Chapter 301 Knife Mountain

The black gas slowly floated towards me and stopped not far above my head again.

At this time, I was already exhausted and had no strength to control the black gas. I just looked up at it with vigilance.

The black gas stopped in mid-air when it was still five or six meters away from me.

I don't know what it wants to do, but it seems to give people a feeling that they really want to get close but don't dare to get close.

As a temptation, I looked up and said to the black gas, "If you don't leave, I will suck you!"

Unexpectedly, the black gas suddenly giggles and said in a very unpleasant voice, "I know you have a strong mind, but don't think I'm afraid of you... If that guy doesn't protect you, you may not have sucked who."

After saying this, he was silent for a while and said, "You have destroyed my body. I will definitely avenge this. See you later."

After saying that, he turned into four strands of gas and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Watching the black gas leave, I was finally relieved.

After a while of resting, I took out a water bag and took a sip. Unconsciously, I remembered the meditation method recorded in the book.

One of the pictures and texts is a special way to refresh yourself and restore physical strength.

So I took a seat in that way and settled down soon after.

This time, I fell asleep directly, and I don't know how long it took before I woke up quietly.

When I woke up, I found that my physical strength had recovered well and was more energetic than before.

After discovering this phenomenon, I couldn't help getting goose bumps all over my body, because it was too similar to what was written in Xiuzhen's novel.

Is it true that there is such a thing in the world?

But if not, how can I explain the matter of controlling arrows flying with my mind?

I shook my head so that I didn't think so much.

After standing up, I moved my muscles and bones, and then I was ready to leave the watchtower and continue to explore the depths of hell.

But when I looked back, I found that the stone door of the watchtower was actually closed.

"This is troublesome..."

Looking at the stone door weighing thousands of pounds, I had no choice.

Didn't I get swallowed by the mouse, but now I'm going to die on the top of this watchtower?

Come to the side of the watchtower and look down. It is almost 30 meters high, equivalent to seven or eight floors. Jumping down is bound to die.

And I can't crawl down the wall like a mouse. My nails are not that long.

In fact, I could have climbed down the rope of the hook spear, but when I fired the hook spear before, the rope was rotten, so it was directly broken. Now the piece left in the muzzle is only more than three meters long.

I sighed and finally sat back again.

Looking at the rope hanging at the top of the cave, after I cut it, it was only eight meters long, and the rope was more than ten meters away from me. I jumped down from here and could move three to four meters in parallel at most, and it was impossible to catch the rope.

I scratched my head, and I felt that I was in trouble again.

My current situation is like an ant on a hot pot. Anyway, it's a dead end. Ants will be burned to death on the lid of the pot, and if I are trapped here, I will starve to death.

I learned from the ancient wise man Yixiu, sat on the ground, held my cheek and began to think of a way.

Sure enough, this posture helps people think, and I quickly came up with a way.

Before, I was just trying to control the moving object to change direction, and then I thought that I could only use my mind to affect what is moving, but I never thought that if I want to change the trajectory of something, I must exert another force to do it.

So, my mind can definitely produce force, but this force may be very small, because objects in motion can change their direction as long as they apply a small force.

In order to prove that I can produce the force of moving objects, I stretched out my hand, aimed at the rope hanging on the top of the hole in front of me, and began to stimulate my mind to move it.

Soon, I found that a green gas wrapped around the rope.

As my mind moved, the rope really swayed back and forth, as if it were blown by the wind, with a very small range.

Although I am disappointed with this strength, in this way, I can still swing the rope and then jump to the closest place to me to grab it.

As long as I grab the rope, although I can't reach the ground directly, I can go back to the previous watchtower.

Many mice died under the watchtower. Although it was disgusting, I jumped down from above. With these mice as meat pads, I will definitely not fall to death.

This is my careful and meticulous plan, but only if I can catch the rope that swings over.

The rope is less than nine meters. Even if it reaches the maximum when it swings, it is about five meters away from me. If you want to jump over it, I must use my strength to breastfeed.

At this moment, I have to swing the rope as much as possible.

After a few seconds, the rope had swung to the maximum extent, so I gave up my control of the rope and threw the bow and arrow from the big knife from the watchtower to reduce the load, and then waited for the opportunity of the rope to swing back again and jump up.

When the rope was about to swing to the highest point on my side, I stepped back a few steps, then ran and jumped off the watchtower.

This time, I bungee high and almost reached the perfect parabola level.

But when I reached out to grab the rope, I found that it was less than half a meter away.

At this time, the rope has swung to the highest point and is about to echo, and my body has reached its limit and is about to fall down.

So my heart suddenly sank, and there was a cold sweat on my forehead.

Maybe I should say sorry, I'm a funny person, but before I can speak, my body has begun to fall, and the rope is getting farther and farther away from me.

Just when I thought I was about to fall to death, I suddenly felt that my body was pushed by someone and suddenly rose.

I said to myself, Nima, am I the protagonist of the novel? Every time you die, will there be a hero's aura? This is not dead.

A strange idea flashed through my mind, and then I hurriedly reached out and grabbed the rope.

The moment I caught the rope, I already swung to the opposite watchtower.

When the rope was about to reach its highest point again, I let go of my hand and let my body fly out.

This time I rushed forward about four meters, but it was still a little short, so that I would hit the wall.

I was anxious, and the feeling just now appeared again. This time, I noticed that the green gas was wrapped from the bottom to * and pushed me three or four meters forward.

This time, I fell firmly on the ground and finally took a breath.

Looking at the gradual disappearance of the green gas all over my body, I feel that I have mastered a new skill.

After learning the mysterious classic, I feel that I am developing in the direction of Superman, and my progress is too fast.

With the mentality of trying new skills, I didn't rest. I went straight to the edge of the observation deck, chose a place where the mouse body was piled up thickly, and jumped down directly.

When I was about to land, I once again stimulated the ability just now.

This time, I obviously felt that my body was suddenly hit by a huge cushioning force, and when it fell on the mouse body, it became very relaxed.

It can be said that even if I jump directly from above, I may not fall to death.

With out the disgusting smell, I climbed out of the charred mouse pile, walked to another watchtower, and picked up my bow, arrow and knife.

After recognizing the direction, I continued to walk deeper into hell.

Although I didn't plan to experience the other layers of hell at first, now it seems that I can only continue to move forward if I want to find out the source of the mouse and the cause of hell.

Because it was too dark in front, I had to tie the last remaining fluorescent sticks into a bundle and turn them all up.

After meeting those mice, I understand that there must be many other dangers ahead. Instead of losing my life, using a few fluorescent sticks is nothing.

This bundle of fluorescent sticks was thrown directly out by me to explore the way, and then walked near it. I kicked it forward again, so that I could predict in advance in case there was an abyss or a large monster in front of me.

After kicking forward a few times, my fluorescent stick rolled as if it had touched something and bounced back.

I came forward and took a closer look. It turned out to be a lot of human bones.

I know that the bones of so many people must be another layer of hell.

I walked carefully through the human bones, and soon, through the fluorescent stick in my hand, I saw a wall about ten meters high in front of me.

The wall is full of blades more than one meter long, although I don't know it has been hundreds of years, and these blades are still very sharp.

"That's right, this is the mountain of knives in hell." I said silently.

Up to the knife mountain, down the sea of fire and the oil pan are the most famous three floors in the 18-story hell.

Shangdaoshan refers to let the kid naked** climb up the wall full of blades until he is cut down one by one, which is also a very cruel punishment.

I don't know how wide this wall is, and it is impossible to bypass it. Fortunately, it is not very high, and I may have a chance to climb over it.

However, when I threw the fluorescent stick up, I found that on this ten-meter-high knife mountain, it was just a platform with white bones.

And on the platform, there is another layer of knife gables, which are stacked in this way. I don't know how many layers there are.

No wonder this is called Knife Mountain, not Knife Wall, I laughed at myself.

"What should I do?" I stood still and thought for a moment, and immediately thought of the only way was to jump up layer by layer.

In the past, I would definitely be trapped here, but now, I have new skills, which seem to be specially designed for the sea of knives and fire.