to give her a few sips of water.

When Shirley Yang saw Ye Yixin getting better, he raised his head and pressed his ear bones to stop the bleeding from his nose.

The situation has just stabilized, and before I can worry about the current situation, a new crisis has emerged. The so-called ghost cave is in the belly of Mount Zagrama. The black Mount Zagrama is like a black empty shell. Our current location may be somewhere in this shell.

Due to the hollow inside the abdomen of the mountain, huge internal tension has been formed for thousands of years, causing the mountain to crack many large and small gaps. The explosive force just now hit the mountain and squeezed some originally tiny cracks. The pressure became larger and larger, forming a domino effect.

Although I couldn't hear the sound for the time being, I could feel the vibration of the mountain. The originally narrow cracks above my head gradually expanded, and countless broken rocks fell down, and it was becoming more and more intense.

While blocking the tiny gravels that fell on my head, I called on the rest of the people to leave quickly. The gaps in the mountain were getting bigger and bigger, and more and more stones fell in the cracks. We could only temporarily climb up the cracks. Every time we climbed out, we were filled with gravels. If we stayed for a while and were not smashed to death, we would have to be buried alive. We had to grit our teeth and sacrificed our lives to pull each other and continue to climb to a relatively safe place.

As deep as the foot shallow as the foot, I didn't even know how far I could climb out. My hands were ripped with sharp gravels, and my breathing was rapid. I felt a heart almost jump out of my mouth. I was thirsty and tired, and I was still unconscious and I was in a coma. In the end, I really had no strength and could no longer move my legs and feet. So I just closed my eyes and buried them alive, so I didn't run away.

Unexpectedly, the cracks in the mountain stopped spreading, and the distance of more than one meter behind us was buried. We fell to the spot and gasped, but we were a little reluctant to drink water.

After a while, the fat man said, "Old Hu, are we dead or alive now?"

I looked at the dark rocks around me and said, "I think it's all the same. Even if I'm still alive for the time being, I might be dying."

The fat man may have been exhausted and was a little unconscious. He said to Shirley Yang next to him: "Miss Yang, I will say goodbye to you in advance. We will go to the little bit of the King of Hell in a while, and you will go to your God. You have a long way to go, take care of yourself."

Shirley Yang said: "For God's sake, when is it time? Can you two stop talking nonsense? Alas... I can hear it."

I opened my mouth and moved my jaws up and down. Although I still had a little tinnitus, I didn't hear anything anymore. Everyone counted the kettle and equipment. I didn't know where my kettle fell in chaos. Ye Yixin was unconscious when he entered the city and did not carry a kettle. The rest added up to less than two pots of water.

I said, "Although the reality may not be easy to accept, I still have to tell you that we are in the mountains of Mount Zagrama, and there is no way out around us. I don't know if the air here is circulating. Otherwise, if it doesn't last for half an hour, we will have to suffocate to death. The remaining medicine is lost. With our own strength, we may not be able to get out. There are only one old man Anliman outside. The old guy is too slippery. Maybe he sees the situation is not good, so he will escape first. Don't expect someone outside to rescue him as soon as possible."

The fat man said: "Since that's the case, it's useless to think too much. Now my throat is smoking and there are still two pots of water left. I'll drink it every minute before I say something else."

I divided the water into two, half of which was given to Ye Yixin and Professor Chen, and the other half of us were drunk separately.

Shirley Yang only took a few sips and couldn't swallow it. He pondered for a moment and said, "If we really died here, I think it's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on finding some Jingjue Ancient City, I wouldn't have caused so many troubles, let alone implicated so many people. I am really..."

I interrupted her with a whisper: "You can't say that. There is an old saying in China that people die for money and birds die for food. Fatty and I are both self-inflicted. If we didn't greed for your 40,000 beautiful children, we wouldn't have fallen into such a desperate situation. Moreover, Professor Chen and his friends are doing this business. Even if you don't invest in sponsorship, they will try every means to find this exquisite ruin."

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that Shirley Yang had once said something that she had been dreaming about that ghost cave before, and even the iron chain on the queen's coffin. She also said that in her dream, she had vaguely seen a huge thing lying on the coffin, but she could not see clearly what it was. Isn't that the hell flower corpse fragrance konjac growing on the coffin?

When she said that she thought it was a dream that her missing explorer father asked him. Looking back now, this matter is very strange. Does Shirley Yang have the ability to predict the future? So I asked.

Shirley Yang shook his head and said, "In the past, there seemed to be a voice calling me to come to this ghost cave in Zagrama Mountain. But when I saw the bottomless ghost cave with my own eyes, I realized that my father's expedition team had never been to the ghost cave. They might have died somewhere in the desert. But I couldn't understand why I saw the place I had never seen in my dream."

The fat man said strangely: "There is still such a thing? Maybe you were the queen of Jingjue Kingdom in your previous life, and you are revisiting the old place now..."

Before he finished speaking, waves of cracking and conducting sounds came from the mountain. It seemed that the momentum just now had not disappeared, and we were about to come again. At this time, we had a rest for a while and died. Naturally, we were unwilling to wait for death. We saw a big crack in front of us, and the light column of the flashlight swept in, as if we saw someone sitting there.

At this time, the gravels of large and large amounts of mountain cracks seemed to roll down. Before I could see the road, I would crash into it first. Shirley Yang used a flashlight to illuminate the way. The fat man carried Professor Chen on his back. I dragged Ye Yixin back and flashed into the crack of the crack in front of me.

Before we could see clearly where we were, we felt that we were not breathing smoothly, there was a lot of dust inside, and it was closed all year round and there was no circulating air. We hurriedly took out the gas mask and covered it on our heads. There was a rumbling sound behind us, and dozens of huge black rocks rolled down, blocking the entrance.

Seeing that the way of coming was broken, I turned around and looked at the surrounding situation. It turned out that we were in a square stone house with an area of ​​only a dozen square meters. There was an ancient large stone box on the ground. This stone box was completely different from the black stones everywhere in Jingjue City. It was very quaint and unique in appearance. We had never heard of it or seen it.

The stone box is more than half a meter high and more than one meter long. The craftsmanship is extremely exquisite. Several stone paintings are carved on it, but I don’t know what it is for.
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