The Last Train to Hell

I also saw a huge wardrobe on our right side.

The wardrobe and bed don't match well, and they look a bit old.

The entire wardrobe is made from one piece of wood.

The carved patterns on it look very elegant.

Full of classic flavor, such a wardrobe cannot be bought for a few hundred dollars.

How should I put it? Nowadays, rich people are pursuing this kind of solid wood wardrobe.

Then there is the one made from a piece of wood, which is even more expensive.

If you look at it this way, although this room is small, its actual value is very high.

I always feel that the scene in front of me looks familiar, but it seems like a frame from Journey to the West.

Zhu Bajie did the same thing and broke into a monster's cave.

Taking other people's clothes and things, and in the end, being greedy backfired on yourself.

I subconsciously pulled Duan Mei and took him directly out of the bedroom.

"I always feel like it's some kind of strange cave. The things left inside may be harmful to others. Let's not go in and touch the things in the house again, so as not to get into trouble again."

Duanmei looked reluctant, but I held his hand very hard.

He wanted to get in, unless he could get away from me.

Looking at me with a firm look on my face, Duanmei didn't insist on going against me.

Finally the two of us left the room and walked forward.

In fact, after leaving the house, not only Duanmei felt regretful.

Even I feel that if I miss that room, I feel like I have missed a hundred million.

The more thoughts I have in my mind, the less stable I become.

I always feel that this idea is definitely closely related to that house.

If there were no problems in that room, how could I keep thinking about him.

Although the things inside are good, I won’t forget them.

I didn't speak to Duanmei, and the two of them suddenly walked forward in silence, which felt a little strange.

The road is full of twists and turns, and I don’t want to take out the coins Bai Xian left for me.

When you reach a fork in the road, walk to one side as you please.

No matter which way you go, the entire underground palace is like a huge maze.

I actually doubted myself whether I was following the same path.

But so far, I haven't seen anything repeated.

In other words, I have been walking on an unfamiliar road.

If this was really the case, the entire underground palace would probably be quite large.

I suddenly thought of the cemetery five hundred meters west of the temple.

The temple's underground palace must have been built under the cemetery.

If you build a cemetery normally, you don't need to dig a deep foundation at all.

It only needs to be dug three to five meters deep and simply sorted out.

I think the underground palace should be about twenty meters below the ground.

As for the hole I drilled in just now, it is deeper. I can’t tell exactly how deep it is?

"How about we take a break? You haven't eaten enough water or rice this day, why should you maintain your strength?"

I really felt that my legs were not strong at all, so I had to shamelessly discuss it with Duanmei.

If he doesn't agree, I can insist on it.

It's just a bit tired, but in this situation.

Putting the body into a state of extreme fatigue is obviously an irrational choice.

I think eyebrow cutting should make me stop and rest for a while.

The main reason is that my knees are weak now, and every step feels like walking on cotton.

I felt that if I walked on for a while, I would fall directly to the ground and break my head and bleed.

Duanmei looked back at me, looking at my helpless appearance.

He kept shaking his head, and it was obvious that he still disliked me.

In fact, it's not just that he dislikes me, I also dislike myself.

Although his physical fitness is so poor, he is still a grown man.

However, I have never experienced systematic physical training. It is already very good to be able to persist for such a long time.

There are a few normal people who can walk for seven or eight hours a day without eating or drinking.

Even a wandering beggar can find something to eat in the trash can.

Of course I would rather be hungry than look for food in the trash can.

The two of us sat side by side on the ground, neither touching the wall on the left nor the wall on the right.

The main reason is that the wall looks too smooth, which always gives me a feeling that something is not quite right.

So along the way, I was always far away from the wall.

When Duanmei walks, he walks in the middle.

Anyway, I think he takes this position and looks at it.

The left and right sides are absolutely the same width, no difference at all.

"I don't know when we can go out. After we go out, I have to drink a large basin of water. Now I feel like smoke is coming out of my throat."

I am telling the truth. If a normal person does not drink water for seven or eight hours, he will definitely suffer from dehydration.

For example, after strenuous exercise, I fell into a state of extreme dehydration.

Mainly because a glass of water appeared in front of me, and I felt that I probably had to take a few sips.

But when I think about it, I feel like I’m joking

If clear water really appeared in front of me, I would probably be too scared to even look at it.

Who knows what’s wrong with the water here?

I looked to the left and suddenly found a small page of paper on the ground.

It's not even a small page, just a corner.

I don’t know who tore it off, but there seemed to be something on the paper, so I took it over and looked at it.

I found a familiar word.

"The last number of the 14th bus is 9413, which can communicate yin and yang"

There is only one line of words written on the small piece of paper. I don't quite understand what it means.

I want to show it to Duanmei, but I'm afraid that the matter of the last bus of the 14th bus will be implicated to him.

I think the 14th bus represents an ominous sign.

All those who have something to do with the last bus of the 14th bus will not have a good ending.

My current situation is already very bad.

If Duanmei is really involved, it may not be a good thing for him.

Duanmei also noticed this small piece of paper and stared at the small piece of paper in my hand.

He was obviously waiting for me to hand it to him.

But I really didn't have this idea. I think the matter of the last bus of the 14th bus.

It's just my own business. If it involves others, what's the big deal.

"There's nothing useful written on it, don't read it."

I tore the paper and put it in my trouser pocket.

Last time, I also picked up a diary, which recorded the life experiences of all the drivers of the last bus of Route 14.

I thought I was a man with cheats, but in fact, I walked into the trap set by Jinsuocheng and others step by step

Could this scrap material also be a trap this time?

In a word, what kind of trap could it be? The only useful thing is four words, which can communicate yin and yang.