"Get up and find a way to leave." He kicked me in confusion.

"I won't go with you." I turned over and lay on my side watching him pick at the lumps of mud poured into his creaking nest like a gorilla, "I can't trust you."

He wiped his hands full of mud on the ground, stood up, threw my backpack over, and said quietly: "What I want is the heart of a dragon."

Dragon's heart? I couldn't help but pick my ears. Did I hear it wrong?

Dr. Lin started cleaning the dirt under his fingernails again. When I continued to ask, he pretended to be deaf and ignored me. I kept my mouth shut silently, and then lay down to regain my strength.

I think his move was a sign of going down together. He took the initiative to tell this information in order to gain my trust. I dare not tell the fact that the mouse was stabbed to death. Now, if we continue walking, we will definitely find the one who is not dead.

That person. He now thinks that person is a rat, and I am part of a group of rats. He will have some scruples in terms of power, and may even actually switch sides. And no matter what, I can be used as a hostage or something.

I'm afraid that if I encounter Brother Monkey before I can find a way to escape, my situation will be embarrassing.

"You said it's easy, where are you going? Can you promise not to fall again?" I was a little worried that he would see the body, but the reality is that only I can walk over safely. "The copper ball has sunk.

The flaps are all open and there is no road!"

He blew the sand off his fingertips, finished cleaning the whole body, and said, "If you don't advance, retreat."

I thought to myself that I had advanced and retreated several times along the way. At this rate, I would have to start school before I could reach the treasure room!

Dr. Lin squatted next to the beef jerky and kept poking at the few remaining muscles with his fingers. I found that his hand was actually quite seriously injured. It should have been polished while cutting the copper chain.

He pondered for a while and said: "The temperature here has changed drastically, otherwise the body would have rotted long ago."

"You're wrong, it died by draining its own blood." I made a swipe of my wrist, "The room above needs to be opened with liquid. If it has no water, it will have to bleed."

"The dried blood also contains water in the body. As long as it comes into contact with the air, a large number of bacteria will breed in the intestines, liver and kidneys of the corpse, which will inevitably decompose the corpse and cause decay." His tone left no room for doubt, "It's not seen here.

Exposed to the sun, and no rosin was poured into the corpse, it could only be dehydrated here, resulting in a high-temperature and dry environment."

"Come on, you're a professional, okay?" I couldn't help but interrupt his autopsy report: "But what's the use of all this?"

"There's something fishy about the room you mentioned."

"No, right? We stayed for so long and didn't find anything, otherwise we would have gotten the treasure first!" I was not convinced by his statement. One corpse can tell that the time we were short of water was in vain.

Waiting to die?

"Then tell me, where did the disappeared people go?"

He didn't give me time to answer, so he took out his headlamp and put it on without saying another word, and went back along the secret passage.

Yes, the rat is dead and there are still three accomplices left! I didn’t dare to say any more, so I hurriedly picked up my backpack and followed.

The style of the headlamp looked like a pair of briefs turned upside down. I stared at the back of his head and felt that the image of the underwear on the top of the iceberg was really inexplicably joyful, and his heavy steps became a little lighter.

I can’t remember how many times I returned to Chi Kiss’s secret room. I could almost figure out the door with my eyes closed. After the trap was lifted, the little Chi Kiss sank to the ground, and the big Chi Kiss opened the secret passage. Where are the others?

Where's the catty stuff? Under the influence of psychological effects, I seem to smell the smell of urine again. Some of it remains on my hair, some of it sprays on the ground, and their source either dies or disappears. I'm a little worried that this is

The punishment of the Chilong beast.

Dr. Lin had never experienced that unforgettable scene. He was wearing a briefs-like headlight and tapping the walls and floorboards. I sat on the floor in the center of the room, poured some water into the creaking nest, and kneaded the dry soil.

Then he dug out the mud like he did before.

The mud on my body was so thick that I spent a long time digging at my armpits. I wiped the mud lumps on the ground and rubbed them off. It seemed that I couldn't get them clean. I just wanted to use the back of a knife to wipe them off.

Scratching on the skin makes me feel uncomfortable and unsatisfied. I can't imagine my image in the eyes of Dr. Lin. He is a mysophobia patient, and I am just a cornmeal bun.

Dr. Lin found nothing on the wall in front of him, so he turned around and walked to the opposite side.

As he passed by me, he unfortunately stepped on a piece of mud that I wiped on the ground.

Before I had time to remind him, he fell to the ground on his back and became motionless.

"Are you okay?!" I was startled and quickly got up and went to help him.

He was motionless, lying there with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open.

Oh my God, it couldn’t have been broken!

I rushed forward and slapped his stunned face with my bow left and right: "Get up! Don't scare me!"

He let me continue to slap him, and suddenly said: "Good fall."

It’s over, it’s over, this time it really broke my brain! I was secretly annoyed about that puddle of mud, how could I get out if he was so stupid!

I was about to stand up when Dr. Lin grabbed my arm and pulled me to the ground - I fell on his hand. He then raised his hand and pointed upward: "Look."

The light spot of the underwear headlight hit the center of the ceiling, where a familiar steering wheel was embedded!

The steering wheel is exactly the same as the mechanism that locks the big Chi's kiss. I vaguely remembered that Mouse said this was called a paosou, which is an ancient door knocker.

I stared at the vertical light from the headlight and thought to myself that it was a really good fall! If not for this fall, it would have been difficult for Dr. Lin to raise his head to reach this point on the ceiling, and I never imagined that this room would be anything other than Chi Kiss.

, there is also a hidden mechanism!

"This is one door. We have opened another door before!" I had a rare opportunity to explain to Dr. Lin, "But we can't open it because there is a lock on top."

"Who will drive?"

"It's a rat!" I felt sad as soon as I said it. I'm afraid we will never get out again. The only person who knows this technology is dead.

Dr. Lin stood up with his upper body propped up, and took out various barbs, tweezers, screwdrivers, and bottle openers from the Swiss knife. He pointed his headlight directly in my face and asked: "Did he smash it open violently, or use some other tool?"

"

I couldn't open my eyes due to the strong light, so I squinted and took the crab-like Swiss knife. There were many types, but these were completely different from the tools in the rat's metal box. I remember that he used a very thin one.

Metal rod operated.

"It doesn't work, and you don't know how to drive even if you have the tools. It's not as easy as you think!" All my complaints were gone, and I missed the foul-mouthed pioneer even more.

"Go up and have a look at the structure, study it and give it a try." Dr. Lin took off his underwear and headlamp, adjusted the size and put it on my head. He stood up and moved his neck twice.

"Shall I go up?" I simply couldn't understand how he made this decision. "The ceiling must be 3 meters high at least! Even you can't reach it, how can I study it!"

He pointed to his shoulders calmly.

I suddenly felt that he was a juggler, and I was the monkey being played. I had to follow his instructions, climb up and down according to his orders, and do this and that. There was no other way.

He squatted down and turned his back to me and said, "Come on."

"I can only help you take a look, but I can't do anything else!" I sighed, grabbed his back collar, climbed up, and sat on his neck.

In our Xuzhou, this kind of gameplay is called "riding the peeing neck", which means that the adult puts the child on the neck and sits. The child is young and has fun. Usually he will urinate directly on the neck, and the adult's neck becomes

"pee neck".

When I was a kid, my dad and I often played this way, especially when the country troupe toured near my home. No matter how tired my dad was, he would pick me up and let me occupy the commanding heights and watch the Liuqin opera for two or three hours.

I never thought that after so many years, I would be able to enjoy such treatment.

Dr. Lin stood up unsteadily, and I tried hard to straighten my back and stretch my arms, but I was so tired that my arms were sore that I couldn't even touch the ring.

What a bad idea! I shook my arm and patted his forehead: "You are obviously not tall enough! Let me go!"

He grabbed my muddy feet and lifted them up: "Stand up and try."

"Don't! It's too high. If I can't stand firmly, I will fall to death!" I felt panicked. Are you really juggling?

Dr. Lin was completely unmoved and determined to train me to be a monkey.

Come on, if I don’t figure it out, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get to the ground today!

I had no choice but to hold his head with one hand and maintain balance with the other, and squatted down shivering. I felt a big bump on the back of his head, which seemed like he had suffered a heavy fall just now. I straightened my knees little by little, and he supported me.

My legs were slowly raised up.

This was the first time I stood so close to the ceiling. The door on the door was also carved with exquisite patterns. The mouse used a pick method to open the door. I raised my head slightly and pointed the light at this ingenious mechanism.

Sure enough, I found a small hole into which the metal rod could be inserted, but there were obviously a few scratch marks around the small hole.

This door is made of stone, and the white lines look like the marks left by the collision of stone and metal.

Could it be that someone has already tampered with it?!

I was shocked, thinking that the mouse was with me all the way until he died under the copy. When did he climb here and open the lock?

I almost stood up, I had to see those scratches up close!

Dr. Lin's shoulders were swaying a little. I wanted to stabilize my body and calm down, so I quickly grabbed the ring hanging from the head of the bunk as a support, but I just used some strength to pull it, and suddenly it was empty under my feet!
Chapter completed!