"Got it!" Luo Xiao's voice jumped several octaves. One hand clasped Ling Yang's wrist, and the other hand did not forget to hug the little girl she had just chosen to lean against.

Short gun.

This room called Flying Sand is currently filled with flying sand, and the walls with decorations on all sides come to life in just an instant, with sand pouring down continuously.

And the ground that was once suspiciously empty fell down in the direction opposite to the entrance without making a sound. Ling Yang was standing relatively outside because he was looking up at the top of the room.

Without reacting at all, he just slipped and fell to the ground diagonally downwards.

Without wasting a second, Ling Yang slid back along with the quicksand. On the contrary, the timid Luo Xiao was clinging to the wall, and the ground folded just beside her soles. At this moment, she was standing in the only place in the room that was not affected.

The edge less than half a meter away.

Fortunately, Luo Xiao looked timid and naive, but she reacted quite quickly. After she rushed out and grabbed Ling Yang, she was very calm. She curled up and squatted on the spot, and then struggled to lean back to ensure stability.

In addition to controlling his own center of gravity, he could also control himself from being led away by Ling Yang.

The weight of these two people is probably not much different, but Ling Yang is on the losing side and must be heavier than Luo Xiao.

Bang, in the direction they came in, the tall metal double doors merged, enclosing the place into a secret room.

"Hold on for three seconds." Ling Yang shouted. She had eaten half a mouthful of sand but had no time to spit it out. She hung the flashlight tightly held in her other hand around her neck and swung the beam at close range.

It was so flashing that Luo Xiao couldn't even open his eyes.

After placing the light source, Ling Yang clasped his free hand at Luo Xiao's feet. The folded edge on the ground was flat and sharp. As soon as her fingers touched it, a cut was pulled.

"Let go and move forward!" Ling Yang parted his chin and motioned to Luo Xiao to make room for him.

Luo Xiao was not at ease, shook his head that was dazed by the flying sand above his head, obediently let go of Ling Yang's hand, took two steps forward, turned around, squatted down, and held it again

The opponent's upper arm to prevent her from accidentally dropping it.

Ling Yang grasped the edge of the floor with both hands, then raised both hands and returned to the half-meter flat ground with a splash of sand.

"Thanks!" She grabbed the flashlight in her hand again and quickly looked at the space.

"What should I do?" Luo Xiao hugged her little gun tightly, as if it was a five-meter pole, and she could use it to pole vault over this trap.

Ling Yang pushed Luo Xiao to find a wall that didn't spit sand so violently and leaned against it. He rested for three seconds and said, "Don't be anxious. It's useless to be anxious. Let me think about it..."

She had already glanced at the suspended ceiling just now. Except for the entrance, which is a little higher, the inside is not two stories high, at most one floor. The whole structure is made of wooden frames. Ling Yang doesn't know much about architecture, so he knows that the top

The horizontal and vertical beams are made of wood.

The ground has stopped tilting and has maintained a slope of about 45 degrees. The sand spit out from the surrounding walls is rapidly filling the lower areas. In just a few minutes, a considerable height of sand layer has accumulated at the bottom.

It's not good, it's not poison gas, it's burial alive.

"This is the first level. I can't just give away people at the beginning." Ling Yang held the flashlight and looked at the room again. He found that the bottom part of the sloping ground was not all blocked by walls, but there was another one that was not there before.

Door.

This door also opened on opposite sides, and had the same shape as the one they came in from, but it was much smaller, but it must be the exit.

"Over there!" Ling Yang gestured to Luo Xiao to look over. The pair of doors were located under the previous ground. They should have been in a closed space. The degree of wear and tear was very small. They were almost still new. They were shiny and had been dumped out everywhere.

The fine yellow and white sand has not yet been filled in there.

"It's impossible, we can't go through like this." Luo Xiao shook his head crazily, "This is sand, quicksand. If we step on it, we will collapse after taking only two steps at most."

The gate is on their left, not very far away, but the road that can be passed has sunk, forming a huge slope. The sand on all sides pours out like a heavy rain, and the upturned ground and the sudden appearance of the gate form a perfect structure.

A new lower space is being transformed into a sandpit.

The exit is at the innermost part of the sand pit, but it is still about a person's height away from the bottom of the slope. A lot of sand has been filled under it. Even if you walk over and it is not covered by the sand, you can't reach it.

door.

But they must go.

"Don't be nervous, listen up." Ling Yang wiped her face. The fine sand on it was scattered, and some of it splashed into her ears. "Have you seen those beams on the top?"

Luo Xiao raised his head and blocked the overflowing fine sand with his hand, "Yes, there is."

"Is that made of wood? Can the gun in your hand go through? No, it doesn't have to go through and hit. It doesn't matter if it gets stuck." Ling Yang knew that time was running out, and the sand in the pit would fill up in no time.

, and soon there will be no difference between standing on flat ground and standing on a slope.

Luo Xiao was stunned for half a second, "Okay, but... do you want to swing across? We don't have a rope."

Ling Yang admired Luo Xiao's calmness, and he actually guessed his own train of thought, "I have a rope."

She found a bundle of thick rope from her bag that she had begged from a friend yesterday. Judging from the weight, the length was just enough.

Luo Xiao is one of those people who is very panicked on the outside but can analyze calmly on the inside. After learning that Ling Yang wanted to throw himself over the sand pit through the rope and ceiling beam, he glanced at the distance from here to the exit.

Combining the height of the top beam, Luo Xiao calculated the approximate length of rope needed, "it's not long enough."

"Enough." Ling Yang raised his hand and broke off the decorations on the wall behind him. She couldn't understand what scene was depicted on the wall, but there was a protruding relief column that should be strong enough.

"Not enough." Luo Xiao watched Ling Yang tie one end of the rope to the relief and continued to insist on his conclusion.

Ling Yang tested the tightness of the knot, then took the short gun from Luo Xiao's hand and tied the other end of the rope.

"This rope can only be connected from here to the roof beam at most." Luo Xiao pointed out seriously. The sand that kept flying out of the wall hit her face, choking her and almost coughing her body out.

Ling Yang pulled Luo Xiao and helped him regain his balance. After confirming that the fasteners at both ends were tied, she handed the short gun back to Luo Xiao, "It's enough if it can reach the top beam."
Chapter completed!